Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 400 Execution
"When did you find out we were following you? You set a trap to kill someone with someone else's knife. You are so vicious at such a young age."

Mu Yue knew that she could not escape, and she stared at Su Jie with gritted teeth. If Raoyang Lake had not been attacked by Guanchao Pavilion, how could she be chased and hunted by Su Jie in such a miserable way.

"Thank you for the compliment. Vicious is a compliment to us demon cultivators! As for when I discovered you, that's when I made you think that the tracking powder Yu Wenxian had planted could evade my perception."

Su Jie stroked the cold blade of the White Bone Sky Demon Sword. Although he was smiling, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Mu Yue's face looked grim. She didn't expect that her plan would go wrong at the very beginning.

"I'm quite curious, why did you come to me? Tell me, and I'll leave you with an intact body."

"If you promise to let me go, I will tell you everything."

"If you don't want the dignity I give you, then there's nothing more to say."

Su Jie's eyes turned indifferent, and he uttered two words coldly: "Lei Lai."

Rumble!
The thunder in the sky rolled like a dragon, and one after another purple sky thunder struck Mu Yue.

"break!"

Mu Yue controlled the Chi Lian Flying Sword, trying to use the sword energy to offset the heavenly thunder.

However, the power of the Purple Sky Thunder was far beyond her expectations. She had just blocked a few thunderbolts and was affected by her injuries. The spiritual power in her body could not keep up, and her flying sword was blown away. She was hit by the thunderbolt, her skin was cracked by the electricity, and the water on her body surface was evaporated.

"Joyful Zen Sitting Statue!"

There was fear in Mu Yue's eyes. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together in a meditation posture.

At this moment, a circle of golden light appeared behind Mu Yue's head, as if she really had the potential to become a Buddha. The thunder exploded on her body, but failed to hurt her flesh.

But this situation did not last for a few seconds, and Su Jie increased his output again.

There was a faint hint of gold in the purple sky thunder, and its power was raised to a higher level again.

Mu Yue's scream immediately rang out because the purple sky thunder broke her defense.

Su Jie has gained so much in the long river of the Great Dao that his soul has reached perfection at the current stage.

The power of supernatural powers is linked to the strength of the soul, and the power of the Purple Sky Thunder also increases.

If Mu Yue hadn't been injured, it would definitely not have been so easy for Su Jie to break Mu Yue's defense, but it was her fault for being so weak afterwards.

Now Su Jie relied solely on the Purple Sky Thunder to torture Mu Yue to death, beating her so hard that she had no power to fight back.

"Sir, look at how beautiful I am!"

Under the attack of the heavenly thunder, Mu Yue used the Wanyu Sect's most powerful illusion technique.

It was with this move that she was able to immobilize the seven monks in Guanchao Pavilion.

If she could trap Su Jie, she would have a chance to escape.

The pink curtain spread, but Mu Yue didn't know that Su Jie was no longer the same person he used to be.

"A mere beauty and bones want to disturb my devilish heart. Everything is false, everything is just a fleeting beauty."

Su Jie's soul was running wild like thunder. It was so powerful that it was completely immune to the control of illusions.

Thinking back to the time, Su Jie was pulled back to his college days in memory by this illusion even though he was far away, and was controlled for a few minutes.

But now he was almost face to face with Mu Yue, and this illusion was broken by Su Jie in seconds. The power of his soul brought power to his mind.

The raging thunder not only broke the illusion, but also like thunder spears, it meandered and bombarded Mu Yue, blasting him from the sky into the ground.

Ding dong!

When Mu Yue lost his balance, the Red Refining Flying Sword also swayed and was knocked away by the White Bone Sky Demon Sword. It fell in the direction of the Thousand-Handed Centipede and was bitten tightly by the Thousand-Handed Centipede, becoming Su Jie's trophy.

Looking at Mu Yue again, his body was covered with burn marks, his internal organs were exposed to the air, and his limbs were broken by thunder.

Su Jie kept his word and said that he would not leave her body intact unless she was buried.

Originally Mu Yue was a gorgeous beauty that was unforgettable, but now she looked like a charred wooden stake, looking so miserable.

Mu Yue opened her mouth, all her teeth had fallen out, her torn vocal cords tried to make a charming sound, she was making her last dying struggle, no one knew whether she was begging for mercy or fighting to the death.

But no matter what Mu Yue wanted to do, she no longer had the chance.

Mu Yue had just opened her mouth when a white light flashed across the sky. It was the White Bone Sky Demon Sword, which flew across her body.

Pfft!
Mu Yue's expression froze and his head rolled off his neck.

But at this moment, a blue light suddenly flashed and rushed straight into Su Jie's brain.

That was Mu Yue's soul, which had already formed a primordial spirit. Now this primordial spirit had turned into a sharp sword, trying to pierce into Su Jie's brain.

