Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 535 - 300 Spirit Mother

Chapter 535: 300 Spirit Mother

Heart Sword!

Great Freedom Sword Technique!

Jun Yao had gone mad with killing, achieving Unity of Man and Sword, her Sword Qi soaring like a rainbow.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Flesh and blood flew in all directions!

The tip of her sword traced elegant arcs through the air, filled with strength and beauty.

With every swing of her blade, a piercing sound of slicing wind erupted, like a violent storm, unstoppable.

Alone with her sword, she pushed outward like a cascade in a mountain stream, surging ceaselessly with a majestic momentum.

The soldiers were like paper puppets, being slaughtered, overturning and collapsing in a tumble of bodies.

In no time, severed limbs and bodies were everywhere.

"Holy shit..."

Xigou was dumbstruck, frozen in place.

Honestly, he had always thought of Jun Yao as a soft girl, gentle and lovely, with a kind heart.

Who would have thought...

Once Jun Yao had murder in her heart, there was nothing vague about it, absolutely no mercy.

Quickly, all the soldiers who had rushed into the inn were killed.

Facing Jun Yao at the pinnacle of the Nine Ox Realm, those soldiers were no match at all, even escaping was too late.

All dead!

Step by step, Jun Yao walked to the entrance of the inn, her eyes flashed, and she saw eight martial artists dressed in luxurious clothes, and their aura was soaring.

"Eh?!"

Ma Zongtan, the Prefectural Governor riding a horse, set his eyes on Jun Yao and was immediately astounded by her divine presence.

Beautiful!

Truly beautiful!

Ma Zongtan’s breath caught, feeling as though a fairy had descended to earth.

However, he quickly sensed an overwhelming pressure hitting him, causing his hair to stand on end and goosebumps to spread over his skin.

"Nine Ox Realm!!"

Ma Zongtan’s breath halted, eyeing Jun Yao with astonishment and uncertainty.

At that moment, one of his subordinates suddenly shouted, "How audacious, to see the Prefectural Governor and not kneel!"

Jun Yao’s face was covered in frost as she coldly glanced at the subordinate, her sword tip quivering.

The sword light shone brightly!

Splat~

The mouthy subordinate stiffened, his head flying backward.

Ma Zongtan and the others’ expressions changed dramatically.

That sword stroke Jun Yao had just delivered seemed effortless, yet it was filled with immense Sword Qi.

As a result, not a single person present could react in time to block it.

No!

Even if they had tried, they likely couldn’t have blocked it!

"Could she be at the pinnacle of the Nine Ox Realm?!"

The eight Nine Ox Realm martial artists exchanged looks, their hearts filled with shock.

Ma Zongtan felt his scalp go numb, his heart sinking, rapidly bowing and saying, "Please calm your anger, miss. I meant no offense, please forgive us."

Standing sideways, Jun Yao pointed her sword tip towards the ground, looking coldly at Ma Zongtan, she asked, "What are you doing here?"

Ma Zongtan hurriedly said, "I received a report that there are cult members lurking in this inn, so I came to arrest them."

Jun Yao looked around and said in a cold voice, "What cultists are worth the mobilization of eight of you from the Nine Ox Realm?"

"Well..."

Ma Zongtan was at a loss for words for a moment, his eyes darting around before he gave an embarrassed smile and said, "I don’t mean to deceive you, miss, but not long ago, the Akamikado decreed the ’Wuming Divine Sect’ as a cult.

This ’Wuming Divine Sect’ also has a branch in our Dai Mountain County, and I am exerting all efforts to exterminate it."

Upon hearing this, Jun Yao directly asked, "Which room are the cultists in?"

Ma Zongtan replied, "We’re not sure yet, which is why we’re conducting a search."

Jun Yao sneered and said, "If it’s a search, why did your men barge straight into my room?"

"This..."

Ma Zongtan’s face shifted through several expressions as he glanced to the west.

On the horizon, only the last blush of twilight remained.

The corners of his mouth twitched into a sinister smile as he looked up and said, "That’s because someone reported that you are the cultist of the ’Wuming Divine Sect’."

Jun Yao’s eyes narrowed slightly as she countered, "Do I look like some cultist to you?"

Ma Zongtan grew more composed and laughed, "Whether you are or not, please come with us and cooperate with our investigation."

Jun Yao snorted coldly, and suddenly, she noticed the sky darkening rapidly, a bit too quickly.

At the same time, a chilling wind arose all around, making one shiver not from cold but from dread.

The wailing of the wind sounded like the weeping of ghosts and howling of wolves, exceptionally eerie.

In the sky, a mass of dark clouds gathered, the cloud layer violently rolling, occasionally revealing huge, twisted human faces.

Jun Yao’s brows furrowed, and without hesitation, she suddenly raised her sword edge.

A flash of sword light!

A burst of Sword Qi surged out, shooting straight into the sky, striking one of the faces.

"Jie ah~"

The face let out a piercing scream, split in two, and dissipated into the depths of the dark clouds.

But the next instant, the dark clouds stirred again, and a pale, ghostly hand, ghastly white like bone, immeasurably huge, reached out.

The Ghost Hand pressed down with a palm!

Jun Yao’s complexion changed as the light from her Heart Sword intensified and she held it above her head.

Boom!

The pale ghost hand slapped onto the Heart Sword, whose light flickered uncertainly.

A terrifying force came crashing down!

Jun Yao, unable to match it, stumbled backward, scraping her feet against the ground.

"Haha!"

Ma Zongtan and his men’s morale soared, and they couldn’t help but shout, "With the Yuling Mother Venerate here, who dares to act rashly?"

Before his words could finish...

The dark clouds converged, forming the silhouette of a woman’s body.

The eerie thing was that the woman’s body alternated between solid and ethereal, indistinctly blurred.

Jun Yao forced herself to regain her balance, her sword-hand trembling slightly, with a sharp pain coming from her palm.

She looked up at the Yuling Mother Venerate suspended in mid-air, her pupils unconsciously contracting.

"Can fly?"

Jun Yao was greatly shocked, having seen many Demon Transformation forms that could fly, but she had never seen anyone who could stand suspended in mid-air without moving.

Moreover, the Hand Power that had struck her just now was quite alarming.

"Hundred Cows Realm!!"

Jun Yao took a sharp breath.

The Yuling Mother Venerate looked down at everyone and said, "The sword in her hand is Fourth Level, and that young person who possesses the treasured artifact is still hiding in the house."