FRGNM -Chapter 330 Baili Wushuang Reappears

“What?”

The three purple bamboo stalks leaning nearby hadn’t even reacted yet. In that instant, a world-shaking force suddenly erupted, as if trying to shake the heavens and the earth.

The entire cave trembled violently. The three purple bamboo stalks turned pale; it was already too late to escape. The force struck them, slamming them against the cold rock, as if something had snapped. Their eyes narrowed instinctively.

Crack…

A faint snapping sound rang out. The three figures ahead vanished entirely. The purple bamboo needles returned to their original form—but under that immense force, they had broken in two, falling onto the icy ground.

Once the purple bamboo needles were destroyed, even reforging couldn’t restore them!

Yuwen Zhiyuan instinctively clenched his fists, speaking coldly: “That’s the lethal energy meant to counter the purple bamboo needles. I didn’t expect the Nine-Yin Ghost Energy to be so powerful. She actually infused the lethal energy into Ling Feng’s body beforehand. When the purple bamboo approached, the death energy clashed with the life force, resulting in this… so cruel.”

“Anyway, whether alive or dead, they’ll end up in my stomach. It’s all the same. Am I right?” Baili Wushuang arched her brows and laughed loudly.

Almost instantly, icy coldness spread like shards of ice, piercing her heart. Her mind felt as if it had been severed, pain making it hard to breathe.

Her long eyelashes trembled. The figure leaning on Silver Wolf’s back slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fell forward. She inhaled sharply—the ice cave ahead was a complete disaster. Trees lay toppled everywhere, the surrounding ground torn apart, and there was not a single living creature in sight.

The sight of blood covering the ground sent shivers down the spine. Corpses lay scattered as if recently slain. The heavy stench of blood permeated the mountaintop, nearly making one gag.

“What is this…” A hoarse voice echoed across the empty mountain top. Ling Ruoxi instinctively clutched Silver Wolf’s shoulder and weakly looked ahead. The figures standing before the cave bore expressions of endless pain.

In that instant, it was as if everything from her dreams had manifested. Ling Ruoxi shivered and leapt down from Silver Wolf’s back. The white figure swiftly stepped forward and was already outside the cave.

“Ugh!”

The moment she appeared, space itself rippled. A cold hand pressed against her neck, gripping it tightly. She stumbled, nearly falling, but seeing the person there unharmed, with her head intact, she finally exhaled.

“Ruoxi!” Luo Mingyu’s aura trembled. His eyes narrowed. He hadn’t expected her to choose instant teleportation to arrive here at this time.

The grip in his hand tightened slightly. Baili Wushuang’s lips curled upward in a chuckle: “So, this girl is worth your love? Just a wretched woman, a wretched child she bore… and you like her?”

“Heh. People always speak as they are.” Ling Ruoxi smiled faintly, locking her gaze on the person before her. She calmly grabbed Baili Wushuang’s arm. “You think I can’t hurt you?”

“Oh? What can you do to hurt me? You’re barely alive… I—ah!”

Sudden intense pain shot up Baili Wushuang’s arm. Her face changed drastically as she released her right hand and recoiled. Marks on her arm began to corrode. What was this? It pierced through her fighting energy and seeped directly into her skin!

Something so familiar… Baili Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. Could it be…

“That’s right. It’s the poison you gave your Blood Guards, capable of bypassing fighting energy and entering a fighter’s body. Sorry, my body is immune to all poisons. I just collected a little of it for fun. Sorry it didn’t kill me as you planned.”

Clutching her neck, Ling Ruoxi drew a deep breath and leaned against Luo Mingyu. Her goal was simple—but where was her mother? Why…

Baili Wushuang’s lips curled. She quickly brushed her arm, and the marks instantly vanished. Standing tall, she fixed a cold, sinister gaze on Ling Ruoxi. “Want to know where your mother is? I can tell you. Soon, you and your father will meet her!”

