Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok! Chapter 165

Watching the number of Fei Xing Sect disciples who could still move dwindling, Chen Muxue crept closer with the iron pan, her movents stealthy and secretive.

After her and Cen Lizhui’s analysis, they discovered that the iron pan was an extrely miraculous existence. Although it had consciousness, it lacked spiritual power. During the analysis, Cen Lizhui even began to suspect whether this thing really belonged to this world, a topic Chen Muxue quickly diverted from.

In short, they speculated that even a strong adversary at the Divinity Transformation Realm would not detect an attack from the iron pan, which seed as if it was from an ordinary person. This was because, for such a strong body, an ordinary person biting hard wouldn’t harm it in the slightest.

Thus, his body would not have a defense chanism against such an attack.

It’s like when you sleep at night, if a clever mosquito doesn’t buzz around your ear but quietly bites your leg, you’re likely only to notice when it starts itching, cursing as you press a cross on the bite, by which ti the mosquito has long fed itself and hidden away.

"Hahaha! Is this all there is to a Divinity Transformation Realm?"

Cen Lizhui jumped out, hands on his hips, his face twisted with cunning and taunts.

He sneakily glanced at Chen Muxue, and seeing her gaze, he quickly adjusted his expression, so he didn’t look as if he’d just been kicked by a donkey.

Jiang Xinghai halted his attack, the barbs on his golden whip now coated in flesh, with blood even dripping down. The last Fei Xing Sect disciple wobbled twice before collapsing to the ground.

The clearing now looked like a scene from mortal purgatory.

His bloodshot eyes instantly locked onto Cen Lizhui.

"Uh... I admit I was a bit loud just now..." Cen Lizhui quietly lowered his hands.

"Heh heh... ’is that all’? Indeed, the fact that you’re still alive suggests I’ve regressed." Jiang Xinghai’s laugh was quite bone-chilling.

As the golden whip lashed out again, Cen Lizhui gathered his spiritual power once more. This ti, however, he didn’t confront it directly but instead wrapped the whip in his spiritual power like a stream, attempting to alter its trajectory through vibrations.

The golden whip was softly nudged aside, Jiang Xinghai’s eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Excellent, you’re quite capable!"

The next second, the golden whip ca at him with even more forceful aggression, its spiritual power domineering and aggressively potent!

"Bang!"

Cen Lizhui had no choice but to use robust spiritual power as a shield. Upon impact, Jiang Xinghai remained unhard, while Cen Lizhui was sent flying by the shockwave!

"To withstand two moves, should I say as expected of an Immortal Sect disciple?" Jiang Xinghai’s lips curled into a grim smile, lifting his hand slowly like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Clang!"

Jiang Xinghai’s expression remained unchanged, yet his body swayed and he crashed straight to the ground.

"If it were soone else, they’d have turned into a shooting star by now." Chen Muxue grimaced and shook her arm, having exerted all her strength into that blow.

Outside the barrier, Sun Gui and other disciples squinted and turned their heads away.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t warned Jiang Xinghai; it was just that the way he rcilessly slaughtered those disciples left them unwilling.

As the lips fall, the teeth feel the cold. Watching those disciples fall like bloodied birds hit by a hunter always inevitably made them picture themselves there.

What if it were them who had entered the barrier just now?

"Elder..." A disciple looked cautiously at Sun Gui.

Sun Gui watched as Chen Muxue once again picked up Xiao Feng’s sword, but this ti she headed towards Jiang Xinghai. He sighed, shook his head, and said, "Let’s go back, let’s go back, we know nothing of the incident that occurred with the Fei Xing Sect today!"