Quick Wear: Waiting for an Opportunity

With a serious expression, Jun Wuyou spread his feet apart and channeled his spiritual energy, quickly stirring up the surrounding air, causing it to flow rapidly, and even the wind quickened its pace.

Jun Wuyou: "Get out of the way! Don't get yourselves splattered with blood!"

Jun Wuyou: "Too cruel!"

The three of them were so focused and excited that they didn't even notice that the barrier was still protecting them.

The magical sword began to appear, its hilt held in Jun Wuyou's hand. He slowly summoned the sword blade, gradually bringing it to life before his eyes.

All the spiritual energy gathered on the sword. She slowly raised her right hand above her head, and her left hand followed suit, gripping the hilt together. She was ready.

He was about to strike and sever the red thread of destiny, separating their primordial spirits from their fused bodies. Just as his body trembled slightly, preparing to make his move, Yelü Feng stopped him and told him about his actions.

Yelü Feng: "Cousin, slow down!"

Yelü Feng: "The barrier hasn't been opened yet!"

Jun Wuyou was helpless. The arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. Slightly surprised, he hurriedly turned to look at the person beside him and spoke quickly in a reproachful tone.

Jun Wuyou: "Are you kidding me?"

Jun Wuyou: "I'm about to explode from absorbing spiritual energy!"

Jun Wuyou: "If I don't post this soon, I'll suffer internal injuries from holding it in!"

Yelü Feng: "Hehe..."

Yelü Feng gave an awkward laugh and spoke in a low voice.

Yelü Feng: "Cousin, since having too much spiritual power is like having wealth or good fortune, just store it up for now and use it later."

The little mouth just kept agape, showing no sign of moving. After a moment, Yelü Li finally went all out and with a wave of his hand, directly ripped off the protective barrier.

Jun Wuyou was very satisfied and nodded happily. He frowned slightly, looking pained, and spoke softly.

Jun Wuyou: "That's right!"

Jun Wuyou: "Let's do it this way!"

Jun Wuyou turned to look at the great demon and spoke calmly.

Jun Wuyou: "Is she ready too?"

Jun Wuyou: "Severing the red thread of destiny means you'll have no connection whatsoever. You'll be separated, you can meet again, but you'll no longer share a fate. It's possible that the weakest one will perish completely!"

Jun Wuyou: "Are you still willing?"

It's a bit too late to say that this is how things will end!

However, the great demon had become completely numb to pain, and the question of who would live or die no longer held much value or expectation for it!

She was in so much pain, she had long wanted to be free from it and wash away that pain.

A broken life, barely surviving on the lifeline of others, it must have been tough enough to keep going until now.

She nodded slowly, blinked, and accepted everything calmly.

Jun Wuyou had received a positive and satisfactory answer, and immediately continued to absorb spiritual energy, unleashing a righteous sword aura that slashed down vertically.

As the sword energy passed through, all the turbid, chaotic, and unbearable things were clearly severed, separating the chaotic world.

The interplay of black and white was clearly visible, and the murky air was also stripped away. More importantly, the great demon's primordial spirit, his entire body, became blurred and blurred in the instant the sword energy touched them. In countless moments of double images, they began to separate.

The man returned to being a man, the goddess returned to being a goddess, dust returned to dust, and ashes returned to ashes. They separated, but then reunited.

Gradually, the two people became clearly distinguishable.

Jun Wuyou: "This is what they really look like!"