noffsinger Chapter 308 A well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man.
Chapter 308 A well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man.
At this moment, Sima Kun's physical body completely collapsed, turning into a sky full of blood mist, leaving only a weak nascent soul struggling in the blood mist and dust.
This nascent soul was only the size of a palm, and its face bore some resemblance to Sima Kun. At this moment, however, it was filled with terror, and its body was dim, clearly indicating that it had suffered severe injuries and was in danger of dissipating at any moment.
Having learned from Ji Rong's self-destruction, Kongming deliberately engaged Sima Kun in idle chatter from the beginning, aiming to break his will and then deliver a fatal blow unexpectedly.
As for how to escape safely, Kongming already had a plan in mind. He never thought that Yao Yao would be exposed so quickly. After all, the reason why a trump card is a trump card is precisely because it should never be easily revealed unless absolutely necessary.
Moreover, if this method is exposed in front of many cultivators, it is very likely to attract the Nascent Soul Ancestors of the three major families. At that time, the consequences will be unimaginable!
Kongming's expression was cold and stern. With a wave of his feather fan, the "Old Six Pearls" released a terrifying gravity, locking the nascent soul firmly in place. After the nascent soul let out a shrill scream, Sima Kun was completely annihilated, body and soul.
Sima Xun'er, staring at the horrifying scene before her, had completely lost her will to fight and quietly awaited Kongming's judgment.
"Hehehe... Big brother, it would be a shame to kill such a beautiful fairy. Look at you, you have a little princess waiting at home, and Fairy Su outside. Why don't I, Old Pig, take her back and train her a bit..." Pigsy said shamelessly, rubbing his hands together.
Upon hearing this, Kongming's face darkened, and he turned to look at Zhu Ganglie, his eyes filled with a strong warning.
"Hey... It's like the magistrate can set fires but the common people can't even light lamps! You're like a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving man. I, Old Pig, and my Brother Zilong..." Pigsy flicked his sleeves and muttered, even trying to drag Zhao Yun into it, but seeing Kongming's increasingly cold eyes, his voice unconsciously lowered.
“Ganglie, you must not let lust corrupt your heart and your Daoist principles. Besides, if you take this woman out, there will be endless troubles!” Zhao Yun hurriedly advised.
"Hey... If everyone just becomes a monk, all day long, then this world will be doomed. Besides, I never said I would take Sima Xun'er outside the secret realm to train her..." Zhu Ganglie was still muttering to himself.
Just then, a buzzing sound came from the horizon, accompanied by strange roars that rose and fell.
In less than ten breaths, a strong demonic aura rushed towards them, emanating a chilling fluctuation.
Kongming's expression hardened, and he looked up to see a large group of dark shadows rushing towards them like a dark cloud.
"Oh no, it's a Rakshasa tide! Prime Minister, we must retreat immediately!"
Zhao Yun's expression was solemn. He knew that the Rakshasa tide was no joke, especially since there were quite a few fourth-order Rakshasa inside the dojo.
Zhao Yun instinctively tightened his grip on his spear, his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching dark figure.
"It's alright! Yao Yao is inside!"
Kongming raised his head, his gaze falling on a graceful figure.
Pigsy's eyes widened as he stared at the overwhelming tide of Rakshasa demons, swallowing hard. "Brother, are you sure you can subdue Yao Yao? What if she turns her back on everyone? We'll be in big trouble..."
At this moment, Yao Yao stood out conspicuously in the Rakshasa tide, surrounded by the Rakshasa horde at the very center, her silver armor and bone wings unfolding behind her, shimmering with a cold, eerie light.
Her legs were long and slender, and her hands were transformed into sharp claws, with nails that gleamed with a cold, chilling light like icicles.
His crimson lips parted slightly, his fangs protruded slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his vertical pupils seemed to burn with karmic fire, filled with violent killing intent.
"Damn humans, die..."
Yao Yao's long, icy blue hair flew wildly as she let out a sharp, angry roar, her voice seemingly carrying the chill of a thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any emotion.
Upon seeing this, Kongming immediately summoned the 'Old Six Pearls' without saying a word. Instantly, a layer of earthy yellow light enveloped the group, protecting them firmly within it.
Yao Yao's demonic aura suddenly froze, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.
Pearls...
Seeing the change in Yao Yao's eyes, Kongming felt much more at ease. However, he dared not rashly fly forward; if he were to be utterly crushed by the other fourth-tier Rakshasa, that would be a disaster…