Chapter 395 - 401: Slaying Song Lan Tian

Song Lan Tian was startled by the look in Song Wanning’s eyes and immediately resorted to threats.

"Our Song Family is a prominent and reputable clan in the Southern Domain. You—if you don’t kill me, I can let bygones be bygones."

At this moment, survival was the most important thing.

’There will be plenty of opportunities to settle the score later.’

Song Lan Tian thought viciously. ’A surefire victory, turned into this mess all because of some unknown female cultivator.’

’This is infuriating!’

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Song Wanning raised an eyebrow and broke into a smile.

"A moment ago, you didn’t look like you were planning to give the Ancient Cold Sect disciples a chance."

As she spoke, the smile on her face grew even brighter, but the Longsword in her hand shot directly toward Song Lan Tian.

Song Lan Tian was greatly alarmed and quickly took out a gourd-shaped Magical Treasure.

Instantly, an immense power emanated from it.

In the next instant, Song Wanning found herself somewhere else.

She was trapped in the middle of a vast ocean, surrounded by crashing waves. As they neared her, they transformed into countless daggers that flew toward her.

Song Wanning’s eyes sharpened, and she forcefully slashed her Longsword forward.

This one strike combined the power of the passage to her internal world and the halos of four elemental attributes.

Everyone else only saw her wave her sword lightly.

The next moment, the gourd-shaped Magical Treasure in Song Lan Tian’s hand exploded into fragments.

PFFT—

Song Lan Tian suffered a backlash, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in shock. Her Divine Sense felt like it was being stabbed by needles, throbbing with sharp pain.

With a trembling hand, she looked at Song Wanning in terror.

"You... you’re not at the Void Refining Stage at all!"

’Song Wanning’s strength can’t possibly be at the Void Refining Stage! It’s absolutely impossible!!!’

"Mid-stage Void Refining, the real deal."

Song Wanning leisurely put away her Longsword, not planning to make another move herself.

She turned to look at Yue Lin and the other disciples, ignoring their shocked expressions. She tossed them a porcelain vial containing the Elixir Pills she had recently refined.

These were all High Rank Spirit Pills. Even in the Ancient Cold Sect, not everyone could get their hands on them.

The disciples took the vial and looked inside, and were once again stunned.

But they all understood Song Wanning’s intention and quickly took out the Elixir Pills and consumed them.

The effects of the High Rank Spirit Pills were extraordinary. In just a few breaths, the injuries inside their bodies began to heal at a rapid pace.

Two minutes later, they had fully recovered.

The disciples stood up. Wielding their Magical Treasures, they turned to face the members of the Canglan Sect.

"Hehe."

Someone let out a malicious laugh.

"It’s our turn now!"

"You ganged up on us and even wanted to kill us. Now we’ll let you have a taste of what it’s like to be bullied!"

With that, the disciples charged toward the few remaining members of the Canglan Sect.

As for Yue Lin, he once again faced Song Lan Tian.

Song Lan Tian’s Divine Soul was damaged and her body was severely injured. How could she possibly be a match for Yue Lin in his prime? After just a few exchanges, she was beaten to the ground, unable to get up. Even spitting blood had become a luxury.

She lay on the ground, barely breathing, but her eyes were still defiant, glaring fixedly at Song Wanning and Yue Lin.

"Still not convinced? Come find me for revenge in your next life!"

A thick killing intent flashed in Yue Lin’s eyes as he launched a fatal blow at Song Lan Tian.

However, in the next instant, a talisman flew into the air, transforming into a torrent of Spiritual Energy that sent Yue Lin flying.

It emitted a brilliant light, circling continuously around Song Lan Tian.

"Haha..."

Seeing this, Song Lan Tian began to laugh maniacally.

This was a Life-saving Talisman given to her by an elder. These people thought they could kill her?

’They must be dreaming!!!’

Song Lan Tian’s eyes were filled with provocation.

By this point, all the other Canglan Sect disciples had been dealt with, leaving her as the sole survivor.

The Ancient Cold Sect disciples gathered around, frowning at the sight.

"I almost forgot these people are incredibly well-connected. They must have plenty of Protective Dharma Treasures on them!"

"Are we just going to let her go? If she gets out of here alive, we’re all done for!"

They had killed so many Canglan Sect disciples. It would be fine if no one identified them, but if word got out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Yue Lin... you can’t kill me..."

Song Lan Tian spat out another mouthful of blood, then took out an Elixir Pill and swallowed it, all traces of her earlier panic gone.

She looked at Song Wanning with an arrogant expression. "See this? People like you, you lowlifes, will never be able to catch up to people like me..."

If it had been anyone else, they would have been dead long ago.

But she was different.

Her background was something these people could only dream of. What they chased their entire lives, she was born with.

’So what if Song Wanning is powerful?’

"Hahaha..."

Song Lan Tian burst into loud laughter. As soon as her injuries healed, she would leave this place immediately.

’And then, all these people can just wait for death!!!!’

"You—"

The Ancient Cold Sect disciples’ eyes turned red with fury at Song Lan Tian’s arrogant attitude.

The Canglan Sect were the ones who started the bullying, yet the Ancient Cold Sect was expected to bear the consequences.

This was simply going too far.

Yue Lin’s face was also dark as he gripped his Magical Treasure and attacked Song Lan Tian again.

The outcome was as expected. He was sent flying back, a heavy blow landing on his chest. He let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, stop wasting your time! Hahaha—"

Seeing this, Song Lan Tian’s laughter became even more wild.

"Yue Lin, you are destined to be crushed under my heel for the rest of your life."

"When I get out of here, every single one of you will die! You will all die! Hahahaha!"

Song Lan Tian’s heart filled with glee. The angrier they got, the more satisfied she felt.

As for the other dead disciples, she couldn’t care less.

"So noisy."

Hearing the grating voice, a cold light flashed in Song Wanning’s eyes.

In the next instant, her figure vanished from its spot.

"Hmph, you bitch. When I get out, you’ll be the one who dies the most miserable death—"

Song Lan Tian was in the middle of spouting threats when she suddenly froze, as if her throat had been seized by something.

Because Song Wanning had appeared right in front of her, completely unimpeded, just a single step away.

"How is that possible?"

Song Lan Tian was horrified. The expressions of the Ancient Cold Sect disciples also changed, their eyes filled with shock.

Song Wanning didn’t say a word. With a lift and fall of her sword, she gave Song Lan Tian no more chances to run her mouth.

The sword light fell. Song Lan Tian’s head was split open, and her Nascent Soul along with it was instantly obliterated.

THUD—

Her body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Her eyes were still wide open, staring, filled with disbelief and resentment.

Even in death, she didn’t understand how Song Wanning had been able to get so close to her.

’If I had known, I would have self-destructed just to drag Song Wanning to hell with me.’

Song Lan Tian was dead.

Her death was so sudden that the Ancient Cold Sect disciples hadn’t even processed it yet. Song Wanning had already skillfully slipped off her Storage Ring and casually tossed it into her internal world.

She turned around and saw Yue Lin looking at her with a profound and admiring expression, the unconcealed surprise and fervor shining in his eyes.

"Senior Sister Song, please accept this bow from Yue Lin!"