"Little devil, even if I die, I will take you with me."

A resentful sound came from Mu Yueyuanshen Sword, and the sword body passed through layer after layer of obstacles like a phantom.

Su Jie calmly watched the sword approaching, and Su Jie's soul was confident that he could defend against this move.

In terms of soul, Su Jie is much stronger than Mu Yue, so it is just wishful thinking for the other party to die together with him.

However, the battle between spirits was too dangerous, so Su Jie chose a safer approach.

A golden light film protected Su Jie's body. The Yuanshen Sword fell on it, and it was like sinking into a swamp, only causing the light film to sink slightly, and it was completely unable to pierce it.

On Su Jie's chest, a golden lotus was suspended in the air, and three emerald green lotus leaves were emitting holy light, making Mu Yue's dying struggle a joke.

"Ninth-Rank Holy Lotus, the holy relic of our sect is actually in your possession. No, why are there only three petals?"

On the Yuanshen Sword, Mu Yue's voice changed.

After seeing the Ninth Rank Holy Lotus, she became dazed and completely desperate.

As the sacred object of the Wanyu Sect, Mu Yue knew too well how strong the defense of the Ninth Rank Holy Lotus was.

Although the ninth-grade holy lotus in Su Jie's hand now only has three lotus leaves, it has not reached the mature state of nine lotus leaves.

But under Su Jie's control, Mu Yue's current state is such that there is no hope of breaking it.

"Oh, your sect's sacred object?"

There was a flash of thought in Su Jie's eyes, but his movements were not slow at all.

As his mind moved, when the Yuanshen Sword was slightly trapped by the Ninth-Rank Holy Lotus, hundreds of thunders covered Mu Yue's Yuanshen Sword.

Only bursts of miserable howling could be heard. The magical power of Zixiao Tianlei also relied on the soul, so it could naturally kill the sword constructed by Mu Yue's soul, and the lethality was extremely strong.

In the blink of an eye, the middle of the Yuanshen Sword broke, which was equivalent to tearing the Yuanshen in half, which was a hundred times more painful than being cut in half. "Did you plant the Ninth Rank Sacred Lotus in the Ghost Ridge Palace? You wanted to use the Qingliu Earth Spiritual River in the Ghost Ridge Palace to make the Ninth Rank Sacred Lotus truly mature, so you arranged for Yu Wenxian to go undercover in the Ghost Ridge Palace?"

Su Jie made his own guess, and more thunder covered him.

"My sect will not let you go."

Mu Yue's torn soul was unable to maintain the sword, and his resentful eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.

"Haha, you definitely won't have the chance to see this scene."

Su Jie waved his hand. Although Mu Yue did not answer, she did not deny it, which to some extent confirmed the correctness of Su Jie's guess.

As Su Jie waved his hand, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared. Mu Yue's broken soul was unable to resist and was sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, causing more than a dozen majestic ghost generals to appear in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again.

At this point, Mu Yue, a powerful cultivator at the fifth level of the Secret Treasure Realm, fell into the hands of Su Jie.

The whole battle went extremely easily, and Su Jie was unharmed after the battle.

The main reason was that Su Jie's soul was strengthened in the long river of the road, while Mu Yue was seriously injured and weakened. The strength of both sides was no longer on the same level, so if they fought, it would be a crushing defeat.

After putting away Mu Yue's storage bag, Su Jie cleaned up the battlefield.

After doing all this, Su Jie rode the Thousand-Handed Centipede again and returned to the canal on the north side of Anyue City.

When flying over Anyue City, Su Jie could feel the prying eyes of the monks below.

Among these cultivators, there are independent cultivators, cultivators from aristocratic families, and even official cultivators from the Sky Patrol Department. The law enforcement department of the Dali Dynasty that deals with monsters, demons, and ghosts only dared to watch from afar, and did not dare to get close to intervene when Su Jie and Mu Yue were fighting just now.

Su Jie even sensed the aura of a secret realm among them, most likely the ancestors of the aristocratic families with a long history, or the personnel of the Sky Patrol Department.

However, this secret treasure realm did not choose to show up, obviously unwilling to become an enemy of Su Jie.

Although it is everyone's responsibility to fight against the evil cultivators, there is not enough benefit and the risk is too great to risk one's life in a fight with them.

Only those young disciples who have just debuted would be so silly. After being beaten, most of them would smooth out their edges and learn to act according to circumstances and seek benefits and avoid harm.

Su Jie did not go to the trouble of killing to silence the witnesses. The fight just now had such a loud commotion that almost the entire Anyue City was alarmed.

Unless Su Jie massacres the city, it is possible to avoid the news leaking.

When he landed on the flower boat again, Su Jie saw several corpses lying on one side. On both sides of the river, corpses were floating up and down, and were washed downstream by the current. They were the guests who had been on the boat before and became victims.

