I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Tianhong's words were like cold water poured over one's head, causing the dissatisfaction in He Ronger's heart to boil over instantly.

A barely perceptible rage flashed across her bright eyes, and then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, forming a faint but powerful smile.

Behind this smile is the confidence and pride she has accumulated through years of hard work.

She just raised her jade hand slightly, and her fingers flicked flexibly in the air, making a crisp and pleasant "pop" sound, like the morning bell and evening drum, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Then, some mysterious power seemed to be awakened in the air, and a complex and mysterious talisman shadow began to slowly condense in the air.

This talisman was formed by the interweaving of light and shadow, emitting a faint fluorescence. As He Ronger's will gradually enlarged and faded, it finally turned into a huge net, silently covering the entire venue.

This net seems illusory, but in fact it contains extremely powerful spiritual power. It is like an invisible giant hand that tightly grasps the minds of everyone present.

As the talisman was fully unfolded, an indescribable mental shock suddenly erupted, sweeping across the entire area covered by the talisman like a violent storm.

Under the influence of this force, expressions of extreme pain appeared on everyone's faces. They held their heads with their hands and curled up into a ball, as if they were experiencing unprecedented torture.

"Ah! This pain... My head is about to split open!" Someone couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, his voice filled with despair and fear.

"What kind of witchcraft is this? Why do I feel like my mind is being torn apart?" Others tried to find answers, but their efforts seemed in vain.

"Help... Someone please save me..." In this chaos, there were also people who cried out helplessly for help, hoping that someone could lend a helping hand and rescue them from this endless pain.

However, He Ronger just stood quietly by the side, watching all this coldly.

Under this powerful mental shock, He Tianhong undoubtedly became the most affected target.

He was standing closest to He Ronger, so he bore the brunt of most of the power of the talisman.

At this moment, He Tianhong covered his head tightly with his hands, his facial features distorted in pain, as if he was experiencing an unspeakable torment.

He tried hard to stay standing, but his body was shaking uncontrollably, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Sweat slid down his forehead like drizzle, soaking his clothes, and his eyes gradually turned red, filled with anger and unwillingness.

"He Ronger! What...what did you do to me?" His voice became hoarse due to pain, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and anger, as if he couldn't accept that he would be defeated by a woman whom he once despised.

"I'm going to kill you!" he roared, his voice full of determination and madness.

He kicked the ground hard and rushed towards He Ronger like an arrow.

However, disturbed by this mental shock, his movements seemed extremely clumsy, and he completely lost his former flexibility and speed.

He Rong'er was not panicked at all. She just glanced at He Tianhong who rushed over, with a trace of disdain and pity in her eyes.

Seeing this, Zou Mubai was shocked but remained calm. He reacted quickly and pulled He Ronger to a safe area, his eyes full of concern and vigilance.

"Rong'er, are you okay?" His words revealed his concern for He Rong'er.

He Ronger smiled gently at Zou Mubai, "Uncle Zou, I'm fine. He can't hurt me."

Then, He Ronger's eyes once again swept over the disciples who were still struggling in pain. There was no mercy or hesitation in her eyes, only indifference and indifference. She understood that these pains were their own faults, and it was the price they had to pay for despising and questioning her.

"Now have you seen the power of my spell? Let's see who dares to say that my spell is a half-finished product."

In the stands, the two sect leaders looked at each other with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Although they had high levels of cultivation and were able to resist most of the power of He Ronger's talisman, the vague feeling of dizziness still made them feel the talisman's extraordinary power.

Sect Master Yuan Sheng spoke first. He looked at He Rong'er with sharp eyes, and his tone was filled with surprise and inquiry: "Rong girl, what happened to these disciples? Why are they suddenly struggling in such pain?"

Master Hong was also a little puzzled: "Are they affected by your spell?"

He Ronger bowed slightly and answered respectfully, "Master, they were indeed affected by my spell. This is a spell I recently developed. It not only has the ability to attack physically, but can also impact people's minds invisibly. The reason they are like this is because they don't have enough cultivation and willpower to resist this mental attack."

Upon hearing this, Master Hong's eyes flashed with eagerness and curiosity. He couldn't wait to ask, "Oh? This spell can actually attack both physically and mentally? This is unheard of and unseen! Rong girl, can you tell me in detail the mystery of this spell?"

Yuan Sheng rolled his eyes at Sect Master Hong and said unhappily, "Old Man Hong, is there anyone like you who can be a master and a sect master? Your disciples are all suffering right now, and you still have the mood to discuss spells?"

Hong Yunhui was stunned, and looked at the disciples who were crying and holding their heads, his face froze.

He Ronger smiled and said, "Please rest assured, the two sect masters, I only used one-third of my mental power to draw the spell this time, and they will be ready in less than a cup of tea."

After hearing what He Ronger said, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Sheng glared at the disciples below, snorted coldly and said: "This is what they deserve. They actually dared to look down on my Rong girl."

He Ronger heard that Sect Master Yuan was partial to her and gave him a bright smile.

He turned to Master Hong and said, "Master Hong, the secret of my spell lies in its unique combination of runes and the way it guides spiritual power. Through the carefully designed rune arrangement, I condense the spiritual power into a special form, which can not only form the power of physical attack, but also resonate with the human spirit through a specific frequency, thus producing the effect of spiritual attack."

Speaking of this, a hint of pride and confidence flashed in He Ronger's eyes.

"The development process of this spell is extremely complicated, but I am currently studying how to simplify the rune pattern to make it easier to master so that it can be widely disseminated and used."

When Hong Yunhui heard this, his face was filled with surprise, and he kept nodding and praising: "Great, great, Rong girl, you are really a genius! I am ashamed of myself. With your attainments, I really can't be your master."