Chapter 353 The Trap
The moment the pillars of light intertwined into a cage, the wine liquid in Lin Wan's cup suddenly condensed into ice crystals.
Lin Wan drew her sword.
When the sword light rose, the entire White Jade Pavilion suddenly fell silent.
Ji Wuque's pupils abruptly constricted. He saw a layer of thin frost condensing on Lin Wan's sword tip—that was not ice, but sword qi condensed to the extreme.
The sword tip lightly tapped the ice crystals.
"Ding—"
A clear sword chime echoed through the ruins. The ice crystals shattered into countless tiny ice blades. Every ice blade carried a sharp edge capable of severing rules, shooting towards the thirty-six blood-colored pillars of light.
"Crack!"
The first pillar of light shattered in response, the sound of breaking like glass hitting the ground. Immediately followed by the second, the third... The shattered pillars turned into a sky-filling blood mist, yet wrapped by the sword qi, they rolled back, dyeing the remaining pillars a desolate and brilliant crimson.
Ji Wuque abruptly stood up. The dark patterns on his dragon robe twisted madly, attempting to block this terrifying sword momentum.
However, those ice blades seemed to possess spirituality as they bypassed his defense, precisely nailing every weak point of each pillar of light.
Subsequently, Lin Wan's sword momentum did not stop.
She flipped her wrist, and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the air. This sword strike seemed slow, but in reality, it was fast to the extreme. Wherever the sword edge passed, space was like silk being torn open, revealing pitch-black nothingness.
"Boom!"
The sword qi struck the base of Mount Buzhou. That black giant mountain, connecting heaven and earth, violently trembled. Inside the honeycomb-shaped holes on the mountain surface, countless pale green ghost fires swayed madly, emitting ear-piercing shrieks.
The earth began to crack.
Centered on the sword mark, spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions. Pitch-black mist sprayed from the fissures; that was the mountain marrow poisonous miasma forced out by the sword qi.
The mist intertwined with the sword qi, unexpectedly forming a hideous black dragon in the air, roaring as it pounced towards the remaining pillars of light.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Amidst the continuous sounds of explosions, another eighteen pillars of light collapsed. Shattered blood runes poured down like a rainstorm, dyeing the ruins a scarlet red.
Lin Wan's sword momentum climbed to its peak.
She held the sword with both hands. The frost condensed on the sword tip had at this moment transformed into substantial ice flames. That ice flame had no temperature, yet it caused the surrounding space to freeze.
Ji Wuque finally changed his expression.
The sword fell.
There was no sound, no light, only a pure "line" to the extreme.
That "line" slashed across the void, dividing heaven and earth into two halves.
The clouds above were neatly sliced open, revealing the brilliant starry sky. The ground below silently collapsed, forming a bottomless canyon.
The remaining pillars of light were like fragile glass before this "line", instantly turning to fine powder. Even the body of Mount Buzhou was shaved off a corner, the fracture smooth as a mirror, revealing the squirming black flesh and blood inside.
The wind stopped.
Lin Wan sheathed her sword, and the ice crystals in the cup had just completely melted.
She raised her eyes to look at Ji Wuque.
"Now, can I go?"
...
"Hahaha..."
Ji Wuque's laughter suddenly rang out over the ruins, making Lin Wan instinctively sense that something was amiss.
"Last time in the Upper Realm, when you suddenly disappeared, I have been guarding against it. Do you really think that the mere Immortal Prison is my only backup? Wrong! Its only purpose for existing is to be able to trap you for three breaths!"
He pressed his hand downward, ruthlessly smashing it into the ground.
"The Immortal Prison is merely a feint."
Ji Wuque pinched a strand of silver light between his fingertips.
"What truly intends to trap you is what is triggered within these three breaths—"
The void abruptly distorted.
The ground beneath Lin Wan's feet suddenly collapsed, revealing the surging darkness below.
Within that darkness, starlight flickered, yet it was chillingly heart-palpitating.
Lin Wan perceived the power within, and her pupils abruptly shrank.
"Power of Space?"
In just an instant, this strand of darkness suddenly expanded, swallowing her whole within it.
"Answer correct, but unfortunately it is already too late—"
Ji Wuque's figure took one last look at the white-clad figure falling into the darkness before dissipating.
"Goodbye, Fairy Lin Wan."
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