Spirit Level Great Perfection

"Haha, you took my Great Scholar's Sea of Words at full power. Let's see how you survive this time!"

Seeing the Great Scholar's Sea of Words she had accumulated for so long shoot straight into Nie Yun's mind, Yun Xuan threw back her head and laughed, gasping heavily like a madwoman.

This Great Scholar's Sea of Words had taken so long to build up that it had nearly drained all her strength. Its true power had not disappointed her either. It contained the purest power of the Confucian Sect. If anyone outside the Confucian Sect was struck by it, at best their soul would be obliterated and they would become an idiot; at worst, they would die, with no room for reprieve.

Even peak Dantian Acupoint Realm experts could not withstand it!

That was precisely why, even after being nearly beaten to death by the Three Yuan Vajra Wave, Yun Xuan had refused to abandon this move and endured the pain to condense it.

At last, not only had she formed the move, she had struck Nie Yun with it.

Seeing the youth she hated most—the one who had subjected her to endless humiliation—hanging stiffly in the air, ready to fall at any moment, the satisfaction in her heart was beyond words.

The grudge she had bottled up for so long could finally be avenged!

"Nie Yun, no matter how great your opportunities or how exceptional your talent, I, Yun Xuan, am your nemesis. If I want you alive, you live. If I want you dead, you die!"

She sneered continuously. Certain that Nie Yun was doomed, Yun Xuan's excited eyes turned bloodshot.

"This is bad... Nie Yun!"

Yun Xuan's excited roar woke Mi Jing and Yi Qing from their deadlock. Both stopped at once, their faces turning deathly pale.