Sneak Attack

As Han Ming was forced into battle, Sun Lingtong took a swift step, piercing through space, and had already landed in the Medicine Storage Room.

"Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill!"

"Foundation Establishment Pill!"

"Soul Return Pill!"

"Origin Returning Pill!"

"Hehehe..."

Sun Lingtong wiggled his small, chubby hands. On his lotus-root-like forearm wrist, he wore a bracelet.

The bracelet glowed.

This storage magical artifact was very powerful. Wherever its light shone, the pills vanished on the spot.

Outside, sword light crisscrossed, and ghostly figures fluttered.

Han Ming's face was ashen, unable to shake off her enemy.

This kind of stalemate was exactly what she desperately wanted to avoid.

She suddenly let out a cold snort and unleashed her demonic technique, the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Art!

The sword cultivator's figure inevitably paused slightly.

But at the same time, the flying sword shot out like lightning, stabbing directly at Han Ming's heart.

Han Ming did not dodge or evade. With a full-force flick, a flying shuttle shot out from her sleeve.

The shuttle was only a foot long, grayish-blue like stone, its surface covered in sharp thorns, with a bizarre shape. It seemed slow but was actually fast, piercing into the sword cultivator's body.

At the same time, Han Ming was also pierced through the heart by the flying sword.

It seemed like a mutual destruction, but Han Ming revealed a smug, sinister smile.

Her cultivation talent was called Yin Corpse Qi. Both soul cultivation and corpse cultivation methods suited her. She had joined the Soul Devouring Sect, primarily cultivating the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Art, while secretly also cultivating a corpse cultivation technique – the Immortal Corpse Transformation Grand Art.

She had successfully corporealized her internal organs, no longer having any fatal weaknesses in the ordinary sense.

Even if her corpse heart was pierced, it didn't matter.

Her opponent, however, was different.

Han Ming's flying shuttle was no ordinary item. It was a magical artifact perfectly compatible with the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Art – the Soul Seizing Shuttle!

After hitting the sword cultivator's body, it produced a strong suction force, forcibly pulling out a portion of the sword cultivator's soul.

The sword cultivator's face turned pale, and his body trembled violently, instantly suffering heavy injuries.

"Even if you are at the peak of Foundation Establishment, you are merely a rogue cultivator. How can you contend with my great demonic sect?" Han Ming revealed a cruel smile. "Die for me!"

But the next moment, the sword cultivator suddenly threw out a talisman – a Space Escape Talisman.

The next moment, the talisman erupted with spatial fluctuations, instantly teleporting the sword cultivator away, causing him to vanish on the spot.

Han Ming let out a cold snort. Not killing her enemy did little to quell the viciousness in her heart.

She was about to continue rushing towards the Medicine Storage Room when she received a voice transmission.

It turned out that Sun Lingtong had already swept the Medicine Storage Room clean and easily escaped.

Sun Lingtong transmitted to her, "We've got the goods, let's go!"

Han Ming, however, couldn't suppress the surging killing intent in her heart: "Hehe, wouldn't it be a shame to give up such a good opportunity?"

She targeted the Pill Refining Room and charged over.

She held a lot of grudges against Sun Lie.

Previously, in order to obtain the Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill, she had fought fiercely but gained nothing. Instead, she was wanted by Fire Persimmon Immortal City and had been hiding for over a year. During this time, she had tried and attacked multiple times without making any progress.

Bang!

Han Ming smashed through the door and charged towards Sun Lie.

Sun Lie had heard the commotion outside the door earlier, but the pill refining had already begun, and he couldn't get away.

"It's you!" Sun Lie saw Han Ming and could only draw out his remaining strength, standing his ground and resisting with all his might.

He could only exert less than forty percent of his combat power, and of course, he was no match for Han Ming. He was quickly knocked down.

Bang.

Sun Lie flew backward, hitting the wall, bleeding from his seven orifices, and falling to the ground, unable to get up.

"Die for me!" Han Ming shrieked with extreme pleasure.

Her five fingers were sharp, and her fingertips were wrapped in chilling, grayish-green Yin Qi, viciously clawing towards Sun Lie's crown.

Boom!

The next moment, the Purple Sun Pill Furnace burst open, and a bolt of lightning shot out.

This greatly exceeded Han Ming's expectations.

She hadn't expected that what was being refined in the pill furnace wasn't an ordinary pill, but a genius young man!

Meng Chong heard the commotion inside the pill furnace and realized that the Purple Sun Villa was under attack. He had been attacked by assassins not long ago, and this time, he had secretly left the City Lord's Mansion and come to the Purple Sun Villa, so he was quite vigilant.

He immediately shouted, contacting Sun Lie, wanting to come out of the furnace and participate in the battle.

