Chapter 1184

Originally, Yang Kongdong had finally restored his soul after great effort, but upon hearing Leng Ningxiang's voice, his joy instantly vanished.

That day, Leng Ningxiang had aimed at his neck and struck first, and her voice suddenly echoed in his ear.

He dodged in time, did not lose his head, only had his left arm severed by Leng Ningxiang.

Before he could ask why, other concubines appeared one after another, dismembering him.

"Where are you!"

"Yang Lang, I am inside your body."

Leng Ningxiang's voice appeared again; the left arm just reattached to his body exhaled a wisp of icy mist, which gradually condensed into a cold beauty in night attire.

"Leng, Leng Ningxiang..."

"Yang Lang, you didn't used to call me that." The cold beauty spoke with a low tone, creating a stark contrast that made one want to comfort her.

Yang Kongdong steeled himself, dared not look into Leng Ningxiang's eyes, and called her nickname as gently as possible: "Xiang'er."

"Why won't you look at me?"

Yang Kongdong's scalp tingled, so he forced himself to look up at Leng Ningxiang's eyes and called again gently: "Xiang'er."

Leng Ningxiang smiled faintly, stroked Yang Kongdong's face, and said: It was this voice that made me fail repeatedly in my assassinations of Yang Lang; it was his gentleness that made me realize not everyone is driven by profit, and there is still true affection in this world.

"Yang Lang, why are you so outstanding?"

But why do so many people like you?

"Yang Lang, why do you think of other sisters when you're on a date with me?"

Why have you never refused other sisters' affections?

"Yang Lang, which sister do you like the most?"

Wouldn't it be better if you only liked me?

"Yang Lang, will you always be with me?"

Will you always be with me?

Leng Ningxiang's cold gaze turned blood-red like the setting sun, fixed tightly on Yang Kongdong, her scallion-white jade hand gently stroking his left arm.

This time, no other sisters will disturb us!

Mu Baiyi and others took the opportunity to recover from their injuries, seeking a chance to attack, but just then, Leng Ningxiang coldly turned her head and glanced at the three of them, frightening them into inaction; they had a premonition that if they dared to move against Yang Kongdong, Leng Ningxiang would assassinate them!

The might of the ancient assassin was fully displayed at this moment!

"Don't appear!" Yang Kongdong, his palm wrapped in spiritual energy, fanned away Leng Ningxiang.

He realized that the Leng Ningxiang before him was merely an obsession, not a threat.

Indeed, Leng Ningxiang does not know she is still alive; she could not possibly be hiding in an ice coffin waiting for him.

Earlier, it was simply that Leng Ningxiang's obsession was too deep; she clung to the ice coffin until death, and the obsession attached to it.

A cold breeze blew on Yang Kongdong's occiput: "Yang Lang, how could you treat me this way?"

Yang Kongdong jerked his head back, and there was still Leng Ningxiang!

Immediately after, Leng Ningxiang vanished; Yang Kongdong extended his divine sense to search, found nothing, and it seemed like just an illusion.

"Yang Lang, are you looking for me?"

Yang Kongdong's forehead beaded with sweat; even when Leng Ningxiang spoke, he could not locate her position, not even the most likely left arm.

He took two deep breaths, spoke as gently as possible: "Xiang'er, you know, among all the sisters, I like you the most, and I promise to be with you."

"Really, Yang Lang?" Leng Ningxiang's tone rose by two degrees compared to before.

"Of course it's true; when have I ever lied to Xiang'er?"

"But Xiang'er, since we are together, we shouldn't have secrets between us, right?"

"Right."

"Then tell me, where exactly are you hiding?"

A mist emerged from the left arm; Leng Ningxiang appeared: "Yang Lang, actually I have always been inside your left arm; it's just that your Slaughter Heart Technique hasn't been cultivated to perfection, so you can't see me."

"Can you come out of my arm? In exchange, I will tell you a secret."

"Of course." Hearing Yang Kongdong's words, Leng Ningxiang hesitated not, left his left arm, and openly appeared before him.

Leng Ningxiang wore a black tight-fitting night outfit, no elaborate hairstyle, simply tied in a high ponytail, her figure well-proportioned; her expression was icy, only showing a womanly side when facing Yang Kongdong.

Yang Kongdong suddenly struck out, fiercely gripping Leng Ningxiang's neck.

Leng Ningxiang would not deceive herself; the Leng Ningxiang before her was all her obsession.

"Yang, Yang Lang..." Leng Ningxiang felt Yang Kongdong's grip on her neck tightening, panicked, not understanding what she had done wrong, why Yang Lang would treat her this way.

"You haven't told Xiang'er your secret yet."

"My secret is, crazy woman, I hate you the most!"

Yang Kongdong clenched tightly, extinguishing Leng Ningxiang's obsession.

The annoying voice vanished; the left arm truly belonged to him, and Yang Kongdong felt utterly refreshed.

"Avici Hell—Boundless!"

"Blazing Sun Seizes the Moon!"

"Burning Character Technique!"

Three Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators attacked simultaneously, taking advantage of Yang Kongdong's engagement with Leng Ningxiang to accumulate techniques, directly unleashing their ultimate moves.

"Kongdong Seal!"

This is the technique he devised after completing his cultivation, gathering the concubines, unique to himself!

Originally, he wanted to find Leng Ningxiang's inheritance through these three to make her vanish forever from this world; since Leng Ningxiang's obsession is already gone, there's no need to hold back!

As the Kongdong Seal was unleashed, heaven and earth lost color, chaos exploded, runes surged, and it powerfully suppressed the three!

Their respective ultimate techniques were shattered by the Kongdong Seal; the three vomited blood continuously and crashed to the ground.

"And all of you..."

Yang Kongtong revealed a cruel expression; the people of Muxue City knew his identity, saw his disgrace, and not a single one could be left alive!

"Plucking Blossom Immortal Palm."

The void roared, as if several true dragons were howling; the Plucking Blossom Immortal Palm's attack range was vast, covering the entire Muxue City!

Even if the Muxue City's moat grand formation were activated, it could not block this palm!

Murong Daya stared at this extremely terrifying palm, frightened into sitting paralyzed on the ground; in despair, he kept muttering "It's over, it's over."

At the very moment the Plucking Blossom Immortal Palm was about to land.

"Shock Heaven!"

A deep voice echoed across the heavens; the words "Shock Heaven" carried immense weight, colliding with the fist and the Plucking Blossom Immortal Palm, forcefully withstanding this strike!

Swish, a sword came from the west; the sword passed, leaving an afterimage; Yang Kongtong touched his face, and his face was actually sliced open!

This was the first time he had been injured in battle!

"Who is it? Come out!"

No one answered him.

Murong Daya stared blankly at the two people standing side by side before him, his expression dazed.

He was closest, saw most clearly, and it was these two people who blocked the immortal palm capable of destroying the city!

"Xiao Lu, Xiao Meng, just who are you?"

Lu Yang turned back and smiled brightly.

"Daya, didn't I say it? I am Lu Yang."