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Chapter 4714: 4.0466 An Eye for an Eye

Cold sweat beaded on Long Qian's forehead, and a sharp scream tore from her throat, "You, you, ah!"

It was too painful, simply excruciating! This pain seemed to emanate from her very bones and blood, carrying an indescribable torment. Long Qian was completely stunned, but she was tightly gripped by the ghost spirit and couldn't move a muscle, forced to endure the agony.

"Ah!"

Long Xiangyun and Long Hui were also startled. They couldn't tell from Long Qian's external appearance what kind of suffering she was enduring, but they knew very well that the little poker face had begun to retaliate.

"Qiao, Qiao Mu," Long Xiangyun stammered nervously, "Can, can you..." She wanted to ask her if she could spare Grandmother, for the sake of Aunt Long Chuyun. But upon recalling what Grandmother had done to Aunt Chuyun, she suddenly found that she couldn't open her mouth at all.

Qiao Mu merely glanced indifferently at Long Xiangyun before retracting her gaze. A sharp spark flickered in her eyes, which were cold and bright as she stared at Long Qian. After a moment, she finally spoke, "How does it feel?"

Long Qian was already too pained to speak. Sweat poured down her forehead like a waterfall. That pain, originating from the depths of her bones and blood, was far more complex than a simple flesh wound. The most terrifying thing was that Long Qian could faintly, yet undeniably, feel a once incredibly powerful force being forcibly stripped from within her body.

"No!" Long Qian shrieked, struggling with all her might. With that movement, she suddenly felt something amiss in her body. She... she couldn't feel the water spiritual energy within her body while struggling? How could this be? How could water spiritual energy simply disappear? The Five Elemental Sources were something every cultivator who successfully entered the Spirit Master Realm had to comprehend. It was impossible for a cultivator to lose the power of the Five Elements; impossible!

Long Qian's eyes widened in horror. She shook her head hard, screaming in terror, "No, it can't be!" It had to be her scaring herself. How could her nine layers of spiritual water just vanish? That was the water spiritual energy she had comprehended!

Qiao Mu watched Long Qian coldly, her voice as deep and chilling as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar, "Now you know what it feels like to be deprived, don't you?"

The three family members stared at Qiao Mu in shock, as if they didn't understand what she was saying. All three pairs of eyes simply stared blankly at her.

Qiao Mu still couldn't break free from the restraints of the Sea Sacrifice Abyss at this moment. She remained suspended before the glacial entrance, neither rising nor falling, but her eyes were much clearer than before. She watched Long Qian, and Long Qian watched her. Their gazes almost sparked in mid-air.

Looking at the little poker face like this, Long Qian involuntarily shivered. There was a coldness that reached to the bone, and Long Qian was probably experiencing it now. She hated her. This little poker face probably hated her to death.

"What have you done to me? Qiao Mu, what have you done to me?!" Long Qian felt as though her own voice was coming from a distant shore, making her feel a bit terrified herself. That hoarse, somewhat hysterical and heartbroken voice, was it truly hers? This iron-blooded patriarch, once so spirited and never soft in leading the Long clan, now wore an expression of sheer terror.