Chapter 420: Burned to Ashes, Water Cloud Lingering Image

"Hahahaha!"

Manic laughter, delirious laughter, insane laughter!

The head of the afflicted girl twisted instantly, truly transforming into a monster; her power surged into the Nascent Soul stage, and her entire body became like a boiling, swelling vesicle, with protrusions constantly bulging on the surface, resembling laughing human faces.

"Oh no, my lords..."

The opposing gladiator instinctively opened their mouth to give a warning, then everything went black before their eyes; the person had already been slapped into a mist of blood, and then the girl leaped into the spectator stand and began a massacre.

The laughter continued, crazed to the extreme! It was not just her, but others who had been artificially implanted with Fluorite Disease, now mutated beyond any hope of cure—those so-called errant men and women.

After breaking free from the shackles of their chains, only slaughter could soothe the pain and madness! A bloodbath! Even if the protection bestowed by the Dark God scorched them, they did not care at all!

"Ahhh!"

"Damn it! You base-born wretch, do you know that my father is a Third-Rank official of the Dark Kingdom, ah!!!"

"My father is the Chancellor! My mother is a princess! Don't kill me, don't, ah!!!"

A group of nobles screamed in succession, but unfortunately, all such words were completely meaningless.

The disease-ridden madmen would only vent their own pain.

Ominous purple crystal clusters were spreading, accumulated disease was transmitting, and the torn-apart nobles were also being infected.

Want to die?

It's not that easy! Now, the meager cultivation they had been fed through extravagance had instead become a fatal thing.

Because their divine souls did not dissipate easily, the pain that carved into their marrow and engraved itself upon their minds did not diminish by a single bit while their living corpse-parts were in the process of becoming infected and mutated.

They could barely make a sound, having no channel to vent, and could only be drowned by agony.

However, as long as they could still live...

Their will to survive was quite strong; they were still thinking of adhering and aggregating, transforming into a mass of diseased flesh.

Du En was not surprised by this change, because these God-blessed nobles almost exclusively practiced intermarriage for generations, all being a bunch of inbred crossbreeds; if not for the power of immortal cultivation and body refining, they would have long since been brain-dead everywhere.

Of course, in their current state, could this not be considered another form of brain-dead?

It would not take long for the dust to settle.

After the diseased ones finished their bloodbath, Du En stepped forward again; in the silence, raging flames ignited, thoroughly burying this place.

Everything regarding the Fluorite Disease and the coliseum turned to nothingness.

Then, he silently continued forward, brushing past those scattered servants who stood dazed, their faces filled with terror under the reflection of the firelight, having carved the scene just now into their hearts.

Calm and silent, until he stepped onto the level above.

Du En swept his gaze and suddenly stopped his steps.

"It is a riddle-lock left by Yun."

The Holy God Hanging Lamp flew out directly, swaying into a dark corner.

In this royal palace, the fact that there would be a dark corner was itself strange.

Because of the boundless extravagance, every inch of space would be illuminated by candlelight, never extinguished day or night.

Therefore, it was actually because the candles here had been knocked down that it had become dark.

At the same time, there were some messy traces on the ground, revealing some unfavorable clues.

That was why the Holy God had been so nervous just now, flying the hanging lamp out directly.

Du En also approached cautiously, guarding against any traps.

Through the previous probing, it could already be determined that the Dark God was either so severely injured that they were completely powerless, or they had some other scheme or plan, and thus did not care about their infiltration and intrusion.

The Holy God had already quickly unlocked the riddle-lock.

A surge of magic power flowed out, permeating the surroundings like clouds, and a locked spell was quietly activated.

Water Cloud Image.

Although it was not a Daoist art, it was in the ranks of top-tier spells; Du En's gaze shifted immediately, and he did not resist or dispel the influence of the spell, allowing himself to be directly enveloped by it.

The clouds and mist expanded and then faded; the scene before his eyes looked no different.

However, the dark corner had already disappeared, and the mess on the ground no longer existed.

Or rather, it had only just appeared.

Yun, dressed in a secretive manner, appeared abruptly not far from the entrance, having rushed here in a hurry; it was clear she had encountered some accident while infiltrating and was in the midst of fleeing.

However, at this moment, there were pursuers behind her, and people closing in from the front.

The Dark Kingdom's royal palace displayed efficiency and power far exceeding the ordinary when facing her; although the various footsteps were chaotic, the weight of some could not be underestimated.

Simply put, among the good-for-nothings, there were still some who could be considered "unspoiled" food and drink.

