370: Chapter 370 The Third Divine Power, A Deadly Situation Within a Deadly Situation

Chu Sheng stood at the edge of the suction from the Universe in the Sleeve, his body already tilted forward by that invisible force.

His robes snapped violently in the airflow, like a flag being torn apart by a storm.

At that moment, his gaze did not fall on the Old Lord, but rather in the direction where Jiuer had just disappeared.

After confirming that her figure had passed through the gap at the edge of the clouds, he withdrew his gaze, as if he had completed one final check.

He no longer tried to retreat, nor did he attempt to break free from that suction.

Instead, he slightly relaxed his center of gravity, as if he were shedding the last layer of hesitation that had accumulated over that period.

He turned his head, his voice not loud, yet it pierced through the low hum emitted by the compressed airflow of the sleeve: "You want the Universe in the Sleeve, then I will give you the Universe in the Sleeve."

As he spoke those words, he took a step forward toward the expanding sleeve.

Chu Sheng thought, "Jiuer, you must go. Since I cannot escape, rather than hiding, it is better to fight with everything I have."

Jiuer halted in mid-air and swiftly circled back to Chu Sheng's side. She saw through his intention, but she also knew she could not dissuade him.

Chu Sheng closed his eyes and unleashed his Divine Ability—Endless Vitality.

Colorful light surged from within his body; this time, it did not disperse into seven phantoms but condensed into one, slowly taking shape.

It was not a simple projection of spiritual power, but rather—the phantoms of his seven Dao Companions, all appearing at once.

Yue Jianli, Li Zhiyi, Lin Wanqing, Liu Qingyan, Zhou Wantang, Qu Xiaohuan, and Yu Rumeng—seven figures surrounded Chu Sheng, their faces so clear they were almost tangible.

An eighth figure also flickered in and out of existence; it was Wan Jiuer.

Looking at that dazzling circle of Dao Companion phantoms, Jiuer could not help but twitch the corner of her previously tightened lips.

She whispered, "No wonder you never used your Divine Ability to go all out..."

She did not finish the second half of her sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Chu Sheng did not explain, and Jiuer did not ask again.

She stepped forward, landing beside Chu Sheng, standing shoulder to shoulder. She raised her hand and grasped Chu Sheng's left palm.

Their gazes met, and they nodded.

A deep and steady breath of Qi rose from the center of Chu Sheng's Dantian.

His core spiritual power was resonating with the force of life within the Death Qi inside Jiuer's body.

She did not speak further, simply using her actions to adjust the spiritual power within her to the same frequency as Chu Sheng's.

The two forces flowed and exchanged stably between her and Chu Sheng, like two streams that had originally flowed in different directions finding each other at the same confluence.

At that moment, the suction of the Universe in the Sleeve seemed to be gently blocked by something.

It was not cut off abruptly, but rather like a stream encountering a rock that had suddenly risen, causing the flow to split and divert around it.

A visible shift appeared at the edge of the Old Lord's sleeve, and even the rhythm of that suction experienced a momentary imbalance.

His brows twitched imperceptibly.

He looked down at his own sleeve, then raised his head, his gaze falling back upon Chu Sheng and Jiuer.

His tone carried a calmness born of confirmation: "To be able to pry open a gap in the Universe in the Sleeve... you have indeed improved since last time."

His voice remained composed, as if he were confirming the results of an experiment that had already been verified.

The Old Lord raised his hand, and an even more intense Sword Qi burst from his fingertips, transforming into a sky full of pine needles, each one as tangible as reality, carrying a sharp sound that tore through the air.

Chu Sheng said to Jiuer in a deep voice: "Hide inside."

Jiuer did not hesitate; the light of the Biluo Palace suddenly shone around them, drawing their figures inside.

The pine needles fell upon the outer wall of the Biluo Palace, producing a dense clanging sound, like a rainstorm compressed to its extreme.

Several long, thin scratches appeared on the surface of the Biluo Palace.

Looking at those marks, Jiuer whispered: "It's scratched."

Chu Sheng did not answer, but his hand gripping the sword tightened slightly more than before.

Jiuer grasped Chu Sheng's palm again, forcing the somewhat out-of-control Qi within him back onto a stable track.

The light of the Biluo Palace stabilized once more, and Chu Sheng's Qi subsequently returned to a controllable range.

Their minds were almost synchronized at that moment; there was no further conversation, nor was there any need for further confirmation.

They swept out from the Biluo Palace. Chu Sheng held the broken sword horizontally before him, and after stepping out of the Biluo Palace with Jiuer, their minds became one.

Their two auras intersected in mid-air, like two rivers that had originally flowed in different directions finding each other at the same node.

Their combined effort caused the Old Lord's offensive to show a clear hesitation for the first time.

The Old Lord was forced back one step by that combined force.

His figure slid backward a very short distance across the clouds—not much, but it was the first time he had actively retreated since the battle began.

Chu Sheng and Jiuer's joint effort suppressed the Old Lord for several breaths, yet that figure showed no signs of panic.

After steadying his figure, the Old Lord still wore a calm smile, as if he had only just begun to warm up.

The Old Lord spoke, his tone carrying a hint of recollection and a flat statement: "The first Divine Ability, Myriad Swords Return to Pine; the second Divine Ability, Universe in the Sleeve—these are things you already know."

He paused, as if leaving room for the words to echo.

"But what you do not know is that this seat also has a third Divine Ability."

His figure did not change, but the surrounding clouds began to slowly curl from the edges, as if something were spreading upward from the depths of the earth.

His voice carried clearly through the wind.

"Evergreen for Ten Thousand Years."

Chu Sheng thought to himself that it was bad; he might really end up dying here today.

Chu Sheng steadied his breathing and whispered: "You are not at the Tongxuan stage. You are at the Yufa stage."

The Old Lord did not deny it: "A few months ago, I was fortunate enough to touch upon a new realm. You are the first young person to make this seat use all three of these Divine Abilities at once."