Chapter 502 - 509: Forceful Annihilation

As afraid as he was, he couldn’t just stand by and watch his sister die.

’He had died once before, anyway. Dying a second time didn’t seem so frightening.’

While the siblings spoke, their assailants’ attacks were already upon them.

The surrounding gang leaders hesitated, wondering if they should help. But in a flash, the tables turned dramatically.

Song Wanning, still seated, suddenly lifted a hand.

A terrifying pressure immediately swept out, and in the next instant, their attacks vanished into thin air as if they were a joke, not even causing a ripple.

Wu Mingxu and the others were crushed by this horrifying pressure, unable to even lift their heads.

They strained against it, every bone in their bodies creaking and groaning.

Song Wanning merely lifted her eyelids slightly. With a series of THUDS, all of them were forced to their knees.

Perfectly aligned.

The hall erupted in shock.

Song Bangzhu and the others were all Combined Cultivators! How could Song Wanning, a mere Out-of-Body Stage Cultivator, possibly have done this?

Impossible!!

Everyone’s understanding of the world was shattered. Wu Rouyun, who had been prepared for a desperate, final stand, was also completely dumbfounded.

This...

Wu Yaozu was the only one who found the scene intimately familiar.

"I was going to let you live a few more days, but you just had to keep bothering me, again and again."

Song Wanning rose slowly. With each step she took, the pressure crushing the kneeling men intensified.

Their faces flushed crimson, veins popping on their skin. They couldn’t even muster the strength to glance up at Song Wanning. They were beside themselves with terror, frantic and horrified.

Wu Mingxu trembled violently at her words. He had only wanted to teach Song Wanning a lesson, not lose his own life.

He tried to retrieve his life-saving treasures but couldn’t move a muscle. He couldn’t even open his Storage Ring...

’It’s over.’

Beside them, Fang Lan’s face was ashen. Her eyes darted about before she began to plead with Song Wanning, "My Lady, we were blind not to recognize your greatness! Please, be merciful!"

"Brother Wu is our Grand Master’s most treasured disciple. If you kill him, the Grand Master will be enraged..."

Her words sounded like a plea for mercy, but in reality, she was trying to provoke Song Wanning into killing him.

’Even now, she’s still trying to get Wu Mingxu killed? Just how deep does that hatred run?’ Song Wanning gave her a surprised glance.

Her words also served as a reminder to Wu Mingxu, who immediately began shouting threats. "That’s right! If you dare to kill me, my Grand Master will never let you go!"

"My Grand Master has a Late-stage Mahayana Cultivation! He could crush you with a single finger!"

His expression was defiant, and the hatred for Song Wanning in his heart intensified.

’If I can just get out of here alive, I will cut her down myself!’

"Hah."

Song Wanning laughed.

’Sometimes, she suspected this Wu Mingxu was an ’intruder’—his arrogant, brain-dead logic was identical.’

But he clearly wasn’t.

She didn’t feel the least bit threatened by him.

The corners of Song Wanning’s lips curved into a cold smile as she addressed the surrounding gang leaders. "Let everyone here bear witness. My relationship with the Wolf Fang Gang is purely a partnership for the sake of alchemy."

She was directly disassociating herself from the Wolf Fang Gang.

The kneeling men instantly had a bad feeling.

’What does Song Wanning mean by this?’

The men struggled to lift their heads. The effort made veins bulge across their faces and necks.

"You—"

"Song Wanning, let me go! I can compensate you—"

"Yes, I was blind! I know I was wrong..."

The gang leaders grew fearful. Her pressure was something they were utterly powerless against. She was not someone they could afford to provoke!

They were now filled with regret. Immense, overwhelming regret!

Song Bangzhu clenched his fists, his heart filled with unspeakable regret.

’He should have been the one to break through to the Mahayana Realm! This wasn’t how it was supposed to end for him...’

"Song Wanning, if you let me go, the Qingfeng Gang will make you our Supreme Elder!"

Bribery was the only tactic he could think of.

"Whatever the Wolf Fang Gang is paying you, I’ll pay double!!"

His voice was desperate, laced with a pleading tone.

"You—"

Just as he was about to speak again, a bolt of Heavenly Thunder suddenly descended and struck him right on the head.

KRA-KOOM—

The kneeling Song Bangzhu was instantly obliterated by the thunder, his soul scattered to the winds without so much as a scream.

Everyone nearby was scared witless.

What the hell kind of technique was that?

Heavenly Thunder?

How could she summon Heavenly Thunder?

Everyone stared at Song Wanning in horror. The technique she had just displayed made their eyelids twitch uncontrollably with fear.

Thunder was the ultimate bane of Ghost Cultivators.

And here was Song Wanning, pinning people down and summoning thunder to strike them—

It was too horrifying!

"You all talk too much."

Song Wanning’s eyes flickered open. Perhaps at the beginning, she had felt some apprehension.

But now that her Divine Soul Power was as strong as a Mahayana Realm master’s, why would she leave such loose ends?

She might as well just eliminate them.

With that, she raised her hand again.

"No—"

"My Lady, have mercy!"

"Ahhh, I don’t want to die!"

"Song Wanning, if you kill me, you’ll regret it!"

The kneeling men were babbling incoherently, their pleas for mercy mixed with curses, but nothing could stop the Heavenly Thunder from descending.

KRA-KOOM— KRA-KOOM—

Several more bolts of Divine Thunder descended. The men struggled desperately to escape, but they were pinned down, completely immobilized.

They could only watch in despair as the Heavenly Thunder fell and completely enveloped them.

When the Heavenly Thunder dissipated, the kneeling figures were gone.

The surrounding gang leaders felt their legs turn to jelly. A chill shot down their spines, freezing them to the core.

Song Wanning’s gaze, however, swept into the distance. She suddenly thrust out her hand, and a chain formed from Heavenly Thunder shot out.

A second later, the chain had ensnared someone—it was Fang Lan.

Fang Lan’s face contorted in agony as she let out a pained scream.

She had thought her Invisibility Technique would allow her to escape in the chaos, but she had been discovered after all!

She was terrified beyond belief. The next moment, the immense Power of thunder and lightning struck her, annihilating her soul completely.

All that remained was the echo of her resentful screams, fading through the courtyard.

Silence.

The vast courtyard was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

The way everyone looked at Song Wanning had completely changed. All that remained was boundless fear and reverence; not a trace of their earlier disdain survived.

They had never imagined that Combined Cultivators, who had lorded over others for a thousand years, could be so casually annihilated with a mere flick of a wrist.

Song Wanning’s gaze swept over the area. She collected the fallen cultivators’ Storage Rings, and the frustration in her heart finally dissipated.

She savored the might of her Divine Soul Power, immensely satisfied with this feeling of overwhelming strength.

"Clean this up. I’m going to continue my alchemy."

She had a feeling that if she kept this up, her Divine Soul Power could grow even stronger!

"Oh, yes, of course!"

Wu Rouyun snapped back to her senses and nodded hastily, personally escorting Song Wanning back to her room.

Then she quickly sent Wu Yaozu to gather more herbs, instructing him to bring out all of their most precious ones.

They absolutely could not afford to displease Song Wanning in the slightest!