lcionline Chapter 289 Rescue
Chapter 289 Rescue
Spirit world.
Having been resurrected countless times, Xie Wanning stood motionless, her eyes empty and lifeless, devoid of any light, letting tears silently stream down her face. Her hands fell limply to her sides, the wind whipping at the hem of her clothes.
Fusang walked step by step toward Xie Wanning, his footsteps echoing throughout the entire divine realm.
"You're already desperate? I thought you could hold on much longer!" Fusang's tone was somewhat low, but her eyes gleamed with excitement.
Golden threads swayed around the hibiscus, shimmering with a soft luster, and gently moved with the breeze, as if dancing a silent dance.
Hatred, anger, and resentment had all become numb in the endless cycle of pain and death.
Xie Wanning looked at Fusang without fear, her face deathly pale. But she couldn't bring herself to raise her sword, run away, or even instinctively open her eyes wide.
With a smile on his lips, Fusang slowly reached out and touched Xie Wanning's cheek.
Suddenly, a blood-stained hand gripped Fusang's hand, and a deep, suppressed voice said, "Take your filthy hands off me!"
Xie Wanxun's face was a bloody mess, blood dripping from her chin onto the ground, leaving a horrifying stain. Her body was covered in bruises and burns, her clothes torn and stained with blood.
Even though her body was already swaying precariously, Xie Wanxun stubbornly straightened up and glared fiercely at Fusang.
A look of astonishment flashed across Fusang's eyes. He never expected that Xie Wanxun, this demonic cultivator, would actually have the ability to reach the realm of gods.
Immediately afterwards, Fusang froze on the spot, her face burning with shame, a sense of humiliation burning like a raging fire in her heart.
He was actually touched by a demonic cultivator! And at such a sacred moment, His actions were interrupted by a demonic cultivator!
A murderous glint flashed in Fusang's eyes. He quickly shook off Xie Wanxun's hand, and the golden threads behind him surged forward, instantly turning Xie Wanxun into a "beehive".
Just as Fusang's anger subsided slightly, Xie Wanxun disappeared from the spot, leaving only a puppet behind.
"How dare you!" Fusang turned around angrily, only to see Xie Wanning still staring at him blankly.
When the golden thread behind Him grabbed Xie Wanning, with a "snap," a wooden puppet was left behind in the same spot.
"Thank you, Wanxun!"
Fusang's face flushed crimson, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his teeth clenched so tightly they made a "crunching" sound. His eyes were wide open in anger as he stared intently at the puppet on the ground, his gaze seeming capable of shooting out sharp blades to tear it to pieces.
Suddenly, He stomped on the puppet, and with a cracking sound, He roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
The sound echoed in the vast divine realm, filled with awe and power.
Not far away, Xie Wanxun held Xie Wanning's hand tightly and ran quickly toward the passage.
Xie Wanxun's face was pale, and large beads of cold sweat kept dripping from her forehead, her clothes almost soaked with sweat. Her breathing was rapid, and each step she took was large and fast.
It was so dangerous just now, Xie Wanxun's heart is still in her throat.
In order to reach the realm of gods, Xie Wanxun had no choice but to face the heavenly lightning that would subject him to tribulation.
Even though her soul was stronger than that of an ordinary person, Xie Wanxun could not withstand the heavenly lightning. Therefore, she used puppets as a shield, destroying thousands of puppets before she was able to reach the realm of gods.
She is a demonic cultivator, and she will be detected immediately if she gets close to the Heavenly Dao.
Therefore, Xie Wanxun used a puppet to impersonate herself, attracting the Heavenly Dao's attention. Then, using the Blood Shadow Technique, she rescued Wan Ning from the Heavenly Dao's presence, quickly replacing her with a puppet to prevent the Heavenly Dao from discovering the deception.
Xie Wanxun didn't care about anything else; she just ran forward, her hand tightly gripping Xie Wanning's, as if afraid that Fusang would catch up at any moment.
Unfortunately, what you fear most is what happens.
"Xie Wanxun, don't even think about running away!" Fusang floated in the air, moving at an extremely fast speed.
Even faster than Him were the countless golden threads filling the sky.
The golden threads, like a swarm of bees emerging from their nest, formed a vast, seamless net in the sky, flying towards Xie Wanxun and Xie Wanning.
Xie Wanxun took a deep breath and shouted, "Then let's see if you can catch up with me."
As she spoke, countless black vines spread out from Xie Wanxun's feet, like a school of fish swimming swiftly, weaving through the light and shadow, and rushing towards the direction of the golden thread.
