Chapter 849: The Terrifying Woman

The monotonous flight continued for decades, but thankfully, with Tianyin by his side, it wasn’t so boring. During this time, he acquired over twenty material-grade Chaos treasures, averaging about one every two years.
Flying a million li with each breath, how many hundred million li could be covered in a day? And in a year? It was an astronomical figure, beyond calculation.
The fact that a material-grade treasure only appeared every two years showed just how difficult it was for a treasure to emerge from the Chaos.
Su Che understood this was because he had just emerged and was full of curiosity, treating anything he encountered as a treasure to collect. But as time passed, he would inevitably grow indifferent, and eventually, he wouldn’t even bother picking up such things.
Just like that merchant god, Mold, who had traveled through the Chaos for countless years and didn’t even bother collecting a treasure like the Demon-Slaying Spear.
One day, Su Che and his companion finally encountered a Chaos spiritual treasure. This thing was extremely wild and fierce. As they passed through its territory, it attacked them before they could even try to claim it.
It was a naturally formed sword. Barely considered a sword at all—its shape was extremely simple; it was hard to distinguish between the blade and the hilt. It was more appropriate to describe it as a sharp, pointed iron bar.
Su Che, using his divine sense from hundreds of thousands of miles away, had already noticed this sword drifting slowly in the Chaos. So, along with Tianyin, he slowed down their flight and deliberately headed toward it.
When they got about fifty thousand li away, the sword detected them, showing that its alertness was greater than that of the Demon-Slaying Spear before.
Whoosh!
The green-gray iron bar pierced through the thick mist, instantly covering fifty thousand li to launch a preemptive attack. In its eyes, Su Che and his companion were intruders who had invaded its territory.
“Its flying speed isn’t as fast as the Demon-Slaying Spear, but its momentum seems even more fierce…”
Su Che remained calm. Collecting such a spiritual treasure shouldn’t be too difficult.
With a wave of his hand, he sent the Demon-Slaying Spear flying.
Buzz…
The Demon-Slaying Spear trembled slightly, expressing its excitement. Clearly, it was also a combative creature, full of confidence in defeating that iron bar.
At an extremely fast speed, in a fraction of a second, the spear and the sword collided violently, tip-to-tip.
Bang!

A soft sound came faintly from the thick mist ahead. Since Tianyin’s detection range didn’t exceed 10,000 miles, it couldn’t see the outcome of this clash. Curious, it asked Su Che, “How did it go?”
“No problem,” Su Che replied with a slight smile.
The Demon-Slaying Spear had been strengthened once and belonged to the highest-grade, most powerful category among the Chaos Spiritual Treasures. As long as it didn’t encounter a supreme Chaos Treasure, it was unlikely to suffer a loss.
Su Che saw clearly as the spear and sword collided—the Demon-Slaying Spear held a clear advantage, shattering the iron rod and immediately pursuing it, launching a second attack with lightning speed.
After all, that iron rod was a Spiritual Treasure with an instinct for survival. It immediately realized it was no match for the Demon-Slaying Spear, dared not confront it head-on, and showed signs of trying to evade. With quick movements, it darted around chaotically. Though its speed wasn’t as fast as that of the spear, it was extremely agile.
Su Che said to Tianyin with a smile, “This guy is quite agile. It would make a great weapon for you.”
In the chaos, Tianyin’s detection range was extremely limited. It still hadn’t seen what Su Che meant by “this guy.” As its curiosity grew, it turned into impatience. It pinched Su Che’s armpit lightly and urged him in a whisper, “Let me see!”
Su Che let out a soft groan, “Can’t you be a little gentler?”
“It’s your fault for being so mean and making me anxious,” Tianyin replied, still holding onto his flesh without letting go.
Although Su Che had many advantages in the chaos, in a real fight, he was definitely no match for his wife. At this stage, suffering a loss was inevitable.
“Just wait!” Su Che muttered. “Sooner or later, I’ll torment you every day.”
Tianyin smiled silently. This little game between the two played out every day.
The couple held hands, connecting mentally. Through this connection, Tianyin saw that thousands of miles away, the Demon-Slaying Spear had the upper hand, dealing heavy blows to the iron rod shaped like a long sword while deliberately blocking its escape routes, pushing it closer and closer.
The sword darted around, reacting nimbly, but its speed was far inferior to that of the Demon-Slaying Spear, making escape impossible.
These naturally formed Chaos Spiritual Treasures were like wild beasts, possessing the most primitive and simple instincts for survival. Once they realized they were no match for their enemy, they lost all fighting spirit and focused solely on escaping, caring nothing for pride or shame.
If they could defeat their opponent, they would kill them; if not, they would flee immediately.

