novelraw Chapter 659: Golden Hoop!
Chapter 659: Golden Hoop!
Tushan Yiguang's expression remained cold and detached.
She couldn't sense Qin Heng's aura at all, much less know that he had already appeared behind her. She believed that Qin Heng had been reduced to ashes under her sword light, gone forever!
"Rongrong, that man is dead. Come back to Mount Tu with me," Tushan Yiguang said, her gaze turning to Nie Rongrong. "Your heart-nature is still unsettled, and you can be easily swayed by men. You shouldn't remain in this mortal world any longer."
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Tushan Yiguang realized that the expressions on Nie Rongrong's and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady's faces were odd—a mixture of shock and joy, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.
Could it be that man isn't dead? A flicker of doubt crossed Tushan Yiguang's mind. Then, reflected in the pupils of Nie Rongrong and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, she saw Qin Heng's figure. How could this be...
She exclaimed, her expression stunned. She turned to attack Qin Heng, but with just a slight movement, she saw him floating high in the air, a golden light flickering in his palm!
"You little fox, your nature is too obstinate and needs to be disciplined," Qin Heng said, his gaze cold and his voice calm. "This is a Divine Skill called the 'Golden Hoop.' Let me give you a taste."
His words had barely fallen when—
CLANG!!
The golden light in Qin Heng's palm emitted a sound like clashing metal, instantly transforming into a golden hoop that descended towards Tushan Yiguang's head!
Danger!!
Danger!!
Danger!!
Extreme danger!!!
In an instant, Tushan Yiguang's pupils shrank to pinpoints. An overwhelming sense of alarm surged through her heart, and an unparalleled fear engulfed her!
Flee, flee, flee, flee! I must flee! Otherwise, disaster will be imminent!
This was an innate premonition of danger, an instinct of the Demonic race!
"This is bad!!"
Tushan Yiguang's face paled with fright. She mobilized her true power, trying to shift her body away from Qin Heng!
But at that very moment, the golden hoop landed on her head, gripping it tightly, as if taking root!
Simultaneously, a blindingly brilliant golden light completely enveloped her senses and vision. It even severed natural laws and veiled the Great Dao, as if imprisoning her entire being within a Forbidden Land!
Even her Saint domain seemed to lose its effect, unable to offer any enhancement or protection!
How is this possible!? Tushan Yiguang's heart trembled in shock. She tried to exert her true power to break free from the strange golden light!
But the moment she attempted to use her true power, an unbearable stabbing pain shot through her body. Her internal organs felt as if they were on fire, her brow as though it was being crushed by a mountain, and her limbs and bones seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants!
Pain!
Pain!!
Extreme agony!!!
"AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, AHHHH!!" Tushan Yiguang let out an incredibly intense wail; the pain was extreme!
Her exquisitely beautiful face contorted in pain, and her body began to tremble non-stop. Had her gown not been an extraordinary artifact, it would have been soaked with sweat by now. She was limp and on the verge of collapsing, plummeting from this altitude of 10,000 meters!
"Why must this be?" Qin Heng gently shook his head. In his previous life, he had witnessed the true Tight Hoop Curse and subsequently created a Divine Skill, the Golden Hoop. It was something Tushan Yiguang simply couldn't withstand. The gap was simply too large!
However, he couldn't just watch Tushan Yiguang fall from this 10,000-meter altitude.
Qin Heng raised his hand and lightly pointed. A pale golden light transformed into a rope, binding itself directly around Tushan Yiguang's slender waist. Qin Heng held the other end of the rope, preventing her from falling.
Now, to others, Tushan Yiguang looked like Qin Heng's pet, tied with a golden rope that he held in his hand.
"You!?" Tushan Yiguang snapped to awareness. A Saint's spiritual will is incredibly strong; despite the immense pain, she had not completely lost her reason. Feeling the binding around her waist and seeing Qin Heng holding the other end of the rope, she bit her pearly teeth, glared at him, and seethed, "Despicable! Shameless!!"
After cursing him, she attempted to mobilize her true power again to break free from Qin Heng's restraint. But as soon as her true power stirred, that unbearable pain assaulted her once more!
"AHHH, AHHH!!" Tushan Yiguang screamed, her entire body trembling, her delicate features twisted in extreme agony.
A peerless beauty, like Xishi of old, now found herself in torture too painful to bear. Her soft, jade-like body trembled ceaselessly, her hands gripping the rope so tightly that her fingernails nearly embedded into her palms!
It was truly extreme agony.
Anyone witnessing such a scene would feel heartache; how could such a stunning beauty, an earthly immortal, endure such torment!
Even Nie Rongrong and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady felt somewhat reluctant to watch, wanting to plead with Qin Heng to spare Tushan Yiguang from further suffering.
But then they remembered how merciless Tushan Yiguang had been before, and they hesitated.
In the end, they did not plead with Qin Heng on her behalf, but they did turn away, their backs to her, unwilling to watch her torment.
It must be said that since ancient times, stunning beauties have always received preferential treatment.
Legend has it that after the Investiture of the Gods, when Daji was brought to the execution ground, even the Immortal Gods could not bear to decapitate her. Many executioners were summoned, yet not one could bring themselves to kill such a peerless beauty.
In the end, it was Jiang Ziya who borrowed the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger to finally slay her!
Tushan Yiguang might not possess Daji's legendary beauty, acclaimed through the heavens and across ages, but in Mount Tu, her allure was paramount, likely not far behind Daji of Qingqiu heritage.
Yet, faced with such a beauty, Qin Heng's expression remained as tranquil as a still well, his demeanor utterly composed. His gaze rested calmly on Tushan Yiguang as she writhed and screamed under the punishment of the Golden Hoop.
Not a hint of pity.
Having once attained the Eternal realm and ascended to the position of Immortal Emperor, his Dao heart was incredibly steadfast. Even though he was only in his teens, the firmness of his will was beyond doubt.
He would not allow beauty to influence his actions or judgment.
The effects of the Golden Hoop were not short-lived.
At this moment, Tushan Yiguang was still engulfed in torturous agony, a punishment for her earlier defiance. However, the power of the Golden Hoop was truly immense. Even for a member of the Fox Clan who had stepped into the Saint realm, it was unbearable.
Tushan Yiguang was nearly at the point of collapse, her exquisite features flushed crimson with pain. Her jade-like arms, white as lotus roots, emerged from her sleeves, gripping the golden rope tightly.
She struggled to open her eyes, but her pupils were nearly unfocused, her gaze utterly vacant. Her cherry-like lips parted, emitting cries that were paradoxically melodious yet utterly wretched!
Her lily-white hands clutched the golden rope, bringing it to her lips. Then, she bit down hard on it, trying to lessen the pain and stifle her screams.
Actually, the golden rope was not solid. If Qin Heng wished, he could have rendered it ethereal at any moment, preventing Tushan Yiguang from biting it. Yet, he did not do so.
He simply allowed Tushan Yiguang to bite the rope.