I was bought by a princess as soon as I transmigrated here.

Chapter 89 If there is an afterlife...

"boom--!"

As the golden finger descended, Zhang Lingyun disappeared from the spot without uttering a single word.

Ye Chuxue moved slowly, like a majestic Yama who controlled the Book of Life and Death in the underworld, and pointed out each name precisely like a ghost.

Each name uttered seemed to possess a soul-snatching power, "You, you, all of you, die!" That cold voice echoed in the air, like a pronouncement from hell.

As soon as she finished speaking, beams of golden light descended from the sky like lightning, and three golden fingers fell in succession with the force of thunder.

As if it were a punishment from heaven, the remaining villains dressed in the black robes of the Evil Fiend Cult were swiftly and decisively killed one by one.

Before they could even scream, they had already perished, their blood staining the ground red. The horrifying scene sent chills down one's spine.

When Ye Chuxue's blue eyes, as cold as millennia-old ice, looked indifferently at Singh, Singh felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head.

Startled, he instinctively raised his hands in surrender: "Miss, I... I really was forced into it! I didn't even lift a finger!"

As he raised his hands in surrender, his already uneasy heart trembled violently, as if it might leap out of his chest at any moment.

He was filled with doubt. What was going on with this Ye Chuxue? Why had her cultivation level suddenly increased so rapidly?

Moreover, the aura he exuded was completely different from before, as if he had become a different person.

Looking at Ye Chuxue, who was wearing gleaming armor and looked majestic, a thought suddenly flashed through Singh's mind: Could it be that she had finally awakened the legendary innate weapon?

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with both fear and a hint of indescribable anticipation.

Just then, a furious roar from the bishop suddenly echoed from afar: "The Holy Son is dead?"

The sound seemed to shatter the heavens and earth. The bishop instantly used teleportation to return to the scene, where he saw a patch of horrific charred ashes on the ground and the other dead believers.

His already ferocious face now displayed an expression of disbelief, his eyes flashing with a frenzied rage, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

He glared at everyone and roared, "You dared to kill the Holy Son! You're finished!"

A massive, black claw lunged at Song Wanning, who was lying on the ground severely injured.

At the critical moment, a white figure flashed in and stood in front of Song Wanning.

The newcomer held a long spear, and with a flash of cold light, the giant black claw was split in two.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was Ye Chuxue.

She looked at the bishop with cold eyes and said, "With me here, no one can hurt her."

Enraged by this, the bishop brandished the bone in his hand and launched an even more powerful attack.

Countless giant claws surged from within the bones, lunging towards Ye Chuxue.

Ye Chuxue skillfully wielded her spear, blocking all the giant claws.

If someone were to look closely at this moment, they would notice that when the spear collides with the giant claw, the giant claw immediately freezes into ice, and then is shattered the next moment.

At this moment, Ye Chuxue's aura began to gradually increase, and the spear in her hand moved faster and faster.

As Ye Chuxue's aura intensified, it seemed as if a bottleneck had been broken through in her body.

As the spear thrust out, it was as if some kind of shackle on Ye Chuxue's body was broken, causing the bishop to take a step back.

The bishop was furious. He raised the bone high, chanting incantations, and countless giant claws coalesced into a gigantic demonic claw.

Ye Chuxue's eyes turned cold. She gripped the spear tightly with both hands and swung it forcefully, sending a sharp spear beam hurtling towards the giant ghost claw.

The two collided and made an earth-shattering noise.

But after all, the opponent was a powerful expert at the Divine Realm, while Ye Chuxue had only temporarily advanced to the God King Realm.

As the cracks on the spear's edge became more and more obvious, it was as if a hideous fissure was slowly spreading.

Ye Chuxue's originally calm and composed expression suddenly changed as if she had been swept away by a storm.

With an almost subconscious movement, she magically transformed the imposing spear in her hand into a sturdy shield.

The shield stood firmly in her hand, like an unshakeable fortress, standing straight in front of Song Wanning, as if to build an indestructible defense for her.

The sound of the spear's blade shattering echoed in the air like a death knell.

Immediately afterwards, a sinister claw, like a black lightning bolt, struck the shield.

The shield was instantly filled with white light, which seemed to be flames erupting from the depths of hell, constantly impacting and eliminating the terrifying power contained in the ghost claw.

Although Ye Chuxue had a clear advantage in terms of martial soul attributes, the insurmountable level suppression was like a heavy mountain, always weighing on her heart.

The power of the ghost claw gradually diminished as it was blocked by the shield. However, along with this, cracks began to spread on the shield in Ye Chuxue's hand.

The cracks resembled the tongues of venomous snakes, dancing wildly across the shield's surface, as if they might devour the entire shield at any moment.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, the shield shattered completely, and Ye Chuxue couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which drew a tragic arc in the air. Then her knees buckled and she knelt on the ground.

Her once vibrant energy seemed to be instantly severed by a sharp dagger, leaving her listless and dispirited.

The ghostly claw, however, did not slow down at all due to the broken shield, and continued to rush towards Song Wanning with endless killing intent.

In the distance, Su Jingya, who was locked in a fierce battle with Bishop Li, was extremely anxious. She wanted to lend a helping hand, but unfortunately, the two were so engrossed in their fight that she couldn't spare a hand.

She could only watch helplessly as the ghostly claw, like the scythe of death, flew rapidly toward Song Wanning.

Song Wanning's eyes widened, filled with despair.

She knew that, in her current state, she had no chance of escaping this fatal blow.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant; those past memories and unfulfilled dreams appeared before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

She could almost see death approaching, and feel the cold touch gradually drawing closer to her body...

Just as the ghostly claw was about to strike Song Wanning.

"Pfft——!"

There was no pain as I had imagined; instead, some liquid dripped onto my face.

Song Wanning looked up and saw Ye Chuxue standing in front of her, while the ghostly claw pierced through her left chest, and blood dripped down the claw and landed on Song Wanning's face.

At the last moment, Ye Chuxue used her remaining strength to unleash the "Treading Snow Without a Trace" technique, arriving in front of Song Wanning and using her own body to block the attack.

"Xiaoxue!" Song Wanning screamed, her eyes filled with pain and self-blame.

Su Jingya's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She stared at Ye Chuxue and Song Wanning, her lips trembling slightly.

Everyone around was stunned. None of them expected that Ye Chuxue would step forward at the critical moment and protect Song Wanning with her own life.

"No!" Song Wanning cried out, trying to hug Ye Chuxue. But Ye Chuxue's body had become incredibly heavy, and Song Wanning couldn't lift her even with all her might.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, ruffling Ye Chuxue's hair.

"If there is an afterlife..."

Ye Chuxue slowly closed her eyes.