Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

"It's just a piece of trash that I killed and couldn't even save his body..."

"Really?" Qin Zhen sneered.

"boom--"

The familiar thunder appeared in the sky again.

But the thunder this time was completely different from the thunder that Yun Yi had summoned before.

The thick clouds rolled and rushed towards us like waves.

If you look closely, you can see that the edge of the cloud is inlaid with purple light of thunder.

That is the existence that the monks are most familiar with:

Tribulation cloud.

But it was not just an ordinary calamity cloud, for there was a faint golden light flashing between the clouds.

That is clearly——

"How is it possible that a lightning of the Spiritual Transformation Stage can strike!?"

Yun Yi's expression changed again and again. He couldn't remember how many times he had lost his composure. It was because things were completely beyond his expectations.

You must know that the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Clan is completely different from that of ordinary cultivators. They do not need to break through the thunder tribulation when advancing.

but now……

The thunder tribulation during the Spirit Transformation Stage cannot be faked.

Only Qin Zhen and Jing Xing had extremely complicated expressions when they saw the surging calamity clouds.

It seems like admiration, like emotion, like...sorrow.

This thunder tribulation came for Yun Yi, but it was not caused by Yun Yi.

That was the calamity of thunder that Yun Ya had spent a hundred years, or perhaps even longer, to finally bring upon himself.

It was for this moment, to kill Yun Yi completely.

For this he was willing to die long ago.

The tribulation thunder of the Spirit Transformation Stage is the most dreaded terrifying existence for a demon cultivator who has not been able to completely transform into a Heavenly Demon.

When the thunder strikes, the body dies and the soul disappears, and there is no reincarnation.

But this is not the most terrifying thing. After all, for many magic practitioners, death is not actually scary.

But what if the process of death is infinitely prolonged?

The thunder will burn all evil spirits.

Before these things completely disappear, beings contaminated by evil spirits will continue to be burned by lightning and fire. It is a torture that "lingchi" is performed from body to soul.

You can't live, you can't die.

Yun Yi is afraid of death, and even more afraid of a life worse than death.

No, he absolutely did not want to die here!

To escape!

Escape immediately!

Yun Yi hurriedly tried to drag his body away, but wherever he ran, the thunder would follow him, and a subtle reaction was produced faintly.

Yun Yi had no idea that he had been tricked by Yun Ya's body, and he was eager to throw it away.

But no matter how he tried, he couldn't get rid of this body.

He was completely imprisoned in this body!

What he thought was a perfect container was actually a cage for him from the beginning to the end.

He thought that if he killed Yun Ya, he would no longer have to live under his shadow. In the end, he won the game between them.

It turned out that he lost miserably.

He didn't even have the courage to die bravely like Yun Ya.

He is not willing!

He is not willing to give in! ! !

It was obvious that he was the one who was chosen before he was born, it was obvious that he started practicing first, and it was obvious that he had more and better everything than Yun Ya, including family, master, and talent.

But why is he not as good as such a "useless person"?

But no matter how unwilling he was, the thunder still fell mercilessly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The purple-blue flames instantly engulfed Yun Yi, and his shrill screams continued to echo in the flames.

He wanted to run away, but countless pale hands suddenly stretched out from his body and grabbed his ankles.

Then it climbed up little by little until it covered Yun Yi's entire body.

There are so many of them that they are too numerous to count.

They were a pair of women's hands, slender, plain, with distinct joints.

Looking closely, it was clear that those hands were not strangling Yun Yi's body, but Yun Yi's soul!

The only bit of Yun Yi's soul that was left was torn apart by these hands, and then burned even more violently.

Gradually, even Yun Yi's sharp screams became weaker.

There was only the blazing flames and the sound of fierce burning.

It was the only sound coming from the altar at this moment.

Yun Yi died, his soul was scattered and no body was left.

But the fire of catastrophe was still burning, but it was no longer burning the clouds, but those pale hands.

Those were the women with evil fates captured by Yun Yi. They were brought here, had their heads chopped off, and their blood drained, becoming sacrifices to create a new demon.

After they died, even their souls turned into nourishment for Yun Yi's obsession, and they were unable to leave Bai Ye City.

If it weren't for the trace of demonic power that Lao He left in the food, which managed to protect their remaining souls, and if it weren't for City Lord Yun and Yun Niang hiding them in their bodies, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have a final chance for revenge.

Now, the person who harmed them is finally dead, and they can finally rest in peace.

"All the heads on the altar have their eyes closed." Qin Zhen said, and it rained heavily for these poor dead souls.

"The art of rebirth..." Elder Qi quickly recognized the origin of this rain. It was a magic technique that used rain as a medium.

A waste of dual spiritual roots of water and fire?

If he was really a waste, how could he possibly deal with a human disaster on his own?

If he was really a waste, how could he make such a "gentle" rain fall?

For the first time, Elder Qi accepted Qin Zhen's existence from the bottom of his heart.

Not as a junior, but as a friend and rival worthy of respect.

"boom--"

The altar collapsed, and the huge altar was razed to the ground and turned into a grave for those who died in vain.

Jingxing put away his sword and nodded slightly, bidding them a final farewell.

……

"Jingxing, Qinzhen, come here for a moment."

After everything was settled, Elder Fu Yao finally showed up.

Rarely, her face no longer had the usual relaxed smile on it, but instead had a hint of sadness on it.

"Where is Lao He?" Jing Xing realized something almost immediately.

Elder Fu Yao did not answer immediately, but just slightly closed his eyelids and lowered his head: "He wants to see you."

Qin Zhen suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Where is he?"

Fuyao brought the two of them to Nanyuan.

At this time, Old He was sitting in a daze in the yard where Yunniang used to live.

Qin Zhen almost couldn't recognize Lao He at first glance.

The chubby uncle in my impression was now skinny and his black hair had turned silver. He looked very old and hunched over like a shrimp.

"Old He..."

"You're here?" Lao He's voice sounded old and weak. Where was the vigor he had when he was arguing with Qin Zhen, Jing Xing and the others?

Qin Zhen didn’t know what had happened, but she knew why Lao He became like this.

For a promise.

An agreement between her and Lao He.

For a favor.

A favor that brought Jingxing and him together.

Qin Zhen's throat felt a little tight. She wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Old He smiled casually and said, "Why do you look like you're about to cry? Even if you cry, I won't teach you more recipes."

"Um……"