The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1114 - 607: Changtian Returns

But this woman should know her life is nearing its end. After she dies, the God Demon Prison will still fall back into his control. Is there any point in deceiving him with these trivial lies?

Ning Xiaoxian quietly looked at the demon who had been renowned since the Ancient Times. Perhaps it was her clear heart at this moment, but within a few words, she saw from his expression and words the deep dread he had for Changtian. Her man, even after thirty thousand years, even while shackled in the deep prison, enduring the constant pain of having his Divine Power drained, was still feared and remembered by others in this way.

Should she not feel proud?

Yin Jiu You didn’t hear her answer, reached out two fingers to pinch her chin tightly, and asked again: "Where exactly is Changtian?" The way he said this carried not a bit of threat, as if casually chatting with a neighbor saying, "Nice weather today." But Ning Xiaoxian would never doubt that the consequences of her resistance would be more than just the simplicity of death.

However, what else did she have to fear? Her body was already destroyed, her blood dried up, even her Primordial Spirit had reached the stage of exhaustion. To others, her gaze had long since faded, no longer lively, the divine light from her eyes gradually diminishing. Demon Cultivation’s resilience ultimately has a limit that none can surpass.

Yet she still dared to whisper: "You know, why do villains like you always lose in the end?"

He was extremely sensitive to the word "lose," so strangely he asked further: "Why?"

Ning Xiaoxian smiled, her words unexpectedly filled with boundless ease and delight: "Because, you talk way too much. You should have... killed me long ago. Changtian, Changtian has already arrived."

Just at that moment, as if some voice in the void clearly told her: He is back.

Changtian, is back.

This is their mutual blood connection, an intuitive understanding that could never be wrong.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes fixed on the grand dome of the Star-picking Tower, and though such a slight motion now felt extremely difficult, she sensed her breath becoming light again, strength flowing endlessly into her limbs.

After all, it was her Changtian, finally returning at the most critical moment.

This battle is not over, I am not dead yet, and we have not lost. She silently encouraged herself. She had originally worried about how her near-dead body could have the strength to wield the Nanming Lihuo Sword and sever the Dragon Binding Rope from him. Now that problem was perfectly solved.

This is truly wonderful, truly wonderful.

Her face suddenly lit up with a renewed radiance, Yin Jiu You’s expression turned grim, his eyes subconsciously darting left and right. Changtian has come? Where? Finally, he followed Ning Xiaoxian’s gaze upward.

On the ceiling of the seventh floor, suddenly broke in a beam of gold light. Though this light was no more than palm-sized, it radiated intensely and dominantly, more dazzling than the noonday sun in summer, impossible not to notice its arrival. Only Ning Xiaoxian was sincerely delighted: The color of this light, more pure and intense than what she saw a year ago, clearly showing the extraordinary gains from this journey.

It didn’t even pause, heading straight towards Ning Xiaoxian.

Yin Jiu You saw it too. His eyesight was naturally very keen, instantly recognizing Changtian’s Primordial Spirit wrapped within the gold light, his expression briefly stunned, clearly wanting to burst out laughing!

It turns out that Changtian’s physical form remained in God Demon Prison, only somehow sending out his Primordial Spirit. Who is Yin Jiu You? An expert in manipulating souls, such a bare Primordial Spirit arriving without physical protection, isn’t it practically offering himself on a platter?

Such precise timing, such delightful self-trapping, he couldn’t help but marvel at his luck. If Changtian’s Primordial Spirit were not in prison, what pleasure would there be in merely torturing his physical form?

Great, truly great!

Changtian’s Primordial Spirit naturally saw the scene’s situation first, witnessed her plight, his face showing an expression of ultimate shock and fury, his pace quickening without the urging of Heavenly Dao.

Yin Jiu You laughed loudly, gripping a halberd in his right hand, muttering two phrases, then opened the five fingers of his left hand, resembling a dragon claw emitting faint purple light, aiming at Changtian’s Primordial Spirit. This move appeared no longer ordinary, but imbued with an inescapable sinister mystery, the temperature within several feet suddenly dropping, even the cultivators outside the Barrier shivered involuntarily, experiencing a chilling dread and awe deep in their hearts.

He excelled in Soul Control, this Soul Chasing and Soul Stealing secret technique, more vicious and cruel than the Soul-hooking Chains of the Underworld, could forcibly extract even the souls of living humans, let alone the intangible Primordial Spirit?

As the Primordial Spirit soared forward, Yin Jiu You’s speed was not lacking in might, appearing as if Changtian’s Primordial Spirit was courting death on its own. But just as Yin Jiu You confidently grasped forward, he distinctly saw on the Primordial Spirit’s face, a trace of the cold satirical smile unique to Changtian.

"At such a juncture, he still dares to mock me!" Thoughts flashed through Yin Jiu You’s mind momentarily, then he tightened his grip even further! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)