The task she set out to do, no one could stop!
Ye Wanlan’s gaze was icy cold; she bit the tip of her finger and started inscribing some sort of symbols around the Longsword with her blood.
The wind grew fiercer and fiercer, until the stars and the moon could only hear the furious howling of the gales.
Blood poured into the Formation, and the barrier surged forth with new energy.
"I don’t care if you’re from the Lin Family or a Successor of Mount Penglai!" Owens’s face twisted hideously as he broke free from the Formation’s bonds, "Dare to mock us, and you shall pay with blood!"
His eyes glinted with excitement and bloodlust, his gaze utterly cruel.
Owens’s blade pierced through Ye Wanlan’s shoulder!
"Pfft!" Ye Wanlan spat out another mouthful of blood, her complexion turning instantly pallid.
Xing Yue suddenly widened her eyes, uttering a heart-wrenching scream: "Ah Lan!"
She had also learned from Ye Wanlan that the injuries inflicted by this group were extremely strange, incurable by either Taiyi Medical Practitioner or Taoist physician.
Lin Weilan, though having lived much longer, had suffered from ailments throughout the forty years.
"Ha! You’re seeking death!" Owens burst into laughter, "Wounded by our weapons, just wait for your organs to fail and die!"
Who can resist the will of superior wisdom?!
Ye Wanlan’s eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly; her hand was still gripping the other end of the blade, preventing Owens from driving the weapon deeper.
She indeed felt pain, but not other sensations.
Even this pain was nothing compared to the severity she had inflicted upon herself during the time loops.
Before her death, Lin Weilan had described to her the sensation of being wounded.
Pain was merely the basics; it felt as though the entire body was scorched by fierce flames, but in the next moment, it was as cold as falling into an icy hole, repeating over and over, an unbearable torment.
But now, Ye Wanlan didn’t feel any of the pain Lin Weilan had described back then.
"You... you..." Owens was disbelieving, his voice breaking, "How can you not be controlled by the will of superior wisdom?!"
Absolutely impossible!
The damage they could inflict was absolute harm, and it definitely could not be healed.
Even if a Divine Doctor were to emerge, they could not completely cure the wounds they caused.
This is because their Power and weapons, both carried the will of superior wisdom.
And in this world, there was absolutely no one who could overcome the will of superior wisdom.
But why was Ye Wanlan completely unaffected?!
The events unfolding before him had completely surpassed Owens’s understanding.
At this moment, faced with the unknown regarding Ye Wanlan, he finally panicked completely.
Since he was unable to communicate with water now, he could not immediately return to the Nanling Sea to report.
His weapon was useless against Ye Wanlan; it could only cause physical damage.
Owens, after all, was ashore for the first time, and this was his first mission, with scant experience; he truly didn’t know what to do anymore.
The cold weapon in Owens’s hand fell to the ground.
The blade was stained with Ye Wanlan’s fresh blood, a ghastly sight.
"Who are you?!" Owens kept retreating step by step, his face showing a look of terror, "Who on earth are you? You’re definitely not just a simple human!"
Ye Wanlan looked down at the wound on her shoulder; she didn’t bother with it, nor did she attempt any bandaging.
Even though she didn’t understand what Owens was saying, she was certain that these people could not harm her this way?
"Human?" Ye Wanlan took a step after another, slowly approaching Owens, her expression indifferent, "What about humans? Do you look down upon them that much?"
Owens’s back hit against the barrier; he had nowhere left to retreat.
Just one more step backward, and he would have entered the river, returning to the Nanling Sea.
But at this moment, this single step became an eternity.
"Even humans can kill you." Ye Wanlan picked up the blade from the ground, pressing closer, "I’ll ask you first to take a long sleep."
She plunged the blade into Owens’s abdomen.
Owens’s eyes bulged suddenly, blood continuously flowing down from the corner of his mouth, a great loss of blood causing his body to fall soft to the ground.
The other two youths, seeing Owens subdued , also became so scared that their legs went weak.
Ye Wanlan’s body swayed, somewhat unsteady on her feet.
But she couldn’t fall at this time; showing even the slightest flaw to the enemy would be fatal.
A familiar voice rang out beside her ear, carrying with it a reassuring power.
Hearing this call for life, Ye Wanlan finally let down her guard, showing a faint smile: "Tingting is here, good, I’ll leave the rest to you."
After she spoke those words, her eyes closed, and she fell into unconsciousness.
Yan Tingfeng caught her in time, preventing her from falling to the ground.
"Floor... Brother Yan?" Rong Qi was also somewhat surprised, "You’ve returned very timely, Miss Ye exhausted all her strength subduing these three."
He was not good at fighting and was completely unable to lend a hand on the side.
"Um." Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes drooped, he spoke lightly, "I saw it."
He picked up Ye Wanlan and glanced at Owens and the others on the ground: "Take them away."
When Ye Wanlan woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
She blinked her eyes first, then slowly propped herself up with the help of the headboard.
"Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng timed her waking well, he entered pushing the door, "You’re drained, you need more rest, no need to hurry getting out of bed."
"I know." Ye Wanlan said softly, "But I still need to sort out the whole matter, to be at ease."
Yan Tingfeng’s expression hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he gave in and sighed: "I’ll take you there."
He was just about to carry Ye Wanlan down the stairs when someone burst through the door.
"Wanlan!" The voice was very anxious.
"Arrived?" Ye Wanlan slowly opened her eyes, smiling softly toward Zhu Qingxian, "But it’s too late."
Zhu Qingxian was taken aback: "I..."
This face did indeed resemble her to some degree, but the temperament and demeanor were completely different from hers.
She was weary of the world and pessimistic, living in severe anxiety every day.
But Ye Wanlan’s brows and eyes were always calm and serene, as if there was nothing in this world that could shake her faith.
Even if she would fail, would make mistakes, she always progressed towards her goal.
On her, there always seemed to be an upward energy, even bringing more confidence to those around her.
Zhu Qingxian had a slight wetness at the corner of her eyes, her heart feeling sour and numb, as if countless insects were biting it.
If Lin Jiayan could see Ye Wanlan today, he must be very happy, right?
"Last time you left too quickly, I had many questions and couldn’t ask you." Ye Wanlan was calm and composed, "Since you rushed back so quickly, then you can sit down and talk to me about the past."
This scene was entirely unexpected for Kang Mufeng and Zhu Qingxian.
The group of people from the Nanling Sea, branded with supreme intelligence and endowed with Divine Bloodlines, had combat power reaching a horrifying level.
Of course, it wasn’t that they couldn’t be dealt with, but it would take a great deal of effort.
Ye Wanlan spoke slowly: "I want to know about my father’s matters."