In the imperial bedroom, the person sitting cross-legged had already calmed his mind. After so much sentiment, clarity filled him. He swayed slightly, as if he no longer belonged to himself.

Outside, figures blocked the room. The dense killing intent made her frown. She passed over them, only to see the imperial city bathed in blood. On the mountaintop, the cross-legged figure bled from his neck.

“Brother Feng!” Baili Yan’s eyes darkened. In that instant, the incoming cold light snapped her awake. She slammed her hands onto the bed, launching herself forward like an arrow.

A dagger stabbed into a Blood Guard’s abdomen. Rolling over, she caught a cold spear in her hand. Purple fighting energy flared violently in her eyes.

“Dare to harm Brother Feng? Be prepared to die!”

The moment the final note fell, a black figure shot forward. A massive presence stood behind Baili Yan, grabbing everyone nearby with immense strength.

Screams echoed across the imperial city. The indifferent figure lifted the spear like a demon, advancing step by step.

Ling Ruoxi instinctively clenched her fists, eyes flashing.

Baili Wushuang seemed to remember something. She snapped her fingers and laughed. “By the way, your two adorable children are waiting for you. Remember when you killed my daughter? Did you think this day would come?”

“You! Yi Zhui, Yi Meng!” Goosebumps rose across Ling Ruoxi’s body. She scanned the crowd—no, Yi Zhui and Yi Meng weren’t here!

A light breeze rose, the moonlight grew colder.

Clutching her blanket, Yi Meng looked at Yi Zhui on the bed. “Brother Yi Zhui, I feel like we’re outsiders. No one acknowledges us—even Uncle Nangong barely noticed. Otherwise, why would he watch us being bullied?”

“Yi Meng.” Slowly opening his eyes, Yi Zhui looked at his sister. Wisdom gleamed in his gaze. “Always expecting protection won’t help us grow. Mom and Dad are so powerful. As their children, we must fight for them, not be underestimated! I’d rather roam outside than be coddled like chicks here.”

“But…” Yi Meng frowned. A faint sound reached her, making her tremble. Her long fingers brushed a dagger. The moment cold light flashed, she leapt.

Two figures in the room moved like lightning. The dagger spun, and a long sword appeared in hand, recalling their old training sessions. Fierce killing intent erupted.

Black shadows quickly surrounded them.

Experts!

Yi Zhui’s heart jolted. Who were these people? Had they offended Yuan Mengmeng and drawn such killers? But with her strength, she couldn’t have called such powerful assassins.

“Who… are you?” Yi Zhui’s mind raced, suppressing his thoughts. No matter what, they had to escape.

The scroll in his hand displayed two children—these two before them. The standing figures ignored them. The dagger descended, purple fighting energy bursting like lightning, striking forward.

“Yi Meng, watch out!”

“Brother Yi Zhui, watch out!”

Both voices rang out. The two figures split apart, dodging like lightning. Their sword twirled, fierce techniques bursting forth. Dark teal fighting energy flashed!

Boom!

The entire room exploded. The two figures moved swiftly, standing in the courtyard. Two black shadows had already arrived, blocking their path.

“Leave your heads behind!” A deep, terrifying voice echoed in the night.

Purple fighting energy surged like a lion, crashing toward the children. The gap in levels was evident. In a strong’s world, the weak could only take hits.

This strike—no chance of survival.

Stillness.

The fierce aura locked the two in place, as if invisible hands held their feet. Eyes fixed on the incoming energy, Yi Zhui and Yi Meng stared in horror.

Boom!

The spear shot forward. Cold killing intent filled the air. A black arm seized the two figures. Crackling sounds of bones breaking resembled frying beans.

“Grandma!” Yi Zhui and Yi Meng exhaled, rushing forward.

The black figure behind casually lifted the two, opening its mouth to swallow both Blood Guards.

Baili Yan stood, bloodlight gleaming in her eyes, cradling the two grandchildren. She affectionately stroked their heads. “It’s okay now. Be good, don’t be afraid.”