Capítulo 989: Chapter 819: Heart Demon (Part 3)
Zhao Changhe didn’t have ti for sentint, suddenly shouted loudly, and thrust his sword forward into the void.
Space was torn apart, dinsion shattered!
No matter what form Bodhisattva exists in, this attack must have so effect… If Piaomiao suddenly strikes to form a pincer attack, Bodhisattva will have more than he can handle!
However, the shadow ahead flickered, the Galaxy Sword struck empty, and Bodhisattva’s existence sohow seed completely unaffected… As for Piaomiao, she didn’t burst into action to assist with the pincer attack as imagined; instead, Snow Eagle’s sword stabbed toward Piaomiao’s back.
Zhao Changhe glanced out of the corner of his eye, heart sinking… Piaomiao actually stood still, clearly invaded by the stone wall illusion.
How did he escape the Heart Demon, yet Piaomiao fell into the trap? She just protected him, how did she fall into it? In terms of cultivation, she is a top expert of the Imperial Realm Third Layer; in terms of will, she has no desires and is completely passive… um, not right!
Today, Piaomiao’s Heart Demon weighs heavier than anyone’s; she’s no longer the Piaomiao without desires from years ago! This place happens to be her nesis.
Zhao Changhe couldn’t spare Bodhisattva another blow, Dragon Sparrow swiftly turned, warding off Snow Eagle’s sword. Then, he grabbed Piaomiao, attempting to flee.
“Get lost!” Piaomiao abruptly turned, and her palm slamd into Zhao Changhe’s chest.
The stone wall couldn’t absorb her soul, yet it provoked her intense Heart Demon; her character changed, becoming an entranced Piaomiao ruled by hatred.
The worries of the past two days ca true in a phrase!
Zhao Changhe instantly altered the composition of the muscles in his chest, forcefully taking the blow, hearing a “crack” from his ribs, slightly fractured. Zhao Changhe groaned, directly using the force of the palm to float backward, pulling Piaomiao along several miles away.
“King Zhao should stay!” Bodhisattva and Snow Eagle were like lightning, chasing swiftly, instantly arriving behind: “Didn’t expect King Zhao calculated everything but didn’t foresee those beside him, haha… Give up, if you escape alone, considering your mastery of spatial arts, there’s still a chance; dragging her along is purely courting death.”
Zhao Changhe returned his blade with a strike capable of shattering thousands of troops, briefly hindering the pursuers, before wordlessly flying forward. Ahead was the Illusion Beast transford into Sisi blocking the way, while the fierce Piaomiao he held unleashed another palm strike toward his abdon.
Dragging her along truly ant carrying a dagger to stab himself. Before this, Zhao Changhe never imagined that the mishap would occur with Piaomiao… Originally, he considered her a deadly weapon against Bodhisattva, yet she turned into his death curse.
The situation abruptly spiraled out of control, turning into a true predicant of being besieged on all sides, with life hanging by a thread.
It’s important to realize that he couldn’t defeat Piaomiao alone… Let alone dragging her close to get beaten, while unable to retaliate, with a Demon God behind pursuing him with all his might yet hardly able to win.
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath, his gaze calm to the utmost.
The more perilous the situation, the more it heightens his fighting spirit, even his delight.
Abandoning Piaomiao was absolutely impossible; he never chose to leave his teammates to escape, especially when the body was Yangyang’s—how could he leave it behind to run away?
But first, he must solve the issue with Piaomiao… Being unable to defeat her didn’t matter; he held her hand, so he had his ways.
With a thought, the Heavenly Book jumped out from his ring, directly shielding the position where Piaomiao’s palm was heading.
Neither heaven nor earth could damage the Heavenly Book as it steadily withstood Piaomiao’s attack, making both retreat further again. Simultaneously, the Soul Chain detached from Zhao Changhe’s sea of consciousness, drilling into Piaomiao’s body through the hand he held, swiftly penetrating to the Spirit Platform, tightly entwining Piaomiao’s sea of consciousness.
Piaomiao glared at Zhao Changhe fiercely, continuing to swing her palms at him, but this ti almost causing him no harm at all.
——Piaomiao was essentially a Spiritual Body, her cultivation resides entirely in the Divine Soul. The body was Cui Yuanyang’s, pure energy stacked to form flesh. Once the Divine Soul was locked, this attack was rely akin to small and tender fists softly beating against Zhao Changhe’s Body Refining level…
Zhao Changhe’s explosive Qi Force spread through her ridians, sealing her acupuncture points, causing Piaomiao’s body to slacken entirely of power.
Bodhisattva behind stared in stupor; who imagined that Piaomiao, clearly much stronger than Zhao Changhe, could be captured in one round! Even if Piaomiao was not lucid, failing to evade the Soul Chain in ti, such instant change was incredibly ludicrous.
Blood trickled from Zhao Changhe’s mouth, resisting the pain of rib fractures, adjusting his stance to carry Piaomiao on his back, wildly slashing through the Illusion Beast obstructing him ahead, escaping ferociously.
In Piaomiao’s sea of consciousness, Cui Yuanyang, tightly bound together and affected, quietly watched everything, despite being in a dire place, with eyes full of reminiscence.
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