The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 511: Counterattack! The Guard Team Strikes!

Although Nanli could temporarily use the power of the Spirit Pearl, she still felt unbearable pain in her soul!

"Guard team, strike!" Nanli suddenly shouted.

Before the blue-robed man could comprehend what was happening, he saw a swarm of Evil Bees emerging from Nanli’s waist pouch, charging directly at him.

Ordinary poisonous bees couldn’t harm him, but these were devils! Their poison was something even cultivators had to avoid!

A dense swarm of Evil Bees blackened the air, attacking his face, neck, and hands. The pain was excruciating.

He stepped back, waving his sleeves in an attempt to drive away the Evil Bees.

Nanli, mustering all her strength, got up and snatched the Soul-Breaking Awl from his hands, knocking him to the ground.

The area where the blue-robed man was exposed was already red and swollen, unrecognizable from its original appearance after only a short while. He was in so much pain that he was unable to resist.

"Master! Save me!" In desperation, he could only shout for help.

The gray-robed immortal did not expect Nanli to counterattack, and even more did not expect his useless apprentice to be so ineffective!

The poison of the Evil Bees was not fatal to cultivators, but it caused considerable suffering.

However, with a stab from the Soul-Breaking Awl, his apprentice would have no chance to return.

He immediately unleashed a surge of spiritual power.

But Nanli knew that talking too much would lead to a counterattack. Her movements were extremely swift; she formed a hand seal and pulled the blue-robed man’s soul out of his body!

The soul cried out in terror: "Master--"

"The last person who called for her father’s help also ended up with their soul scattered!"

As Nanli said this, she raised the Soul-Breaking Awl and thrust it down with force!

The excruciating pain of the soul being torn apart made the blue-robed man’s soul scream incessantly.

Even though cultivators’ souls were stronger than ordinary people’s, they could not withstand such a formidable magic weapon.

And it was held in Nanli’s hands!

She had spiritual eyes that knew exactly where to strike to most effectively tear apart the blue-robed man’s soul, causing immense pain.

But the gray-robed immortal’s spiritual power was coming, and Nanli could not avoid it.

However, the Evil Bee Guardians were not just poison stingers; they immediately gathered in front of Nanli, flapping their wings more forcefully to block the attack.

They managed to shield her from the spiritual power.

It was their honor to protect their master with their small bodies.

Boom!

Although their wings blocked much of the attack, the Evil Bee at the forefront was instantly "reduced to ashes," leaving only a few remnants.

The rest were either dead or injured, falling to the ground.

Despite this, they continued flapping their wings, trying to rise and keep protecting Nanli.

Nanli felt a pang of sadness, her eyes reddening.

She wished she could tear apart the person before her!

But the reality was--

"My useless apprentice may be inept, but even in dealing with a dog, one must consider the owner. You are simply seeking death!"

The gray-robed immortal was furious, moving his fingers to snatch the Soul-Breaking Awl back from her.

He used his own spiritual power to drive the magic weapon, causing the Soul-Breaking Awl to split into several ice needles in the blink of an eye.

With a flick of his fingers, the ice needles shot towards Nanli!

Nanli tried to dodge, but her internal organs ached, and she couldn’t help but vomit blood.

She tore off the Spirit Pearl from her neck.

The only option now was to use the Spirit Pearl as a shield.

But doing so might shatter the Spirit Pearl beyond repair.

Never mind, her soul was about to be shattered; she couldn’t care less about the Spirit Pearl.

As she held the Spirit Pearl, just as she was about to throw it, a black figure suddenly appeared before her, enveloping her in an embrace, protecting most of her body.

The figure’s other hand also released spiritual power to counter the shattering Soul-Breaking Awl.

Nanli was stunned.

His embrace was warm and carried a faint woody scent.

Looking up slowly, she saw a face of exquisite beauty, his jaw clenched.

It was Ye Siheng!

Her husband!

How did his aura dissipate so quickly, and his soul return to his body?

"Prince..."

"Don’t worry, I’m here." Ye Siheng uttered four words calmly.

Yet those words felt like a warm current flowing into Nanli’s heart.

Even Zhi Mi and the others were shocked and excited, calling out for the prince.

Nanli asked, "Prince, how do you have spiritual power?"

Ye Siheng turned to look at her, his heart aching as if in agony.

He had fallen into darkness, but suddenly, intense pain had awakened him.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw a gray-robed figure about to harm A’Li!

How could he tolerate that!

Almost instinctively, he had controlled the ice needles.

He then astonishingly discovered that there was a Golden Core in his Dantian!

What was going on?

Yao Sheng failed to possess him and instead gave him a Golden Core?

Regardless of the reason, he could now mobilize the Golden Core and use spiritual power. The cultivation books he had read earlier were now proving useful!

"I don’t know either." Ye Siheng’s left hand rested on her shoulder, his own spiritual power circulating through her body.

He was suddenly alarmed.

A’Li’s Dantian had been shattered!

"Did you do this?" He stared sharply at the gray-robed immortal.

"Immortal..." The gray-robed immortal started to speak but immediately stopped.

Because Ye Siheng’s celestial consciousness was still mostly sealed, while a small part was awakened.

With the master’s celestial consciousness awakened, the deeply buried Golden Core naturally responded to the master’s control, but with Ye Siheng’s current strength, he couldn’t fully utilize the powerful Golden Core.

Since the celestial consciousness was not fully awakened, Ye Siheng surely lacked the memories of Celestial Sovereign.

Seeing the gray-robed immortal not answer, Ye Siheng was too impatient to ask further.

With a fierce look in his eyes and a flick of his wrist, he broke all the Soul-Breaking Awl!

A residual spiritual power burst through the ice needles and struck the gray-robed immortal’s vital point.

Although Ye Siheng’s power was mostly sealed, the power he emitted in his fury was not to be underestimated.

The gray-robed immortal dared not face it directly and instantaneously teleported to the side.

That powerful spiritual energy struck the wall, creating a large hole, causing the surrounding area to collapse with a loud rumble, raising countless dust.

The entire courtyard was enveloped in a haze.

However, before the gray-robed immortal could catch his breath, a dark figure emerged from the dust.

It was Ye Siheng!

He wielded the Dark Moon Sword, and with the enhancement of spiritual power, his swordplay was sharp and formidable.

And filled with killing intent!

After dodging a few strikes, the gray-robed immortal found it increasingly difficult.

Ye Siheng seized an opportunity, controlling the Dark Moon Sword with his spiritual power.

He said, "The Ninth Prince, you have celestial fate. Why not return to the Immortal World with me to cultivate and attain immortality!"

"I only wish to walk hand in hand with A’Li, sharing life and death!" Ye Siheng said, "You Immortal World people are despicable and disgusting!"

Hearing these words, the gray-robed immortal was almost driven to spit blood.

It seemed, if Celestial Sovereign remained in the Human World, he might truly be consumed by these love and emotions.

He immediately formed a seal and used a fixation spell, pointing his fingers at Ye Siheng’s forehead.

Silver light flowed in, and Ye Siheng instantly felt a splitting headache, his mind momentarily blank.

Nanli recognized the seal.

It was a memory-clearing spell!