Vol.7-Chapter 11，Part 2: Showing Off! (2)

Vol.7-Chapter 11,Part 2: Showing Off! (2)

Chapter 11: Showing Off! (2)

"You, of all people..."

Bai Lian took a step forward.

She recalled the plot of the game.

Even in the best game storyline, Master Qin, the leader of Qingyu Peak, perished at the hands of Mu Yisheng, and numerous ordinary disciples died in the war's aftermath.

In the worst game storyline, the battle resulted in the death of most of the Duxian sect's disciples, and Yan Yue was also gravely injured, losing all hope of becoming an Immortal.

For either the events that transpired in the game or the woman who hovered beside her, she would not forgive Mu Yisheng and let him go.

Apply Special Effects on him!

As Bai Lian grew angrier, her fists enveloped in dense water mist that appeared to conceal sparkling stars.

She shook her fist.

It seemed very slow, but Mu Yisheng had nowhere to hide.

At that moment, Bai Lian shouted as her fist crashed heavily into Mu Yisheng's chest.

"You better be dead!"

Bang!

The sun shone everywhere, and the stars twinkled.

Even the people in the bright light were amazed.

"You jerk!"

They witnessed Mu Yisheng yelling furiously.

A Natural Saint? And then what?

The reincarnation of a Star Lord? And what of it?

At the Transcendency Stage? And what's the significance?

Those who obstruct his path will perish!

Bang, bang, bang.

Mu Yisheng fiercely battled with Bai Lian.

Counting: one, two, three...

The fists were surrounded by white light as they twisted.

However, during the fight, Mu Yisheng gradually regained his composure.

He was overwhelmed!

Pop.

His arm cracked and blood started flowing.

Pop.

"Bai Lian, I'm going to..."

Mu Yisheng halted in the middle.

Amidst the bamboo forest illuminated with a soft glow, a gorgeous lily blossomed before Bai Lian's eyes.

Before long, a slender woman draped in blue appeared.

She only balled up her fists.

Pop.

Mu Yisheng's body was shattered into pieces.

He was on the verge of death.

When he turned back into a human, he felt completely hopeless.

Why is there someone else here?

An Lan sneered, "How dare you lay a finger on my disciple?"

Mu Yisheng was unable to hear anything.

He simply couldn't comprehend.

He only targeted Bai Lian, why did it feel like he had stirred up a hornet's nest?

"Master."

In surprise, Bai Lian rushed towards An Lan.

There was a lot that she wanted to say to An Lan, but it would have to wait until Mu Yisheng had been dealt with.

"I'll take care of him," Bai Lian said.

An Lan looked at Bai Lian with soft eyes, withdrew her raised hand, and said, "Okay."

Bai Lian gave a nod.

"You may proceed."

This was spoken to the souls that had been purified.

In the blink of an eye, they emerged from the Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror that was draped around Mu Yisheng's neck like a tide, enveloping him.

"No way!"

Mu Yisheng let out a scream.

He was being battered by numerous hands, his soul being shredded and pulling him into the mirror against his will.

He put up a valiant fight, but his strength proved insufficient.

Despite shouting for his men to help, none answered his call.

Ultimately, he was left alone.

He was the creator of the Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror, and eventually met his demise within its confines.

As the Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror crashed onto the ground with an echoing clatter, a multitude of lights dispersed from the glowing white column.

Silence filled the world.

A gentle melody could be heard emanating from the depths of the mirror.

"Bai Lian, thank you."