The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits Chapter 1377: 1390: Evil King Pursues His Consort (9)

Capítulo 1377: Chapter 1390: Evil King Pursues His Consort (9)

No one expected Master Shui to suddenly turn hostile; Xuanyazi’s attempt to dissuade was too late.

“Hmph.” Ancestor Yu snorted coldly, and the golden sword that had been swiftly heading towards Su Li flew back, directly piercing Master Shui’s forehead and disappearing.

Master Shui imdiately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xuanyazi, trembling with fear, pulled Master Shui and knelt down, “Disciple has behaved recklessly, please punish us, Ancestor.”

In his heart, Xuanyazi probably wished to curse Master Shui thoroughly.

Seeing the situation ahead, it was obvious that the Ancestor didn’t intend to make a fuss with Su Li. They still rushed forward, wasn’t this just a slap in the Ancestor’s face?

Do you think he doesn’t feel hurt seeing his disciples, whom he treats like his own children, suffer in such a state?

But no matter how painful, he must endure it.

Previously, Master Shui didn’t seem like a reckless person, so why did he act so impulsively this ti?

The Ancestor wouldn’t care about two juniors, but he wouldn’t watch two promising elite disciples perish like this.

Ancestor didn’t intervene, surely because he knew Qianzhong and Linglong were not in mortal danger.

Just because he rationally understood this fact, didn’t an it sat well emotionally.

Yet facing the Ancestor’s overwhelming presence, his body involuntarily trembling returned Master’s Shui’s rationality. Although emotionally resentful, he could only swallow his grievances.

Su Li regretfully shook her wrist.

Ancestor Yu was clever and didn’t give her a chance to act, how…uninspiring.

Watching Su Li’s casual actions, Ancestor Yu felt alard, yet mostly puzzled.

From what he knew, eighty years ago, this misbehaving disciple was only at the Foundation Establishnt stage, but now…he couldn’t even fathom her cultivation level.

This was sowhat problematic.

The slim chance of survival seed to rest upon this person, and persuading her to sacrifice herself for others seed almost impossible.

Not even forcibly persuading her was feasible.

At this mont, Ancestor Yu felt great dissatisfaction towards Xuanyazi as the Sect Leader.

If it weren’t for his poor managent, pushing such an outstanding disciple onto the opposing side, if she were still a disciple within the Beast Taming Sect, whether through ntor-student connection or sect elder relations, she might have considered his points.

“No no no, it’s not a misunderstanding.”

“We’re just enemies, the kind that won’t rest until one’s dead.” Su Li suddenly said with a smile.

No one present understood, but Su Li opened her palm, gesturing upwards towards the cliff below, “Rise.”

A loud clashing of tal initiated, and four thick chains, like serpents, erged from the cliff bottom.

“It’s Binding Immortal Rope.” Xuanyazi exclaid joyfully, quickly forming seals, trying to retrieve it.

But the Binding Immortal Rope didn’t budge, instead being summoned by Su Li’s five fingers.

Xuanyazi shouted in horror, “Ancestor…”

The Beast Taming Sect’s artifact, there was no way Ancestor Yu would let it fall into others’ hands.

He also attempted to grasp it in mid-air, but unexpectedly, the once peaceful chain abruptly beca agile, its tail whipping towards Ancestor Yu.

In theory, he was a Great Mahayana Venerable, shouldn’t be unable to dodge this, but the truth proved otherwise.

His body seed forcefully pinned by a trendous power, unable to move, enduring the chain’s fierce lash.

The next mont, a second whip descended, totaling four lashes before the restraining force dissipated.

A mouthful of blood with fragnts of flesh and organs spewed out, Ancestor Yu’s face turned pale, streaks of white hair appeared at his temples, his spine slightly bent, instantaneously aging significantly.

Originally appearing as an aloof, handso youthful True Immortal figure, now transford into the image of a middle-aged man.

All present were shocked and struck by silence.

Su Li also widened her eyes in surprise, “Aren’t you going to fight ?”

She had humiliated their forebear, shouldn’t soone with blood and courage charge forward for revenge?

Yet these elders froze, so discreetly retreated a few steps.

When Binding Immortal Rope appeared, Ancestor Yu imdiately sensed sothing unusual; like a lifeless object, it contained no spiritual energy at all.

He roared furiously, “You extinguished the Artifact Spirit’s will of Binding Immortal Rope….”

It was soon to ascend as an Immortal Artifact, now its class was reduced by multiple tiers; Ancestor Yu couldn’t help but be infuriated.

With Ancestor Yu’s words, Xuanyazi imdiately envisioned many possibilities.

For instance, Beast Taming Sect’s top religious status might be jeopardized, during the next interest distribution, situations he couldn’t accept might occur…..

“Back then, I should have ended this woman right there.”

“Yeah, such a pity….” Su Li echoed with a smile.

Outside, these folks were chattering incessantly, while inside the barrier, tortured Shui Linglong felt each second was as long as a year, no, a second is as long as a year.

Each breath was an unbearably lengthy tornt for her.

She never knew that when pain shook the soul, she’d wish for death to cease such endless agony.

If she had the strength now to end herself, she wouldn’t hesitate to strike a palm.

Beside her, Fu Qianzhong fared slightly better, yet still worse than Shui Linglong.

After all, there was still a significant realm difference between the two.

When Shui Linglong hurt to the point her consciousness blurred, she couldn’t help but feel boundless regret.

She shouldn’t have provoked Su Li, she had lived quite well her entire life.

As the pain escalated, shaking her soul, Shui Linglong began to bla Fu Qianzhong.

If not for him, she wouldn’t have any grudges against Su Li, wouldn’t have attracted this calamity.

She even resented her father….

Why, why hasn’t he co to save all this ti.

Kill that woman, kill her….

Why, why are they all watching be tortured and humiliated.

Shui Linglong horrifiedly discovered, as those dark hurricanes touched her body, her cultivation was slowly reversing.

Nascent Soul Perfection, Nascent Soul Middle Stage, Nascent Soul Early Stage…..the small Nascent Soul in her Dantian began bearing black fractured lines.

Once it reached the critical point, this Nascent Soul resembling herself would…with a bam, shatter into pieces.

No one in the world could save her…no, there’s still one.

Lishan, she still had Lishan….

Whenever she was in dire straits, Lishan would appear tily, it would surely be the sa this ti.

As Shui Linglong shouted internally, Evil King Yun Lishan, living up to her expectations, led a group of Demon Sect mbers, enclosing the Lingfeng Mountain Cliff top.

“A Great Mahayana Venerable is truly a Venerable, how wide-hearted that he endures a lowly weakling bouncing on his turf.”