More female demon cultivators on the flower boat were captured by Han Ruyan, with red veils covering their heads, and they were all stiff and motionless.

"Killed?"

Han Ruyan stood on the bow of the boat, watching Su Jie return quietly.

"Kill him, and his spirit will strengthen the Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

Su Jie reported the results of the battle and then focused his attention on the survivors captured by Han Ruyan.

What follows, of course, is an interrogation.

Even though these female demons are also cultivators of evil, they cannot endure the pain of being devoured by thousands of insects for much longer than the righteous disciples.

This pain, which was worse than death, made them just want to die quickly and tell Su Jie everything they knew.

After the interrogation, no one was left alive on the flower boat.

Su Jie already knew the information he wanted, and the fate of these captives could be imagined. Although they were all delicate beauties, Su Jie took action without any hesitation.

"The Wanyu Sect, which gathers yang to replenish yin and captures talented cultivators as cauldrons for cultivation, is a demonic sect composed entirely of female cultivators. I think I know why they came to me."

During the interrogation, Su Jie learned the origins of these female demon cultivators. When thinking about Yu Wenxian's situation and combining it with the intelligence from Wanyu Sect, Su Jie had already guessed why Yu Wenxian and Wanyu Sect came looking for him.

Obviously, it was Su Jie's reputation as an immortal seedling that made the Wanyu Sect covet Su Jie's body and wanted to abduct Su Jie to use as a cauldron for cultivation.

"What a bunch of female demons, they are so cruel."

Standing in the middle of the corpses on the ground, Su Jie expressed such emotion.

"However, if you want me to be your cauldron, it may be good to have soft rice, but I'd rather not be squeezed dry like a cow or a horse."

Su Jie stretched and talked to himself.

Su Jie was not at all concerned about such things. As long as he was strong enough, it was not certain who would catch whom.

Without staying long, after cleaning up the traces of the battlefield, Su Jie took off into the air with his spoils, passed by Anyue City again, and left on the Thousand-Armed Centipede amid countless frightened, cowardly, and trembling gazes, leaving behind a legend for the people here.

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The night was as dark as ink and bottomless. The sky was blocked by thick clouds. Occasionally, moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, covering the earth with a layer of silver lichen.

In the distance, the mountains rise and fall like ancient behemoths, sleeping quietly in the depths of the night.

But upon closer inspection, one of the hilltops was not a mountain at all, but a terrifying centipede insect with hundreds of pale hands and a body over a hundred meters long.

Su Jie, who had just left Anyue City, sat on the head of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, with a red top-grade magical flying sword on his knees. Its name was the Red Refining Flame Sword.

This is a flying sword that is comparable to the White Bone Sky Evil Sword. As Su Jie finished refining it and erased the restrictions left by Mu Yue, Su Jie's mind turned and the Red Flame Sword flew out rapidly.

Wherever the sword passed, trees and boulders were pierced one after another. The pierced trees caught fire and turned into charcoal ashes that scattered all over the sky.

The rocks were pierced by the flying sword, and the solid rocks turned into dripping magma, flowing all over the ground. A forest fire disaster was about to occur.

Whoosh!

The Thousand-Armed Centipede under its seat flapped its six pairs of wings, stirring up strong winds and water currents, which directly put out the fire, leaving behind scorched earth with wisps of green smoke.

"What a sword!"

Su Jie couldn't stop smiling. Mu Yue was such a good person. This trophy made Su Jie very satisfied.

This is not all the gold coins that Mu Yue dropped. In addition to the Red Flame Sword, the various spirit stones and materials that Su Jie obtained from Mu Yue's storage bag are worth a total of one million spirit stones.

As a senior cultivator at the fifth level of the Secret Treasure Realm, Mu Yue's wealth is obviously one level higher than that of ordinary cultivators in the Secret Treasure Realm. He is also the cultivator who gave Su Jie the most gold coins.

"Hurry up and dig a hole, Xiao Qian, I'll give you a boost."

Su Jie patted the Thousand-Handed Centipede's head. The Thousand-Handed Centipede, understanding what Su Jie meant, hissed excitedly and quickly flew up, looking for a suitable place and quickly digging out a huge underground hole, an environment big enough to hide in.

After hiding underground, Su Jie was not stingy and took out the spirit stone he had just obtained from Mu Yue and fed it to the Thousand-Handed Centipede to strengthen its last eyes and internal organs.

This round of strengthening is completed, and the Thousand-Handed Centipede is strengthened from top to bottom.

In fact, in order to strengthen the Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie spent more than three million spirit stones. However, the increase in combat power brought about by this was so great that even a top-grade, seven-refined poisonous insect might not be able to defeat the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

(End of this chapter)