Myriad Realms Devouring Origin Technique

The moment Zi Ling heard this, her hair stood on end. This clearly meant he intended to kill her!

In an instant, Zi Ling felt utterly wronged. She had told the truth—Luo Hong had clearly told her he was cultivating in seclusion in the mountains. This monk was incapable of finding Luo Hong, yet he was taking his anger out on her.

She truly would not rest easy even in death!

At this point, how could Zi Ling possibly wait helplessly for death? She frantically channeled her magic power, preparing to make a desperate stand.

"Stubbornly refusing to repent!"

Yet the shout pierced her nascent soul like a steel needle, causing the magic power she had just gathered to instantly collapse.

For a moment, Zi Ling could only watch helplessly as calamity descended.

Her desire to survive sent her thoughts racing. In but an instant, a layer of fine, fragrant sweat appeared on Zi Ling's forehead.

"Three years—right! He has been here for three years!"

At last, just before the middle-aged monk struck to kill, Zi Ling thought of a way to save herself.

A brilliant spiritual radiance flashed, and Zi Ling's appearance suddenly changed. She actually revealed her peerlessly beautiful true face!

Her skin was like congealed cream, surpassing frost and snow; her eyes resembled autumn waters, like the Goddess of the Luo River. The faint crease at her brows stirred pity, her willow-slender waist invited tenderness. What need had her purple sleeves for added color? With one turn of her fair wrist, all flowers bowed low. Ethereal as an immortal, beyond reach—Such a woman should never have descended to the mortal world.

At this moment, the seductive power of Zi Ling's Dharma Body surged dramatically. The seed buried deep within the middle-aged monk's heart instantly took root and