Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2461: Chapter 2462: Jingman Clan

As he raised his eyes, the black radiance that had rushed forward erupted into blazing flames with a loud boom.

The flames climbed rapidly, instantly reaching the staff in the skeleton priest’s hand.

Bam!

With a crisp sound, countless cracks appeared on the staff.

"No!" The skeleton priest screamed tragically, then resolutely bit his tongue and sprayed blood towards the staff, trying to delay its collapse.

But it was too late. The cracks shattered violently, unleashing a swarm of black mist.

The black mist was filled with the wailing and crying of countless souls, pouncing fiercely at the priest.

The skeleton priest shuddered, wanting to escape, but it was impossible by then.

The black mist drilled into his facial features, and his emaciated body started to swell immediately.

In a blink, he expanded several times over, his skin creaking under the strain, while he emitted an extremely pained groan from his mouth.

"No..."

Before he could finish the word, his body burst like a balloon.

Bang!

Foul blood splattered everywhere, a stench permeating the air.

In an instant, the once-arrogant skeleton priest was reduced to a pool of bloody water on the ground.

The young man responsible didn’t even stand up during the whole process.

The scene turned silent.

Hegemon-Wu Lha retreated a few steps, his face solemn, staring intently inside the inn.

At this moment.

The inn’s walls were riddled with holes, through which Xue An could be clearly seen, sitting by the table.

He held a wine cup, still pouring and drinking by himself, his countenance calm as if the skeleton priest’s self-destruction had nothing to do with him.

Yet an inexplicable chill rose in Hegemon-Wu Lha’s heart.

Because he couldn’t discern the depth of this white-clothed young man.

From the incineration of the ghosts to the skeleton priest’s explosion, the young man had barely acted the whole time.

The less he did, the more intense the chill in Hegemon-Wu Lha’s heart became.

A moment later, he suppressed his fear, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Esteemed one, we were passing by and may have inadvertently offended you, but the offenders have now paid with their lives. Could you spare us?"

Xue An didn’t respond, remaining focused on his wine cup.

Seeing this, Hegemon-Wu Lha shivered slightly inside but forced himself to speak anyway.

"Esteemed one, I am from the Hegemon-Wu Tribe, and this woman is from the Mengzhu Tribe. This is an internal affair of the Jingman Clan. We hope you can show mercy and allow me to take her away. In the future, there will surely be rewards!"

Xue An still didn’t respond.

With Xue An silent, Yue Qinghuan naturally wouldn’t speak either.

Thus, the whole inn fell silent.

Hegemon-Wu Lha didn’t understand what Xue An meant, but he still forced himself to hold back his fear, cupping his fists towards Xue An.

"Thank you!"

With that, he took a step forward towards Mengzhu Nasa.

Despair appeared in Mengzhu Nasa’s eyes.

She hadn’t expected to ultimately be unable to escape this fate!

But just as Hegemon-Wu Lha reached Mengzhu Nasa, raising his hand to grab her.

A barely perceptible sword light suddenly flashed, piercing straight through Hegemon-Wu Lha’s palm with such force that his entire body was lifted and pinned against the distant wall.

Thud!

The entire inn trembled.

Then Hegemon-Wu Lha let out a cry of extreme pain.

"Sword Cultivator! You’re a Human Clan Sword Cultivator!"

He screamed, struggling desperately with his arm to wrench his hand free from the sword light pinned to the wall.

But the sword light was so firmly set that no amount of struggle was any use.

At this moment, Xue An slowly raised his head, giving Mengzhu Nasa a slight smile.

"Would you like a drink to ward off the chill later?"

Seeing Xue An’s smile, Mengzhu Nasa felt all her bindings vanish.

She gazed at Xue An in shock, eventually nodding.

"Okay!"

At that moment, Hegemon-Wu Lha steeled himself and forcefully severed his arm at the wrist with his other hand.

Then he turned and fled with all he had.

He understood clearly that, based on the strength displayed by this white-clothed youth, he would never be his match.

To save his life, he naturally ran as fast as he could.

But he forgot one thing, no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t outrun the speed of a sword.

In fact, he only ran a few dozen steps before a streak of sword light overtook him, piercing through his back.

Thud!

Blood splattered, and Hegemon-Wu Lha collapsed to the ground, trembling.

Underneath his skin, countless lumps were rapidly scuttling about, as if something was about to break free.

In the next moment, the lumps burst through the skin, and out came numerous poisonous insects.

The insects turned back to gnaw at Hegemon-Wu Lha’s flesh.

In an instant, Hegemon-Wu Lha was picked clean.

Having completed their task, the insects bowed towards Xue An and then turned to ash, disappearing.

At this point.

The once lively group had all met their end.

Mengzhu Nasa stood in place, bewilderment in her eyes,

Only heaven knew how much hardship she had endured trying to escape Hegemon-Wu Lha and the skeleton priest.

She had even prepared herself to die.

But who would have thought that this seemingly invincible group would be as weak as chickens in the hands of this white-clothed youth, not remotely formidable.

Gradually, Mengzhu Nasa’s gaze toward Xue An brightened.

Xue An smiled gently, nodding towards the wine cup across from him.

Mengzhu Nasa walked forward, picked up the wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

The warmth of the wine in her throat made her murmur involuntarily.

She couldn’t remember how long it had been since she’d had a sip of hot wine.

As the wine settled in her stomach, her cheeks blushed.

She then set the cup down, solemnly bowing to Xue An.

"Mengzhu Nasa●Poketong, the seventy-ninth generation Holy Maiden of the Mengzhu Tribe of the Jingman Clan, thanks you, esteemed one, for your life-saving grace. May I know this lord’s name?"

Xue An smiled, "My name is Xue An. There’s no need to call me lord, just call me Mr. Xue!"

He glanced at the people who had turned into pools of blood and said indifferently.

"Since you are all from the Jingman Clan, why were they pursuing you?"

Mengzhu Nasa showed a resolute expression, "Because our Mengzhu Tribe refuses to submit to their tyranny! They also wanted to obtain the sacred relic left by the Moon Mother Goddess, hence their vicious actions!"

Though Mengzhu Nasa was a Holy Maiden, she was evidently young and possessed the straightforwardness typical of young women in the Jingman Clan.

In her view, Xue An was her savior, so there was nothing to hide.