Chapter 544
Chapter 544: They All Want To Kill Yu Zhao
“Yu Zhao, you really did not let me down.”
Nan Gong Yin’s figure appeared out of the clouds. Her long fiery red hair hung loose over her body like blazing light, making her sharp features look even fiercer.
“Nan Gong Yin, I have no wish to be your enemy.”
“The greatest respect I can show an opponent is to kill her with my own hands.”
Nan Gong Yin slowly curled her lips. The madness hidden deep in her eyes spread outward in an instant.
Ever since she met Yu Zhao in Godsfall Land, she had wanted to kill her every single moment.
She had finally waited for this moment.
Nan Gong Yin stretched out her right hand and closed her fingers on empty air.
A fiery red longsword dropped into her palm.
The temperature around them shot up. Even the air turned scorching hot in an instant.
Just as Nan Gong Yin was about to strike, a streak of black light shot toward Yu Zhao like lightning.
Nan Gong Yin frowned. Without thinking, she swung her sword toward the black light.
A wall of roaring fire surged out and swallowed the black light.
Thick black smoke rolled.
Ye Cong Xin’s figure stepped out of the smoke. Her cold eyes slanted toward Nan Gong Yin as she said in an icy voice: “Do not stick your nose into this.”
At Daqian Alliance Plaza, she had seen Yu Zhao interact with Nan Gong Yin and mistaken them for old acquaintances. She had taken Nan Gong Yin’s move just now as her trying to protect Yu Zhao.
Nan Gong Yin’s lip curled in open mockery as she said: “She is mine.”
Ye Cong Xin’s gaze turned even colder: “Then I will kill you first.”
Before her voice fell, black qi suddenly surged up from beneath her feet.
Faint green light flickered inside the black qi, making it look very strange.
“Condense!”
The black qi above her head quickly gathered together and formed a huge black sword.
At the same time, a cold, hopeless aura spread wildly in all directions.
Lu Jiu Yuan and the others had just stepped into Painting Mountain when a powerful wave of Dao Intent slammed into them. Their Soul Force spun to protect them.
The two forces crashed, and their bodies were blasted back hundreds of zhang.
“They are fighting already?”
Lu Jiu Yuan was not shocked but excited. He rushed forward, eager to join in.
But before he could get close, Nan Gong Yin and Ye Cong Xin joined hands and knocked him flying.
“Get lost!”
Lu Jiu Yuan tumbled away, covered in dust.
The other people also did not want to get dragged into the fight between the two women and quickly fled far away.
In the center, only three figures were left: Yu Zhao, Nan Gong Yin, and Ye Cong Xin.
Nan Gong Yin and Ye Cong Xin were fighting fiercely. Yu Zhao, who was being ignored by both of them, actually looked a bit bored.
She could only stare at Ye Cong Xin and study her carefully. The more she looked, the more she felt Ye Cong Xin had changed a lot.
Ye Cong Xin had always been frail. In the past, her attacks were all about speed. Her style had been extremely fast and ever changing.
Now Ye Cong Xin had cultivated a whole new Cultivation Technique. Her whole body gave off an eerie, sinister aura. Even her Dao Intent seemed as if it had been soaked in poison.
The main problem was that Ye Cong Xin used to act kind and harmless on purpose to win people’s hearts.
By rights, after she came to the Middle World, she should have kept that act and continued to harvest favorability. How had she ended up becoming the Saintess of Shura Prison?
Everyone in the Middle World avoided anything related to Shura Prison like the plague.
That went completely against her original goal.
Unless… Ye Cong Xin no longer needed Favorability and had found a new way to plunder.
[No, that did not seem quite right either.]
Yu Zhao suddenly remembered the Divine Maiden she met in Xiao He Realm.
That woman had also mastered the Art of Fate.
But that Divine Maiden’s Art of Fate had many limits. If she broke any of them, she would suffer Heaven’s Retribution.
If Ye Cong Xin was using the same kind of Magic Arts, why had nothing happened to her?
Yu Zhao felt all of her thoughts tangled together into a ball of thread. But as long as she found the loose end, every problem would have an answer.
“Yu Zhao! Go die!”
Dazzling golden light exploded.
A sharp, metallic killing aura surged at her from all directions.
