The foundation of Zhan Yun's seduction art was the shadows of death in the depths of her eyes.
Zhan Yun called them "succubi." She poured her heart and soul into each "succubi." They were the crystallization of her dao techniques and the reason she was strong.
Three hundred and sixty-five "succubi" corresponded to the three hundred and sixty-five days of a year.
Each "succubi" that she called out and merged with the three souls of heaven, earth, and man could cause Zhan Yun to change at will.
Appearance, expression, mind, temperament, they could all be changed at will.
Zhan Yun's yin spirit, yang spirit, and true body could use different "succubi" to change into different people.
When she faced Zhong Li Da, Yu Yuan, Xi Quan, Chen Qingyan, and everyone else, she used different kinds of "succubi" to deal with them according to their states of mind, preferences, and different aesthetics.
In the eyes of Yan Qiling and Zhong Li Da, the master and disciple skilled in spatial arts, Zhan Yun's appearance, expression, and personality were all different.
In the early years, when Zhan Yun traveled through Haoran, the people she interacted with all had different opinions of her.
The reason was because Zhan Yun was using the essence of her seduction art. She cultivated this great dao and used different forms to deal with all kinds of men.
In the beginning, the man in front of her could only be one person. She could only change herself when she saw the next person.
At her current level, she could make hundreds of people in the same room at the same time, regardless of whether they were men or women, have different feelings.
Everyone saw and felt that she was different from others.
She could release the succubi according to the other's preferences and easily enter the other's heart. Men would love her and women would lower their guard against her.
Seduction art, at her level, was close to the dao.
But...
At this moment, as her eyes met Yu Yuan's, numerous succubi emerged from the depths of her pupils, like fish that had died in a fish tank.
Zhan Yun's thick life force gradually withered.
The yin spirit that flew towards Yu Yuan collapsed midway.
Pew pew pew!
At the same time, numerous illusory "succubi" vanished from the Yin Deity like popped balloons.
Consort Han flew out of the Fiendish Demon Cauldron and enveloped Zhan Yun's Yang Spirit with icy-blue flames.
The rainbow-colored red light was actually frozen and shattered under the pressure of the ice-blue flames.
The Yin Spirit, the Yang Spirit, and the True Body all collapsed.
The Sect Master of the Yin Charm Sect was a Freedom Realm cultivator. After being imprisoned in the Sword Prison for so many years, her blood, spirit, and soul power had been sucked out of her body. She only had a little bit of strength left.
The Yin Charm Sect was not a sect that was good at fighting. Their core was still Charm Techniques.
Not only had her charming arts failed, but she had also suffered a powerful backlash. Furthermore, her battle prowess was insufficient. As a result, she was completely defeated by Yu Yuan, who had a strange aura and black eyes.
Yu Yuan, whose eyes were like black holes, looked expressionlessly at Zhang Miao.
Zhang Miao, who had been harboring ill intentions ever since the cruise ship and wanted to use Yu Yuan's Blood Essence to strengthen herself, had regained some of her intelligence at this moment.
After being splashed with icy-cold water, Zhang Miao's eyes became clear.
"Sister Zhao, S-Sect Master …"
She was a bit confused. The first thing she noticed was Zhao Jie, who was supposed to be dead, her sister Zhang Man, who had her neck pierced, the colorful rainbow Yang Spirit, and Zhan Yun, who had been crushed by Consort Han.
There was also the Succubi that were constantly dying in the depths of Zhan Yun's eyes.
Zhang Miao, as a rising star of the Yin Charm Sect, knew what the death of the Succubi meant.
She suddenly realized that there was a place in the vast world for the sects that secretly manipulated the situation of the Qian Xuan Continent with their charming arts. Today, they would bring a calamity upon themselves.
Her heart was filled with bitterness as she looked at Yu Yuan, who was like an unsheathed sword that was stabbed straight into the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
"Why did the sect master and I have to provoke him?"
A strong sense of regret suddenly rushed into Zhang Miao's heart, making her feel as if she had swallowed a ten-thousand-year-old Chinese goldthread. It was as bitter as it could get.
If she could go back in time, she swore that she would never have been instigated by Old Tong to knock on Yu Yuan's door.
