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Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent-Chapter 432 - 310: Born as a Thread of Soul Between Heaven and Earth, Wandering Uncertain of Its Destination...
The crystal sword fiercely slashed towards Wu Ling’Er.
Hiss!
The terrifying sword qi rushed to her face.
She even saw the illusion of herself being split in half!
However.
From the moment she was born, the Witch Race was engulfed in war.
She grew up amidst war, having experienced countless battles, and was naturally no decoration.
Wu Ling’Er instantly recovered under the influence of the Shadow Demon Venerable.
Terrifying secret patterns gathered in her hand, being compressed, and then fiercely struck towards the Demon Venerable.
Buzz!
The power belonging to high-tier legends collided, causing that space to break apart directly.
This strike ended up evenly matched against the high-tier legend.
The sword-wielding Shadow Demon Venerable seemed extremely surprised.
However, Wu Ling’Er could withstand it.
It did not mean other Witch Race legends could withstand this burst!
When those Shadow Legends attacked in unison.
A few Witch Race High Priests had their Secret Pattern Domains broken on the spot.
The icy blade touched the flesh of these Witch Race legends.
Splatter! Splatter splatter!
At least five or six Witch Race Legendary Powerhouses were severely injured by this raid, coughing up blood and retreating.
However, these few severely injured powerhouses were still fortunate, at least they preserved their lives.
In the terrified eyes of the Witch Race powerhouses.
They saw an elderly Witch Race individual, whose Secret Pattern Domain was broken, leading to a significant reduction in defense.
Moreover, he at this moment became the target of a high-tier legend.
The high-tier legend wielded a crystal spear nearly three meters long, appearing behind the elder at the utmost speed.
"Careful!"
Everyone shouted warnings at the top of their lungs.
Yet it was already too late.
Thud!
As the sound of body penetration emerged.
The crystal spear pierced through the elder’s back, then through his chest.
"Ming Hai teacher!"
"Eighth High Priest!"
The Witch Race powerhouses looked at this scene in horror, their hearts overwhelmed with shock!
Especially Wu Ling’Er, whose eyes instantly turned extremely red.
This elder was Wu Ling’Er’s teacher.
And in the entire clan, he was a figure of considerable prestige.
"Thud!"
The Eighth High Priest, Ming Hai, suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and then stared blankly at the spear before his chest.
After a moment, he helplessly glanced at his clansmen and then focused his gaze on Wu Ling’Er, appearing fondly in his eyes.
He slowly opened his mouth, his voice barely audible.
Yet Wu Ling’Er understood what he was saying.
He was saying, "Little Ling’Er... teacher is fine, don’t worry..."
At this moment, behind Ming Hai, came the hoarse voice of a high-tier demon.
"Fine, is it? Then it seems I was too gentle?"
As he spoke, the spear thrust forward another dozen centimeters abruptly.
The Eighth High Priest Ming Hai spat out another mouthful of blood, his breath becoming increasingly weak.
This scene almost caused Wu Ling’Er to lose her rationality instantly.
"Bastard! I will kill you!"
Her waterfall-like hair flew and surged to five or six meters!
An astonishing murderous intent erupted from her body!
Just as Wu Ling’Er was about to charge forward.
That high-tier legend of the Shadow Legion suddenly shifted the direction of his crystal spear, aiming it at Wu Ling’Er.
At this moment, this legend revealed a sneering smile and said hoarsely: "Do you want to come to save him?"
"Before you can make it, I can instantly split this old man’s body in half."
Wu Ling’Er stopped instantly, glaring at this high-tier legend filled with murderous intent.
"Release him!"
However, the high-tier legend sneered: "Release him? Why should I?"
Wu Ling’Er did not respond.
At this moment, he continued to sneer: "From your conversation, this old man seems very important to you."
"Since——you want to save him so badly."
"How about you come and take his place, and I’ll release him, how about it?"
Upon hearing this, besides the High Priest who was fighting against over seventy legendary powerhouses alone.
Other Witch Race legends’ faces changed.
They did not expect that even though the Shadow Legion was already in absolute advantage.
They would still use such despicable means to threaten Wu Ling’Er.
Moreover, they knew, out of the twenty or so legendary powerhouses of the Witch Race, aside from High Priest Xiao.
Wu Ling’Er was one of their very few high-end combat powers.
If Wu Ling’Er died, then today, the Witch Race would have no chance of recovering!
Seeing that Wu Ling’Er did not answer, the high-tier Demon Venerable continued to provoke: "What’s wrong? Isn’t he your teacher?"
"Doesn’t your teacher deserve your substitution for him in your heart?"
This was a clear and clumsy provocation.
However, it was very effective. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Especially, considering Wu Ling’Er is someone who values sentiment and loyalty.
Wu Ling’Er was caught in a massive dilemma now.
She knew agreeing to the Shadow Demon Venerable’s terms was a stupid decision.
But allowing her teacher to die in front of her, Wu Ling’Er could not bear.
At this moment.
Hai Ming, who was held aloft, the Eighth High Priest of the Witch Race.
Looked at Wu Ling’Er with a loving gaze and then shook his head self-deprecatingly.
After a moment, he sighed: "Alas... old now... becoming a burden to these youngsters."
"Little Ling’Er, you are very talented and work hard."
"In the future... you might achieve demi-godhood."
"But your heart is too soft... cough cough..."
Speaking here, Hai Ming seemed to cough up several mouthfuls of blood due to his severe injuries.
"Teacher..."
Wu Ling’Er shouted, choking on her sobs.
Hai Ming nodded and continued: "Little Ling’Er, you are personally taught by me and the most talented student I have ever taught in my life."