Based on the subtle clues, Du En made a simple judgment and captured four guys with the strength of the Deity Transformation stage among them.

It was clearly a quick-ripened early stage; they couldn't even control their footsteps well, unable to land without sound or trace, and their great might was faint and overflowing—if not for the protection of the Dark God on their bodies, they might have collapsed this palace just by running a few steps.

It looked like they should be the armed guards within this palace.

Yun was alone; one-on-one she could kill the opponent, one-on-two she could also win, but one-on-three she would have to run, and one-on-four she would be defeated if she were the slightest bit careless.

After all, no matter how quick-ripened or how inferior, the Deity Transformation stage was still the Deity Transformation stage; geniuses grown by pulling on the sprouts were still geniuses, not to mention the existence of the Dark God's protection.

So she tried to choose to flee and hide, but now it was clearly impossible to hide, as she had been blocked by being caught in a pincer attack from front and back.

Right now, it was either jump through a wall and leave directly, returning empty-handed.

Or, it was...

"Your Majesty, honored guest, there is a matter I must confirm; even if I encounter some misfortune next, I will leave corresponding instructions at the underground prison."

Yun began to cast a spell, laying down magic, and setting a riddle-lock.

Her voice was low, carrying an inexplicable unease; she seemed to have very bad guesses about the thing she was seeking to confirm, but at this moment, she had more of a sense of determination.

Normally, the Holy God should have been unable to help but say something, but at this time, they did not, maintaining an attitude of silence, which made one feel strange.

Continue watching.

Yun set up the spell, and those people were also about to arrive.

So she began to take off her clothes.

She quickly stripped off the protective suit she wore, which was used to shield against the Fluorspar Disease and other things, and also possessed functions such as isolating her aura. Her long hair reached her waist, her brows and eyes were like a painting, her skin was white and her lips were cherry-red; within her beauty, there was a heroic spirit, and her gaze was as bright as the morning light. Soon, she was left with only a slightly thin, white undergarment that faintly revealed her slender figure.

With a backhanded spell cast, the protective suit was destroyed.

Because she could not let the An Kingdom obtain it, lest they gain something harmful to her side from it.

As for herself, apart from her clothes being rather special and counting as a magical artifact, she actually had no other external objects she could use.

Just after finishing this, the pursuing troops from the front and back had already arrived.

The leader at the rear was two Spirit Transformation guards, leading the wolf-like and tiger-like royal guards. Further behind were some nobles watching the excitement; judging by their posture, they were all the kind with status, so the guards could not drive them away and instead had to split people off to protect them.

The leader from the front, however, was a middle-aged man wearing a crown and luxurious clothes, embroidered with a silver divine bird and a full moon as the background; his identity was self-evident.

The King of the An Kingdom.

Behind this king were the civil and military officials of the An Kingdom, all dressed in luxury, with various patterns embroidered according to their rank and official position, basically all bearing different degrees of moon phases.

The other two Spirit Transformation guards, without a doubt, were following behind the monarch.

This An King barely had a Nascent Soul cultivation that had just formed and was not yet stable, but he seemed not to fear that Yun would suddenly rise up and kill him, crushing him like an ant. He appeared very calm and composed, exuding an unquestionable sense of tyranny.

"Yun!"

He shouted sternly, "Betraying the An Kingdom, defying the gods—you actually dare to come back!"

"Since I was able to leave this country, it proves that His Excellency the An God did not actually blame me, so how can it be called defying the gods!"

Yun retorted coldly, showing no mercy, "Also, betraying the An Kingdom—is it betraying the An Kingdom of His Excellency, or the An Kingdom of you, a lone tyrant?"

"Audacious!"

The four Spirit Transformation guards were furious at the sound, stepping forward in unison to unleash their great pressure, intending to make her kneel on the spot.

Yun's beautiful eyes brightened, and she also erupted with great power, even thicker and more ethereal, like clouds in the sky, possessing both the leisure of blue skies and white clouds and the heaviness of dark clouds pressing down on the city.

With a 'Boom—', the wind and waves surged, only to be swallowed silently, extinguishing a few lamps and leaving behind some scattered marks.

Not only did the four not manage to press her to her knees, they were instead repelled, feeling fear in their hearts and subconsciously taking half a step back.

The An King pushed aside the two people in front of him with great dissatisfaction. Although he was pitifully weak in comparison, dark light was triggered on his body under the great pressure, directly suppressing and breaking Yun's power.

Divine Protection!

Yun's face turned pale.

"Hmph! Sharp-tongued, but no matter how much you talk, the great Excellency still only favors me. As for you, having completely surrendered to that false god heresy, you actually dare to come back and throw yourself into the net!"

