A thick sense of shame and anger flashed in her eyes. Perceiving that Zhu Haomiao's tongue had intruded, Ye Wan Ning could no longer care about hurting him. An awe-inspiring and terrifying divine light burst from her pupils.
The materialized spiritual energy condensed into visible ripples, like an iron hammer striking Zhu Haomiao, blasting him away on the spot.
His back collided heavily with the wall of the meditation room. Zhu Haomiao fell to the ground, his internal organs shaken and displaced, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet the enchanting smile remained on his face.
Licking the blood at the corner of his mouth, savoring the faint metallic sweetness, Zhu Haomiao fixed his gaze unwaveringly on Ye Wan Ning, his smile growing more sinister.
Looking into the young man's eyes, in Ye Wan Ning's Divine Vision, she observed a tumultuous pink mist burning in his eyes, with translucent pink flames escaping from the corners, flickering like tiny tongues of fire.
The unabashed madness in the young man's eyes made her blush in embarrassment!
Ye Wan Ning repressed her anger, trying to awaken Zhu Haomiao's consciousness.
However, Zhu Haomiao merely stood upright slowly and then vanished from view the next second.
"When you come to your senses, I'll definitely give you a good beating!!"
Ye Wan Ning gritted her teeth, turning her head fiercely. A shadow was instantly pinned, curved five claws pounding on the invisible wall, with visible translucent ripples spreading 360 degrees from the point of contact, dissolving his violent strength into nothingness.
Noticing that the young man's spirit and body had undergone inexplicable enhancement, Ye Wan Ning let go of her last worry, the fury in her chest surging out with materialized spiritual energy.
"Decree·Heavenly Power!"
Like an invisible mountain descending from the sky, Zhu Haomiao was instantly pressed to kneel on the ground.
Looking at the young man kneeling at her feet, Ye Wan Ning urged on the continual fury of her spiritual power, her eyes glowing with golden divine light. With a casual gesture, a broom from the corner flew into her hand, and she began thrashing Zhu Haomiao relentlessly over the head.
"Bastard! Bastard! My first kiss!"
"And you even used your tongue!"
"Who taught you that?!"
Ye Wan Ning vented bitterly but could see that Zhu Haomiao's current state was not intentional; she bore some responsibility for letting things get so out of hand.
Thinking about how there would be no one to hold accountable afterward, and how her precious first kiss was gone inexplicably, Ye Wan Ning was filled with bitter grief, swinging her hand in shadows.
"I've been so good to you, and you repay kindness with enmity!"
"If I ever buy you milk tea again, I'm a dog!"
The broom struck Zhu Haomiao's back with loud smacks. Though the damage was minimal, the humiliation was immense. The kneeling young man let out a low growl, with faint blood threads spreading in his eyes, a trace of violent blood-red spreading from the depths of his pupils.
Sensing the young man was slowly standing up under the Extraordinary Power, Ye Wan Ning's divine light intensified.
"Still stubborn? Wake up quickly! I need to settle accounts with you properly!"
An irresistible towering spiritual power weighed down, forcing Zhu Haomiao entirely onto the ground, unable to move a finger.
Standing before the young man, Ye Wan Ning's chest heaved violently. She stopped her actions, glaring at him fiercely, determined to truly settle accounts once he'd regained consciousness.
However, like a beast losing its mind, he struggled for a moment before lying quietly on the ground.
Yet, from an unseen angle, an awe-inspiring and terrifying Purple Gold Divine Light quietly emerged from the depths of his pupils, with Purple Gold threads, like living things, quietly permeating and spreading, gradually dyeing his pupils into a sacred yet eerie pattern.
Meanwhile, Ye Wan Ning keenly sensed an unprecedented chill seeping into her bones.
An indescribable terror enveloped her spirit, and Ye Wan Ning instinctively wanted to flee, but a sharp pain pierced from the soul stone on her forehead.
Like a hot knife through butter, the grand and twisted Divinity pierced through the Spirit Barrier, penetrating deeply into the soul realm, instantly shattering Ye Wan Ning's proud Divine Soul Energy.
It was like a heavy hammer struck the back of her head. Ye Wan Ning's pupils dilated, her mind went blank.
The spiritual power pressing on Zhu Haomiao vanished instantly. Ye Wan Ning's legs gave out, sitting duck-like on the ground, her arms instinctively supporting her, head hanging low.
At the same time, tiny dust particles around Zhu Haomiao began vibrating at a high frequency, defying gravity and floating upwards, while his body slowly floated as well.
A few seconds later, Zhu Haomiao completely freed himself from the constraints of gravity, his feet gently lifting off, like a feather, elegantly and softly suspended in mid-air, his elevated pupils holding nothing but an impersonal, imposing Purple Gold.
The cold, piercing gaze fell upon Ye Wan Ning like a tangible force, causing her hair to stand on end, and her scattered spirit regained a trace of clarity.
What exactly is happening?!
Instinctively, she wanted to look up, but as soon as her muscles responded, they froze. The supernatural Divinity alarmed her frantically, shrouding her in instinctive terror.
You will die!!!!!!!!!!!!
In a haze, she felt as if there was an infinitely expanding black sun suspended before her, the grand radiance it emitted about to crush her.
And once she gazed upon it directly, the black sun's violent energy would pour into her soul, melting and obliterating her completely...
Her body trembled uncontrollably under the invisible black radiance, and Ye Wan Ning clenched her teeth firmly, a faint golden divine light flickering unsteadily like a candle in the wind within her pupils.
"What an utterly weak Divinity."
A cold, merciless whisper seemed to come from the nine-layered heaven. Ye Wan Ning saw a pair of familiar shoes before her, in her lowered gaze, a despair-inducing white hand lowered.
Cold fingers gently hooked her chin, gradually lifting her face.
In the cruel and mocking whisper, Ye Wan Ning clearly felt the arrival of death. Her soul and body resisted with all their might, but under the black sun's light, they could only tremble in fear.
Watching her own chin being lifted bit by bit, a montage of her life flashed through her mind, and she suddenly recalled a friend's warning.
"Oil, curiosity killed the cat."
Unexpectedly, the future nine-layered heaven's Human God would die so enigmatically...
Unable to accept such an absurd and meaningless death, Ye Wan Ning's beautiful eyes overflowed with unyielding tears.
Two streams of clear tears slid down her cheeks, gathering on the finger hooked under her chin. Zhu Haomiao's mocking smile slowly faded, a faint struggling spirit light flickering in the depths of his cruel, impassive Purple Gold eyes.