“Ding ding, dang dang.”
A clear, bright bell sound suddenly rang out. It sounded like a mountain stream, yet also like metal striking stone.
Invisible sound waves spread slowly like ripples on water and dissolved all the surging golden aura.
When she saw that her first strike had missed, Jin Yuan drew a golden short blade into her hand.
She stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, she appeared behind Yu Zhao. The short blade in her hand quickly lengthened into a longsword and stabbed straight toward Yu Zhao’s Dantian.
“If you dare touch her, you are asking to die!”
A red Flying Sword and a black Flying Sword shot toward Jin Yuan side by side, raising a shrill howling sound.
Two different Dao Intents crashed down like two huge mountains.
Jin Yuan’s pupils shrank. Her Flying Sword turned into countless grains of golden sand and wrapped around her.
Boom!
The Flying Swords and Dao Intents landed together.
Yu Zhao and Jin Yuan’s figures were drowned at once in a sea of black fire.
Feng Jiu Si, Shui Qiu Bai, and Huo Shao Yan all stared, dumbfounded.
“What is going on?”
“Isn’t that Saintess from Shura Prison enemies with Yu Zhao? Why did she attack Jin Yuan?”
“Nan Gong Yin gets along well with Yu Zhao, so why are they fighting?”
“Who is on whose side? Who is fighting who?”
“Cough, cough!”
A wave of golden sand swept past.
A slightly disheveled Jin Yuan appeared in front of everyone.
She glared hatefully at Nan Gong Yin and Ye Cong Xin and said in a hoarse voice: “You two joined hands to target me!”
Nan Gong Yin let out a cold snort from her throat, her face full of ridicule.
Ye Cong Xin was even more arrogant. She flicked her nails and said: “With you, you think you deserve that?”
“Then why did you stop me from killing Yu Zhao?”
Jin Yuan roared in unwilling rage.
To wash away her past shame, she had taken a huge risk and entered the Family Clan secret realm, Myriad Gold Tomb, again and again walking along the edge of life and death.
What had supported her and finally let her walk out of Myriad Gold Tomb alive was her towering hatred for Yu Zhao.
She had never suffered such a heavy loss on one person.
Even more, that person had been a furnace she had always looked down on.
To her, that was a huge humiliation.
She had sworn that she would kill Yu Zhao with her own hands.
Today was the closest she had ever come to fulfilling that oath.
But two roadblocks had suddenly jumped out.
The anger in Jin Yuan’s chest almost burned her up, bones and all.
Jin Yuan was already so mad she was about to pass out, while the two women across from her were still cold and full of contempt.
Ye Cong Xin played with her fingernails in disdain as she said: “What kind of thing are you, to dare shout over and over that you are going to kill Yu Zhao? She can only die by my hand.”
Nan Gong Yin slanted a glance at her and said simply: “Yu Zhao is mine.”
Jin Yuan was stunned.
It took her quite a while to understand that the two women across from her actually had the same goal as she did.
They all wanted to kill Yu Zhao.
“Hiss!”
Everyone turned with annoyance to look at Huo Shao Yan, who had just sucked in a sharp breath.
Huo Shao Yan quickly covered his mouth. His eyes were round and wide.
[Did Yu Zhao poke a hornet’s nest? Why is everyone here trying to kill her?]
[And each one is stronger than the last.]
[Among them, Jin Yuan can only rank third.]
[And that is not even counting those other Young Heirs from the Family Clans, and that group from the underground black market.]
[Thinking about it like that, the fact that Yu Zhao is still alive really is a miracle.]
[Wait, where is Yu Zhao?]
[Wasn’t she just here? Why is she gone now?]
Right then, Ye Cong Xin and the other two finally realized that Yu Zhao was gone.
All three of them were furious. After their gazes crackled against each other for a moment, they each chose a direction and went off to search for Yu Zhao.
They all thought Yu Zhao had taken advantage of the chaos to escape.
They did not know Yu Zhao had been taken away by someone else.
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After Changing to the Ruthless Way, the Brothers Cried and Begged for Forgiveness
In her previous life, Yu Zhao spent her entire existence struggling against Ye Cong Xin, desperate to win back the favor of her master and her five senior brothers. Yet in the end, she was branded...
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