A trace of complacency flashed in the An King's eyes, and a trace of jealousy inevitably surged up as well.

He naturally practiced in his daily life and considered himself quite diligent, and he had the resources of a whole country constantly supplied to him, but after four hundred years, he could only barely reach the Nascent Soul realm and could not reach the peak of Spirit Transformation.

That was Spirit Transformation!

Even if an ordinary person's Spirit Transformation stage could not be compared to a god, Spirit Transformation was still Spirit Transformation; at the very least, it was a demigod, having already opened up a substantial distance from ordinary people and ordinary cultivators! Unfortunately, he dared not touch the Fluorspar Disease, and the gods did not grant him great power, so now, seeing Yun who had completed the breakthrough on her own and ascended to the Spirit Transformation stage, the An King was naturally extremely jealous.

In fact, this jealousy had existed before.

When Yun was still in the An Kingdom, she was a cultivation genius; before she was a hundred years old, she had already reached the Nascent Soul perfection, and vaguely, she was even more outstanding and excellent than her brother, Jin.

At the thought of the physician Jin, the An King's eyes were filled with gloom.

Yun had at least broken through after leaving the An Kingdom, which did not have too great an impact or shock on him at the time, but Jin, this younger generation, had broken through to Spirit Transformation while in the An Kingdom, and was thus regarded as the only apostle recognized by the An God in the four hundred years since the founding of the nation, with a status actually above his own.

How could the An King endure this?

But he could only endure it.

Then, the defection incident that stunned their upper echelons occurred; Jin and Yun chose to leave the An Kingdom at different places and different times, which the upper echelons of the An Kingdom could never understand.

How could anyone leave the brilliance of the great An God? The An King actually didn't care why, and was very happy about it, because this way, he could have a legitimate reason to get rid of the siblings.

He even wanted to send assassins, and even the army, but the result was that in the first Great Holy An War that broke out soon after, the An Kingdom was utterly defeated! Then came the spread of the Fluorspar Disease, then the cessation of war, and finally, it reached the present.

The traitor actually dared to come back!

"Good, good, good!"

His thoughts turned rapidly, and past events fueled the fire of his emotions. The An King looked around gloomily: "Where is Jin? As a dignified apostle, does he also have to be as sneaky as you?"

"..."

Yun was speechless about this. Her gaze swept across the people around, and almost no one dared to look her in the eye.

She wasn't staring them down, but looking for something.

"It seems your brother didn't come back! Hmph, I heard he is researching evil drugs to deal with divine grace. He is truly ungrateful to the extreme, wasting the importance the supreme Excellency placed on him back then!"

The An King seemed to have confirmed something, his heart eased, and then he sneered: "Are you looking for your family members? No way, you don't think they are still perfectly fine, do you? A son's lack of education is the father's fault; having raised two evil traitorous seeds like you, they were naturally all arrested and subjected to the greatest torture!"

Yun's expression changed slightly.

The An King found it even more amusing and immediately changed his tone: "Of course, considering that your father and grandfather once worked hard for the An Kingdom, they have not been executed yet, just locked in the underground dungeon, still clinging to their remaining lives."

Speaking of this, he looked at Yun and noticed her faint, slender figure. In his heart, his jealousy gradually turned into a desire for tyrannical conquest; since he could not become a demigod, pressing a demigod under him was also a great pleasure.

A touch of lewdness began to appear on his face: "Of course, as long as you obediently submit..."

"I had long expected this and don't find it strange at all, nor do I have any ripples in my heart. After all, they are birds of a feather with you; their sins are heavy, and suffering punishment, or even death, is a matter of course."

Yun interrupted the An King in a low tone.

She had already confirmed something at this moment, and she hadn't been looking for her relatives just now.

After all, she was a Spirit Transformation cultivator with a hundred years of life experience, so she naturally knew very well the fate of her family after she left. To be honest, if she weren't relatively gentle and not the type to destroy her own family for the sake of righteousness, her family would have been destroyed by her long ago.

As for her brother, if not for his concern for his sister's feelings, he would have destroyed more than just their own family.

Then, a trace of mockery appeared on the corner of Yun's mouth. She fixed her eyes on the An King and said sharply: "Also, you piece of Nascent Soul-stage soft tofu, do you dare to take off the Divine Protection King Robe on your body in front of me?"

Hearing this, the An King was immediately furious in his incompetence.

"Scoundrel!"

"Men, throw her into the underground death dungeon immediately!"

"Understood!"

(End of chapter)