The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

The distant kingdom of the Arabs had mastered the art of manufacturing gunpowder, a miraculous substance. Coupled with the abundant production of kerosene (what we commonly call petroleum), this powerful force was even more powerful. The powerful prince of the Arabs, acting as the head of state, had devised a brilliant plan with his extraordinary wisdom and courage.

The prince knew that Yu Shanshan was bent on revenge, that her heart was blinded by hatred, and that she was impulsive and irritable. So, the prince carefully designed a perfect trap, waiting for Yu Shanshan to fall into it.

As expected by the eldest prince, the attack on the capital of the Arab Empire was within sight. Seeing victory in sight, Yu Shanshan brandished her greatsword and charged forward recklessly. Her nimble figure, like a flash of lightning, weaved through the enemy ranks, unaware that she was stepping towards a hidden trap.

As Yu Shanshan fell deeper and deeper into depravity, the eldest prince's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile. Because he knew that this battle of revenge would soon end with Yu Shanshan's defeat...

The eldest prince watched Yu Shanshan lead her army charging like wild beasts, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. He waved his hand gently, signaling Yu Shanshan, who was at the forefront, to rush into the huge pit he had set.

Soon, Yu Shanshan reached the designated pit and fell in with her horse. It was a thousand-meter-deep oil well, so even a Celestial Realm expert like Yu Shanshan hadn't anticipated it. Furthermore, her foot was stuck in the stirrup, preventing her from escaping quickly. The kerosene quickly ignited, spreading rapidly, creating a sea of ​​fire. Yu Shanshan was immediately engulfed in the flames. She tried to escape the terrifying flames, but the kerosene burned so quickly that it engulfed her in an instant.

Yu Shanshan was startled by the sight, but she didn't flinch. She gritted her teeth and prepared to leap out of the pit. The eldest prince sneered and waved his arm again. This time, he ordered his soldiers to ignite the explosives. With a loud bang, the detonation created a massive shockwave that toppled everything around.

Under the impact of the explosion, Yu Shanshan's body was thrown into the air like a kite with a broken string. Her leather bra and pants were instantly torn apart, and the shattered leather flew through the air, as if it was her last struggle. She was blown naked, her leather armor completely destroyed by the blast, and her hair was singed by the heat wave, becoming frizzy and messy.

As she tumbled heavily into the bottomless pit, her body collided with the rocks at the bottom with a dull thud. Her bones seemed to shatter at that moment, and blood gushed out of her mouth and nose, mixing with the blood on her body, creating a horrifying scene. Her entire body was now charred, her entire back a pitch-black mass. Her once-white back was now pitch black, like charcoal. Yu Shanshan kept spitting blood, and blood gushed out wildly. She had never imagined that things like explosives and oil could cause her harm. Furthermore, she had just entered the Heavenly Realm and had not yet stabilized her realm. Otherwise, masters at the Great Perfection level or above would have the power to destroy the world, but she, who had just entered the Heavenly Realm, had encountered the most frustrating situation.

Her eyes, once filled with determination and unyielding spirit, were replaced by despair and resignation. With her last remaining strength, she raised her hand, reaching for the distant sky, as if grasping for a last glimmer of hope. However, her arm drooped limply, unable to move. She tried to summon her own bloodline's power, but for some unknown reason, perhaps the explosion had interrupted something, the reactivation of her bloodline failed. Yu Shanshan could only spurt blood, teetering on the brink of despair. Her lips moved, trying to summon a spell, but alas, no response came. She uttered a final, weak cry: "Ancestor, save me!" It turned out that the last time she activated her bloodline, her primordial ancestor, the spirit race, had left her with a trace of consciousness and a spell. However, she silently recited the spell, but there was no response. Finally, she called out to the ancestor for help. Sadly, there was no response this time. She tried to speak again, but the gushing blood covered her, and she could no longer utter a word.

As time passed, Yu Shanshan's life force gradually faded. Her skin turned as pale as paper, and her once rosy lips lost their color. Her body grew cold, as if she had completely disconnected from the world.

The eldest prince stood at the edge of the pit, looking at Yu Shanshan's body with indifference. There was no mercy in his heart, only the satisfaction of his own victory. He knew that Yu Shanshan's death would bring him endless glory and benefits, and all of this was the result of his careful planning.

In Yu Shanshan's death, we see the fragility of life and the capriciousness of fate. She was once a formidable warrior, but in this brutal battle, she ultimately could not escape death. Her passing is a source of regret and sorrow, and it also brings home the cruelty and ruthlessness of war.