Sun Lie, however, stopped him: "Once the pill refining begins, it cannot be stopped. Meng Chong, you are now in the process of your magic power leaking out. Once you come out of the furnace, without sufficient medicinal nourishment and insufficient external pressure, your essence, energy, and spirit will all leak out simultaneously. At that time, not only will your cultivation be completely scattered, but your physical foundation will also be exhausted. You will become a cripple, worse than dead!"

Only then did Meng Chong realize the seriousness of the problem, and he hesitated for a moment.

When he heard the commotion more clearly, heard Sun Lie coughing blood, and heard Han Ming shrieking that Sun Lie should die, he could no longer bear it.

His blood rushed to his head, and the Immortal Talent Rampaging Thunder was subconsciously activated.

Crackling!

In an instant, countless electric lights swirled around him.

Meng Chong's eyes widened in anger, and with a hardened heart, he directly smashed through the furnace door, charging out like a tiger unleashed from its cage.

Fast, too fast!

Han Ming looked back, as if seeing a thunder tiger roaring and charging at her.

Meng Chong was only in the Qi Refining stage, and had even dispersed a lot of his cultivation, leaving him only at the third layer of Qi Refining. Han Ming, on the other hand, was a peak Foundation Establishment existence!

Sensing Meng Chong's aura, coupled with Sun Lie, her enemy, being close at hand, Han Ming's heart turned ruthless for a moment. She simply continued to charge at Sun Lie, intending to rely on her own defense to resist Meng Chong's attack.

Boom!

The next moment, dazzling lightning struck Han Ming's back fiercely.

The Yin Soul power that Han Ming had fully mobilized was destroyed with overwhelming force. The extremely pure and positive lightning power surged into her body, rampaging and causing widespread destruction.

In just one breath, all of Han Ming's corpse-transformed internal organs were damaged!

Han Ming spat out a large mouthful of greenish-gray cold blood, and her attack on Sun Lie completely disintegrated.

Her rich combat experience made her instantly understand the dangerous situation. She no longer cared about taking her enemy's life, and instead conjured a Space Escape Talisman, instantly escaping through space.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Meng Chong roared.

Han Ming had his lightning power on her, giving him a strong sense of her location.

And the Space Escape Talisman Han Ming had just used was not of high grade; it could only teleport her randomly, with the farthest distance being no more than six li in radius.

This was completely within Meng Chong's sensing range.

However, just as Meng Chong was about to pursue, he heard Sun Lie stop him: "No need to chase!"

Meng Chong was startled, then immediately realized that treating Sun Lie was the most important thing.

He hurried to Sun Lie's side, but was somewhat at a loss.

He was very good at fighting, but saving people was completely different.

Han Ming, severely injured, forced herself to regulate her breathing, teleported through space, and left the battlefield.

Sun Lingtong retreated the earliest.

Ning Zhuo covered the rear. He directly abandoned a portion of his mechanical creations and easily left the scene.

As for the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had actively sought him out, he had already become a corpse hanging on the Hanging Death Whip.

The three met up halfway as agreed.

Han Ming glanced at the corpse hanging on the Hanging Death Whip, and the Tassel-Haired Wanderer who had no signs of combat on his body, and her heart slightly trembled.

At this moment, she was enveloped in Yin energy, her aura strong. Where was the weakness from being severely injured just now?

Han Ming said coldly, "Let's part ways here. Give me the Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pills, and I also want one-third of the other pills."

Ning Zhuo immediately frowned: "One-third? My contribution is much greater than yours."

Han Ming sneered and immediately retorted, "But it was entirely thanks to me that Sun Lie was severely injured and Meng Chong was blocked!"

"Especially Meng Chong, who is only at the third layer of Qi Refining, yet possesses such combat power. As expected of a genius with Superior Grade Immortal Talent! Can your mechanical creations block him?"

Ning Zhuo snorted and remained silent.

"Stop arguing, our operation this time was a great success, let's all be happy." Sun Lingtong giggled and threw a pill bottle to Han Ming. "Inside are all Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pills."

Han Ming immediately pulled out the stopper, preparing to inspect it, when a puff of black mist sprayed out, hitting her directly in the face.

In an instant, Han Ming's momentum vanished, her soul sealed, and she nearly collapsed on the spot.

She was incredulous, a mix of shock and anger: "Sun Lingtong, you tricked me!"

Puff, puff, puff.

The next moment, three Tassel-Haired Wanderer Hanging Death Whips silently launched a sneak attack, piercing through Han Ming's body, then wrapping around her like pythons, binding her tightly.

Ning Zhuo's voice drifted over faintly: "It's better for two people to share than three, isn't it?"