Chapter 722: 【Final Battle 204】Brother, they're bullying me!

Come, follow me to Yang Ling'er's great prison!

Hua Jieyu was already unable to contain her anger.

Over a hundred God Sovereign Realm and Heavenly God Realm powerhouses have fallen; this is a huge loss for the Profound Heaven Sect.

You should know she has always been protecting the entire Profound Heaven Sect.

Even if it was an order from the Sword Qi Great Wall, she would use some 'special means' to avoid it, not letting herself or other elders go to the Sword Qi Great Wall to kill enemies, at most sending some trash disciples to be cannon fodder.

This is also the secret behind the Profound Heaven Sect's ability to rise over ten thousand years!

Eliminate the trash elders and disciples; those left are all powerhouses, all elites!

Boom!

Soon.

Hua Jieyu, wearing a long dress, floated down in front of Yang Ling'er's prison.

At this moment, Yang Ling'er was curled up in a corner of the great prison, constantly twitching.

White mist rose from her body in strands.

That was cold energy!

A large amount of icy cold power inside her cut through her inner world like a blade, wrapping her meridians, dao foundation, and soul in a thin layer of frost.

Pain, too painful!

Around Yang Ling'er, the icy frost power had already condensed, and the entire great prison's floor was covered in frost.

Just because.

Without Yang Xuan bearing the icy cold power for Yang Ling'er, she, a mere Half-Saint, could not possibly withstand it!

She had fallen into a faint.

The next instant.

Chu Youwei stepped directly into the prison and kicked Yang Ling'er in the abdomen.

Boom!

Yang Ling'er was blasted away, the wall behind her collapsed, and she heavily smashed onto the ground.

Pfft!

Another wave of intense pain woke her up, and she spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

Hua Jieyu came before Yang Ling'er and said coldly, 'Slap her mouth!'

Smack!

She flicked her jade hand, and Yang Ling'er was flung away again, flying several tens of zhang before crashing to the ground.

A deep pit appeared directly on the ground.

Yang Ling'er's face swelled up high, and she fainted again.

Slap her mouth!

Smack!

Another slap!

Yang Ling'er writhed miserably on the ground.

After a moment.

Hua Jieyu snorted coldly, looking at Yang Ling'er, and said, 'Keep hitting her!'

Chu Youwei came before Yang Ling'er.

She repeatedly kicked Yang Ling'er's body with her feet!

Fresh blood splattered!

Hua Jieyu's face showed no mercy; instead, seeing Yang Ling'er's breath grow weaker, she revealed a cruel smile.

Not long after.

Yang Ling'er was already on her last breath.

Chu Youwei's face showed a cruel smile, saying, 'Master, why not just kill this trash?'

Wait.

Hua Jieyu called out to Chu Youwei, 'Let's stop here for today.'

Chu Youwei gritted her teeth, eyes nearly bursting, and asked, 'Master, why still let her keep a dog's life?'

Hua Jieyu said coldly, 'Yang Xuan is still bearing your karmic force, so we cannot yet kill Yang Ling'er. However, Elder Zhang Li and the others all died miserably in the Burial God Abyss; this is entirely Yang Xuan's dereliction of duty! I just don't know whether Yang Xuan has now obtained that ultimate inheritance.'

Now many major powers have already marched to the Burial God Abyss, preparing for the ultimate battle! We also need to send elders and disciples there.

By then, those two seas of stars will shatter, the Burial God Abyss will cease to exist, and it is said that the ancient sword cultivator senior will also perish, so there's no need to worry about Yang Xuan having any backing later.

Hearing this, Chu Youwei blinked slightly, 'So that's how it is.'

A moment of silence.

Hua Jieyu looked at the gray-robed elder behind her and said, 'Elder Zhang Ye, your brother Elder Zhang Li died in the Burial God Abyss; this time you will lead the team to the Burial God Abyss and bring Yang Xuan back.'