At the same time, Xie Wanxun tossed the storage bag at his waist into the air. In the blink of an eye, countless puppets appeared, blocking the golden silk's attack.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless tiny red paper figures swelled up without warning, and in the blink of an eye, they exploded with a loud "boom," scattering sparks everywhere. The blazing flames, along with the flying paper ash, formed a small storm that swept everything around it, catching everyone off guard.
The flames surged like a raging tide, instantly engulfing all vision, the intense light blinding. A deafening roar came from all directions simultaneously, making eardrums ache and obscuring the source of the sound.
Although these obstacles were like fleeting bubbles in front of Jin Si, the explosions and firelight made Jin Si chaotic and slowed down his pursuit.
Xie Wanxun's legs were practically spinning from exhaustion as she desperately pulled Xie Wanning toward the passage.
"A mere trick, you dare to be my enemy with such mere schemes." Fusang smiled contemptuously, his eyes slightly widened, the golden light in them as dazzling as the rising sun.
He spotted Xie Wanxun and Xie Wanning's positions at a glance, and with a push of his hand, the golden thread in his hand flew towards Xie Wanxun like a leopard poised to pounce.
The passage came into Xie Wanxun's view, but the golden ribbons behind her hissed and almost tangled in her hair.
Xie Wanxun gritted her teeth, gripped Xie Wanning's hand tightly, steadied herself on her feet, exerted force with her waist, and used her hands like two iron clamps to firmly hold Xie Wanning's arm.
"Run!"
With a sudden shout, Xie Wanxun used the force to swing Xie Wanning up in the air. Xie Wanning flew through the air in an arc, like a kite with a broken string, flying out uncontrollably.
"elder sister!"
A glimmer of light suddenly ignited in Xie Wanning's originally dim eyes, and in an instant, the light twinkled like stars, illuminating her entire face.
She saw countless golden threads surge out from behind Xie Wanxun, like a sudden golden rainstorm. These golden threads crisscrossed and surrounded Xie Wanxun from all directions, each one shimmering with a cold light.
Xie Wanxun forced a smile and resolutely closed her eyes.
"boom!"
In an instant, a huge cloud of dust was violently swirled up, obscuring the sky and the sun, like a pack of ferocious beasts baring their fangs and claws.
Suddenly, a light blue sword shadow flew out from the dust, and Xie Wanning swiftly reached out with her right hand and scooped Xie Wanxun up.
"Luo Ze, charge!"
Xie Wanning, riding the Luo Ze sword and employing the invincible sword technique, sped away like lightning. Jin Si chased after them, her sword momentum shifting, and the Luo Ze sword carried the two of them upwards.
Jin Si relentlessly pursued her. Xie Wan Ning was sweating profusely when she turned around and saw Xie Wan Xun holding a lacquered wooden sword.
"Walk?"
"Walk."
The two exchanged a smile, a sharp glint flashing in their eyes.
The golden threads drew closer and closer, their sharp whistling echoing in their ears. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with them, the very first few threads already touching the hem of their skirts.
Xie Wanning and Xie Wanxun looked towards the passage, and with a flick of their wrists, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out.
In an instant, two crescent-shaped blades shot out from the sword, carrying a chilling sword aura, and flew towards the passage like lightning.
"The Eighth Form of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique - Blade and Shadow!"
Just as Jin Si was about to grab the two, their figures vanished and reappeared at the entrance of the passage.
A look of joy flashed in Xie Wanning's eyes. She gripped Xie Wanxun's hand tightly and jumped down into the passage.
"The game of hunting is over. Now it's time to crush the ants." Fusang's cold voice came, like a death knell.
In the blink of an eye, the golden thread caught up with Xie Wanning, and a single golden thread precisely wrapped around her wrist, like a cold iron chain.
Immediately afterwards, countless golden threads intertwined and surrounded her and Xie Wanxun in the blink of an eye. They were like insects trapped in a spider web, unable to break free no matter how hard they struggled.
Despair welled up in Xie Wanning's eyes, and her body trembled involuntarily.
Just then, Xie Wanning was suddenly pulled into an embrace. A familiar scent instantly enveloped her; the chest was broad and warm, like a blazing fireplace in winter, continuously radiating warmth.
Xie Wanxun patted Xie Wanning's head gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Immediately afterwards, Xie Wanxun used all his strength to shove Xie Wanning violently into the passage.
"puff!"
With a muffled thud, the golden thread pierced through Xie Wanxun's abdomen, the force so great that it sent her sprawling backward. A tearing pain shot through her abdomen, her breathing became rapid and labored, and her vision began to blur.
"Sister, no!"
Xie Wanning's heart-wrenching voice rang out, and Xie Wanxun could vaguely see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"I'm sorry, you silly girl, I can't... celebrate your next... birthday with you."