Chapter 1010 1010 His Sacrifice, Her Despair

The moment he pushed Mu Hanyan away, Mu Hanfeng actually forcibly blocked the terrifying storm of divine sense, and was immediately swept into the center of the storm.

At this time, Mu Hanfeng was already sweating like rain, his whole body was trembling constantly, and there were traces of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, obviously suffering from severe pain.

His strength was already a bit weaker than Mu Hanyan, and he didn't have a cultivation technique to enhance his spiritual sense like the Divine Martial Soul Refining Jue, and he was still in the center of the spiritual sense storm, so how could he bear it?

Before she could think about it, Mu Hanyan moved her feet and returned to Mu Hanfeng's side, grabbed him and rushed out.

However, just as she set off, the storm of divine sense erupted violently, and they were completely surrounded, spinning rapidly with them as the center.

Although the storm was invisible and invisible, in the middle of it, Mu Hanyan felt countless sharp swords swirling around his body, constantly invading their minds, as if to shred their souls completely.

Even with Shenwu Refining Soul Refining Jue firmly guarding the Lingtai, Mu Hanyan still felt the tearing pain in his mind.

"Big brother...you...go!" Mu Hanfeng opened his eyes and said to Mu Hanyan with difficulty.

After saying this sentence, he closed his eyes. Even if he didn't need to probe with his spiritual sense, Mu Hanyan could feel that his spiritual sense was dying out at an astonishing speed.

"No!" Mu Hanyan screamed in the sky with tears in his eyes.

"Han Yan!" Ye Lanfeng saw that the situation was wrong and flew over.

"Young Master." Uncle Yun sent Mu Sha out of the house and rushed over regardless.

However, it was too late. Even if the last black-robed old man was exhausted long ago, seeing the Patriarch's soul flying away was even more heartbroken, and he didn't have the thought or strength to stop them, and it was too late.

After all, no one would have thought that Mu Hanfeng was also in this ancestral hall, and Gui Yu Mie’s self-destructing spiritual sense would be too absurd to use the forbidden technique. How could they be prepared?

Even if they could save Mu Hanyan, they couldn't save Mu Hanfeng.

At this time, Mu Hanyan was completely plunged into endless sadness. Through her hazy tearful eyes, she looked at her younger brother whose spiritual sense was gradually disappearing in her arms. Her heart was broken.

With a long howl, Mu Hanyan turned the Divine Martial Soul Refining Art to the extreme. The meridians were shattered one by one, bloodshot, dyeing her white clothes red.

However, this is not enough, even so, it is not enough to resist the terrifying storm of divine sense, and it is not enough to leave the last chance for my brother. Mu Hanyan's heart was filled with unprecedented despair.

Hua Yue and the others looked at Mu Hanyan who was covered in blood from a distance, and their expressions were also gloomy.

Although since they came to Mu's house, Mu Hanfeng has spent most of the time practicing outside the home, and not much time staying at home. Every time he sees Mu Hanyan, he acts extremely indifferent, but as Mu Hanyan's personal bodyguard , how could they not see the brotherhood of the two.

They also know that Mu Hanfeng’s personality is the same as that of Black Rock City’s Patriarch. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Although he doesn’t say much on the surface, he has always used his own way to protect Mu Hanyan, even the most cherished one. Xiaojian was given to Mu Hanyan.

As for this younger brother, Mu Hanyan also showed the same concern, and even a peerless divine sword like the Akasaka Sword did not hesitate to give it to him.

If Mu Hanfeng encounters an accident, how much will it hit Mu Hanyan? They dare not imagine.

However, the storm of divine sense cast by Gui Yu Mie's self-destructing spirit was too terrifying. Even though they had followed Mu Hanyan's order and escaped from the ancient house, they still felt the sharp pains that came from their minds like a knife. The pain was so painful that it was difficult to condense the energy, and there was nothing to help except to be anxious.

Seeing Mu Hanyan screaming in the sky, tears streaming down his face, his heart ached like a knife.

Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's whistling became even more high-pitched, and it was full of absolute meaning.

A piece of pure white light lingered outside her body, burning like a raging fire, but it revealed an icy chill, and Mu Hanyan's eyes turned blood red.

Hua Yue and the others clearly felt that Gui Yu Mie's divine sense storm suddenly became much weaker, just like the ice under the scorching sun, gradually melting.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yuzhe exclaimed.

"God sacrifice, the son did not hesitate to burn the mind, and used the forbidden technique of God sacrifice!" Hua Yue was also shocked.

Similar to his blood sacrifice, the technique of divine sacrifice is a forbidden technique that forcibly stimulates the power of divine thoughts to the extreme at the cost of sacrificing spiritual thoughts. However, compared with the blood sacrifice, the consequences of the god sacrifice technique are more serious.

The most serious consequence of his blood sacrifice technique is that he will lose some innate profound energy, but unless he uses it without restraint, he will not be aware of too much harm before he is promoted to Sword Saint. In other words, it is impossible to step into the threshold of the Juggernaut in a lifetime, and the consequences can be ignored.

The divine sacrifice is completely different. Once the divine consciousness is damaged, not to mention that Mu Hanyan's future cultivation will be difficult, and it may even be severely damaged, and he will become a walking corpse of insanity. For a cultivator, that is simply Worse than killing him.

"No, you must stop the son!" Jiang Yuzhe also knew the terrible consequences of the divine sacrifice technique, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Our strength is not enough, and the spiritual sense is too weak to stop it. Besides, if you really stop him, he will hate you for the rest of his life." Hua Yue shook her head and said.

"However, the spirit storm of Gui Yu Mie is too strong. I'm afraid that even if the son sacrifices his life, he won't be able to save the second son." Jiang Yuzhe knew that Hua Yue was right, let's not say whether they stopped Mu Hanyan first. Even if he had the ability, he couldn't do that, otherwise, Mu Hanfeng's last vitality would be cut off, but after hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but say.

Although Gui Yu Mie's divine sense storm has become much weaker, this is only relative. In fact, both for them and for Mu Hanfeng, this divine sense storm is still terrifying and tyrannical. Even if Mu Hanyan sacrificed all his divine sense power, he might not be able to save Mu Hanfeng.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Hanyan's body shook violently, and those blood-red eyes looked so empty.

Obviously, Jiang Yuzhe was right, even if Mu Hanyan used the blood sacrifice technique regardless of the cost, there was still a big gap between her spiritual sense and the spiritual sense that Gui Yu Mie forcibly improved with magic, and she was afraid that she would risk her life. He couldn't save Mu Hanfeng.

This crow's mouth, Jiang Yuzhe can't wait to give himself a big mouth.

However, no one blamed him. He didn't even say a word about the appearance that he always liked to make fun of him, and even had that habitual indifferent smile on his face.

"Don't worry, this is not the first time that the young master has been in a desperate situation. Every time, he can survive in a desperate situation and bring us unexpected surprises. This time will be no exception." Zi Rong said.