Not to mention, he wouldn't have tried to steal Yu Yuan's treasures on the Split Yan Islands over and over again.
"Yu Yuan. No … "
Zhang Miao suddenly looked up and changed the way she addressed him. "Li Qi, can you give the Yin Charm Sect a way out? Don't destroy all of our sect master's Succubi. How can the Yin Charm Sect survive in the Haoran Continent? Li Qi, I'll call you Li Qi. Please. "
She, who was about to cry, used another Charm Technique of the Yin Charm Sect to gain sympathy and begged for mercy in a pitiful manner.
The corner of Yan Qiling's mouth twitched as he said indifferently, "You're about to die, and you still want to use Charm Techniques to change. The Yin Charm Sect is a heretical sect that didn't grasp the essence of Mind Evil Arts. Serves you right for ending up like this. "
Above Sword Prison, the fat old man holding a horsetail whisk sneered, "Yu Yuan, Li Qi? I have a feeling that you don't even know who your opponent is pleading with. "
In his eyes, the youth controlling the Fiendish Demon Cauldron and causing Zhanyun to die was no longer Yu Yuan.
Lin Zhuyun wasn't possessed by the Heavenly Demon. Perhaps she really was the original person.
He believed that Yu Yuan's mind and soul had been taken over by the Evil God Statue.
The Evil God Statue only used Mind Evil Arts to make Qi Hongyi and the Yin Corpse King listen to its orders. It didn't directly send its soul to replace the Yin Corpse King and Qi Hongyi.
Because of this, the Yin Corpse King and Qi Hongyi's expressions didn't seem to change.
Yu Yuan was different.
The darkness in his eyes exuded a mysterious aura, as well as an extreme evil intent.
The fat old man had seen many people. From these small details and differences, he was sure that the Yu Yuan in front of him wasn't the original Yu Yuan.
Zhang Miao begging Yu Yuan, begging Li Qi to be merciful, wasn't that the wrong person?
"The Yin Charm Sect has walked the wrong path and doesn't deserve to exist in this world."
The cold voice had a unique tone, as if a god was speaking to his worshippers as he spoke softly to Zhang Miao.
The piercing sound of the pipa and the arrow of corpse power instantly pierced through Zhang Miao's body and soul.
This Heaven's Pride of the Yin Charming Sect, who had used her elder sister's Nourishment Absorption Technique to try to break through to the next realm as quickly as possible, died in an instant. She was a beautiful girl with a ruthless and dark heart.
"Whoosh!"
The Fiendish Demon Cauldron carried Yu Yuan and slowly flew forward.
The black cauldron flew over Zhanyun's head.
Zhanyun's eyes were like an ancient well. The Succubus fish in the well finally disappeared.
The moment the Succubus disappeared, all the light in Zhanyun's eyes seemed to leave her.
Zhan Yun stood there quietly. His true body had withered and died. His neon-like Yang Spirit body was also crushed under Han Concubine's extreme cold.
"Yu …"
Yan Qiling opened his mouth to speak, but he remembered the fat old man's words. He suddenly stopped and didn't say the rest of his words.
The Fiendish Demon Cauldron floated in the air and stopped next to him for a moment.
After a pause, the Fiendish Demon Cauldron once again flew towards its target at its previous speed.
Qi Hongyi and the Yin Corpse King followed the Fiendish Demon Cauldron and Yu Yuan on the left and right.
With a loud boom, the giant statue carved from the Sword Prison rose from the ground and floated in the air.
Facing Yan Qiling, the statue chuckled and formed hand seals that calmed people's minds and souls. It seemed to be looking at Yan Qiling.
Yan Qiling's expression was stiff because he didn't know if Yu Yuan was controlled by the Evil God Statue.
But when Yu Yuan passed by, he stilled and suddenly laughed foolishly. He didn't know what he was laughing about.
"Another one."
The fat old man shook his head and sighed with a face full of regret.
He sighed because Yan Qiling, whose origins were unknown, was also skilled in the power of space and was on the same path as him.
His companion was also controlled by the Evil God Statue and had lost his sense of self. He could only become a puppet in the future. He didn't know if this would affect the Great Dao and make him feel that he had lost a companion.
… …
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