Suddenly, a black demonic cloud burst forth from Lang Tu Mountain. Its might was magnificent and its momentum was powerful. Not only did it cover the entirety of Lang Tu Mountain, it even crossed the southern end of the Western Mountain Range and extended all the way to the Kunwu Mountain Range.
Inside the black devil aura, two people could be vaguely seen confronting each other.
One was dressed in black and looked somewhat petite, while the other was hidden in the black clouds, so their appearances couldn't be seen clearly.
"Master." Nie Wushang stared fixedly at the person in the black clouds. "Admit defeat. Although I've just reached the middle stage, you haven't fully recovered from your serious injuries, and your body isn't compatible … You can't beat me."
A cold snort came from the black clouds. Master Song Feng said gloomily, "Bitch, do you think I don't know?
Even so, your strength is still inferior to mine. You're just using words to provoke me, that's all! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the black clouds suddenly swelled up. A destructive aura emerged from the originally gloomy darkness, transforming into many terrifying devils that tore at Nie Wushang.
Nie Wushang didn't move, but a ribbon burning with black flames appeared in front of her and went to meet those devils.
Upon seeing this, Master Song Feng's black clouds suddenly swayed.
"Bitch!"
A voice came from the black clouds. "I've raised you for so many years in vain. If you hadn't stolen my treasure, how could I have fallen into this situation?!"
The treasure Nie Wushang used to defend herself was precisely from Master Song Feng.
She clenched her teeth behind the ribbon, resisting the invasion of the devils. She sneered and said, "Could it be that you still want to settle accounts with me?
Such a ridiculous thing doesn't seem like something you'd do, Master. "
He didn't want to talk to her about the kindness of sparing her life and raising her to adulthood. Life wasn't a clear account of income and expenditure. After adding and subtracting, the kindness and enmity could be offset. She only knew that her mother died in his hands, and her life was also ruined in his hands. Such enmity was engraved in her bones day and night!
Master Song Feng didn't say anything. In a flash, three black lines flew out from the devil clouds and entangled Nie Wushang.
A huge black flower suddenly bloomed between Nie Wushang's hands. The petals unfolded and surrounded her whole body.
The three black lines hit the flower petals and stopped. The two sides began to wrestle.
Right now, Nie Wushang was under unimaginable pressure. Those three black threads were Master Song Feng's secret technique, which took him several hundred years to nurture. Each thread carried the power of Primordial Devil that could shake one's primordial spirit. Every time he used it, he would consume his own cultivation, so Master Song Feng wouldn't use it easily.
But today, not only did he use this technique, but he even used all three techniques at the same time. It could be seen that he hated Nie Wushang to the bone.
Under the black lines, the flower petals on Nie Wushang's body became fainter and fainter. Gradually, her silhouette was revealed.
The moment the petals dissipated and the black thread was about to penetrate her body, Nie Wushang suddenly disappeared. At the same time, an earth-shattering punch smashed onto Master Song Feng's body from the sky.
"Kacha!" The sound of bones being hit rang out, and Master Song Feng fell down.
Nie Wushang's silhouette appeared in the void, and she also followed after him.
The two of them landed on Lang Tu Mountain one after the other. The devil cloud on Master Song Feng's body swayed, and a lot of his devil aura dissipated.
"B * tch, you …"
"I should thank you for this, Master," Nie Wushang said. "The Phantom Shapeshifting Talisman was something you snatched from a Nascent Soul cultivator back then."
"Hmph!" Master Song Feng naturally knew.
The Qiankun Bag that was stolen from him back then contained all important spiritual treasures. As a result, not only did he have no treasures to use today, but he was also seriously injured by his own treasures!
This little b * tch …
Looking at Nie Wushang's ice-cold face, Master Song Feng gritted his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds.
Just as she guessed, he was forced to give up his physical body in Sandstorm City, so he had no choice but to take over her body.
Back then, he comprehended the wrong cultivation technique, so he didn't take over her body. One reason was that his primordial spirit had already been eroded by the dead aura, so taking over her body wouldn't solve the problem. The other reason was that he left himself some hope. He could only take over someone's body once in his lifetime. One day, he could expel all the dead aura and take over someone's body again. By then, he would have a brand new body and hope to advance to the Deification realm.
But what about now?
If he hadn't discovered this b * tch had returned to the Celestial Pole, how could he have gone to Sandstorm City? How could he have been besieged by those old guys? How could he have given up his physical body? How could he have been forced to take over someone's body? How could he have lost all hope of advancing to the Deification realm?!
It was all because of this b * tch!
"I really regret that I didn't kill you back then!" Master Song Feng said word by word.
Nie Wushang laughed. "Yeah, if you had killed me back then, how could there have been so many troubles?
Unfortunately, it's useless even if you regret it! "
A devil cloud rose from her hand.
Compared to Master Song Feng, Nie Wushang's devil cloud wasn't as strong, but it was also a lot cleaner — it was just pure Primordial Devil Aura.
This made Master Song Feng even more resentful. All of this originally belonged to him, belonged to him —
"Ah —" After he lost control of his shout, his devil aura surged up violently like ocean waves.
Once Nie Wushang saw this scene, she immediately knew that Master Song Feng had been stimulated to the point of madness by her.
He originally didn't cultivate his mental state, and the wrong Primordial Devil Great Technique distorted his mind, cutting off his hope of advancing to the Deification realm. Coupled with Nie Wushang's repeated blows, he finally fell into a demonic barrier.
"I'll kill you —" A gloomy voice carrying a murderous aura rolled up the devil aura and yellow sand, attacking Nie Wushang all at once.
