Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2000 - 2001: Closest Friends, Like Corpses (Second Update)



Chapter 2000: Chapter 2001: Closest Friends, Like Corpses (Second Update)



But just at this moment, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and then he involuntarily flew backward.


"What’s happening? Ah ah ah ah ah, I don’t want to go back!" Shan Yuanjia trembled violently all over, and immediately understood something, feeling terrified as his face turned pale. He struggled desperately, trying to escape the control of the sword thread.


But it was all in vain. Under this immense power that no one could resist, he had no room for resistance and was forcefully dragged back into the icy planet.


A vicious glint appeared in Shan Yuanjia’s eyes as he violently crushed the jade talisman in his hand, trying to blow apart the sword thread.


It must be known that this jade talisman was something he acquired by chance, containing the full power strike of an Immortal King, and its power was extremely terrifying.


But just as the jade talisman emitted a glow, a sword thread separated from the Sword Qi, directly entwined the jade talisman, and tightened fiercely.


Poof!


The jade talisman didn’t even stir a ripple before it was annihilated by the sword thread, disappearing without a trace.


Shan Yuanjia could hardly believe his eyes, but it was at this moment that Xue An’s proud and independent figure appeared before him.


He couldn’t help but show a deep look of despair, then mustered the courage to shout loudly.


"Didn’t you say if I managed to escape within three blinks, you’d let him go? Why are you reneging on your word?"


"Oh? Did I say that?" Xue An smiled faintly, then slightly raised a finger.


Shan Yuanjia was instantly dragged forward, and the sword thread around his waist was untied at once, but he still couldn’t move and floated in the air, looking at Xue An in horror.


"You... what exactly do you want?"


Xue An said indifferently, "Didn’t you just ask why I went back on my word? Now I’ll tell you, because I don’t want you to die so easily. I want you to taste the flavor of despair before you die. Only then can it be worthy of the many ’cares’ you showed to the people of Qingyang Temple back then!"


When he mentioned the word "cares," Xue An emphasized his tone, full of mockery.


Shan Yuanjia shivered into a ball, muttering with a pale face, "Spare... spare my life!"


Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly said.


"My lord, I am willing to tell you all the plots of Hun Tian Zhai, and I can also release the sect master of Qingyang Temple and others, just begging for you to spare my life! After all, this whole thing was ordered by Hun Tian Zhai, I’m just a pawn executing a task!"


Unexpectedly, Xue An remained unmoved, only looking at Shan Yuanjia with a mocking smile, until Shan Yuanjia’s voice gradually quieted and finally fell silent.


Only then did Xue An lightly say, "Of course I need to know about the things you mentioned!"


Shan Yuanjia’s face showed a wild expression of joy, but in the next moment, the joy froze on his face.


Just as Xue An’s tone shifted, "But the problem is... since I want to know, why not just extract it directly from your soul? In that case, do I still need you to tell me?"


Shan Yuanjia’s lips trembled non-stop, and his expression was utterly defeated.


"I..."


He was just about to say something, but Xue An didn’t give him the chance to speak. Xue An’s eyes flashed, and the surging Divine Sense pierced like a sharp needle directly into Shan Yuanjia’s brow Shihai.


Shan Yuanjia shook violently as if electrocuted, and his face revealed an expression of extreme pain.


It must be noted that this kind of pain reaches deep into the soul, enough to break even the toughest men.


Yet Xue An showed no expression, as his Divine Sense wreaked havoc in Shan Yuanjia’s Shihai, methodically searching through his memories.


Finally.


When Xue An found what he was looking for, he withdrew his Divine Sense.


Looking again at Shan Yuanjia now, he was already foolish and vacant, his eyes empty as he floated in mid-air.


This was a sign that his soul had collapsed.


Xue An casually pointed, and Shan Yuanjia’s head exploded instantly, becoming a headless corpse that fell to the ground.


"Are you satisfied?" Xue An said faintly without turning his head.


Behind him, Song Bo, already in tears, hurriedly wiped them away upon hearing this, nodding heavily, "Satisfied!"


Xue An smiled slightly, "It’s good to be satisfied, but this is just the beginning!"


With that, Xue An flew to the location of the previous Sky Prison in one step.


At this time, although the Sky Prison already existed no more, the foundation was still intact.


From Shan Yuanjia’s memory, Xue An learned that beneath this foundation, there was actually a large prison, accessible only by special means.


But Xue An didn’t need those troublesome methods at all, instead stomping down directly.


Bang!


With one stomp, the ground trembled and the foundation was directly imprinted with dense runes.


The runes flickered, seemingly resisting.


But under the might of Xue An’s stomp, they only lasted for a few breaths before exploding.


After a flash of light, a pitch-black hole appeared in the ground.


Xue An walked in, followed by Song Bo and others.


As soon as they entered the hole, a long corridor with no end in sight greeted them, and a dense chill immediately surrounded them.


Song Bo and the others found frost appearing on them, and even their Qi and blood cultivation showed signs of freezing, indicating the severity of the chill.


At this moment, Xue An waved a hand backward without turning, and dozens of beams of light entered the bodies of Song Bo and others, instantly dispersing the biting cold.


The spirits of Song Bo and others revived, and they strode after Xue An down the corridor.


After walking for a solid quarter of an hour, the scene before them suddenly changed, as if crossing a boundary of brightness and darkness, the scene ahead suddenly opened up.


There, dazzling and cold lights shone everywhere, with the sparkling brilliance causing their reflections to appear all around with each step.


It was a giant ice palace.


And within this palace, the chill grew ever stronger, freezing even the water vapor in the air, making the air exceedingly dry and cold, one breath causing a stabbing pain from the nose to the lungs.


Yet none of them had the mind to pay attention to the strange scenery, for their entire focus had been drawn to the intricate iron chains ahead, like a web.


Xue An’s face was cold as iron, and he strode forward quickly.


Suddenly!


He stopped in his tracks, eyes filled with towering rage, and the violent killing intent even shattered the millennial ice beneath his feet into huge cracks.


Song Bo soon caught up, and upon seeing the scene before him, his body shook violently, then he fell to his knees with a thud, crying out in anguish.


"Sect Master!"


No wonder they were so agitated; the scene before them was excessively tragic and horrifying.


Before them, dozens of intertwined iron chains stretched overhead into the palace’s ceiling, leading to places unknown.


And at the ends of these chains, people were bound.


Yet these people only had upper bodies, as their lower halves were encased in hard ice, appearing like multiple ice sculptures protruding from the ground.


At the forefront of the group, bound by the most chains, was a middle-aged man with a small mustache and a naturally friendly demeanor.


He was none other than Xue An’s guide and friend, Gong Liangxing.


Xue An quickly approached him. Upon looking down, he saw that beneath the crystalline ice surface was Gong Liangxing’s lower body.


Yet the condensation was so firm, it seemed as if they were fused together.


Gong Liangxing’s eyes were shut tight, without the slightest breath, like a corpse.



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