The passers-by are vicious

The ninth-grade robes are able to offset the full-strength attack of a strong man in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

As for the Xuanming Jiao, it was just a demon beast whose strength was suppressed at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage. How could it possibly break the powerful defense brought by the robes worn by Jiang Wanwan?

The Xuanming Jiao seemed to have noticed this, and a human-like thoughtful expression appeared on its ferocious face.

It seemed that it also realized that the robe on Jiang Wanwan could not hurt her at all, and its previous attacks were completely useless.

But as a monster with a ferocious nature, Xuanming Jiao will not give up so easily.

It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its extremely sharp fangs, and stared at Jiang Wanwan viciously, with greed and murderous intent flashing in its eyes.

Obviously, it had made up its mind to swallow Jiang Wanwan into its stomach.

Jiang Wanwan had nowhere to hide at this point. Her eyes narrowed, filled with endless fear and determination.

Faced with death, she did not flinch but resolutely activated the internal skills.

Instantly, her entire body seemed to be ignited and began to burn fiercely. The flames bloomed like red lotuses, and the hot flames licked the surrounding air, emitting a suffocating high temperature.

Even facing the desperate situation of death, Jiang Wanwan was not willing to let this hateful beast have an easy time.

She wanted to use her last bit of strength to teach Xuanming Jiao a lesson that she would never forget.

In the distance, Murong Haoyu followed the guidance of the jade pendant closely and rushed over here anxiously.

His eyes were wide open, almost popping out, filled with anger and despair.

Covered in purple lightning, he soared up like a dragon and swooped over at an astonishing speed, as if he wanted to use all his strength to save Jiang Wanwan.

However, it was too late.

Although he tried his best, he still couldn't arrive before the Xuanming Dragon swallowed Jiang Wanwan.

He could only watch as the ferocious giant mouth swallowed up the charming red figure.

"Wanwan——."

The entire secret realm seemed to be echoing with Murong Haoyu's heart-wrenching roar, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, Xu Xianhe, who was galloping towards the center of the secret realm, suddenly jumped onto a big tree and looked at the sparkling lake in the distance. An extremely solemn expression appeared on his handsome face.

At the same time, in the ancestral hall of the Jiang family of Qimeng, the nameplate representing Jiang Wanwan began to show cracks without any warning, and it was crumbling, as if it would break at any time.

"Oh no! Something's happened to the young lady! Hurry and report to the head of the family!"

The monk in charge of guarding the fate tablet ran out of the ancestral hall in panic, and the elder who was guarding the ancestral hall immediately rushed into the hall after hearing the news.

The elder came to Jiang Wanwan's life plate and without hesitation injected his own spiritual power into it, trying his best to stabilize the life plate that was about to shatter and fall.

And in the Jiang family, there is another person who is also paying attention to all this, she is the second lady of the Jiang family - Jiang Linger.

Jiang Linger is the daughter of the illegitimate younger brother of the head of the Jiang family. Although her status is slightly different, she believes that her intelligence and wit are no less than anyone else.

When she heard the news of Jiang Wanwan's misfortune, Jiang Linger, dressed in yellow, was sitting cross-legged quietly on the couch, practicing with full concentration.

As the spiritual energy around her gradually stabilized, she jumped lightly off the couch.

Jiang Linger walked to the window, staring at the distant sky, muttering to herself: "Cousin, cousin, haven't you always thought highly of yourself and regarded yourself as a daughter of heaven? I didn't expect that you would almost die in a secret realm of the foundation-building stage."

She has always been disgusted with this cousin who suppressed her in every way, not to mention that Jiang Wanwan's father is the leader of the Weapon Alliance and has a prominent status.

Jiang Wanwan is the only daughter of her father. If she unfortunately dies, Jiang Linger will become the most talented person among the younger generation.

Thinking that the Jiang family would pour all their cultivation resources into her, and that she might even become the next generation head of the Jiang family, Jiang Linger's heart instantly ignited a burning flame, and she whispered softly, "My dear cousin, please don't come back."

Jiang Wanwan, who was swallowed into the belly of the Xuanming Dragon, was soaking in a pool of freezing cold water. Her red dress seemed to be tattered and tightly attached to her exquisite body, as if it had merged with her skin.

Her hair, which fell on both sides of her shoulders like a waterfall, was also soaked by the water, sticking wetly to her delicate and charming face, adding a touch of heartbreaking beauty to her already charming face.

At this moment, Jiang Wanwan was like a delicate flower swaying in the cold wind. Although she was in a desperate situation, she still exuded charming charm and indomitable spirit.

She closed her eyes tightly and frowned slightly, as if she was enduring great pain and torture.

Suddenly, a figure jumped into the pool despite the cold, carefully held the charming figure in his arms, and climbed to the shore.

Gu Jingyun was searching for treasure in the lake when a black shadow flashed by and he was swallowed before he could react.

Unexpectedly, when exploring the internal space, they found that Jiang Wanwan was also swallowed by the Xuanming Jiao, and her breath was weak and it was obvious that her life was hanging by a thread.

Gu Jingyun hurriedly fed Jiang Wanwan the fire-attributed spiritual herb he found in the space, and transferred his own spiritual power to her.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wanwan coughed a few times and slowly opened her beautiful eyes. When she found herself lying in Gu Jingyun's arms, she did not react at all, but was surprised that she was not dead yet.

After slowly coming to her senses, Jiang Wanwan wanted to stand up but found that she was very weak. She leaned on Gu Jingyun's arms and said, "Junior Brother Gu, were you also swallowed by the Xuanming Jiao?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and after noticing the surrounding pools and scenes, he immediately realized, "It seems that someone has opened up a space in the belly of the Xuanming Jiao. No wonder there is a high-blooded monster like the Xuanming Jiao in the secret realm of the foundation-building period."

“I’m afraid it doesn’t even know it.”

After a while, Jiang Wanwan, who had recovered some of her strength, was helped to stand up by Gu Jingyun: "Senior Sister, be careful."

Gu Jingyun gave these instructions, his handsome face still slightly red, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head and discovered her torn robes, and immediately mobilized her spiritual power to inject them into the robes.

The damaged red dress immediately regained its luster and the damaged parts were repaired.

Outside the Wushan Secret Realm, the man who was sent to pick up the sect's disciples was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was wearing a white Taixuan Sect robe with orchid patterns embroidered on the corners of his clothes and the sleeves of his belt.

The aura around him was cold, and the air nearby seemed to be stained with silver frost.

Feeling the slight fluctuation of the secret realm, the man opened his eyes and looked towards the stone tablet at the exit of the secret realm.