Nie Wushang wasn't stingy at all. Spirit treasures appeared in her hands one after another to resist Master Song Feng's attack.
The devil aura fluttered her black clothes, and the yellow sand covered the sky and covered the earth, but she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
Empress Origin was Empress Origin after all. Although she deliberately provoked and looked down on her master with words, she knew in her heart that even if her master was seriously injured and his body wasn't compatible with hers due to the failure of possession, she still couldn't resist him head-on.
This was the number one cultivator in the Celestial Pole — she knew this better than anyone else.
Therefore, she could only drag it out. As long as she dragged it out, the final winner would be her!
In the Primordial Devil Aura cloud, yellow sand rustled and rocks rolled down. Lang Tu Mountain almost collapsed.
Nie Wushang clenched her teeth and held on.
Magic treasures and spirit talismans were thrown out one by one to meet Master Song Feng's devil cloud, but they exploded one after another.
Every time, she had an illusion that she couldn't hold on any longer, but when she thought of the humiliation she suffered for more than a hundred years, she held on.
The injuries on her body became more and more serious. She held the devil talisman she'd prepared a long time ago and indirectly replenished her devil aura.
What did this count for?
She was no longer the Nie Wushang who was bullied and humiliated but couldn't resist!
She had friends, she could straighten her back, she could walk under the sun, and she wanted to have her own life!
She wanted to personally erase this person who left a shadow in her heart and didn't even dare to breathe!
She crushed the devil talisman countless times to replenish her devil aura and threw out countless spiritual treasures to resist the attacks. Finally, the spiritual aura pressure on her body slowly weakened.
When the attacks stopped, Nie Wushang's spirit was shaken. She put her hands together, and a huge devil crystal appeared in her hands, flashing with a strange aura of death.
With a light flick, the devil crystal flew out. Although it was moving at a slow speed, it quickly appeared next to Master Song Feng.
Master Song Feng sneered. "You want to fight back like this?
In your dreams! "
The corners of Nie Wushang's mouth rose, revealing a sneer. Primordial Devil gathered on her fist, and she silently punched out.
Master Song Feng waved his hand, and the devil cloud wrapped around him, casually blocking it.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Nie Wushang's fist penetrated the devil cloud and hit his body.
Master Song Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.
Impossible, how could this be …
Watching him fall heavily, Nie Wushang said faintly, "Master, there are three thousand Daos, but not all of them are the same."
The devil cloud dispersed, revealing a skeleton-like body with a terrifying face and two eyes staring at her. He still didn't believe her. "How could this be? You … Why did I lose …"
Nie Wushang stared at him. "Do you really want to know?"
Master Song Feng didn't close his eyes.
Nie Wushang said, "When I set foot on Lang Tu Mountain, I started to arrange the devil crystal.
Master, you probably don't know, but this devil crystal doesn't only have death aura. Everyone in Yunzhong is afraid of it because it has a strange effect — it absorbs people's spiritual essence. "
Seeing Master Song Feng lying on the ground desperately trying to stand up, Nie Wushang said with pity, "Master, your body is broken, your primordial spirit is also entangled by death aura, and your own spiritual essence is insufficient. If it weren't for your profound cultivation level, the spiritual essence of your soul wouldn't have been able to support you to survive.
I kept provoking you for two reasons. One was to make you underestimate the enemy, and the other was to stall for time so the devil crystal could absorb your spiritual essence. "
"It turns out …" A strange expression appeared on Master Song Feng's badly mutilated face. He seemed to be smiling. "You … are really her daughter …"
This was the second time he said this, but his tone was different.
The first time, it was resentment, but this time, it was yearning.
He said faintly, "That's fine. It's better to die in the hands of your daughter than to die silently, neither human nor ghost … A 'Ying, in your next life …"
"What's the use of your current appearance?"
Nie Wushang looked at him, feeling for the first time that he was so weak. "Why didn't you tell my mother when she was alive?"
Master Song Feng let out a strange laugh and said, "She betrayed me. That's right, how could there be a woman who would love me with my current appearance …"
"Was my mother that kind of person?"
Nie Wushang interrupted him and said coldly, "Was the woman you loved deeply, the only woman in your life, that kind of person?
Although I don't remember what happened before I was three years old, I don't believe it. "
Master Song Feng's eyes widened. His eyeballs, which almost popped out of his eye sockets, looked more and more disgusting and terrifying.
"Master," Nie Wushang said softly, "you've always kept my mother's stone room in the cave. You didn't allow anyone to step in, didn't let anyone mention her, and even punished senior martial brother when he scolded her … Master, you've always loved my mother, haven't you?"
"I …" He had no lips, and his teeth were exposed. It could be clearly seen that he was trembling.
"Would the woman you loved so deeply leave you for such a reason?
She's been with you for several thousand years; would she leave you just like that? "Nie Wushang said coldly," Instead of blaming her, you'd better blame yourself!
Even in your next life, she wouldn't want to meet you like this again! "
Master Song Feng absent-mindedly looked at the yellow sand all over the sky. More than a thousand years flashed past his eyes.
Stepping on the path of immortality, becoming an ordinary disciple, having his sect destroyed, Demonic Mountain, fated chances, stone tablets, comprehending the wrong cultivation technique, body festering, A 'Ying … Yes, when he met A' Ying, he was already in that state. She wouldn't leave him because of this. It was he who doubted her and pushed her away step by step.
As it turned out, his life was a complete failure.
He couldn't enter the Deification realm, and he destroyed her with his own hands.
Such a failed life … Then let it end like this …