f the treasure seekers... was it a certain person..." Jiang Yun raised his head and glanced at the sky above, murmuring: "Or, this world from beyond"Whatever their purpose, whether it be for individua...Back then, in the midst of that illusionary battlefield, both Meng Qiao and Senluo appeared one after another. However, their fates were tragically identical: they were both slain by Jiang Yun.

In reality, the two of them had discussed this dream more than once, so Meng Qiao naturally knew how Sen Luo died.

At this moment, hearing Jiang Yun suddenly bring up this matter, a bad premonition arose in her heart. She couldn't help but glance around before forcing down the unease within her and saying, "This isn't an illusion. Aside from yourself and your avatars, there doesn't seem to be any other members of the Nine Clans here!"

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Looks like you really knew all along!

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A meaningful smile finally appeared on Jiang Yun's always expressionless face. He no longer spoke, but instead raised his head and looked at the third wave of purple lightning that had already fallen from the sky.

This time, the number of thunderbolts reached a staggering nine.

It seems that Jiang Yun's actions of just swallowing the thunderbolts have angered this Dao, thus increasing the power of the tribulation once again.

Naturally, Meng Qiao and the others also bore the brunt of five bolts of lightning!

"Boom!"

"Swallow!"

Nine bolts of purple lightning and a single word uttered by Jiang Yun almost rang out at the same time.

And the next moment, nine bolts of lightning had already transformed into nine purple dragons, charging towards Jiang Yun's mouth one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

Although all nine bolts of lightning were directly swallowed by Jiang Yun, a deafening roar still echoed within his body, causing his entire frame to tremble slightly. His steps faltered, and he staggered backward several paces.

When Gingercloud's figure finally came to a stop, the crashing sounds within him ceased. However, a thin line of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

It goes without saying that swallowing these purple thunders was not a pleasant experience for Jiang Yun, and he was even injured as a result.

However, Jiang Yun didn't pay any attention to the blood at the corner of his mouth or the injuries within him. Instead, he turned his gaze to Meng Qiao, who was also enduring the thunderous attacks.

Immediately after, a raging fire erupted from Jiang Yun's body, instantly engulfing Meng Qiao and the other.

Although this flame is fierce, it does not carry the slightest bit of heat.

But Meng Qiao's faces suddenly changed.

Because this is Ginger Cloud's life fire!

After six reincarnations, Jiang Yun had already devoured the soul-devouring flame, the life fire of the sacred artifact of the Soul Clan, the Wudingshen Fire!

At this moment, Meng Qiao finally understood why Jiang Yun had asked her strangely just now if she knew how Sen Luo died in the illusion.

Because the illusionary forest is where Senro perished, consumed by the flames of ginger cloud's life force and the soul clan's holy artifact, Mu Ding Hun Huo!

The Ghost Clan is not truly invincible.

A cultivator's life fire has a good restraining effect on the ghost clan.

However, most cultivators' life fires are not very strong, so this restraint doesn't seem very obvious.

Only the Soul Clan among the Nine Exterminated Clans has a congenital life fire that is much stronger than other beings.

Therefore, the Soul Clan's holy relic, the Wudeng Hunhuo, is simply the best weapon for suppressing and killing the Ghost Clan.

Prior to this, Meng Qiao's apparent composure stemmed from the fact that within this world, and even in the vast expanse of a million li outside of it, he had not detected the presence of any soul clan members.

But she hadn't even considered that Jiang Yun wouldn't need the power of the Soul Clan. He had already fused the Wuding Soulfire with his own life fire long ago.

This is also why Ginger Cloud decided to kill Yin Hong first.

When facing the Ghost Clan, he has an absolute advantage.

Even to be on the safe side, he had Kindhearted Ginger Cloud go tie down a ghost tribe member and have Meng Qiao and the others try it out first.

At this very moment, under the dual attacks of Ginger Cloud Inferno and purple thunder, both Meng Qiao and the male ghost clan member's faces were contorted in fear.

As for their companion, though he wished to help them, he was held back by the relentless attacks of the kindhearted Jiang Yun. He was utterly unable to spare a moment.

