Feng Qingran raised her hand and stuck a spirit-attaching talisman on her forehead.
Instantly, Feng Qingran became full of energy again, moving nimbly and dodging the attacks of the light orbs.
When Qin Haoyan saw this scene, his expression changed slightly. Feng Qingran had clearly shown signs of exhausted spiritual power just moments ago—so why had she recovered completely after sticking on a single talisman?
Qin Haoyan’s gaze turned deep. This child could not be allowed to live.
Feng Qingran was still only a Nascent Soul, yet she could already easily dodge his pressure attacks. If she were given more time to grow…
Once she stepped into the ranks of the Void Gods in the future, she would definitely become a powerful rival to Luo Xiyao and Su Yanran.
Outstanding juniors could be nurtured, but a heaven-defying monster like this had to be uprooted completely.
Feng Qingran was busy dodging the Taiji Diagram’s attacks and had no attention to spare for what Qin Haoyan was thinking.
But Qin Haoyan had already flown to behind her.
Feng Qingran immediately felt as if Mount Tai were pressing down on her, and a chill ran down her spine.
Feng Qingran felt fortunate that she could borrow the Taotie’s momentum to temporarily resist the pressure of a Void God.
Otherwise, she definitely would have been unable to move again, left at the mercy of others.
Qin Haoyan’s pale eyes were sinister and ruthless, overflowing with killing intent. He raised his hand, and a strike of world-destroying spiritual power slammed toward the back of Feng Qingran’s head.
Feng Qingran turned around and saw the attack coming straight at her.
In that instant, the feeling of being on the verge of death rushed at her face.
Feng Qingran flicked her jade-like hand, and a half-human-height black egg appeared in her arms. Without the slightest hesitation, she lifted the black egg and smashed it toward the oncoming force.
“Holy crap! You dead woman, you actually… you actually…” Feng Ci’s shrieking voice rang out in Feng Qingran’s sea of consciousness.
Boom!——
A huge noise, as if mixed with a faint, barely audible bird cry.
Bang!——
The egg fell onto the Eight Trigrams Formation.
It smashed out a crater with exaggerated force.
Immediately after, terrifying spiritual power spread in all directions. The Void God’s domain trembled for a moment, then quickly returned to calm.
“Stupid woman! Hurry up and pick me up! The aura on this thing makes me very uncomfortable!” Feng Ci transmitted furiously.
Feng Qingran rode her sword downward, her dress fluttering, her movements light and graceful. Every gesture showed noble elegance.
Feng Qingran hugged Feng Ci with both hands, stood up, and rode her sword upward, standing in midair.
“Stupid woman, so you had already planned to use me against him!” Feng Ci was incomparably angry.
“Feng Ci, I am your master. If I’m gone, aren’t you gone too? Doing this also counts as indirectly protecting you.” Feng Qingran blinked her bright, exquisite eyes and looked at Feng Ci.
Feng Ci truly hated that it had not yet hatched and could not glare Feng Qingran to death with a sharp look.
Feng Ci decided not to pay Feng Qingran any attention for a whole day!
It was truly unlucky beyond belief!
How did it end up with such a master?
Feng Qingran tried calling Feng Ci a few times and found that it really was ignoring her…
At this time, Qin Haoyan also came back to his senses from his shock. Staring at the black egg in Feng Qingran’s arms, his face turned pitch-black.
What exactly was that thing?
It could actually withstand his full-strength strike and still remain completely intact!
Qin Haoyan forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and took out the Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill that he had treasured for a long time.
The Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill had been refined by Baili Kesheng at the cost of several billion supreme-grade spirit stones. Just the spiritual plants needed to refine the pill had taken him over a thousand years to find.
The Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill was only suitable for replenishing the spiritual power of Void Gods.
If a cultivator below the Void God level took the Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill, they would definitely explode and die because they could not endure the energy within it.
The Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill was equivalent to a second life for a Void God venerable.
Qin Haoyan had never imagined that he would take the Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill under such circumstances.
After swallowing the Nine Yang Spirit Restoration Pill, a surge of hatred rose in Qin Haoyan’s heart. He absolutely had to cut Feng Qingran into ten thousand pieces!
“Feng Qingran! I refuse to believe you can be so lucky every single time.” The white beard on Qin Haoyan’s mouth curled upward from anger, and his face also became flushed from rage.
Qin Haoyan raised his withered hand and sent out several attack blades in succession.
Qin Haoyan knew clearly that killing Feng Qingran in one strike was probably impossible. He needed to use attacks first to force out all of Feng Qingran’s hidden trump cards.
Feng Qingran looked at the sharp wind blades coming at her. With a flick of her jade hand, she tossed Feng Ci into the air.
Feng Ci thought Feng Qingran had realized her mistake and planned to face the attack alone.
“Hmph! Stupid woman, don’t think that just because you…” Before it could finish, “Ah! Stupid woman, let go of me right now…”
Feng Ci landed on Feng Qingran’s fingertip and spun crazily on it.
The black egg spun faster and faster. Inside the shell, Feng Ci began to feel dizzy and see stars, almost shaking the egg yolk apart.
Feng Qingran looked at the black egg before her, and apology showed in her apricot-colored eyes. There was no choice—only Feng Ci’s shell was indestructible.
Feng Qingran threw out the rapidly spinning black egg, while she herself rode her sword away to escape.
The black egg shot at high speed toward the first blade, then at extreme speed toward another blade…
Zheng!——
Ding!——
Clang!——
Several sounds of impact rang out, and all the blades were destroyed by the black egg.
The moment the blades all disappeared, Feng Qingran caught the black egg on her sword. Her face full of apology, she said, “Feng Ci, I did this to save my life too. After all, only if I stay alive well will you have someone to feed you in the future!”
Feng Ci was already furious enough to be fuming with smoke.
Feng Qingran felt the eggshell in her hand was slightly hot, with a faint red glow hidden within the black. “By the way, Feng Ci, I never asked you before—what kind of creature are you exactly? Are you a dragon or a phoenix?”
Feng Ci could not be bothered to pay Feng Qingran any attention. At this moment, its blood and qi were surging, and its head was dizzy and swollen, but that did not mean it had become stupid!
It would not tell Feng Qingran who it was!
It wanted to wait until it was born and then directly scare Feng Qingran to death, making her kneel down and admit her mistake!
Feng Ci sank into a beautiful fantasy and forgot to be angry as well.
Feng Qingran stared at the eggshell that had cooled down. Could Feng Ci have been angered to death?
“Feng Ci, are you okay? Feng Ci…” Feng Qingran called out with a trace of anxiety.
“Hmph!” Feng Ci subconsciously let out a cold snort, still immersed in its beautiful dream and not yet awake.
Feng Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, but then discovered that Qin Haoyan had launched another attack on her.
Feng Qingran almost threw Feng Ci out again, but thinking that Feng Ci was angry, she reluctantly withdrew Feng Ci and sent it into her space.
She rode her sword to dodge Qin Haoyan’s attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!——
Inside the Void God’s domain, the sound of an impact rang out.
