Chapter 131: The Calamity of Sect Annihilation (Part VII)

Regardless of how astonishing Su Ye’s talent and combat prowess might be, the gap between him and Hei Yan was simply too vast. Although the jade ruler in his hand was miraculous, Su Ye could exert no more than a fraction of its power; as he stood now, he was far from being a match for Hei Yan.

Hei Yan had likely never imagined he would be wounded by a mere boy at the Core-Condensation stage. Upon regaining his composure, his eyes filled with malice as he looked toward Su Ye, who had been sent flying by his blow. Just as he was about to rush over and finish Su Ye off with a single strike, his gaze shifted to Lei Wei. A thought suddenly crossed his mind: *Hmm? That boy was so desperate to save him earlier; their relationship must be profound!*

Since the boy cared so much for Lei Wei, he would kill him first, and then deal with the master. With this thought settled, he cast a cold glance at Su Ye and raised his hand to strike at the immobile Lei Wei.

Little White, having kept an eye on Lei Wei’s situation, longed to charge over and engage in a fierce battle with Chi Mu. However, it had already pledged its loyalty to Ji Mo and shared a psychic link with her; it could naturally sense the anxiety in her heart. Sensing the life force rapidly fading from her body, it hesitated for a moment before abandoning Chi Mu. It turned its head, let out a roar, and charged toward Lei Wei.

"Xiao Mo, don't worry about me! Take your senior brother and leave this place!" Seeing Ji Mo riding atop Little White as she charged toward him, Lei Wei roared with a raspy voice, his eyes filled with desperate pleading.

Lei Wei had watched his fellow sect members perish one by one before his eyes, yet he was powerless to stop it. His tiger-like eyes had been strained to the point of tearing; fresh blood streamed down from their corners. Previously, because his expression had been calm, it did not seem so startling, but now, with his eyes wide and his expression contorted, he looked truly terrifying.

Lei Wei was a man of great pride, yet faced with today’s catastrophe, he had no means of resistance. Having witnessed the death of Ouyang Ruchu—a beautiful woman for whom he held complex, unspoken feelings—the grief and rage in his heart were immeasurable. Now, his two disciples were risking their own lives to save his. With his discernment, he could clearly see that both Ji Mo and Su Ye were at the end of their strength. If they did not leave now, they would surely fall here.

Whether to preserve a shred of hope for the Moon-Gazing Sect or out of the protective instinct of a master, Lei Wei could not and would not accept such an ending. His only thought now was for Ji Mo and Su Ye to escape.

In front of Hei Yan, these Nascent Soul cultivators had no power to resist. Locked by his intent, they could not even perform a self-destruction. Had it not been for the miraculous nature of the jade ruler, Su Ye would not have even been able to move, let alone block that strike against Lei Wei.

As Lei Wei’s voice faded, Leng Fengyang’s voice rang out: "Ji Mo, your master is right. As long as you and your brother live, the Moon-Gazing Sect will not truly perish. Take Su Ye and go!"

"Princess Moyue, I suggest you stop wasting your efforts. The outcome of today is already set. The White Jade Flood Dragon Whip in your hand is indeed formidable, but firstly, it has not yet recovered from its own injuries, and secondly, your cultivation is too low to unleash its true power. Thus, you cannot prevent the destruction of the Moon-Gazing Sect, nor can you stop the demise of your master," Hei Yan said, stepping back two paces as he saw Little White reach him, his tone indifferent.

As for the conversation between Lei Wei and Leng Fengyang, Hei Yan paid it no mind. With his and Chi Mu’s abilities, he did not believe for a moment that Ji Mo and Su Ye could escape from under his nose. Although Little White’s combat power was startling, it was no match for the combined strength of himself and Chi Mu. Once Little White was pinned down, could a severely wounded Ji Mo and Su Ye hope to escape from the hands of Ji Chengrui and Ji Liangyu?

"Go, Xiao Mo! Do you want to see your master die with regrets?" Watching the struggle and hesitation in Ji Mo’s eyes, Lei Wei could not help but roar in fury.

"Master, Senior Uncle Sect Master, I will take you all with me!" Ji Mo gritted her teeth and beckoned, preparing to bring Lei Wei, Su Ye, and Leng Fengyang onto Little White’s back.

"Heh, Princess Moyue, it seems you will not give up until you hit the Yellow River," Hei Yan chuckled. Without any visible movement, the body of Lei Wei, standing only a few paces from Ji Mo, suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into a rain of blood in the air!

"Master!" Ji Mo and the newly recovered Su Ye cried out in grief. At the moment she saw Lei Wei’s body burst apart before her eyes, Ji Mo thought of her parents. Seeing her master transformed into a bloody mist, the pain she had deliberately suppressed welled up. Boundless rage and sorrow engulfed her.

Her bright, clear eyes gradually turned blood-red. Deep within her body, an unknown bloodline and power seemed to awaken, as if summoned. A terrifying aura, as if from the primordial age, rose from her.

Little White, feeling the aura suddenly radiating from Ji Mo, felt its heart turn cold and its body stiffen; it halted in mid-air, not daring to move. Not far away, Hei Yan felt a surge of alarm. Though he could not comprehend why this mere Foundation Establishment girl suddenly exuded such a terrifying aura, he acted instinctively, retreating backward.

"Die! All of you, go to hell today!" With blood-red eyes, Ji Mo leaped from Little White’s back and lunged at Hei Yan. Locked by her crimson gaze, Hei Yan lost even the courage to resist. He wanted to flee, but pinned by her murderous intent, his body could not move an inch.

*How can this be? This is not a power that should exist in the mortal realm!* Hei Yan was struck with horror. He could only watch helplessly as a fist smashed toward him. Then, *bang!* Just like his treatment of the Moon-Gazing Sect members, he was reduced to a mist of blood by Ji Mo’s single blow, with no means of defense. Most terrifying of all, even his soul was obliterated by that punch! Ji Chengrui, Su Ye, Chi Mu, and Leng Fengyang all stared at Ji Mo as if they had seen a ghost.

After killing Hei Yan with a single blow, Ji Mo slowly shifted her gaze to the others. The first to fall into her sight was Jiang Ping. As their eyes met, Jiang Ping felt a bone-chilling cold, as if her heart were being gripped by some unseen force, making it difficult to breathe. Overwhelmed by infinite terror, she wanted to retreat and run, but she found she could not move.

Ji Mo stared with her crimson eyes and took a step forward. Jiang Ping’s fear escalated; her body, as if no longer her own, collapsed to the ground with a thud. Her eyes filled with dread, and she screamed unconsciously: "No, no, Junior Sister Ji, no, don't kill me!"