Words Become Law, an Ability Without the Slightest Restriction, the Yan'e Clan
[The Child of Destiny, Pei Xuan, is dead.]
[Heaven’s Mandate Points Reset to Zero]
[Host's Kill Points increased by 227,561 points]
Pei Zimo witnessed Pei Xuan being killed by Nan Xunran in the blink of an eye, his eyes filled with awe, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "My lord is truly amazing!"
Nan Xunran's gaze swept lightly over the unconscious people, and he gave a faint look to the people behind him.
Pei Zimo and the others instantly understood and quickly stepped forward. Their movements were swift and efficient, and in the blink of an eye, they had dealt with all the remaining unconscious people.
Jin Jinyu looked at the ground, now stained red with blood again, shook her head helplessly, and said with some distress, "It seems we'll have to trouble Uncle Ling again."
Inside the inn
"Ding-dong!"
Congratulations, host, you have obtained:
[ --Thousand-Thread Robe: Can withstand spiritual attacks.]
[--Heavenly Dao Seed x3]
[ --Spring Mist Bracelet: Regulates the wearer's body temperature and keeps them dry.]
[--Resurrection Soul-Returning Talisman: Can temporarily restore a person's vitality.]
[ --Heaven-Swallowing Bottle: Contains death energy and can devour life force.]
[ --Wind Spirit Grass: Enhances the user's will and spirit, restores spiritual power and mana.]
[--Memory Fragment x2]
Nan Xunran stared intently at the system store.
[Words Become Law: 800,000 points]
[Host's current Kill Points: 949613 points]
[Redeemable]
His movements were unhurried; he raised his hand and lightly tapped to exchange.
[Words Become Law have been redeemed and law has been enforced]
[--Innate Divine Ability]
[--You can control whether the speech takes effect.]
[--Using words to control the rules of heaven and earth; a single word can determine life and death, a single phrase can change the course of destiny.]
[Current Kill Points: 149613 points]
Nan Xunran stared silently at the system notification, his eyes deep, a slight smile playing on his lips, "An unrestricted ability..."
At the same time, a slight tingling sensation came from my fingertips.
He looked down and saw that Xiao Xiao had quietly slipped away from his wrist and was now gently biting his fingertip, rubbing it lightly with her tiny teeth.
He slowly withdrew his hand and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Xiao blinked her bright eyes, and her figure had grown slightly larger.
It nuzzled affectionately against Nan Xunran's neck, its cool breath falling on his skin, bringing a gentle, soothing sensation.
Nan Xunran out his hand to it, Xiao Xiao deftly wrapped around his palm, completely covering it.
It meandered along the palm towards the arm, leaving a slight tingling sensation wherever it went.
Xiao Xiao stretched out her long body and lay there quietly, remaining motionless for a long time.
Nan Xunran took a moment to feel it, and a faint smile appeared on her face. The little guy had fallen asleep leaning against her.
Xiao Xiao was completely unaware that it had made its owner laugh. It nestled comfortably against Nan Xunran's arm and slept soundly.
The next day
Burial Soul Cliff
At this moment, a mysterious and powerful aura suddenly erupted from the Burial Soul Cliff, as if it would devour the entire world.
All the beasts roared in unison, their voices echoing through the heavens, making people's eardrums buzz and their minds surge with excitement.
"The Burial Soul Cliff has opened!"
I'm going in first!
Before the words were finished, an anxious figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd and sped towards the bottom of the cliff.
However, a muffled groan was heard, "... uh," and a sharp long knife instantly plunged into his body.
His body shuddered violently, his eyes widened, and then he collapsed to the ground, his life extinguished in an instant.
At that moment, a person slowly stepped out from the crowd.
He wore a dark purple robe, the hem of which fluttered freely in the wind, making him seem to blend seamlessly into the boundless darkness.
On his bare neck, a blood-red pattern was faintly visible, winding like a snake towards the area covered by his clothes, exuding an eerie and unpredictable aura.
He retrieved his longsword, his gaze sweeping coldly across his surroundings, his pupils as black as ink.
Upon seeing this, everyone gasped and unconsciously took a few steps back.
Someone in the crowd lowered their voice and said in a trembling tone, "It's the Yan'e Clan!"
"Is that knife covered in death energy?"
"It's death energy. No wonder a single strike could be fatal; it seems the body has been corrupted by death energy."
Just then, a steady footstep sounded. Everyone turned to look, then quickly bowed and said, "Divine Son Xunran!"
Nan Xunran group strode over. Pei Ziheng's gaze was fixed on the purple-robed man standing at the front. He frowned slightly, thinking to himself: The Yan'e Clan?
The man in purple robes strode forward and bowed respectfully. "Divine Son Xunran, I am Yan Sha."
Nan Xunran nodded slightly, his expression indifferent.
Yan Sha continued, "My sister really wants to see you."
Upon hearing Nan Xunran raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: His sister?
The Yan'e Clan has long been isolated from the world, and people rely entirely on their unique attire to identify them.
Nan Xunran scrutinized Yan Sha before him, her gaze finally settling on his tattoos.
The Yan'e Clan has always been strict in its rules. Except for those of high status, the rest of the clan members will only tattoo the spirits that their clan worships.