The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1376 - 1389: Evil King’s Pursuit (Part 8)

Accompanied by a sky-shattering roar, followed by a thunderous strike.

A strike from the Great Mahayana Venerable, if not death, then severe injuries.

Various Spirit Light Groups flashed across the sky... Lingfeng Cliff had never been so lively in thousands of years.

That soul-trembling Spirit Light stopped just an inch away from Su Li’s face and could advance no further, halted completely.

Meanwhile, Fu Qianzhong and Shui Linglong, surrounded by an invisible barrier, suffered even more violently as the small hurricane fiercely cut them, with shrill screams echoing in everyone’s ears, sending chills down their spines.

After receiving Fu Qianzhong’s message, the Beast Taming Sect dispatched all its elite disciples, and the Sect Leader Elder was present, even the Ancestor who supposedly closed off, determined not to emerge without a breakthrough, appeared.

The Ancestor couldn’t stay out of it due to the anomaly with the sect’s Artifact Spirit.

Just now, it was the Ancestor who casually struck.

The anticipated scene did not occur; instead, the venerable Senior Brother and Senior Sister Linglong let out wretched cries.

The cries fell into people’s ears, making many shiver uncontrollably.

Senior Brother and Senior Sister Linglong, one at Nascent Soul Perfection, the other in the Early Stage of Incarnation, their combat prowess was renowned across Shen Zhou Continent.

Yet they emitted such wretched cries, unable to resist in such a predicament, thinking if it were themselves, wouldn’t it be....

The most shocking was not this but Su Li effortlessly dispersing the power of a Great Mahayana Venerable.

Just now the opponent’s actions were purely provocative, right.....

Thoughts flashed through Xuanyazi’s mind, but he knew that this time the sect’s elite disciples were completely useless.

He quickly issued an order: "Disciples below Incarnation, swiftly retreat."

In an instant, Lingfeng Cliff became much clearer, leaving only the Sect Leader Xuanyazi and the Great Mahayana Venerable.

The Ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect was known as Yu, referred to as Ancestor Yu.

Ancestor Yu was only one step away from Ascension; he seldom made moves, but when he did....

His attack earlier seemed casual, not even using a third of his strength, yet it was neutralized effortlessly by a junior disciple who had been confined at the cliff bottom for eighty years, enough to attract his attention.

The disciple had such a talent, he admired them, but....

She should not have humiliated the Beast Taming Sect’s disciples.

If not for the slightest chance resting upon her, she must be spared to preserve her life; otherwise, she would not be standing here unharmed.

Ancestor Yu said indifferently, "Young one, arrogant."

A massive Dharma Form materialized behind Ancestor Yu, dominating the whole world as if creating heavens and earth.

Then, the Dharma Form transformed into a giant hand, reaching out toward Su Li, as if about to crush a mere ant.

Xuanyazi and others couldn’t bear such power and quickly summoned their protective Magical Treasures, deterring them from collapsing to the ground.

This was already Ancestor Yu being considerate to juniors, yet the pressure felt by Su Li, targeted centrally, geometrically increased.

Danger lurked at every step, peril surrounded....

It seemed she had transformed into a weak and pitiable Little White Fox, trembling and kneeling in front of a hunter, helpless as she watched herself being captured.

The vision unfolded before her eyes; the Little White Fox was herself, she was the Little White Fox.

Even Xuanyazi had a moment of distraction, requiring effort to compose his mind.

As expected of Ancestor Yu’s Beast Taming illusions, with just a thought, its power was evident.

The other elder peak masters experienced the same piercing sensations.

Meanwhile, Shui Linglong’s father, Master Shui, was burning with anxiety, their eyes fixed on their tormented daughter, feeling heartbroken.

He deeply wished he could rush forth and tear that lowly, despicable woman apart.

No one could harm his daughter and walk away unscathed.

Yet, under the presence of the Ancestor, he could only watch in heartache, powerless.

If looks could kill, Su Li would have died countless times already.

Su Li: "This monster is quite interesting, just a bit ugly."

The massive hand in the sky was akin to an eagle’s claw, thin and sharp. Yet in a life-and-death moment, who but Su Li would notice these trivial details.

Only Su Li dared to speak, "So ugly, so ugly."

With a slight movement of her fingers, the surrounding space twisted in waves, black storm blades emerged from nowhere, instantly tearing the overwhelming big hand to shreds.

Backfired by the Dharma Form, Ancestor Yu groaned suddenly, a coppery taste rose from his throat.

Forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his blood, for the first time, he began to acknowledge Su Li’s existence.

"Ah...."

Fu Qianzhong and Shui Linglong let out even sharper cries than before.

Master Shui and Xuanyazi could no longer stay put, stepping forward anxiously to shout, "Ancestor...."

"Qianzhong and Linglong are our sect’s elite disciples; they must not...."

Before they finished, Ancestor Yu waved a hand, frowned displeased, "Step back."

Others might not see, but he knew, the injuries to his already wounded body had worsened slightly.

Most importantly, even he couldn’t discern the opponent’s limits.... not being able to decipher only meant one thing—the opponent’s Realm surpasses his.

Emotions of terror roiled within Ancestor Yu, but he showed no trace outwardly.

His attitude with Su Li during the interchange transformed drastically, becoming much more gentle.

People of the Cultivation World are adept at understanding the larger context (flexible and adaptable).

What Ancestor Yu cared about was the Binding Immortal Rope’s Artifact Spirit issue, indifferent to the sect’s two junior members.

"Misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding.... we’re here to discuss a vital matter."

Su Li snorted, "Finally speaking properly, I most despise those who shout and kill boisterously."

"Encountering such people, I always want to teach them the meaning of etiquette and integrity.... don’t worry, I’m a principled person. Look, Fu Qianzhong and Shui Linglong are intact, not an arm or leg broken."

Ancestor Yu: "...."

They were intact, but in such a miserable state, not much better than lacking limbs.

Looking at Fu Qianzhong and Shui Linglong covered in blood and dirt, no piece of flesh spared, Xuanyazi took deep breaths to maintain composure.

But Master Shui could not endure, eyes bulging, teeth tightly biting on his lips, a metallic taste spreading in his mouth.

At once, his mind went blank, with only one thought: she must die.

Master Shui’s fingers pinched a sword technique horizontal upon his chest, eyes closed chanting, a one-finger-high golden small sword materializing above his head.

"Go...."

"Master Shui, no..."