Sludge suction system

After absorbing the powerful energy of the white bird totem fragments, Bai Pingping's appearance underwent a stunning transformation. Her eyes gleamed with a chilling blue light, seemingly containing boundless mysterious power. Her once smooth, long hair now flew wildly, each strand like a nimble snake, radiating a silvery sheen as it danced behind her head. A faint black mist surrounded her body, within which blue arcs of electricity flickered and crackled, emitting a chilling aura, like karmic fire from hell.

At this moment, Bai Pingping exuded a powerful and icy aura, like a vengeful goddess descending to earth. Her gaze locked onto Wang Jing, and without hesitation, she unleashed the Mysterious Heaven Divine Skill. Her hands moved swiftly, her ten fingers flipping and interlacing like nimble phantoms, forming a complex and mysterious hand seal before her. This hand seal was extremely intricate; every subtle change triggered violent fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual energy, as if it were conversing and communicating with some mysterious force in the world. As the hand seal was completed, the surrounding air seemed to be instantly sucked away, forming a vacuum. The immense pressure spread in all directions, causing the sand and stones on the ground to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she began to chant incantations, her voice low and hoarse, yet carrying an undeniable authority. Each syllable seemed to be a death sentence for Wang Jing, echoing throughout the space. These syllables were not ordinary language, but ancient and mysterious incantations, containing the essence and secrets of the Xuan Tian Divine Skill, capable of mobilizing the most primal and powerful forces in the world for its own use.

Suddenly, she shouted and thrust her hands forward, unleashing an invisible yet incredibly powerful force from her palms. This force, like a black torrent, surged and roared, distorting space in its path and emitting a buzzing sound. Enveloped by this force, countless ghostly needles erupted from her palms like a tidal wave, shooting towards Wang Jing.

These ghostly needles were thicker than before, their bodies shimmering with a ghostly blue light, as if forged from cold iron from the depths of hell, radiating a chilling aura. They flew at incredible speeds, almost exceeding the limits of what the naked eye could perceive, leaving streaks of blue light in the air, like a swarm of ghosts from hell, carrying the aura of death, surging overwhelmingly towards Wang Jing.

Moreover, each of the Ghost Needles contains the destructive power of the Mysterious Heaven Divine Art. Once struck by a needle, not only will it cause massive physical trauma, but its accompanying mysterious power will also rapidly invade the enemy's meridians, like thousands of ants gnawing at them, frantically destroying the enemy's spiritual energy circulation and bodily functions. This power is not merely physical damage, but a terrifying force capable of eroding the soul and destroying life, causing the enemy to gradually walk towards the abyss of death in agony, unable to escape or resist.

Wang Jing sensed this deadly threat, and his face instantly turned deathly pale. He desperately mobilized the spiritual energy within his body, trying to resist the surging attack. A black spiritual energy shield quickly formed around his body, the shield flashing with eerie runes and radiating an evil aura—his last line of defense.

However, the power of the Ghost Needles was beyond imagination. They easily pierced through Wang Jing's spiritual energy shield, as if the shield were merely a thin sheet of paper. The needles, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, mercilessly pierced into Wang Jing's body. With each needle's penetration, a wisp of black smoke emerged from Wang Jing's wounds; it was the evil power of the Ghost Needles corroding his body and devouring his life force.

Wang Jing let out a painful scream as his body was riddled with needles, like a sieve. His eyes were filled with fear and despair; the arrogance and pride he once held in his gaze towards Bai Pingping were gone, replaced only by a deep fear of death. His legs gave way, and he slowly knelt on the ground, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his life force rapidly draining from his body.

As Wang Jing's body crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, a deathly silence fell. Bai Pingping stood silently, her eyes coldly fixed on the corpse of her once invincible enemy, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her. The flames of revenge had been extinguished in that instant, replaced by an indescribable emptiness and weariness, as if her soul had been ripped from her body with the end of this vengeance.

Gong Nandou and Mu Yangzi stood by, witnessing everything, their faces showing relief and a sense of liberation. They were happy that Bai Pingping had finally killed her enemy, and also relieved that this long and arduous struggle had come to an end. However, before they could say anything to Bai Pingping, a strange ripple appeared in the air, and a portal radiating a mysterious light slowly emerged.

This gate, resembling a vast and profound vortex, stands between heaven and earth. Within it shimmers a kaleidoscope of colors, like a flowing galaxy, constantly shifting in shape and hue, radiating an irresistible and powerful attraction. Ancient and mysterious runes are inlaid along the gate's edges, shimmering with a golden glow, seemingly telling legendary tales that transcend time and space, or perhaps summoning Bai Pingping to her arrival in a mystical language.

Bai Pingping subconsciously took a step back, her eyes widening slightly, a complex expression flickering within them—a mixture of fear of the unknown and a faint reluctance to leave this familiar world. Just then, a clear and ethereal voice echoed in her mind: "Congratulations, host, you have completed the revenge mission in this world and are about to begin the next." The voice, seemingly emanating from the distant heavens, was crisp and melodious yet carried an undeniable authority, reverberating continuously in her mind.

Upon hearing this voice, Gong Nandou and Mu Yangzi were both astonished. They exchanged a glance, both seeing doubt and worry in each other's eyes. They wanted to approach Bai Pingping, but were blocked by the powerful force surging from the portal, and could only watch helplessly as Bai Pingping was at the center of the vortex.

This time, Bai Pingping didn't struggle in a panic like before. She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and tried to calm her wildly beating heart. A moment later, when she opened her eyes again, the confusion and fear had vanished, replaced by a firmness and resolve. She knew this was fate's arrangement. Now that she had completed her mission in this world, whatever awaited her in the next, she had to face it bravely.

So, when that powerful suction force surged out from the portal and gripped her body tightly, Bai Pingping made no further futile resistance. She simply stood there quietly, letting her body be slowly dragged towards that mysterious door. The surrounding scenery began to blur, as if everything was being swept into a huge chaotic vortex, but Bai Pingping's eyes remained steadfastly fixed ahead, as if she had already seen her path forward in that unknown darkness.

Gong Nandou couldn't help but shout, "Pingping!" Mu Yangzi also called out anxiously from the side, "What on earth is going on?" However, their shouts were swallowed up by the light of the Gate of Time and Space, and Bai Pingping's figure gradually disappeared into that dazzling and mysterious light.

Finally, Bai Pingping's figure was completely sucked into the portal. As she disappeared, the portal slowly closed, the light gradually dimmed, until it vanished completely, leaving only an empty space. A gentle breeze swept by, scattering the dust, as if nothing dramatic had ever happened. Bai Pingping, however, embarked on her journey to the next world, where a new destiny and unknown challenges awaited her. Her story in this world came to an end, but in another unfamiliar space-time, a new chapter quietly began. Gong Nandou and Mu Yangzi stood gazing at the spot where Bai Pingping had disappeared, their hearts filled with concern and worry for her future.