I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Rumbling--

The dark and boundless world of clouds seemed to have lost its color.

Above Ning Ruan’s head, the thick calamity clouds that had been accumulating for a long time exploded.

In the center of the calamity cloud, the deep purple lightning that became brighter and brighter, as if it could devour everything, came down in an instant with a shrieking sound that tore through the void.

Endless deep purple lightning instantly submerged Ning Ruan's figure.

It illuminated the area within a radius of several hundred feet with a strange purple-white color, which hurt people's eyes so much that they could not look directly at it.

"Fellow Daoist Ning's thunder tribulation is so terrifying, she has just broken through to the ninth realm!"

Behind the instructor of Lingshan College, the young man with dimples was stunned, and it was difficult to suppress the shock in his heart.

The thunder tribulation continues.

Because it was the last wave, the deafening thunder above our heads did not occur all at once.

Instead, there were continuous, terrifying noises that seemed to completely shatter the entire space!

Ning Ruan finally felt a little pain.

But only a little.

It was far less painful than her previous breakthrough.

If there was one thing that made her feel a little uncomfortable, it was her left hand.

Before it was just an itch.

Now it is severe pain.

It's not the pain caused by being struck by lightning.

This pain is more like a pain that spreads from the inside out, from the depths of the soul.

This wave of thunder was powerful, but it did not last long.

The moment the thunder above his head stopped, Ning Ruan felt countless spiritual powers pouring into his body, and then suddenly broke through something.

His cultivation level instantly rose from the peak of the eighth realm to the middle of the ninth realm!

Yes, it’s not the beginner level, but the intermediate level!

The green shirt moves without wind.

The purple electric light also completely disappeared from his body.

The endless realm returned to darkness and silence.

However, this silence only lasted for a moment.

The eyes of all the monks present were still focused on the girl in green.

Or rather, it was uncontrollable and focused on her raised left hand!

Not an illusion!

In this dark space where faint arcs of electricity remained after being ravaged by lightning, Ning Ruan's left hand was emitting an indescribable, warm and deep white light!

The light did not radiate outward, but instead shone from the inside of her palm, as if enveloping a piece of fine, uncarved glass stone.

This is just what is visible to the naked eye.

And beneath their spiritual consciousness, there was something that shocked them even more.

Through the flesh wrapped in light, underneath is not ordinary bones, but...

A complete and transparent metacarpal bone that seems to be directly cast from the purest crystal or glass!

But if it were really just crystal or glass, they wouldn't be shocked.

The moment the divine consciousness swept across Liuli's metacarpal bone, all the cultivators present instinctively felt a shudder coming from the depths of their souls.

Fear, awe, humility.

They are the ones who fear the lowly.

What is in awe is the glass bone on her left hand.

"This is... what is this?"

A trembling voice uttered a word.

Another voice exclaimed, "Eyes, my eyes..."

Everyone then realized that their eyes were also in severe pain.

The strong smell of blood lingered in the nose.

The eyes were burned and bleeding.

Wang He covered his eyes with his hands.

The palms of my hands immediately felt wet.

At this moment, his heart was beating wildly.

The brain is also working fast.

Sudden.

He finally seemed to remember something.

He murmured, "Tianming is the reincarnation of an immortal. Since he is an immortal, he has immortal bones. Tianming will restore his immortal bones..."

"Since the eyes cannot see, the consciousness cannot be explored."

"Yes...it must be so! It must be so!"

Wang He's muttering voice suddenly rose, becoming sharp and fanatical!

The hands that were covering his eyes suddenly dropped, and the expression on his face that was distorted by severe pain was instantly replaced by an almost insane excitement and greed!

Destiny is always just destiny.

Even if he restored a piece of immortal bone, he is not a real immortal!

If that’s the case, who says the immortal bone can’t belong to him?

next moment.

Wang He’s terrifying cultivation level far surpassed that of all the cultivators present, and he no longer held back at all, exploding with a bang!

His entire body transformed into a twisted shadow, moving at a speed so fast that it was beyond the vision of most people present!

And his target was Ning Ruan.

The human cultivator finally came back to his senses from the Glazed Bone.

They all wanted to step forward to stop it.

But Wang He's cultivation was far superior to theirs, and he had seized the initiative, so how could they stop him?

As he was about to get close to Ning Ruan, Wang He could no longer suppress his inner excitement.

He didn't dare to look at Liuli Gu again, and his consciousness was fixed firmly on the girl in front of him.

"The fairy bone is mine!"

He raised his voice excitedly, but when he was about to get close to Ning Ruan, he suddenly heard a sigh in his ear.

The sigh seemed to come from the eternal void, and it also seemed to sound directly from the depths of his soul, carrying with it an indescribable... indifference and... extreme coldness.

The moment the sound hits your ears——

hum!

Wang He only felt that his body seemed to be imprisoned by some terrifying force, and the blood rushing through his body stopped flowing at this moment.

An indescribable feeling of coldness and suffocation exploded from the heart, and not only the body, but even the soul seemed to be pierced by billions of cold steel needles at the same time!

His entire body maintained a forward-rushing posture, like a twisted statue that was instantly frozen, solidified in the void just a few feet away from Ning Ruan.

The fanatical greed on his face completely froze, replaced by a distorted expression of pain, despair and disbelief caused by the backflow of blood and extreme fear.

Just like that, he saw a figure appear silently beside Ning Ruan.

No one could see how he appeared, as if he had always been there, blending into the void.

A tall and straight figure, wearing a black robe that looked ordinary but the material seemed to be flowing with starlight.

His face was shrouded in a hazy halo and could not be seen clearly. Only his eyes were as deep as a black hole that swallowed up all light. They also seemed to contain an extremely terrifying supreme majesty that made people dare not look directly at him.

The gaze of those eyes did not stay on Wang He for even a second.

As if it was just a speck of dust that was an eyesore.

The only person he paid attention to was Ning Ruan.

And Ning Ruan's left hand that was emitting a warm white light.

"Big Daddy? Why are you here?"

Unlike Wang He's fear that penetrated deep into his soul, Ning Ruan not only did not feel any fear, but also showed an expression of surprise.

She knew this terrifying and mysterious strong man!

She also called him...Big Daddy...

Wang He's heart was dead silent, he had never felt so desperate before.

The cultivators from the five tribes had similar thoughts at this moment.

They did not deal with Ning Ruan, so naturally they did not have Wang He's despair.

But the fear of facing the strongest person is hard to shake off.

No one dared to move.

No one dared to make any noise at this time.

In the silent and boundless realm, the smiling voice of a mysterious and powerful man could be heard clearly:

"My Ruanruan is amazing. She has broken through to the ninth level so quickly."

Ning Ruan: “…” Although she was indeed great, as the one with the lowest cultivation level among those present, this kind of praise still made her feel a little embarrassed.