Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

After passing through the formation, Yan Yue and Nong Jin felt as if they had stepped into another world. Thick darkness enveloped them, making it pitch dark. Only a few flickering, elusive green lights illuminated the surrounding jagged rocks, like the fangs of some enormous beast, emitting a sinister aura. A sickening, sweet, fishy smell permeated the air, like the scent of rotting flowers mixed with blood, assaulting their heads. A stronger sense of oppression overwhelmed them, even more suffocating than the previous formation, as if an invisible hand were strangling their throats.

Nong Jin subconsciously shielded Yan Yue behind him, glancing around cautiously. His immortal energy surged within him, ready to respond to any sudden danger. Though Yan Yue appeared delicate and frail, she possessed a remarkable inner composure. She secretly practiced the techniques she'd cultivated in her previous life, completely concealing her presence and looking like an ordinary, unremarkable peasant girl.

"Be careful." Nong Jin warned in a low voice, and the voice was particularly clear in the silent space.

Suddenly, a chilling laugh echoed from the depths of darkness, sending chills down one's spine. "Welcome to my territory, Yan Yue. Or rather, welcome to your burial place!"

As the words fell, a tall figure emerged from the darkness. He was dressed in a black robe, his face hidden by the shadow of his hood, revealing only a pair of eyes that flashed with a cold light, staring at Yan Yue like a venomous snake.

Behind him, Heifeng and a group of black-robed monks slowly emerged, surrounding Yan Yue and Nong Jin. These monks' auras were even more powerful than the enemies they had encountered before, each emitting a terrifying murderous aura. They were clearly the core members of the mysterious power.

Yan Yue calmly assessed these people, secretly assessing their strength. It seemed that this was the true leader of the mysterious force.

"Are you the mastermind behind all this?" Yan Yue asked calmly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

The mysterious leader sneered contemptuously. "Yes, it is me. Yan Yue, you never thought you'd have a chance to come back here. But this time, you won't get the chance to escape!"

He slowly raised his hand, revealing pale, slender fingers. The fingertips flashed with black light, as if containing destructive power.

"Nong Jin, it looks like we're in trouble." Yan Yue whispered, but there was no trace of fear in his tone.

Nong Jin held Yan Yue's hand tightly and gave her a reassuring look. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He felt the warmth of Yan Yue's palm, and a strong desire to protect her surged in his heart. He would never let Yan Yue get hurt again!

The mysterious leader sneered and said, "You are overestimating yourself! You two think you can fight me? Today, you will all die!"

Heifeng took a step forward with a sinister grin, a long black sword appearing in his hand, the blade gleaming with a cold light. "Yan Yue, I take your life!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with a strong murderous intent. A fierce battle was about to break out... Nong Jin took a deep breath, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. The golden light around Nong Jin surged, like a rising sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness. He ignored the clamoring black wind and locked his eyes on the mysterious leader, because he knew that the black hand hiding behind the scenes was the real threat. "Bluff!" Nong Jin snorted coldly, and quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering to himself. In an instant, the immortal energy between heaven and earth surged wildly, condensing into a huge golden sword behind him. Lightning flashed on the sword body, exuding an aura of destruction.

"Heavenly punishment!" Nong Jin roared, and the golden giant sword came down with the force of thunder towards the mysterious leader and the black-robed monk behind him.

boom!

With a resounding bang, the earth shook. A flash of golden light instantly reduced the weaker black-robed monks to ashes, leaving them unable to even utter a scream. Even Heifeng was thrown back several steps by the overwhelming force, a look of horror on his face. He hadn't expected Nong Jin's abilities to be so terrifying, wiping out so many people with a single strike.

Though prepared, the mysterious leader felt a wave of fear. He quickly channeled his inner strength, forming a black barrier before him to block the golden sword's attack. The barrier trembled violently, cracking under the weight, and was finally cleaved by the golden sword. Although he had blocked the fatal blow, the mysterious leader was still hurt. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned even paler.

"You're quite capable." The mysterious leader wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sinister glint in his eyes. "But do you think you can defeat me like this? You're too naive!"

He clasped his hands together and chanted an obscure spell. The darkness around him seemed to come alive, transforming into countless black tentacles that swept towards Nong Jin.

Nong Jin wielded his golden sword, severing the attacking black tentacles one by one. However, these tentacles seemed endless; when he cut off one, two would grow back, leaving him overwhelmed.

