Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

When Jun Wuxie regained consciousness, it was already the next day.

He had been in a coma for a full day.

This time, his injuries were extremely severe.

Fortunately, his origin was not damaged.

Opening his eyes, he saw Mu Xuelan and Lan Lan, their faces pale, watching over him.

Their eyes met, and Mu Xuelan's face flushed slightly as she turned her head away.

Jun Wuxie was stunned, feeling somewhat inexplicable.

For no reason, this ice-cold woman was blushing?

He hurriedly sat up to check his injuries.

The injuries to his physical body had mostly healed completely, leaving no scars.

However, there was still an extremely strong pain in his back.

Clearly, the wounds caused by the Evil Corpse King's chains had not healed.

The aura of death gathered there and would not dissipate; only by dispelling it could it be repaired.

He checked his internal organs, and they had all recovered as well.

"Sect Master Mu, how long have I been unconscious?"

He looked towards the foot of the mountain, then towards the summit.

He remembered that before he fell unconscious, the three Saint Realm cultivators and three Beast Kings had suddenly fled in terror, as if they had seen something terrifying.

"One day and one night."

Mu Xuelan said, her voice indifferent, her back still turned to him.

One day and one night?

Jun Wuxie frowned slightly.

If there truly was something terrifying lurking here, and they had stayed here for a day, spending the night, why hadn't anything happened?

He stood up, feeling a chill on his body.

Looking down, he was shocked to realize that his clothes had been torn into strips during the battle.

They could barely cover his private parts.

"Wait for me here; I'll go get the Spirit Marrow Liquid."

As he spoke, the tattered clothes on his body were shattered into dust by his power, and he took out a set of azure robes, preparing to put them on.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xuelan, upon hearing him say that he was going to retrieve the Spirit Marrow Liquid, suddenly turned around.

Instantly, she was dumbfounded, her stunning face rapidly flushed red.

"You… you are indecent!"

She bit her lip, quickly closing her eyes.

Jun Wuxie was taken aback.

He really hadn't expected Mu Xuelan to turn around so suddenly.

Hearing her words, he couldn't help but find it amusing.

He was about to put on his clothes immediately, but at this moment, he stopped and walked very naturally in front of her.

"Sect Master Mu, in the Secret Realm of Carnal Tribulation, for forty-nine days, are there still any secrets between us regarding each other's bodies? There's no need for such a strong reaction, right?"

Mu Xuelan thought he had already put on his clothes, and hearing these words, she angrily opened her eyes.

Instantly, her beautiful eyes, filled with killing intent, were replaced by shock and stagnation.

Right before her eyes, less than half a foot away!

This man wasn't wearing any clothes!!

What made her even more ashamed and indignant was that she was sitting on the ground, while this man was standing.

"Ah!!"

She reacted, letting out a scream.

A cold light flashed in her hand, and a treasured sword radiating an icy blue light appeared, slashing towards the place that made her ashamed and indignant, the place that had made her live and die for forty-nine days.

"What the f*ck!"

Jun Wuxie retreated several meters in shock, instantly putting on his clothes.

"Mu Xuelan, aren't you being too ruthless?"

His back felt cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Even if it was cut off, with his powerful physical body, he could regrow it when he entered the Saint Realm.

But for a man, this kind of thing was absolutely unacceptable.

Especially since the one who attacked was the woman he had slept with before.

"You little lecher, you deserve it! If you do that again, I'll castrate you!"

Mu Xuelan gritted her teeth, her ashamed and indignant eyes flashing with cold light.

"You're too cruel."

Jun Wuxie shook his head and said, "You better not change your mind. If one day you do change your mind and are willing to be my woman, I'll remember this grudge, and I'll definitely train you well."

"Jun Wuxie, you little lecher, why don't you just die!"

Mu Xuelan was so angry that she threw the sword in her hand at him with a whoosh.

The sword flashed with an icy blue light, flying straight towards his legs.

Jun Wuxie extended two fingers to clamp the sword, putting away his teasing smile.

Walking in front of her, he placed the sword beside her and said, "Alright, stop making a fuss. Wait for me to come back here."

Mu Xuelan's chest tightened with anger.

Who was making a fuss?

Did this guy really want to make her angry to death?

Jun Wuxie didn't care about her reaction and turned to walk towards the summit.

As soon as he took a step, a snow-white, crystalline hand tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"What's wrong?"

He turned around, looking at Mu Xuelan in surprise.

