Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 212: The Woman Who Sacrifices Herself

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Woman Who Sacrifices Herself

"Nine Nether Ghost Shadow Sword!"

Shi Feng first bewildered Zhen Chuan with an illusion realm, then slashed at him with ghost shadows. In an instant, the ghosts that Zhen Chuan had just shattered reappeared swiftly.

"You think you can use such a low-grade illusion technique on me a second time? Break!" Zhen Chuan coldly shouted, his will resolute, as sword qi burst from his body, shooting towards the encroaching wronged souls. His right fist gathered power and slammed towards the sword stabbing from Shi Feng.

"Boom!" A full-powered punch from a Two-star Martial Sect collided with the Bloodthirsty Sword, ablaze with a blood-colored flame, instantly halting Shi Feng’s thrusting sword force. And in that moment, a cold smile hooked at the corner of Shi Feng’s mouth. The pieces of ghost body, split by Zhen Chuan’s sword qi, immediately transformed into whitish sword qi, crisscrossing densely, surging rapidly towards Zhen Chuan.

"What’s happening? Wasn’t that an illusion?" Seeing each wronged soul turn into sword qi, Zhen Chuan’s heart was overcome with intense unease. Caught off guard, his body was pierced, slashed, and cut by the white sword qi, as blood spurted from his torso.

"Ah!" Zhen Chuan howled to the sky as semi-transparent, dense sword qi burst forth from his body again, clashing and vanishing with the white sword qi.

At that moment, Shi Feng’s sword vibrated. Zhen Chuan, already injured and distracted, felt a surge of force come at him, his fist violently shaken open by the sword. Then, the Bloodthirsty Sword, burning with a blood-colored flame, thrust quickly at Zhen Chuan’s chest. A deeper cold smile spread across Shi Feng’s face, thinking of consuming a Two-star Martial Sect, which could let him advance another star!

"Ah!" A sense of unprecedented danger and unease rose in Zhen Chuan’s heart as he saw the fiery sword about to pierce his chest.

"No!" Suddenly, a delicate cry sounded. Ding Yu had appeared behind Zhen Chuan, her delicate body forcefully embracing his sturdy form, and with a turn of her body, she took the life-stealing stab meant for Zhen Chuan with her own back.

"Ah!" The Bloodthirsty Sword mercilessly pierced into Ding Yu’s tender back as she let out a pained roar.

"Ah! Yu’er!" Zhen Chuan spun around, and seeing Ding Yu had blocked the blow for him, he held her and howled with grief. Soon after, he saw a blood-red flame ignite all over Ding Yu, and a cold, eerie aura emanated from her.

Zhen Chuan quickly infused Primordial Power into Ding Yu’s body to quench the blood-colored flames, but just then, Shi Feng’s expression turned icy. The Blood Sword thrust into Ding Yu’s back pierced directly through her heart and into Zhen Chuan’s chest.

"Pff!" A gush of fresh red blood spewed from Zhen Chuan’s mouth, spraying onto Ding Yu’s beautiful face.

Ding Yu lowered her head and saw the Blood Sword in her chest connected to Zhen Chuan’s. In her grief, she cried, "Ah! Senior Brother Zhen!" While shouting, Ding Yu used the last of her strength to push Zhen Chuan’s shoulder, sending him flying backwards.

"Ah! Yu’er!" As he flew, Zhen Chuan called out the name with a face full of sorrow.

"Senior Brother Zhen, in this life, having met you is all I could have asked for!" Watching the distant figure of Senior Brother Zhen, Ding Yu suddenly smiled. Her face, smeared with Zhen Chuan’s blood, showed a tragic beauty beneath her disheveled hair, like a dying bloom of ravishing loveliness. At that moment, blood-red flames ignited once again on Ding Yu’s body, transforming her into a blood-red fire person. That tragically beautiful face vanished beneath the flames in Zhen Chuan’s eyes.

"Yu’er!" Zhen Chuan, like a madman, howled at the sight of Ding Yu.

"Sister!" Just then, Ding Zhong broke through the space to arrive, catching Zhen Chuan’s falling body, immediately stabilizing her posture before continuing to dash through space by himself, rushing towards Ding Yu, who had turned into a blood-colored fire man.

"How could this happen! How could this be!" Ding Zhong couldn’t believe it; his sister, who had been just fine at his side moments ago, was now victim to a demon’s malicious actions, turned into a blood-colored fire man, burning before him. And this was all caused by himself; if anything happened to his sister, he would be tormented by guilt for the rest of his life.

"Why is this happening! We are disciples of the Spirit Dark Sect, he knew we are from the Spirit Dark Sect, yet he still dared to strike us!" Even now, Ding Zhong could hardly believe it, feeling as if it were all a dream, hoping he would wake up soon and see, with his eyes open, his sister standing before him scolding him for his lack of ambition and laziness, always causing her trouble.

At this moment in Ding Zhong’s heart, the tone of his sister’s reprimands, her scolding demeanor, seemed so beautiful, so pleasant, so blissful.

Ding Zhong was full of regret, regretting his arrogance and presumptuousness, having hit that villain’s subordinate, getting slapped by the villain and still asking his sister to stand up for him, even involving his sister in trouble.

"Ah!" Ding Zhong roared in grief and anger, like a wild beast gone mad, glaring at the face behind the blood-colored flame that, to him, seemed as cold and devilish.

"Forget it!" Shi Feng muttered to himself, because the woman inside the Bloodthirsty Sword had held back a bit when she took action against him, not using lethal moves. When he experienced her Martial Skill, Shi Feng did not sense any killing intent.

Remembering the woman’s actions just now, Shi Feng thought back to a distant past where there once had been a woman who had used her body...

With a thought, Shi Feng extinguished the blood-colored flame burning on Ding Yu’s body, revealing her delicate form and that tragically beautiful face again, though by then her eyes were slightly closed, leaving her fate unknown.

The Bloodthirsty Sword withdrew from her body, and Shi Feng, pressing his left hand onto her shoulder with a Seal, silently recited, "Nine Nether Longevity, Eternal Undying..."

"Beast! Let go of my sister!" At this moment, Ding Zhong arrived, wielding a long sword with both hands tightly grasping it. Just then, Ding Zhong felt an invisible Powerful Energy strike from in front, hitting his chest. Under the force of an invisible, formidable power, Ding Zhong was blasted backward, like a kite with its string cut.

"Ah! Sister!" Seeing he had been knocked back before even getting close, Ding Zhong roared unwillingly as he flew backward; the gap in strength between them was just too great.

At that moment, the injured Zhen Chuan also rapidly broke through space towards them. Shi Feng looked over coldly, declaring icily, "When this woman struck against me, she showed no intent to kill. I can spare her life for now. But if you two dare to attack me, I will take both of your lives!"

His voice echoed through heaven and earth, resonant and forceful. For some reason, upon witnessing the aura that Shi Feng emitted at that moment, and his icy demeanor, Zhen Chuan suddenly felt as though he was facing an exalted powerhouse, involuntarily freezing in place within the Void.

"How can this be, how can it be like this! He is just a youth, why do I feel this way seeing him!" Zhen Chuan couldn’t quite believe it himself.

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