At the same time, Heifeng also recovered from his shock. His eyes were filled with the flames of hatred. He brandished the black long sword and attacked Yan Yue fiercely. The previous underestimation of the enemy had disappeared, replaced by endless killing intent.

"Bitch, go to hell!" Heifeng roared, his sword flashed like lightning, and every move was fatal.

Although Yan Yue appeared weak, she possessed a wealth of combat experience. Relying on the techniques she had cultivated in her past life, she nimbly dodged Black Wind's attacks while searching for opportunities to counterattack.

However, Black Wind's abilities seemed to have improved a bit earlier, his speed and strength much greater than before, making Yan Yue feel increasingly exhausted. She soon developed several wounds, her clothes stained red with blood.

Nong Jin was extremely anxious when he saw Yan Yue in danger. He wanted to rescue her, but he was entangled by the mysterious leader and could not escape.

"Your opponent is me!" The mysterious leader's attacks became more and more fierce, and the black tentacles surged like a tide, trapping Nong Jin tightly.

"Yan Yue!" Nong Jin shouted, his eyes full of worry.

Yan Yue was forced back by Heifeng's blade, stumbling back a few steps and nearly falling to the ground. She clutched her chest, blood trickling through her fingers, her face pale as a sheet. Heifeng's blade struck again, about to slash her to death... Yan Yue's eyes froze. In the nick of time, she noticed that whenever Heifeng attacked, a subtle black light would also appear on the mysterious leader's body, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker.

"Damn it!" Heifeng roared, slashing down with his long sword again. Heifeng's blade, brimming with murderous intent, reached Yan Yue's face. In the nick of time, Yan Yue dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. The blade scraped past her cheek, leaving a faint trace of blood. The smell of blood irritated Yan Yue's nerves, sharpening her consciousness. She clutched her wound, her eyes remarkably bright, gleaming with a glimmer of insight.

Just now, on the brink of life and death, she once again caught that subtle change—when Black Wind attacked, a hint of black light would flicker on the mysterious leader's body. This was no coincidence, but some kind of connection, some resonance of power!

Yan Yue's heart was beating wildly, and a bold guess emerged in her mind: Black Wind's power did not belong entirely to him, but came from the mysterious leader! There was some kind of power connection between them. The mysterious leader was the source of power, and Black Wind was just a puppet that absorbed power!

If this speculation is true, then as long as the connection between them is cut off, Heifeng's power can be weakened, and he may even lose his combat effectiveness!

Yan Yue's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Nong Jin. At that moment, Nong Jin was engaged in a fierce battle with the mysterious leader. Golden sword light and black tentacles intertwined, like two giant dragons tangling in mid-air. Nong Jin's face was filled with anxiety. Although he was entangled by the mysterious leader, his gaze remained fixed on Yan Yue, filled with both concern and encouragement.

Their eyes met, and without words, Yan Yue understood Nong Jin's trust and support from his eyes. This made her heart warm and made her more resolute in her judgment.

"I can do it!" Yan Yue said silently in his heart.

She took a deep breath, endured the pain in her body, and faced the black wind again. This time, her eyes were no longer confused, but full of confidence and determination.

She stopped dodging and began to attack proactively. Her movements seemed chaotic, but they held hidden meanings. Each attack cleverly avoided Heifeng's vital points while precisely probing his weak points.

Heifeng was caught off guard by Yan Yue's sudden counterattack. He roared angrily and danced the long sword in his hand more wildly, but he could not hurt Yan Yue at all.

Yan Yue dodged Black Wind's attacks while pondering how to exploit that weakness. The battle between the mysterious leader and Nong Jin also reached a fever pitch. Golden light and black mist intertwined, and a deafening roar resounded through the heavens and earth. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth fluctuated violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Yan Yue's eyes were fixed on the mysterious leader, her mind racing, searching for the best opportunity. She had to find a way to cut off their connection in the shortest possible time, otherwise, both she and Nong Jin would be in danger.

Suddenly, Yan Yue's gaze fixed on the mysterious leader. She noticed a black rune looming on the mysterious leader's chest, flickering with an eerie light. That rune seemed to be the key connecting him and Black Wind!

"That's it!" Yan Yue was delighted, and a plan gradually took shape in her mind.

She took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Nong Jin!" she suddenly shouted.

Nong Jin turned around when he heard the voice and looked at Yan Yue with a puzzled look.

Yan Yue didn't say anything, but pointed at the rune on the mysterious leader's chest...