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

The magic weapon felt the threat of the seal and began to tremble wildly. A demonic energy that was even more intense than before spread out like ink, permeating everything around it.

The struggling look in Senior Brother Song's eyes was instantly replaced by a blood-red color. He roared, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body became violent and distorted. He turned towards Yan Yue suddenly like a puppet on strings, full of murderous intent.

"Yan Yue! Hand over the magic weapon!" His voice was hoarse and full of hostility, no longer as gentle as before.

Yan Yue's heart sank. She had expected the magic weapon to make a last-ditch effort, but she had not expected it to choose to control Senior Brother Song.

She retreated quickly, avoiding Senior Brother Song's fierce attack.

Senior Brother Song's moves were ruthless and tricky. He completely abandoned defense, and each of his attacks was filled with the madness of wanting to destroy himself and the enemy.

Yan Yue didn't dare to fight head-on and could only fight and retreat.

While dodging, she secretly practiced a special technique from her memories of her previous life - the "Breath-Concentrating Technique".

This Breath-Concealing Technique is not an offensive or defensive technique, but it can completely conceal one's own aura, as if blending into the world, making it difficult for even those with advanced cultivation to detect it.

As the Breath-Containing Technique was practiced, Yan Yue's breath gradually disappeared, like a candle in the wind, swaying unsteadily, and finally completely blending into the surrounding environment.

Senior Brother Song was originally chasing closely, but suddenly lost his target.

He suddenly stopped, his scarlet eyes looked around blankly, and he kept roaring: "Where are you? Come out!" He was like a beast that had lost its direction, waving the sword in his hand frantically, but could only hit the air.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Senior Brother Song, who are you looking for?"

Yan Yue did not draw his sword or use any magic weapon, but instead appeared behind Senior Brother Song in a flash like a ghost.

She did not launch an attack immediately, but instead whispered an ancient and mysterious heart-clearing spell.

This spell is not a technique of attack or defense, but is specifically used to purify the inner demons and calm the mind.

This was completely different from the battle scene everyone expected, and Nong Jin, who was watching the battle, was slightly stunned.

He had already prepared to take action, but he didn't expect Yan Yue to use this method.

His deep gaze was fixed on Yan Yue. He admired her wit but also felt a little worried.

He knew that Yan Yue wanted to save Senior Brother Song rather than kill him, but this was undoubtedly full of danger.

Senior Brother Song, who is controlled by the magic weapon, is extremely ferocious at this moment. If Yan Yue is not careful, he may be in danger.

Yan Yue seemed to notice Nong Jin's worry. She tilted her head slightly and gave him a firm look.

His eyes were full of confidence and determination, as if telling him: Believe me, I can handle it.

Nong Jin felt a little relieved, because he knew that Yan Yue would never do anything without certainty.

He silently withdrew the spiritual power that was about to be used and chose to believe her.

The syllables of the Heart Purification Mantra flowed like a clear spring, appearing particularly holy in the air filled with demonic energy.

This spell, with a strange power, slowly seeped into Senior Brother Song's mind, trying to dispel the evil spirit that enveloped his heart.

Senior Brother Song's originally violent movements gradually slowed down, the color on his face began to fade, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yan Yue was delighted and increased the intensity of chanting the Heart Purification Mantra.

At this moment, Senior Brother Song suddenly groaned in pain...

"no, do not want……"

Senior Brother Song groaned in pain, a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes. He looked at Yan Yue confusedly, as if he remembered something.

However, this brief lucidity only lasted for a moment. The magic weapon felt threatened and increased the intensity of its bewitching power.

Senior Brother Song's eyes were covered with blood red again. He let out a beast-like roar and pounced on Yan Yue madly again.

Yan Yue was well prepared. She calmly formed seals and a golden light shield instantly enveloped her.

Senior Brother Song's attack hit the light shield hard, making a deafening noise.

The light shield remained motionless, instead bouncing the attack back.

Senior Brother Song was caught off guard and was knocked away by his own attack. He fell heavily to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Nong Jin became worried and immediately flew over to help.

Yan Yue shook his head, signaling him not to interfere.

She took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.

A dazzling white light shot out from her hand and hit Senior Brother Song directly between his eyebrows.

This was not an attack, but an attempt to eradicate the demonic influence and sever the connection between the magic weapon and Senior Brother Song.

Senior Brother Song's body began to tremble violently, and he howled in pain, as if he was experiencing the torture of purgatory.

Demonic energy surged, forming a black vortex around Senior Brother Song, frantically resisting the purification of the white light.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Yan Yue's forehead, but her eyes were firm and she had no intention of giving up.

She continued to output spiritual power, and the white light became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the black evil energy.

At this moment, a deafening roar came from afar, and the entire ground began to shake violently.

Yan Yue's heart trembled. She knew that the sealing ceremony had reached the most critical moment...

She turned to look at Nong Jin, her eyes solemn: "Someone is coming..."