She said coldly, "You need to heal your injuries now, not retrieve the Spirit Marrow Liquid. It's not too late to retrieve it after you've healed!"

"How can that be?"

Jun Wuxie grabbed her hand, pulling his clothes from her grasp little by little, and said, "Although those Saint Realm cultivators and Beast Kings have left, it's hard to guarantee they won't come back."

"You don't know how many Saint Realm cultivators came from the various factions. Although some of them have mostly been buried in the Three Calamities and Seven Tribulations Secret Realm, there are definitely more than just those few alive. Once they meet and gather their forces, they are very likely to return here."

"If you don't want to heal your injuries, then take the Soul Protecting Talisman."

"Are you kidding me? Your soul is so weak right now. Without the Soul Protecting Talisman, do you know that you'll die on this mountain?"

"Then you can send me down the mountain."

"What if those people return while I'm retrieving the Spirit Marrow Liquid? Wouldn't you fall into their hands? If they use you to force me, we'll both be finished…"

Speaking of this, he sized up Mu Xuelan with a strange look and asked, "Are you reluctant to let me suffer the pain of soul tearing?"

"Don't flatter yourself!"

Mu Xuelan glanced at him coldly, turned her back to him, and said indifferently, "I wish you would die on the summit!"

"Sect Master Mu, I only protected you twice. Don't be moved by it, hahaha!"

Jun Wuxie laughed and strode towards the summit.

Mu Xuelan bit her teeth tightly, wanting to stomp her feet in anger, but as soon as she lifted her foot, she froze.

"How could I unconsciously make such a girlish gesture?"

She was stunned by her reaction, slowly lowering her foot, and for a moment, she was lost in thought.

Having not heard Jun Wuxie's voice for a long time, she couldn't help but turn around, only to see that Jun Wuxie had already walked very far.

He had now reached the highest point he had climbed yesterday.

Reaching here, his body swayed slightly, covered in sweat.

The Soul Refining Power was like thousands of knives cutting his soul, the pain piercing his heart.

The summit was only a few hundred meters away.

But with each step, the pain would deepen.

Five hundred meters.

Four hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

…

The distance was getting closer and closer, his pace was getting more and more difficult, and with each step, his body convulsed and twitched.

His whole head felt like it was about to split open.

Due to being turned away, Mu Xuelan couldn't see how terrifying he looked at this moment.

His features were severely distorted, his face ferocious, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out.

When the distance to the summit was only two hundred meters.

He was already unable to stand upright due to the unbearable pain, and his whole body was hunched over.

But he still gritted his teeth, climbing upwards step by step.

Shortening the distance meter by meter.

When there was only one hundred meters left, he was completely unable to stand.

The great pain caused his features to almost twist together.

He lay on the ground, his soul not only suffering the pain of thousands of knives cutting, but also the pain of being burned by flames.

These two kinds of severe pain intertwined together, making him unable to restrain his painful roars.

One hand tightly gripped his scalp, and the other hand's fingers were deeply embedded in the bluestone steps, crawling upwards little by little.

His head was in so much pain that blood seeped out of every pore.

Blood was flowing out of his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.

"Little lecher, come back quickly!"

Mu Xuelan's voice trembled.

She knew best how terrifying the pain of soul tearing was.

At that time, when she was about five hundred meters away from the summit, that feeling made her feel incomparably terrified.

Jun Wuxie, without the Soul Protecting Talisman, was now only about one hundred meters away from the summit.

The Soul Refining Pain was unknown how many times more terrible than when she was five hundred meters away from the summit.

Facing so many Beast Kings and Saint Realm cultivators in a gauntlet battle, he fought until his body was almost disintegrated, without ever humming or falling down.

But now, he was in so much pain that he couldn't stand!

…

However, Jun Wuxie ignored her, still crawling towards the summit.

As the distance shortened step by step.

The blood vessels in his body burst due to the extreme pain, and blood sprayed out of every pore, leaving a trail of blood all the way he crawled.

"Close, hold on, it's almost there…"

Jun Wuxie gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of soul tearing and burning with a tenacity and will that others could not imagine, crawling forward with incomparable difficulty.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

…

The closer he got to the stone trough containing the Spirit Marrow Liquid, the more terrifying the Soul Refining Power became.

Large patches of blood mist burst out of the pores on his body, a tragic sight.

The internal organs were beginning to fail due to the extreme pain that exceeded the limits of living beings.