The gray-robed elder respectfully said, 'Yes, Sect Leader!'

Although his face was respectful, his heart was filled with immense hatred, and he inwardly cursed, 'Damn Yang Xuan, making this old man have to go to the Burial God Abyss!'

You should know that this time the Burial God Abyss is erupting in a great war, with many star domains participating!

Its brutality will be unimaginable!

Even God Sovereign Realm cultivators might fall!

This will be the most terrifying collision in hundreds of thousands of years among many races and strange realms.

If he goes, can he survive?

Damn Yang Xuan!

But now the sect leader has an order; he can only proceed.

Huā Jiěyǔ said, "Elder Zhāng Yè, go now and select other elders and disciples to accompany you to the God‑Burying Abyss."

Zhāng Yè nodded, his face ferocious as he walked out of the Great Prison.

Select people?

We must select elders and disciples who normally bear grudges against us.

If we die, we all die together!

Moments later.

Huā Jiěyǔ also led Táng Jiǔ and Chǔ Yòuwēi out of the Great Prison.

Yáng Líng'ér was locked up again.

Her body was covered in wounds; pain writhed in the corner; trembling, she went to Yang Xuan's wood carving; cold tears continuously slid down her face.

"Brother."

"Brother……"

"They bully me……"

On the other side.

Huā Jiěyǔ, Táng Jiǔ, and Chǔ Yòuwēi returned to the Sect Leader's Hall.

Táng Jiǔ volunteered to massage Huā Jiěyǔ's shoulders.

He liked this the most.

The main point is that he can peek.

Behind his master Huā Jiěyǔ, he could smell the faint fragrance from her delicate body; combined with his rich imagination, he had already imagined knocking her over countless times.

But he has a thief's heart but no thief's guts.

He can only think about it.

Moments later, Huā Jiěyǔ let out a soft moan.

"Uh……"

"Mm……"

Comfortable.

One must admit, Táng Jiǔ's technique is still not bad.

Just then.

In Huā Jiěyǔ's bosom, a sound‑transmitting jade slip kept vibrating.

Her expression shifted slightly; she flicked her jade hand and told Táng Jiǔ, "Withdraw!"

Soon, Táng Jiǔ and Chǔ Yòuwēi withdrew.

Huā Jiěyǔ flicked her sleeve, laying several seal restrictions in the hall.

With a thought of her divine sense, she probed into the sound‑transmitting jade slip.

A lecherous middle‑aged man's voice appeared: "Huā Jiěyǔ, the disciples and elders of your Azure Sword Sect on the Sword Qi Great Wall have all died. According to the rules, you must immediately send someone over!"

Hearing this voice, Huā Jiěyǔ felt ill all over.

This man is Qín Gǔ, an elder of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

He is responsible for recruiting sword cultivators from the northern region of the Ancient Blaze Territory.

Only because.

The Sword Qi Great Wall is a slaughterhouse.

Every day, large numbers of sword cultivators die!

Therefore, constant replenishment is needed.

Already several times, the Sword Qi Great Wall has let a Nine‑Star God Sovereign realm expert descend, but Huā Jiěyǔ secretly engaged in some physical transactions with Qín Gǔ and thus escaped.

After all, compared to death, serving a foul‑smelling old man is relatively easy.

Moreover, this old man is long past his prime.

It's just a matter of a few breaths.

Thinking of this, Huā Jiěyǔ frowned.

Now, Qín Gǔ has sent another sound transmission; it seems he wants her to come over again.

Damn it!

That stench really makes her nauseous for months each time she returns to the sect.

She can't forget it!

What a smell!

The next instant.

Huā Jiěyǔ said, "I understand. I will come over. After the matter of the God‑Burying Abyss is settled."

At this moment, Qín Gǔ said, "This time, bring your disciple Chǔ Yòuwēi as well; I want double……"

Huā Jiěyǔ flew into a rage, grinding her teeth, saying, "You……"

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