RPAGF Chapter 112 Yunyue Lightly Kills Wuji
Chapter 112 Yunyue Lightly Kills Wuji
The head of the Wuji sect opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen a ghost, and stared at Yun Yueqing's eyes that kept changing colors.
His lips trembled as he muttered to himself, "This... How is this possible? How can a mere Spiritualization Stage cultivator possess such a strong willpower!"
He frantically made hand gestures with his fingers, trying to activate the magic circle again.
But the light of the magic circle seemed to be frightened by Yun Yueqing's will.
It was no longer swallowing so wildly, but was trembling slightly, as if it might collapse at any time.
Red and blue light intertwined in Yun Yueqing's eyes.
The two clashed fiercely in her eye sockets, and every collision seemed to make her eyes explode.
Eventually, the powers reached a delicate balance, with the left eye fixed at a deep red and the right at a tranquil blue.
The two colors are distinct, just like the poles of yin and yang.
Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of Sect Leader Wuji, and he was extremely anxious.
He bit his tongue hard, and blood dripped onto the magic circle in his hand. In an instant, a strange blood-red color appeared on the edge of the magic circle.
He danced his hands rapidly, as if conducting an invisible orchestra, trying to awaken the silent magic circle.
However, the magic circle only flickered slightly, like a candle flame pressed by a huge rock, its light flickering.
A sense of anxiety and uneasiness filled the air, and the face of the Wuji Sect Leader became increasingly gloomy, as if resonating with the world that was about to get out of control.
Yun Yueqing suddenly looked up, her long black hair moving without wind, dancing wildly in the air.
Her eyes, one red and one blue, are like the fusion of the underworld and the flames.
Releases a breathtaking light——
Inside the body, an ancient and powerful zombie force is stirring.
It was as if a sleeping beast had been awakened, trying to break free from its restraints and wreak havoc on the world.
Under the skin of her neck, blue veins bulged, and dark lines spread like vines, carrying a heart-pounding breath of death.
Sect Leader Wuji was extremely shocked, with fear and disbelief mixed in his eyes.
His trembling fingers could barely maintain the shape of the spell.
His eyes were fixed on Yun Yueqing, as if he had seen the most incredible vision.
"Mahayana Stage... How is this possible! You are just a cultivator at the Spiritualization Stage, yet you are hiding the power fluctuations of the Mahayana Stage!"
Yun Yueqing's eyes were like the abyss, with red and blue light intertwined.
Released a pressure that made the world turn pale—
The space around her seemed to be distorted, the air solidified at this moment, and even time slowed down.
Sect Leader Wuji felt an indescribable fear rising from the bottom of his heart.
It seemed as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment, and he was standing on the edge of collapse, powerless to turn the tide.
Yun Yueqing took heavy but firm steps, approaching the head of Wuji step by step.
Every step seemed to step on his heart, causing the Wuji Sect Leader's heart to beat violently, almost jumping out of his chest.
His legs trembled involuntarily and he stumbled backward, his hands still trying in vain to maintain the crumbling magic circle.
"Don't come over here! Are you...are you still Yun Yueqing?"
The voice of the Wuji Sect Leader was tearful, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.
The wall behind him seemed to be his only support.
But he knew that the thin wall could not stop Yun Yueqing at all.
There was no sadness or joy on Yun Yueqing's face, only her pair of strange-colored eyes flashed with a heart-pounding light.
Like the gaze of the god of death, it made Sect Leader Wuji feel an unprecedented threat of death.
In Yun Yueqing's eyes, the red and blue lights intertwined more and more intensely, as if two completely different forces were boiling in her body.
Her figure was like a ghost, instantly crossing a distance of several feet and appearing in front of the Wuji Sect Leader.
Those heterochromatic eyes flickered with determination and murderous intent.
She raised her left hand, and her palm shone red like a blazing flame.
A cold blue light condensed in his right hand, like ice in the depths of the underworld.
The red and blue forces collided and merged in her palm, erupting in a deafening roar.
Sect Leader Wuji widened his eyes in horror, feeling an irresistible force locking him firmly in place.
He tried his best to break free, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and he couldn't move at all.
In Yun Yueqing's palm, red and blue light suddenly burst out, turning into a dazzling beam of light.
Stab directly at the chest of the Wuji Sect Leader!
The feet of the Wuji Sect Leader seemed to be welded firmly to the spot by invisible shackles, unable to move at all.
His eyes widened, filled with fear and despair, and he could only watch the dazzling beam of red and blue light heading straight for his chest.
The beam of light was as fast as lightning and had the power to destroy everything.
Wherever it passes, it leaves behind nothingness.
Sect Leader Wuji tried his best to dodge, but he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, his body feeling extremely heavy.
Only then did he truly realize the gap between himself and Yun Yueqing.
That is the insurmountable gap between the fusion realm and the Mahayana stage.
Finally, the beam of light mercilessly penetrated his chest, raising a cloud of blood.
Sect Leader Wuji's body trembled violently, then he slowly fell down with his eyes wide open.
Filled with resentment and fear, life quickly fades away until complete death.
Yun Yueqing looked coldly at the Wuji Sect Leader lying on the ground, with a cold light flashing in her heterochromatic eyes.
Her figure was looming in the blood mist, like a Shura walking out of hell, with a heart-pounding chill.
The red light in Yun Yueqing's left eye grew increasingly intense, like a burning flame, dancing in the darkness. Her pupil gradually dilated and lost focus, as if being pulled by an invisible force, falling into an endless abyss.
She held her head tightly with both hands, groaning in pain, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
Blue veins bulged on her neck, and dark lines squirmed under her skin like living things, releasing a heart-pounding breath of death.
Her eyes were closed tightly and her teeth were clenched, as if she was fighting fiercely against the bloodthirsty impulse in her body.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and Yun Yueqing's breathing became rapid and heavy.
Every time I inhale, it feels like I am swallowing the air around me.
Her body was trembling slightly, as if she would lose control at any moment and turn into a bloodthirsty monster.
The blood of Sect Leader Wuji flowed like a trickle, slowly seeping into the ancient magic circle beneath his feet.
The originally dim rune seemed to be awakened, greedily devouring every drop of blood.
Wherever the blood passed, runes gradually lit up.
The blood-red light emitted, interwoven with the blood mist that filled the surroundings, created a strange and terrifying picture.
In the center of the magic circle, the light became increasingly dazzling, releasing a deep and mysterious power, dyeing the surrounding space with a strange red color.
Yun Yueqing suddenly bit her lower lip, and the pain made her sober up a little.
Blood slid down the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her clothes, like a blooming strange flower.
In her eyes, red and blue lights flickered, as if they were in a fierce battle.