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The owner of the defensive spiritual treasure in front of him was the man in black who had just died. Now that the owner was dead, this thing was now ownerless.

Jiang Jingmo walked up to it, smeared his blood on the magic treasure, and forced it to form a contract.

In a moment, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and a thick purple lightning bolt came down towards Jiang Jingmo like a dragon. This purple lightning bolt was thicker than the previous two times, and the thunder power contained in it was several times more than before, which seemed to have the potential to kill Jiang Jingmo in one fell swoop.

Jiang Jingmo seized the opportunity, and at the moment when the lightning struck her, he quickly raised the defensive magic treasure above his head, and Jiang Chu once again transformed into Jiang Chu Sword. The defensive magic treasure only lasted for a moment before it was shattered, but at least it resisted part of the attack.

Jiang Jingmo was submerged in thunder.

Seeing this, Nan Xun wanted to step forward to help, but was pulled back by Gu Yanzhou. He shook his head at him with the blood-stained fan in his hand, and the next moment he neatly cut the neck of a man who wanted to sneak attack Nan Xun.

An Yang was diligently treating the two men with his cane, occasionally throwing a few poisoned hidden weapons at the men in black. Seeing that the thunder had submerged Jiang Jingmo, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

“Although the thunder tribulation can be resisted a little, in the end, someone is still needed to withstand the last thunderbolt. Otherwise, entering the Xuanling realm will only lead to an unstable realm.”

As Gu Yanzhou explained, his men kept moving, and men in black kept falling down beside him.

"What we can do now is to eliminate all these hidden dangers for her. People who have experienced the thunder tribulation are the weakest. If they are attacked by someone, then everything she has done just now will be meaningless."

Nan Xun nodded solemnly, controlling the spiritual vines to continuously push aside those who wanted to get close to Jiang Jingmo. Then the remaining few spiritual vines quietly wrapped around the body of the man in black like snakes, continuously shrinking and pressing until his body was deformed.

The white light in An Yang's hand never faded, and the healing power was spread on Gu Yanzhou and Nan Xun. Their wounds continued to heal, which ensured that they could continue to attack without any scruples. However, it was hard for An Yang, who could only pour the elixir into her mouth one bottle after another, and her face was filled with bitterness.

The men moved quickly, and the men in black fell down in large numbers. Soon they all became corpses at their feet, and blood flowed like a river.

This was also the first time that An Yang had seen this scene. However, when he thought that these people were sent by others to ambush and attack them, the fear in his heart turned into anger. He took out the spirit sword from his space bag and stabbed the corpse again and again.

After they got rid of all the men in black, Gu Yanzhou deliberately left one alive, ready to interrogate him thoroughly. But when Nan Xun's spiritual vine rolled him close, the man in black tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Gu Yanzhou's face darkened.

"Death squad." He said with certainty.

At this moment, Jiang Jingmo only felt excruciating pain all over her body. Electric currents passed through her limbs and torso like poisonous snakes. Arcs of electricity flashed, and her flesh was shattered by the ravages of thunder. Her blood was burned black by the lightning before it could even flow out.

Her meridians became stronger and stronger as the thunder continued to penetrate and wash them. Jiang Jingmo felt that her body was like a huge vortex, constantly absorbing the spiritual power around her. Until the spiritual power almost burst her, her meridians continued to widen at this time to accommodate more spiritual power.

Jiang Jingmo should have been happy to feel the changes in herself, but she clearly felt the pain coming from her dantian. The ice spirit root was still crystal clear and emitting coldness, and was even slowly growing upwards due to contact with the heavenly thunder, but there was already an obvious crack in her dantian.

The crack in her dantian almost made her want to die in pain, and her vision gradually went dark. She bit her lips hard, trying to keep herself conscious. Things had come to this point, and she couldn't fail again.

The lightning struck her for a full incense stick of time before the calamity clouds in the sky dissipated, and the place where Jiang Jingmo was was already charred black.

The thunder dissipated, and Jiang Jingmo barely managed to keep his balance on the ground. When his eyes fell on Gu Yanzhou and the others, he finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, An Yang rushed over directly, and the white spiritual power in his cane surged, covering Jiang Jingmo's scarred body.

Nan Xun didn't have any high-grade elixirs on him, so he could only stuff a healing pill into her mouth, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Gu Yanzhou did not move, but a nine-tailed phantom came out of the Taoyao fan and landed next to Jiang Jingmo. She lightly touched the tip of Jiang Jingmo's eyebrows with her fingertips, and her tightly frowned brows relaxed, but Hongyao frowned.

"What?" Gu Yanzhou's face darkened.

"I don't know where she got such a huge amount of spiritual power. She jumped two levels in a row. Now her Dantian has been damaged. All I can do is use illusion to make her feel better."

Hong Yao sighed. The situation was more serious than she thought.

"Thanks to the girl's strong will, she managed to withstand the thunderbolt. Otherwise, she would have been smashed to pieces by the thunderbolt."

"Damage to the Dantian? What should I do?"

Nan Xun's face changed drastically when he heard this word. Dantian is the foundation of a cultivator's practice. Damage to Dantian will affect future practice.

"Don't worry, the damage to her Dantian is not serious. She will be fine as long as it is remedied in time." Hong Yao comforted.

"There is no time to lose, let's fly back to the sect right away." Gu Yanzhou nodded and was about to take out the magic sword he brought with him.

But before he could take out the spirit sword, Jiang Chu fell to the ground and turned into a human form, and offered himself: "Let me do it, I'm faster, and the master's condition can't be delayed."

After he finished speaking, the sword he transformed into expanded several times, fully able to accommodate everyone. Gu Yanzhou was stunned for a moment, but without hesitation, he led a few people to climb onto Jiang Chu. An Yang was still healing Jiang Jingmo.

After everyone climbed onto the sword, Jiang Chu flew towards Jiuxiao Sect in the direction pointed by Gu Yanzhou.

After they completely disappeared, a dark shadow quietly appeared on the treetops in the distance, with a sinister look in his eyes, and disappeared on the spot after a moment.

.........

Chu Yangjing was standing by the window, with a candle lit on the table, glowing faintly in the darkness.

A man in black was kneeling beside him. He was respectful but his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Your Highness, the operation has failed."

Chu Yangjing didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes to look at the man in black, with no emotion in his eyes.

"Oh? All dead?"

"…Yes."

Chu Yangjing placed his fingertips on the table and tapped it twice, his entire body shrouded in shadow.

"It's really useless. Can't you even catch a yellow-level cultivator?"

The man in black lowered his head, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

"I remember you were also from Group C. They were all dead. How did you get back?"

"…I was left behind by them to deliver the message to Your Highness."

"Oh, that's how it is…"

Chu Yangjing's voice was flat and emotionless.

"Then just step back."

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and retreated as ordered. When he retreated to the door of the room, a figure suddenly appeared and killed him with a single knife without any hesitation.

His body fell down limply, and before he died, his eyes reflected the cold smile on Chu Yangjing's lips.