Chapter 51

"Let go!"

Her eyes flickered, her beauty unmatched, but the coldness in her eyes could not be concealed.

Jun Wuming was taken aback, then glanced at his hands that were wrapped around the white-robed woman's armpits. A slight movement, and a wonderful, soft feeling instantly surged in his heart, causing the white-robed woman to unconsciously show a hint of coldness on her face.

He chuckled awkwardly, then let out a light hum.

"Will you be able to stand if I let you go?"

"You."

A muffled groan, the white-robed woman struggled with all her might, trying to stand up from Jun Wuming's embrace. But the magical power and strength within her body had been almost completely frozen and eroded by the surging coldness. With a slight movement, a severe icy pain surged in her heart, almost making her faint from the lack of breath!

The wind blew, the sleeves fluttered, and in a flash, he supported Su Ran's figure from behind again.

Looking at the beautiful face close at hand and the stubborn look in the beauty's eyes, Jun Wuming felt a strange sense of pride. What a stubborn and proud woman!

The coldness invaded her body, eroding her vitality. No one understood this slow, unrelenting pain better than water practitioners like Jun Wuming!

"Lie down, Miss Su!"

Looking at the white-robed woman who turned her head away, her eyes looking elsewhere, a strange smile welled up in Jun Wuming's heart. She still had the shyness of an ordinary woman!

"Who are you?"

Looking at the black-robed youth with long hair and a dark robe, Su Ran's eyes were wary, staring intently at Jun Wuming. A powerful aura instantly burst from her body, a domineering presence spreading out, creating invisible ripples in the air, locking onto Jun Wuming. It seemed that if Jun Wuming made any wrong move, she would strike with all her might!

The pressure was like a mountain, domineering and unusual. However, Jun Wuming knew that the woman before him was at the end of her strength, unable to move the magical power within her. Although the power of the Yin Spirit was strong, she could only barely support her body and will, with no strength left to attack him!

What a fierce woman!

Jun Wuming smiled lightly, ignoring the white-robed woman's intimidation, and pointed at the air. Instantly, a black light burst out, wrapping two corpses and bringing them to his feet.

The wind blew, and Su Ran's face turned cold, ready to attack. But when she saw the direction of Jun Wuming's spell, she was suddenly startled.

Looking at the two corpses before her, one of which, with Su Ran's keen eyes, was clearly beheaded by a single sword strike, the other with a twisted face, soft and deformed, clearly the result of a violent soul search!

"You...?"

Although she was surprised that a fourth-stage black-robed youth could kill a fifth-stage Yin Spirit realm expert, Su Ran could understand. With powerful treasures or formidable techniques, it was not impossible to achieve a decisive strike when a Yin Spirit realm expert was overconfident!

"Hmm..."

Another light hum, Jun Wuming could see with his naked eye that white frost was slowly forming between the eyebrows of the white-robed woman lying in his arms. Her lips were pale, her face green, and the tips of her beautiful black hair were visibly cold.

"Frost to the bone?"

His face changed slightly. Frost to the bone was like a terminal illness, waiting for the next step, the frost breaking the spirit, leading to the soul's destruction!

As a water practitioner, although Jun Wuming had not studied ice much, his innate divine and demonic bloodline made him naturally understand how to control the power of ice!

The extreme coldness within this woman's body had clearly completely sealed her divine palace, the coldness beginning to erode her bone marrow, consuming her essence and energy. Once these two treasures were lost, the Yin Spirit would be destroyed in an instant!

"Let me go, let me find a quiet place to rest!"

The white-robed woman seemed very tired, her eyes looking at the youth in front of her with a hint of...

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67d4 and. It seemed she knew she didn't have much time left, her eyes looking into the distance, a faint sorrow surrounding her, causing a strange anger to well up in Jun Wuming's heart!

"No! Woman, listen to me!"

"Since you are in my arms, you cannot die!"

A hint of coldness in his eyes, Jun Wuming felt inexplicable irritation and anger! Death again! In his previous life, betrayed by his closest loved ones, he could only watch helplessly as the woman he loved lost her life in his arms! In this life, Jun Wuming would not allow such a regrettable event to happen, even if this woman was just an acquaintance!

Staring at the determined black-robed youth, Su Ran's eyes were momentarily blurred. Then her face turned cold, and she said coldly.

"I don't need your help, and you shouldn't waste your efforts. The power of the Ice Soul Divine Light is not something a mere fourth-stage cultivator like you can resist!"

"Someone!"

"Lord Jun!"

A loud shout, the sound like a thunderclap.

Wu Zhantian and Heifeng, who were guarding around, seemed startled. Hearing this angry call, they exchanged a glance, not daring to delay, instantly transforming into a green and a black light, landing in front of Jun Wuming, bowing their heads, their eyes avoiding each other!

"Send out disciples of the second stage or higher, ten to a group, a hundred to a team, to support each other. Search for a place of fire, find the Flame Grass, hurry!"

Heifeng (a black wind python named Heifeng) and Wu Zhantian, hearing this, were instantly moved. They exchanged a glance, said "Yes!" and immediately dispatched the clan's disciples to search for a place of fire in the jungle as Jun Wuming requested!

"Flame Grass? A treasure of fire?"

"It's useless, this level of fire cannot resist the extreme cold of the Ice Soul Divine Light!"

Jun Wuming's face remained unchanged, his expression indifferent, still holding the white-robed woman in his arms. Smelling the fragrance in her hair, his thoughts seemed to drift far away.

Both in white robes, one noble and elegant, the other lively and adorable, but the situation was so similar, being pursued, dying in his arms!

Jun Wuming would never forget...

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86 the despair and coldness of seeing his hands covered in blood, as if he had fallen into a bottomless icy hell, never to be reborn!

Seeing the fleeting pain in Jun Wuming's eyes, Su Ran was momentarily stunned. Why did this teenager in his teens have such a heavy aura of sorrow?

With a faint gaze, Jun Wuming looked intently at the white-robed woman in his arms.

Her features were like a painting, her holy and sacred aura like a ray of light in the darkness, dazzling yet gentle, captivating!

Turning his head, he waved his hand, and a large black light flashed, wrapping soft green grass. In an instant, the divine water power within him surged, covering the black light!

Whoosh!

The wind landed, and the green grass was instantly dried by the black light in his palm, turning into withered yellow leaves, neatly laid on the ground.

Carefully placing the white-robed woman on the ground, ignoring Su Ran's puzzled gaze.

In his palm, the black light was dazzling, instantly turning his entire hand black. The faint black light gradually approached the abdomen where the white-robed woman's divine palace was located.

"What are you doing?" The white-robed woman looked at the hand on her abdomen with shock and anger, shouting loudly.

"Saving you!"

Glancing at the shocked and angry white-robed woman, Jun Wuming instantly pressed his palm down, the black light surging, boiling within him. From a distance, the black-robed youth seemed to be immersed in an endless sea of darkness.

A white light shone in the darkness, as Jun Wuming increased the pure divine water power in his palm. Jun Wuming keenly sensed that the vast, extremely cold and yin energy within Su Ran's body was instantly triggered by the pure water essence in the divine water power!

Like a fish on the hook, the extremely cold Ice Soul Divine Light instantly followed the guidance of the divine water power, crazily pouring into Jun Wuming's body!

Puff! Puff!

Frost exposed, like a tidal wave, freezing the land, the cold instantly causing the surface of the nearby large dark pond to form a thin layer of black ice!

An endless icy wind blew, the sky slightly dark, and snowflakes began to fall!

Such extreme cold, the power of the coldness was evident. The mere overflow of the coldness could make it snow in the scorching summer, freezing the lake surface!

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