The Soul-Fixing Nail was forced out and fell to the ground with two loud clinks.
Nanli’s head throbbed, and the pain spread to her chest, making her feel as though her heart was being torn apart. Even after a thousand years, she could still feel the agony of being wounded all over.
But the suffering did not end there.
She was trapped within the God-Slaying Formation, unable to move even an inch, and the pain was indescribable.
Faces flashed in her mind: Qingwu, Yan Buxiu, Shanhai, Ji Chengyi, Valley Lord Yang, and Palace Master Du. Together, they had activated the God-Slaying Formation, their eyes filled with excitent and cruelty.
Within the formation, she lay in a pool of her own blood, already on the verge of death.
Valley Lord Yang hesitated, his hand hovering, but Qingwu imdiately shouted, "Don’t hesitate! Don’t stop! If we don’t drain her strength, she’ll have the chance to retaliate, and it’ll be us who die!"
The other five followed suit without any hesitation, continuing to pour their spiritual energy into the formation.
She was engulfed in layers of radiant light, her divine power slowly weakening and dissipating.
At this mont, she struggled to prop herself up, her cold eyes sweeping over the group. Her voice was chilling. "Where’s Siheng? He had the courage to plot against , but now he’s too afraid to show himself?"
Qingwu sneered. "You, an Evil Girl, don’t deserve to see Celestial Sovereign."
"Haha..." Nanli laughed bitterly, a solitary tear sliding down her cheek.
The God-Slaying Formation intensified, its light becoming blinding.
She howled in agony.
Yun Jianchu also received fragnts of her mories.
"You..." She paused, her voice trembling. "How can you be in an even worse state than I am?"
Earlier, she had won their bet, yet she no longer felt the desire to take over Nanli’s body. Was she still human? No, she was nothing but a fragnt of a Demon Soul, and in her past life, she hadn’t been human but a demon from the demon race.
The light from the Glassy Bottle slowly faded, and its power had almost completely rged into Nanli’s body. Her spiritual energy spread outward, and she leaped forward, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage!
Thunder rumbled from above, as though warning Nanli that her tribulation was imminent, urging her to prepare.
When Yan Rui saw that he couldn’t stop her, he was imdiately terrified and tried to flee on his sword.
However, halfway through his flight, his path was blocked.
Yan Rui’s face turned pale, and his body involuntarily trembled.
Nanli stood before him, her bloodied robes flowing in the wind.
She was stunning, yet cold and detached, sending a chill down his spine.
"Leaving already? Didn’t you want to witness my abilities?" Her voice had changed, no longer like before.
Yan Rui gasped, unwilling to respond. He turned and put all his effort into flying forward, determined to distance himself from her.
But—
A surge of powerful spiritual energy ca from behind, fierce and unrelenting. Yan Rui didn’t have ti to dodge or block it, and his legs were instantly severed!
He looked down at his bloodied stumps, his mind still foggy. Only then did the pain register in his brain.
He scread, but his cries were drowned out by the roaring thunder.
Without legs, how could he maintain control of his sword?
He fell to the ground with his sword, but the energy in his Dantian remained, so his fall wasn’t as catastrophic as it could have been.
He quickly pulled out the Telestone and chanted the summoning spell. "Mother! Co save ! Co save ! Nanli has obtained the Glassy Bottle, and she’s regained so of her power!"
Sima Xin’s voice was urgent. "What?! A’Rui, where are you?!"
"I’m in..."
Before Yan Rui could finish, soone descended from above and crushed his hand with a single stomp.
"Ahhh—"
The Telestone flew out of his hand.
"A’Rui! What happened to you?!" Sima Xin’s voice ca through frantically.
Nanli did not move her foot, bending down to pick up the Telestone, and lightly parted her red lips. "He’s still alive... but who knows for how much longer."
Sima Xin froze, then her rage exploded. "Nanli! If you dare kill my son, I swear by Penglai Island that we will never forgive you!"
Nanli sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "Did you ever consider today when you destroyed my inner core and split my flesh and blood?"
Sima Xin choked, but she would never admit her fault. She retorted, "This was the decision of Jifeng Celestial Sovereign and Qingwu. We were rely following orders. If you want revenge, your true enemies are them."
Nanli didn’t respond with many words.
She glanced over at Yan Rui, who, despite his years of experience in the North Sea, was now utterly powerless before her. He was like an ordinary person, unable to resist in the slightest.
She spoke coldly, "If you want your son’s life back, then exchange it for the Glassy Bottle from Penglai Island."
Sima Xin feigned ignorance. "What Glassy Bottle? You can have whatever magical item or spirit stone you want, but what you ask for doesn’t exist. Are you trying to force to give up my son’s life?"
Nanli’s expression darkened.
She pressed down with more force, mixing her spiritual energy into Yan Rui’s ridians. He imdiately cried out in agony, his screams growing louder.
"Mother! Mother!!" Yan Rui’s voice cracked, tears streaming down his face. "Stop lying! I can’t bear it anymore!"
Sima Xin cursed her son for being weak, but now, she was helpless. She could only beg, "Nanli, let’s talk. The more you tornt my son, the further you push away the things you want."
"One last chance," Nanli asked coldly. "Will you trade or not?"
"I’ve already told you there is no Glassy Bottle," Sima Xin snapped. "We only followed orders to deal with you. As for what Celestial Sovereign and Qingwu did with your body, I know nothing."
Nanli spoke slowly and deliberately:
"The Spirit Trees of your six sects were ant to wither, but for so unknown reason, they have flourished again. With the strength of my past life, you took my inner core and blood, placed them into the Glassy Bottles, and revived the Spirit Trees."
"But for so reason, after a thousand years, the Spirit Trees of Limitless Palace and Frosty Valley began to wither again. The Glassy Bottle I’ve received likely belongs to one of these factions, doesn’t it?"
"Lady Sima, I have limited patience. Don’t think you can deceive any longer."
Sima Xin ground her teeth, calculating for a mont, then replied, "Since you know how important the Glassy Bottle is to our sects, you should never have brought it up. I will never agree to this. If you spare my son, Penglai Island and House Sima will stop pursuing you for poisoning my husband and will offer you many magical items and pills."
"Fine, then wait for your son on Penglai Island," Nanli said coldly.
She crushed the Telestone without hesitation.
Her eyes were filled with killing intent.
Yan Rui looked up and trembled. "You... what are you going to do? Didn’t you promise my mother... to spare ?"
"Spare you? What a joke."
Nanli raised the Dark Moon Sword.
"Don’t worry, my sword strikes fast and true. There won’t be much pain."
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