Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Dan Ji was startled. The boy under her was slowly standing up, just like the boy who stood up stubbornly from under her in the Hundred Flowers Cave just now, as unstoppable as a rising mountain.

She would never allow such a thing to happen again. Now she was in Chang Qing's spiritual realm, and she was the queen here!

She stepped on the ground, and a huge force came, crushing Chang Qing to the ground. Several chains with complicated runes were born without roots, locking him tightly.

Blood spurted out of Chang Qing's mouth, but his momentum did not weaken at all.

"It's useless, Dan Ji, you can't scare me."

"In fact, you can't kill me."

Dan Ji was angry, and pulled out the huge bone sword from the blood pool under the skeleton throne and pressed it against his neck.

"Want to provoke me? Believe it or not, I will really kill you."

"No, no, no, you can't kill me."

Chang Qing turned his head and looked at Dan Ji, his eyes were like a bottomless pool, without any ripples.

It appeared again. After experiencing deep powerlessness, hesitation, despair, and anger, Chang Qing turned into this expression again, without sadness or joy, which made Dan Ji feel afraid.

"In fact, if you think about it the other way around, you lost miserably."

"You taught me the skills and tricked me into practicing with you, just to leave a way out for yourself."

"But you never expected that this way out would make you so embarrassed that you had to give up even your physical body."

"What innate spiritual body, refining holy body, and Hundred Flowers inheritance, can compare to your three hundred years of cultivation? Don't lie to yourself."

"You want me to despair, waver? Submit to you? You lost so thoroughly, do you still want to comfort yourself? It's so childish and ridiculous."

As soon as these words came out, Dan Ji was completely furious. Under the throne, the blood pool expanded and covered the entire space. She sank into the blood pool and turned into a huge phantom standing tall.

Holding a huge sword, she chopped at Chang Qing, and every blow made this empty world tremble.

"You are nothing but a bug!"

"I have been in the world for more than 300 years, how could I capsize in your gutter!"

"You are worthy!"

"Today, you will definitely die!"

After one blow after another, the bone sword broke and the flesh and blood were blurred. She used countless imperial spirits and countless killing moves to attack Chang Qing, with more power than when she fought with the remnant soul of Baihua.

In an instant, blood mist filled the air, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

After an unknown amount of time, Dan Ji's movements slowed down.

Her roar gradually subsided, and finally turned into no sound.

Because Chang Qing had stood up from the ground, he stood there, his face calm, and the chains that trapped him were full of cracks, making a mournful cry of imminent collapse.

"Impossible, impossible! Why! Why haven't you given up yet! Why is your soul so strong!"

"After three hundred years of wind and rain, my heart has long been as strong as iron. How could I lose to you!"

The huge phantom she transformed into shouted loudly, and a scarlet slash that pierced the sky attacked Chang Qing.

But Chang Qing still had no expression on his face, and he took the blow head-on without being moved.

"I have carefully read every word of the method of soul exchange and possession, and I remember it in my heart. I am the person who knows that method best besides you in the world."

"The real successful spell is soul exchange, exchanging the souls of the two, and you no longer have a physical body. You occupy my physical body, but you can't drive my soul away, so you pretended to say that you were reluctant to kill me and wanted to use my innate spiritual body."

Dan Ji's devastating slash chopped him on the body, but it did not leave any trace.

"All this is fake."

Chang Qing shook his head.

"All cultivators can only practice one method, and you are no exception."

"Although I don't know what method you used to perform this method of taking over the body, you are a blood method cultivator, and your soul is nothing special. You said so much just to make me waver, make me lose my fighting spirit, and surrender to you."

"Don't dream!"

After saying that, he finally took a step forward, and the chains that bound him suddenly broke.

"Die! Die! Get out of this body!"

The overwhelming attack gathered into a red blood mist tornado, and it was like a long river pouring out from Dan Ji as the source, attacking Chang Qing.

And Chang Qing just went upstream, facing her attack, and kept moving towards her.

He had no means of attack, only the iron will made his body as hard as a rock.

"Just walk over, walk in front of her, and drive her out of my body."

A golden shadow emerged from behind him, that was his soul.

With every step he took, the shadow behind him grew bigger.

"Get out of here! Don't come over here!"! Don't come over here! "

Dan Ji hysterically urged countless illusory imperial spirits to attack.

But none of this could stop him.

Tortured by illness.

Oppressed by the fear of death.

Leaving his hometown and coming to this cruel world, he knew the path he was going.

And there were people he had to meet.

He was turned into pus.

Grinded into meat paste.

Refined into elixir.

Ravaged, tortured, humiliated and in pain.

But none of this could stop him.

He became taller and taller, until he was on par with Dan Ji, surpassed Dan Ji, on par with the heavens and the earth, and in Dan Ji's eyes he seemed to have become a huge, heaven-creating god.

Dan Ji knelt on the ground, she felt so small, like an ant.

She waved her hands hurriedly, and couldn't even finish her words.

"Stop, stop, I have merged with your spiritual realm, you will give your spiritual realm to..."

"Then come on! "

Chang Qing suddenly shouted, and Dan Ji trembled like a frightened mouse.

"What else do you say? I will do whatever you want me to do..."

A smile finally appeared on his expressionless face.

A sneer.

"Then let me stop and try."

"No!"

Accompanied by Dan Ji's scream, Chang Qing threw a punch, and the whole void shattered. This pure white world of nothingness and the huge phantoms of Chang Qing and Dan Ji, like a broken mirror, turned into countless fragments.

Chang Qing and Dan Ji fell into the abyss with only darkness left.

"You lunatic! Without the spiritual realm! We will all die! Your body will become a walking corpse!"

Dan Ji clamped Chang Qing's neck like crazy.

"Really?"

Chang Qing smiled faintly.

"Enough."

......

"Enough." "

Luo Hongyan looked at Chang Qing, who was squatting on the ground and searching for the Hundred Flowers Order, and suddenly paused, and said this out of the blue.

"What did you say, Chang Qing?"

Luo Hongyan, who was searching on the other side, walked behind him and patted his shoulder.

But he didn't respond at all.

Luo Hongyan felt a little surprised, and then a little weird. She shook Chang Qing's shoulder, but he fell directly to the ground.

Blood kept flowing out of his seven orifices.

"Chang Qing!"

Luo Hongyan was startled, and just as she hurried to test his breath, Chang Qing suddenly reached out and grabbed Luo Hongyan's wrist.

His face was distorted and his voice was hoarse, as if he was in great pain.

"Kill me."