Chapter 616 526: Junior Martial Uncle Nangong, You're Watching Ji Shenyun Take Master Away to Humiliate Him, and You Don't Feel Heartbroken?

"Dead... They're all dead!"

The head of a handsome, demonic-looking young man floated on the boiling sea, his once-wicked and charming face now twisted into a mask of terrified pallor.

In the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable's trembling pupils, the reflection of the now-empty stretch of sea behind him was all that remained—

Just moments ago, a Demon Race army tens of thousands strong had been stationed there, yet now, not even a speck of dust was left.

If the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable hadn't been a step faster in his escape, he would have followed in the Ox Demon Venerable's footsteps, unable to even keep his head!

'One spear nearly annihilated two Mahayana masters! Just who in the world is this woman?!'

The Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable had no time to ponder. Just as he was about to flee this disastrous place, he found his head locked in place by a terrifying Divine Sense.

"You were just... staring at my feet, weren't you?"

Ji Shenyun's cold voice rang out from above, causing the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable's pupils to shrink to the size of pinpricks.

He struggled to move his eyes, only to see a pair of flawless, jade-like toes slowly descending.

However, this beautiful sight was like the footsteps of death itself. Instead of bringing the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable any joy, it filled him with absolute terror.

"Lord Eight-headed Demon God... What are you waiting for? Save me!!"

As the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable let out a desperate plea, eight ferocious serpent heads in the depths of the Endless Sea slowly opened their crimson eyes.

However, Ji Shenyun merely glanced in that direction, and those sixteen crimson eyes immediately snapped shut again.

"..."

Sensing the aura of the Lord Eight-headed Demon God dissipate, the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable's face turned ashen gray.

He had been abandoned.

Ji Shenyun snapped her fingers. With a flash of light, a pair of boots appeared on her feet.

'I can't stand stepping on cockroaches barefoot. It's just too disgusting.'

BANG!!

The next moment, the Wine-Drinking Demon Venerable's head, along with his Divine Soul, was crushed under Ji Shenyun's foot.

Ji Shenyun snorted coldly, shaking the filth from her boot. She then addressed the vast, dark sea with indifference:

"Hmph. If I didn't need you to counterbalance the Human Race's Sect Sacred Lands when the Abyssal Sea Palace opens, I would have annihilated all you freaks today."

"Watch yourselves from now on. What's mine... is not for you to touch."

Ji Shenyun's wild and tyrannical voice spread across the sea. In response, only a few bubbles rose to the surface; otherwise, there was not a single stir.

She had obliterated two Mahayana Demon Venerables with a wave of her hand. Although the Demon Race didn't know who this Ji Shenyun was, it was clear they no longer had the guts to provoke this powerhouse.

After dealing with the unsightly "grunts," Ji Shenyun raised her eyes to Pei Yuhang, who was Crossing the Tribulation in the clouds.

In the time Ji Shenyun had bought for him, Pei Yuhang had already reached the final step of his Mahayana Thunder Tribulation.

Crossing the Tribulation is a battle of attrition. If a Cultivator's energy is depleted, they will be struck dead by the Thunder Tribulation.

And yet, Pei Yuhang's Mahayana Tribulation was perhaps easier than that of ninety percent of all other Cultivators. After all, he had dual cultivated with several of the world's most exceptional Fairies, refining the Primordial Yin they had treasured for countless years.

His Dao Foundation had grown to an unprecedentedly vast and powerful state.

Perhaps not even Emperor Yang, a man whose name was etched in history, possessed a Dao Foundation as profound as Pei Yuhang's. Though Emperor Yang had a countless harem, its quality could not compare to the Beauty Fairies at Pei Yuhang's side.

Finally, under the bombardment and refinement of countless lightning strikes, Pei Yuhang's entire body transformed into a brilliant Golden Dao Embryo.

From a distance, he looked like a Holy Statue carved by a divine craftsman from Pure Yang Essence, with even his hair flowing with a gilt-like luster.

As the final pillar of crimson-gold lightning that spanned the heavens and earth came crashing down, it was like a heavy hammer striking a golden egg.

CRACK—

A crisp cracking sound echoed through the clouds as the Golden Dao Embryo covering Pei Yuhang split open like a spiderweb and shattered into a sky full of golden dust.

The sky of golden radiance then flowed like a hundred rivers returning to the ocean, pouring entirely into Pei Yuhang's body to nourish his Qi Sea.

When Pei Yuhang opened his eyes again, it was as if galaxies swirled in their depths. With his every move, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power surged joyfully. He felt as if his body and soul had merged with the world itself; summoning the wind and rain was now a matter of a single thought.

"Mahayana..."

He looked down and chuckled softly, his long, slender fingers slowly closing into a fist.

The vast, clear sky suddenly churned with wind and lightning. In the distance, a thousand-foot-tall waterspout rose from the sea out of thin air—this was true Words Become Law, power in unison with heaven and earth!

This was Mahayana. This was Natural Daoist Law, Entering the Hall and the Room!

Yet, after experiencing the great power of the Mahayana realm, Pei Yuhang looked down at Ji Shenyun, who was walking slowly toward him, his expression complex.

Although he had just been Crossing the Tribulation, he wasn't completely oblivious to what had happened in the outside world.

Pei Yuhang knew that if Ji Shenyun hadn't arrived in time to protect him, his tribulation would have been fraught with peril and certainly not as smooth as it had been.

'But what's the price?'

"Demon, don't you dare take another step toward my Master!!"

Qing Yueqiu's silver hair whipped through the air as her Luminous Shadow Sword erupted with a piercing, cold light. She and Nangong Jin flanked Pei Yuhang, blocking the path forward.

The young woman's slender body trembled slightly with fury, but the hand gripping her sword was as steady as a rock.

Ji Shenyun looked at the silver-haired girl glaring at her—a girl who shared her own bloodline—and the corners of her mouth curled up. She threw her head back and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha~ Qing Yueqiu, I thought you'd be so scared after seeing me that you'd tuck your tail between your legs and hide. I didn't expect you to have the guts to show yourself."

"This saves me the trouble of hunting you down."

Ji Shenyun extended her long, scarlet tongue and slowly licked her vermilion lips. Her narrowed eyes glinted with the sinister light of a cat toying with a mouse.

'You little bitch. You suppressed my Divine Split in your Sea of Consciousness back then... How should I punish you for that?'

'Should I string you up and make you watch as the Master you revere like a god begs for mercy in my hands~?'