Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

Once the sword moves became completely silent, they could be considered initially mastered.

There was another reason for her rapid comprehension: her main body was helping from the outside. With her main body and her clone comprehending the legacy together, their progress was naturally extraordinary.

BOOM—

The flash of the sword collided with the giant’s body once more.

With a deafening crash, a chunk of rock was sliced off and sent flying, landing on the ground with a heavy THUD.

Feng Jinchuan’s eyes widened in shock. He stared at Song Wanning as if he were looking at a ghost.

"What kind of trick are you playing?"

Unable to suppress the questions raging in his mind, he bellowed furiously.

This move was his life-saving trump card, virtually unstoppable in the Lower World.

At first, Song Wanning had been helpless against it. How could she suddenly injure him now?

’What in the world are these sword moves of hers?’

Countless questions flooded his mind. At that moment, Feng Jinchuan truly regretted targeting the Song Family.

He had made numerous inquiries before. The Song Family was supposed to be just another large, ordinary family whose Cultivators were nothing to worry about.

But now this monster had appeared, making him deeply regret ever provoking them.

If none of this had happened, his Feng Family would still be intact.

As long as they had their strength, they could have survived anywhere after leaving this place.

But because of his ambition, the entire Feng Family had to pay the price.

His sister had died because of it, too.

Hatred swelled in Feng Jinchuan’s heart.

"Enough nonsense. Just die!"

Song Wanning gazed coldly at Feng Jinchuan and struck again with her sword.

She wasn’t afraid of Feng Jinchuan self-destructing. Even if he destroyed the method to awaken the dragon pulse in the process, she couldn’t care less.

As long as she could annihilate the members of the Feng Family, the Song Family would be able to live in peace, even without the dragon pulse.

Therefore, the most important thing was that Feng Jinchuan had to die!

BOOM—

BOOM—

The pace of the battle between Song Wanning and Feng Jinchuan quickened once more. It was so fast that Bai Yang couldn’t see their movements at all. He could only hear the constant explosions and see the spray of flying rock.

His palms were slick with sweat. His eyes were glued to the two battling figures, and he prayed silently for his master to win.

However, what worried him even more was the Array. It looked ready to collapse at any moment, and feeding it a constant stream of Spirit Stones did no good.

In the blink of an eye, another sword flash streaked by. A large boulder was blasted from the giant’s body, smashing a huge crater in the ground with a deafening RUMBLE.

And that boulder was from the giant’s lower abdomen—the location of its Dantian.

The moment the rock was dislodged, the giant seemed to have its strength completely drained. It began to deflate, slumping downward.

’Not good!!!’

Feng Jinchuan’s face went as white as a sheet, utterly horrified.

He hastily flew back in retreat.

Song Wanning’s eyes lit up. Seizing the opportunity, she lunged toward the giant again.

Now inspired, she began attacking the giant’s vital points—its heart, head, and neck—as if she were fighting a real person, launching a relentless, all-out assault.

With its Dantian destroyed, the giant’s movements grew even more sluggish, and it was soon struck by Song Wanning again and again.

BANG—

For the first time, the giant was knocked to the ground.

Another portion of the stone shattered, revealing Feng Jinchuan’s figure within.

His pupils contracted. He scrambled to his feet and dodged to the side.

He had just moved when a flash of sword light slashed down. The powerful impact instantly split his skin, blossoming with eye-catching, scarlet wounds.

His expression was filled with hatred, his eyes swirling like inky vortexes.

"You want me to die?"

"Then let’s go to hell together!!!"

Feng Jinchuan let out a sudden, crazed laugh and charged at Song Wanning once more.

Song Wanning’s expression was indifferent. She raised her Longsword and slashed out methodically.

The once-impenetrable rock was now like tofu, easily sliced away.

Satisfied, her movements became even more calm and composed.

Even splattered with his blood, she still resembled a lofty, unattainable War God, inspiring fear in all who beheld her.

RUMBLE—

The giant was struck again.

BOOM—

One of the giant’s legs broke.

With another swing of her sword, the other leg shattered.

The towering giant fell to its knees and, in the span of a few blinks, crumbled into a pile of rocks on the ground.

Without its protection, Feng Jinchuan was completely exposed before Song Wanning.

His face was deathly pale, and his aura had grown incredibly unstable. His Cultivation had actually regressed.

Song Wanning raised an eyebrow. ’No wonder Feng Jinchuan only used this move when his life was on the line. It actually causes his Cultivation to regress!’

Advancing in the Divinity Transformation Stage was incredibly difficult; sometimes, even a single minor advancement could take hundreds or thousands of years. ’No wonder he was so reluctant...’

She looked down at Feng Jinchuan, leveling the tip of her sword at him.

"Feng Jinchuan, if you hand over the method for awakening the dragon pulse, I can leave you with a complete corpse!"

"Heh..."

Feng Jinchuan laughed, his eyes filled with cold apathy.

"In the end, you still can’t bear to give up on the dragon pulse, can you?"

The mockery on his face was undisguised, and his tone grew sharper.

"Let me tell you, even if I die, you can forget about getting the dragon pulse!"

"If I can’t have it, no one can!!!"

"HAHAHAHA—"

Feng Jinchuan threw his head back and roared with laughter, all while using his last bit of spiritual power to fumble for something in his Storage Ring, desperate for one final chance at survival.

Song Wanning’s brow furrowed. She snorted. "Do you not care about the lives of your Feng Family members?"

Her words were laced with threat, but she had no intention of harming the other members of the Feng Family.

It was just like with the people from the Heavenly Inquiry Sect; many of the ordinary Cultivators had no power to resist and could only follow orders.

If she killed them all, the sinful karma she would accumulate would be immense.

She only wanted revenge, not to become a mindless killing machine.

But she never expected that Feng Jinchuan truly didn’t care if the Feng Family lived or died.

"Go on, kill them! Kill them all! They can accompany me in death!"

"It’s because of them that I’ve ended up like this! It’s only right for them to join me in the afterlife!!"

"HAHAHA—"

Feng Jinchuan laughed with wild abandon, as if he were about to laugh until he cried.

Seeing this, Song Wanning’s frown deepened. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Feng Jinchuan’s hand twitch as he seemed to pull something out.

She swept the area with her powerful Divine Sense and discovered it was another talisman treasure, one that looked even more potent than Peng Yu’s.

A thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately guessed Feng Jinchuan’s plan.

’That’s Feng Jinchuan for you,’ she thought. ’Even now, he’s still not willing to die.’

So, she pretended not to have noticed and continued to verbally threaten him.

Meanwhile, Feng Jinchuan responded to her, trying to distract her while rapidly activating the talisman treasure in his hand.

The talisman treasure erupted in a massive explosion.

At that moment, the Array shattered.

Song Wanning, long prepared, had already dodged far away.

Through the massive cloud of dust and smoke rising from the explosion, she saw the panicked figure of Feng Jinchuan trying to escape.

A smirk suddenly touched the corner of her lips. She shouted to Bai Yang.

"Bai Yang, get out of the way! Now!!!"

The loud cry sent a shiver down Bai Yang’s spine.

The next moment, his gaze met Feng Jinchuan’s murderous eyes.