Jiang Yun's eyes were icy cold as he looked at Meng Qiao and said, "Today, no matter whether you are the deity or a clone, you will forever remain in my world!"

In the Netherworld, perhaps you are all supreme beings, but this is the Mortal World, not a place you should be!

“Especially you, remember this is the second time I've killed you, I don't want a third time!”

Just as Ginger Cloud's voice fell, the ghost clan man beside Meng Qiao's body suddenly swelled.

Although he didn't utter a word, could Jiang Yun possibly not understand that the other party was going to self-destruct They were using the power of their self-destruction to fight against his Wuding Soul Fire, giving Meng Qiao a chance to escape.

Meanwhile, a fourth wave of purple lightning also descended from the sky.

This time, the number of thunderbolts aimed at Jiangyun reached eighteen. As for Meng Qiao and the other three, the number of thunderbolts targeting them were nine each.

Jiang Yun let out a cold smile, then suddenly took a step forward, stepping over his own life fire and appearing beside Meng Qiao and the ghost.

This caused the number of thunderbolts falling above the heads of the three people to reach thirty-six!

Jiang Yun's palm grasped the Ghost Tribe man's body tightly, flames burning fiercely on her hand, stopping him from exploding.

"Ginger Cloud!"

Meng Qiao's voice, filled with resentment and a mournful shriek, had just begun when it was easily swallowed by the booming thunder.

With the end of this wave of thunder, all three of them were clearly injured.

However, Ginger Cloud's injuries were relatively minor, while Meng Qiao and the ghost man's bodies had sustained varying degrees of damage.

Without giving the three any time to breathe, another bolt of lightning appeared directly from the clouds.

I don't know if it was really Ginger Cloud's actions that completely enraged the Great Dao, causing the number of thunderbolts aimed at him to reach thirty-six.

Of course, the three Ghost Clan members, Meng Qiao and the others, were also treated the same way, with each person receiving eighteen whips!

Nearly ninety purple thunders occupied almost the entire sky!

And yet, with so much thunder, there was strangely not a single sound of thunder. Soundlessly, it just hung there quietly in the sky.

But the more so, the more it made everyone feel the supreme pressure emanating from them, making everyone breathless.

Even as they appeared, the immense and terrifying power they contained caused the very storm clouds that birthed them to dissipate instantly.

This also means that this will be the last wave of thunder for Jiang Yun's Dao Tribulation.

As long as Ginger Cloud can successfully take over, then the calamity will end, and he will successfully enter the realm of Dao Nature!

While looking at the ninety purple thunders in the sky, although Jiang Yun's face still had a calm expression, his eyes already showed a solemn look.

"Jiangyun, so it turns out you also don't have confidence in being able to take on this final wave of tribulation!"

Meng Qiao saw the seriousness in Jiang Yun's eyes and sneered, "Although we will be killed by your life fire, the consequences you can't handle will also kill you!"

"And, I am also willing to help you with this once!"

As Meng Qiao's words fell, a boundless expanse of black clouds once again appeared in the sky, which had already been shrouded in purple light.

Under the surging torrent, even the purple lightning's glow was partially obscured.

This is not some black cloud, but ghostly qi!

Meng Qiao brought the ghostly qi that filled the millions of realms beyond this nameless wasteland into this world.

"Gingercloud, you must be careful. I sincerely hope that under this ghostly energy and tribulation, your soul can still be preserved, so that we can meet again in the Netherworld!"

As Meng Qiao's voice rang out, that boundless ghostly aura suddenly surged towards the ninety purple thunders and rolled toward the nameless desolate realm below!

Although many of the ghostly energies were directly dispelled by the purple lightning, their sheer number was overwhelming. A massive amount of ghostly energy surged past the purple lightning and truly descended upon the nameless wasteland!

First released on the Traditional Chinese Novels Networkherbs, you can take whatever you need."Jiang Yun smiled and nodded, just about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed and he said: "Someone's here, I'll hide first."As soon as the words left he...