Chapter 326: The Demonic Star Descends [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

The scene, Xuan Xu Yi Qi was exhausted.

Before she could gather her Qi, the “Shuobude Nuni” sneered and leapt to her side.

Her right arm condensed Vajra Palm power and slashed toward her chest.

The palm wind stung Xuan Xu’s face, and she silently chanted “Amitabha,” forced to endure it with nothing but her bare flesh.

“Die!”

The Shuobude Nuni’s eyes revealed a flicker of contempt.

This flesh meeting heart is like an egg striking a stone—ultimately, the opponent’s body will turn to blood and mud beneath her palm.

But just as the palm force was about to collide, her waist’s Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag suddenly swelled outward!

Boom—

Without warning, the Shuobude Nuni felt her waist strike something like a bouncy ball, and she was instantly flung backward.

And that once-shriveled Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag now resembled a giant balloon stretched to its limit.

After knocking the nun over, it bounced on the ground and landed at the center of the battle.

Silence—

This sudden scene drew every eye in the crowd.

The righteous and demonic factions alike paused their actions, all fixing their gazes on the massive sphere.

“How could my Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag suddenly inflate?” The Shuobude Nuni rose from the ground, clutching her sore waist.

Thoom!!!

Before she could steady herself, the earth trembled violently, and everyone felt the ground shake beneath their feet.

The Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag emitted a dull heartbeat, like drumbeats.

As if a demonic embryo had just been born, it swelled another full circle.

Thoom!!

The rapid drumbeats returned again; the earth trembled once more under the bag’s expansion, and the Qian Kun Yi Qi Bag swelled further.

In an instant, the Shuobude Nuni connected this to the young man previously sealed inside the bag.

“No way…” Wei Yixiao also voiced doubt.

But no matter how they speculated, instinctively, as if their bodies reacted on their own—

Both righteous and demonic sides retreated backward, obeying their primal instincts.

Thoom! Thoom!! Thoom!!!

The drumlike vibrations grew denser, each louder than the last.

The earth quaked as if in an earthquake, and the bag’s expansion slowed, as if stretched to its absolute limit.

Finally!

After being suppressed to the extreme, the cloth bag tore open with a crack.

A streak of black light shot out, then a second, third, fourth…

Countless black beams, like fine needles, pierced the bag with countless holes, until one colossal, soul-shattering black ray pierced straight through the entire bag—rising into the sky!

Boom—

In that instant, a thunderous roar echoed through the heavens, like the wrath of heaven itself!

Even those who had retreated ten zhang were still blown away by the exploding shockwave.

The entire mountain peak shuddered violently in the explosion; smoke and dust engulfed the entire peak, then a massive black hand swept through the air, clearing the debris.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, a vast spiderweb-shaped crater appeared where the explosion had occurred.

At its center, a handsome young man with flowing white hair was wrapped in swirling black energy, his crimson eyes scanning the entire scene.

“It’s really him!”

Though his height and aura were vastly different, Wei Yixiao still recognized the boy’s identity as he gazed upon the handsome, white-haired youth.

“Fang Shaoxia…”

Xuan Xu and the other righteous sect members hesitated to recognize him, for the boy’s aura now differed utterly from before.

The heart-phase energy swirling around him carried a tyrannical, evil aura—so demonic, it made the demonic sects seem tame by comparison.

In the scene, Fang Can loosened his five fingers, surprised that breaking that solid space had taken him seven punches.

“I have a question!”

Fang Can raised a slender finger, his tone calm, his gaze sweeping the crowd: “Who put me in that bag?”

Without needing to ask, as soon as he spoke, his eyes locked onto the “Shuobude Nuni.”

His intuition told him—it was this bald nun who did it.

Instantly, a warm smile spread across his face.

In an instant!

The Shuobude Nuni felt icy coldness spread through her entire body, death’s breath surging from her feet to her skull.

Before she could react, Fang Can lightly stamped his left foot on the ground.

A massive crack split the earth, and his body appeared before the “Shuobude” as if teleported.

Gazing at the pale-faced woman, Fang Can sneered coldly, his fist—driven like a meteor—slammed toward the nun’s skull.

Extreme speed brought extreme power!

If it struck, not only would the nun’s head be shattered, but her entire body would be torn apart into bloody chunks.

But before impact, Wei Yixiao, sensing danger in advance, had already summoned a cloak of black lightning.

In a flash of light and shadow, using the world’s supreme body technique and the doubled speed boost of [Reverse Light Demon Shadow],

she seized the Shuobude Nuni’s body a step ahead.

Watching the air ripple like waves around Fang Can’s fist, Wei Yixiao was horrified.

Merely through raw physical strength alone, he had already matched her speed-boosted body!

In just one night, not only had his appearance and aura changed, but his power had surged beyond measure—he was truly a demonic star reborn.

Filled with terror, she dared not face his sharpness.

Wei Yixiao unhesitatingly grabbed the nun and dodged Fang Can’s punch.

“Boom!”

The punch missed, and terrifying qi pressure piled layer upon layer, compressing the air ahead into a pure vacuum tunnel.

Along the tunnel’s path, several first-transformation demonic cultivators were instantly shredded into blood mist.

“Tsk… running little mice!” Fang Can muttered irritably: “Since you’re so sisterly, then die together.”

The next instant, black light flashed, and Fang Can’s body surged toward Wei Yixiao.

Watching the handsome man grow larger before her eyes, Wei Yixiao felt like a mortal facing a supersonic fighter jet diving straight at her.

Along the way, merely by moving, he tore a deep fissure through the earth.

The demonic figure loomed ever larger before her.

“Run… if I don’t run, I’ll die!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Wei Yixiao’s body darted wildly sideways.

At extreme speed, a streak of black lightning trailed behind her, barely evading Fang Can’s outstretched palm.

“I made it…”

Before she could relax, the next instant, she felt her body tighten violently.

Turning back in shock and terror, she saw the black lightning she had left behind now pinned in place by a pale white hand.

[Second-Transformation Inheritance: Absolute Contact]

At this moment, the black lightning, bound to Wei Yixiao’s body, became a rope in Fang Can’s Absolute Contact.

“Got you, little mouse!”

Fang Can grinned savagely and yanked the black lightning with all his strength.

Amid a deafening rush of air, Wei Yixiao and the Shuobude Nuni were flung upward and slammed violently onto the earth.

As the ground trembled violently beneath their feet,

the two sisters, bound by affection, bled and flesh merged into one bloody mass.

(End of Chapter)