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

Without any hesitation, He Ronger quickly took out a blasting talisman that she had improved from her arms.

He raised his hands slightly and flicked his fingertips lightly, and the blasting talisman seemed to be given life, turning into a stream of light, cutting through the air and heading straight for the man in dark green clothes.

The talisman drew a graceful arc in the air at an astonishing speed, as if it really had eyes and accurately locked onto the target.

However, facing this sudden attack, the man in dark green clothes just smiled contemptuously, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"You are just a small fry who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage, and you dare to dream of launching a sneak attack on me, a powerful warrior who is half a step away from becoming a god? How naive and ridiculous." His words were full of disdain and self-confidence, as if he had seen through all of He Ronger's tricks and determined that she could not pose any threat to him.

However, He Ronger did not get discouraged or back down.

She had never thought that this talisman could seriously injure that man, she just wanted to teach him a small lesson.

He Ronger stared at the blasting talisman that was about to touch the man, and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the talisman could exert its due power. Even if it just made him a little uncomfortable, she would be happy.

The man in the dark green gown showed disdain for He Ronger in his eyes.

That contempt was like the cold wind in late autumn, biting and arrogant.

He was confident of his high level of cultivation, and he merely gave a disdainful glance to the blasting talisman that He Ronger threw out, which was carefully drawn by a Nascent Soul cultivator, as if it was a child's toy and posed no threat to him at all.

He stood there leisurely, with his hands behind his back, not moving at all, allowing the talisman containing destructive power to cut through the air, with a piercing whistle, and head straight for his chest.

The talisman suddenly bloomed in the air only three feet away from him.

It should have been a heart-shaking explosion, but it was like a shooting star across the silent night sky, brilliant but fleeting.

The power of the explosion, when it came into contact with the invisible protective spiritual power around his body, was like a drop in the ocean, failing to cause even a ripple, let alone hurt him in the slightest.

His hair swayed gently in the breeze, not affected by the aftermath of the explosion at all, and he seemed particularly calm and composed.

However, just as the man raised a victorious smile and was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, something strange happened.

He suddenly felt his scalp tighten, as if thousands of tiny needles were piercing him at the same time. Then, an indescribable pain spread from the top of his head to his entire body, as if he was tightly bound by invisible shackles, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes, which had originally been full of disdain, were now filled with shock and confusion.

His body, which was originally suspended in mid-air, lost its balance due to the sudden severe pain and began to shake.

He hurriedly mobilized the vast internal strength in his body, trying to stabilize his body.

But the pain was like a leech attached to his bones, making his movements slow and difficult.

Finally, he had to use this force to slowly land on the ground several feet away from his original position.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he managed to stand firmly, but his face was still pale and beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead.

On the other hand, He Ronger witnessed all this, a sly and complacent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, her chin slightly raised, and a gleam of victory in her eyes.

She knew very well that her seemingly ordinary talisman actually held a secret. It was a special talisman that she had carefully improved, specially designed to restrain those monks who thought highly of themselves and looked down on their opponents.

She was secretly proud of herself: "I told you to underestimate my magic talisman, now you know how powerful it is!"

Seeing this, Xu Chong smiled and came up to He Rong'er, giving her a thumbs up: "Rong girl, good job!"

Just as the two were immersed in the joy of temporary victory, a roar that tore through the air suddenly sounded from behind them.

The voice was mixed with endless pain and anger, like a giant beast in the abyss being awakened, full of despair and unwillingness.

Zou Mubai and Fei Xiuwen quickly exchanged a vigilant look, and turned around almost at the same time, their eyes fixed on the "monster" that was originally tightly bound.

At this moment, the "monster" is no longer as docile as before or at least it is no longer as obediently controlled as before.

Its eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood, and a violent aura emanated from its body. Every hair on its body stood up, as if it would burst out with astonishing power at any time.

The chains twisted wildly on its body, making a harsh metallic friction sound, but it seemed unable to restrain the giant beast that was about to get out of control.

Seeing this, He Ronger couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion in her heart.

Horror, worry, and even a barely perceptible hint of pity intertwined in her heart.

She knew very well that this state was by no means natural. It was likely that some evil force was manipulating it behind the scenes, causing this innocent "monster" to suffer unimaginable pain.

She felt an inexplicable dull pain in her chest, as if she could empathize with the torment.

After a moment's hesitation, He Ronger raised his head resolutely, and cast a firm and gentle gaze at the "monster" that was struggling in pain.

She took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with her hands, and flicked her fingertips. A talisman emitting a soft light shot out from her palms, cut through the air, and headed straight for the violent "monster".

This talisman was drawn by He Ronger after countless efforts and attempts. It contained a pure and powerful healing power, and was designed specifically to repair the damaged spiritual power of the monks.

He Ronger hoped that it might be able to penetrate the evil control and bring a little relief and peace to the "Warcraft".

The talisman drew a graceful arc in the air and finally landed steadily on the forehead of the "monster".

At that moment, the air around them seemed to freeze. Except for the man in dark green clothes who was still struggling in pain, everyone else's eyes were focused on this scene.

The light on the talisman slowly penetrated into the skin of the "monster", flowed along its blood vessels, and finally gathered in its brain.

As the light penetrated deeper, the pair of red eyes began to gradually return to normal, and the violent aura gradually subsided, until finally, the body of the "monster" stopped struggling and returned to calm.

Just because he had just expended a lot of physical energy, the "Warcraft" could only lie on the ground gasping for breath.

This scene shocked everyone present.

He Ronger breathed a sigh of relief, a pleased smile on her face.

"Great, this talisman is useful to him!"

Zou Mubai and Fei Xiuwen also breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement in their eyes.