Their thoughts were so simple.
Bang!
After a dozen breaths, the Demon-Slaying Spear pierced the back end of the iron bar for the unknown number of times, sending it flying thousands of miles this way, now within Tianyin’s detection range.
Next, it would be Tianyin’s turn to act and claim this magical weapon that suited her better.
Only then did the power of the Immortal Lord truly manifest.
“Steady!”
Tianyin didn’t need to shout. With a mere thought, a strange sound wave enveloped everything. Both the iron bar and the Demon-Slaying Spear froze for a brief moment, trapped by this sound wave.
By the time they broke free from this paralyzing sound wave force and regained their mobility, they were like turtles burdened with heavy stones—moving extremely slowly, struggling with all their might, yet still moving at a pitiful pace.
Not only the iron bar but even the Demon-Slaying Spear lost all its speed advantage.
With Tianyin’s move, Su Che also grew competitive. He secretly controlled the Demon-Slaying Spear, trying to break free from the sound wave’s restraint, only to find that while its speed increased slightly, it was still far too slow.
“So powerful!”
Su Che was secretly amazed. This was the first time he had truly experienced Tianyin’s sound wave power—it was simply the nemesis of speed-based attacks. Moreover, he suddenly couldn’t think of any way to break free from her sound wave restraint.
Sound wave power was a rather obscure category among all forces, with few people skilled at using it to defeat enemies. As a result, there was also a severe lack of methods and experience to deal with such power.
Tianyin gave him a proud glance, as if to say: Never underestimate me again!
Then, she lightly parted her lips and emitted another even more eerie sound wave. Su Che heard nothing, but he felt his whole body go numb, as if all his hair and fur had stood on end.
It was an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if some strange force, utterly foreign to him, was trying to break free from within his body and devour him, tearing him to pieces.
Anxiety, fear, disgust, nausea, oppression, cowardice, anger… All sorts of negative emotions surged up, and it was impossible to explain why. In short, it was an extremely unbearable feeling—so unbearable that he wished he could give up on himself and destroy himself, to put an end to it all.
“What kind of power is this?”

Su Che knew full well that Tian Yin’s attack was not aimed at him; he had only been slightly affected. Yet even so, the experience was extremely terrifying. He could control his wild emotions at all, and at that moment, he wished he could smash his own head to end this torment immediately, or else slap her to death to get rid of this source of trouble once and for all.
He couldn’t tell whether this sound wave interference affected the mind directly or the soul. In any case, he was completely unable to resist all these negative emotions. It was truly the first time he had experienced such a thing.
Tian Yin sneered secretly. The real target of the attack was undoubtedly that long sword. But she deliberately affected Su Che as a lesson, so that he wouldn’t become arrogant and treat her, a celestial sovereign, as nothing.
Thousands of miles away, the Chaos Sword under the attack of the sound waves buzzed violently. Its hard metal blade trembled intensely, and its shape visibly distorted, as if it might shatter or twist into a mess and become completely useless.
The scary part wasn’t the strength of the sound waves that could shatter or distort it—it was purely self-torture, self-destruction, a true example of using minimal effort to achieve maximum effect.
Just a dozen breaths felt like hundreds of years. Suddenly, the sound waves disappeared, and Tian Yin stopped attacking.
Su Che took a deep breath, rubbing his head to calm his breathing and chaotic emotions. He didn’t even have the energy to speak.
On the other side, the long sword stopped trembling and hung motionless, as if dead. But a few breaths later, it suddenly shot upward in an attempt to escape.
Tian Yin moved her lips, and strange sound waves appeared again, enveloping the sword once more. Thus, it began to tremble and distort violently once more…
Su Che was also shocked. Instinctively, he wanted to flee millions of miles away, the farther the better. He had had enough of that experience and definitely didn’t want to go through it again.
“Why be afraid?”
Tian Yin glanced over, offering a mocking smile.
Only then was Su Che sure that this time she hadn’t affected him; it was only the sword she had targeted.
“That moment just now was absolutely unbearable,” Su Che sighed sincerely. “I really didn’t expect you to have such tactics.”
“It’s nothing much,” Tian Yin said softly. “Just a small trick. Not a real killing move.”
“Alright, you’re amazing. I’m impressed,” Su Che whispered in her ear. “Good wife, please don’t use such tactics on me again.”

“You need to be obedient then.” Tianyin’s voice was gentle, her eyes filled with laughter.
Su Che curled his lips but didn’t respond.
Lao Hei, who was gobbling up the delicious food, gloated in the Immortal Prison: “Victim of domestic violence, poor master…”
The sound waves stopped again. The long sword tried to escape, but its flexibility had significantly decreased.
So, the sound waves started once more, continuing to torment it…
After several times, the long sword became dull and lifeless. Its once-impregnable blade had softened to the point where it almost resembled a noodle.
Even Su Che couldn’t bear to watch and silently said to it, “Surrender quickly. Why endure such torture? Even I am convinced by such a terrifying woman—how dare you still resist?”