700: Chapter 700 has ended.

Better let this little Phoenix rest for a bit.

Huang Jiuli nodded heavily upon hearing this, not thinking much of it.

She immediately sat cross-legged and took out the healing Medicinal Pill bestowed by Peak Master Jian Wuya, swallowing it in one gulp.

Then, she circulated her Cultivation Technique, and the Phoenix True Fire around her body began to burn slowly.

Crimson flames surged from her body, enveloping her in a warm glow of fire.

The fire wasn't large, but it was steady; unlike its violent and intense nature during battle, it burned gently, continuously, and steadily.

Phoenix True Fire naturally possessed the effect of healing injuries.

Wherever the flames passed, the wounds on her body healed at a visible rate; charred skin fell off, revealing new skin underneath.

Her blood and Qi recovered rapidly under the stimulation of the flames and the assistance of the Medicinal Pill, her pale complexion gradually turning rosy.

After half a quarter of an hour, Qin Yan's injuries were fully recovered.

He stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, which made a slight cracking sound.

His complexion was rosy, his breathing steady, and the Aura around him was as calm as water.

The recovery power of the Indestructible Blood Demon Body, combined with the medicinal power of a sixth-grade healing Medicinal Pill, worked together with startling effect.

Nearby, Huang Jiuli was still healing.

The Phoenix True Fire was still burning around her, but the flames were much smaller than before.

Her complexion had recovered by fifty or sixty percent, and her breathing had stabilized significantly, but it would still take some time for a full recovery.

Qin Yan did not disturb her, and his gaze immediately fell on the last battlefield.

Fighting Arena four, Su Qingwan versus Yue Qing.

At this moment, light flickered on the Fighting Arena, words flew about, and moonlight flowed.

The battle between the two had lasted for a long time, and both of their Auras had weakened significantly.

But Qin Yan immediately discovered that the scales of victory seemed to have tipped in Su Qingwan's favor.

The reason was simple—Su Qingwan's Mental Energy had reached 499.5 Hz, enabling her to mobilize a small portion of the Power of Heaven and Earth.

The Power of Heaven and Earth is inexhaustible, allowing her consumption to be greatly reduced and her ability to sustain combat to far exceed those of the same rank.

As for Yue Qing, although her strength was not weak, her Mental Energy had not reached this level at all.

Every one of her attacks consumed her own blood and Qi; every bit used was a bit gone.

In terms of raw strength, there wasn't much difference between the two.

The Moonlight Sword Intent was continuous, and the moonlight attacks were cold and sharp; in terms of the power and technique of Moves alone, Yue Qing was not even inferior to Su Qingwan.

But there was a gap in endurance.

At this moment, Yue Qing's Aura was clearly much weaker than Su Qingwan's.

Her Moonlight Sword Intent was no longer as bright as at the beginning, becoming dim and thin.

Su Qingwan, though her face was also somewhat pale, still had a steady Aura.

Her Map of Mountains and Rivers still slowly unfolded above her head, her Spirit Brush still moved fluidly in the Void Realm, and her words continued to emerge in an endless stream.

Gradually, Yue Qing was suppressed by Su Qingwan.

Seeing this, a flash of determination crossed Yue Qing's eyes.

She couldn't keep dragging this out.

If she continued, her defeat was certain.

She planned a desperate final strike.

Yue Qing took a deep breath, her blood and Qi surging wildly within her body, all of it poured into the long sword in her hand.

The phantom of the clear moon behind her trembled violently, and the moonlight flared up, illuminating the entire Fighting Arena.

A waning moon appeared behind her!

That waning moon was curved like a hook, silver-white as snow, hanging in the Void Realm, emitting a cold and sharp light.

At the edge of the waning moon, runes faintly flowed, each line containing powerful strength.

"Waning Moon Slash!"

Yue Qing slashed out with her sword!

The waning moon behind her moved in response, detaching from the Void Realm and transforming into a massive crescent-shaped Sword Qi, carrying world-destroying power as it slashed toward Su Qingwan!

Wherever that waning moon Sword Qi passed, black ripples appeared in the air.

The ground of the Fighting Arena was plowed into a deep trench by the Sword Qi.

Facing this desperate strike, Su Qingwan's expression remained unchanged.

Her Spirit Brush moved rapidly in the Void Realm, so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Where the tip of the brush passed, silver-white trails intertwined into a dense net.

Mysterious runes quickly formed in front of her!

Those runes were of various shapes, some like flying birds, some like swimming fish, some like mountains, and some like rivers.

They were born from the tip of the Spirit Brush and then quickly arranged, combined, and fused, forming a runic barrier in front of her.

"Book Sect Secret Technique: Word Control Art!"

Su Qingwan gave a low shout, and her Spirit Brush pointed forward.

Those mysterious runes instantly burst into dazzling silver light, circulating around her, forming a complete defensive system.

Between the runes, silver threads connected, linking all the power into a single whole.

The waning moon Sword Qi slashed against the runic barrier!

Silver-white moonlight and silver-white runes intertwined, erupting in a blinding light.

However, no matter how the waning moon crashed and eroded, the runic barrier condensed from countless runes remained as steady as a rock; only a few patterns on the surface vibrated slightly, with no further movement.

Once the waning moon phantom exhausted its last bit of moonlight power and dissipated unwillingly into the Void Realm, the runic barrier still hung quietly and intact in front of Su Qingwan, its radiance as before.

"It's over."

Su Qingwan said indifferently, her Spirit Brush moving again as an ink-colored character shot from the tip.

That character was the word "Seal"—the black ink marks were vigorous and powerful, with a majestic Aura.

The word "Seal" expanded rapidly against the wind, becoming about ten feet in size.

It was as fast as lightning, leaving an ink-colored trail in the air.

Facing the incoming "Seal" character attack, Yue Qing had no time to block it, nor the strength to do so.

Her blood and Qi were exhausted, and her body no longer obeyed her.

She watched helplessly as the ink-colored character flew toward her, unable even to lift her hand.

"Bang—!!!"

The ink-colored character hit Yue Qing precisely, turning into a layer of ink-colored light that enveloped her body.

Yue Qing's body went limp, and she immediately fell into a coma.

Her body fell backward, like a falling leaf, slowly drifting down.

Seeing this, Su Qingwan also took a deep breath.

At this moment, her face was also slightly flushed, fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, and her full chest rose and fell with her breathing; clearly, this battle had been too difficult for her.

Yue Qing's strength had exceeded her expectations.

The continuous nature of the Moonlight Sword Intent and the sharp dominance of the waning moon Sword Qi had caused her no small amount of trouble.

If Yue Qing had been just a little bit stronger, it really would have been hard to say who would win or lose.

She put away her Spirit Brush, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers above her head slowly dissipated.

Calm was restored to the Fighting Arena.

(Unknowingly, I've already written 1.4 million words and reached 700 chapters. Thank you, darlings, for your company. It feels like the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains, hehe, hehe~)