72: Xuanyin comes to the world, and the bright moon returns

Ao Ya's golden vertical pupils stared intently at Jiang Chen, his chest heaving violently, and the Dragon Qi around him became extremely tyrannical.

He was the son of a noble Dragon Emperor; how could he have ever suffered such humiliation?

Yet, reason was frantically telling him that if he continued to fight, he probably wouldn't gain any advantage.

Mo Yuan's expression was also so gloomy it could drip water.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep look at Jiang Chen, and then at the valley enveloped by the golden Formation.

He knew that today's Opportunity was likely not for him.

Staying here any longer would be meaningless, only inviting further humiliation.

Just as the atmosphere in the arena solidified to an icy point, and a great battle seemed on the verge of breaking out again, an unprecedented thunderous roar came from the center of the golden Formation.

Immediately after, the seven-colored divine light that pierced through heaven and earth, as if infused with infinite energy, suddenly surged more than tenfold!

The brilliant light illuminated the entire Ancient Tomb space as if it were daytime.

An aura of extreme yin and cold, yet also supremely sacred and vast, burst forth from the valley, sweeping across the entire heaven and earth!

In front of this aura, whether it was Ao Ya's tyrannical Dragon might or Mo Yuan's Devilish Qi, both seemed so insignificant.

All Cultivators, under this pressure, felt their Divine Soul tremble, and they couldn't help but feel an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

"This... this is..."

Ye Xihe's pretty face, for the first time, showed an expression of utter shock.

She possessed the Primordial Sacred Body, and her perception of the Origin of heaven and earth far surpassed ordinary people.

She could clearly feel that the source of that aura was a supreme Origin Law that was in no way inferior to her Primordial Power!

"Taiyin Origin! It's the power of the true Taiyin Origin!"

She murmured to herself, her clear, cold eyes filled with disbelief.

How could this be?

In this world, someone could actually Awaken such a pure Profound Yin Sacred Body and directly cause the Taiyin Origin to descend!

At the same time, the Formation laid down by Jiang Chen, after enduring the impact of this terrifying aura, emitted a series of unbearable cracking sounds, and fine cracks began to appear on the golden barrier.

Through the cracks, everyone finally saw the scene at the center of the Formation.

There, a stunningly beautiful figure floated quietly in mid-air.

It was Nangong Mingyue.

At this moment, she was like a completely different person from before.

Her body was surrounded by visible moon-white divine radiance, every inch of her skin flowed with a sacred halo, and a crescent moon mark faintly appeared between her eyebrows.

Her temperament was even colder and more sacred than before, like a Nine Heavens Fairy not belonging to the human world; every movement carried an indescribable Dao rhythm.

Her eyes slowly opened.

Clear, indifferent, profound.

When her gaze swept across the entire scene, everyone who met her eyes felt as if their Divine Soul was about to be instantly frozen.

Seventh Realm Soul Transformation Middle Stage!

Seventh Realm Soul Transformation Late Stage!

Seventh Realm Soul Transformation Peak!

Nangong Mingyue's aura, after Awakening the Profound Yin Sacred Body and fusing with that wisp of Taiyin Origin, actually soared like a broken bamboo, finally settling steadily at the Peak of the Soul Transformation Realm!

She was only one step away from the Eighth Realm Mahayana!

"..."

The entire scene once again fell into absolute silence.

This was another monster!

And, it seemed, she and Jiang Chen were on the same side!

One was incomparably domineering, with Heaven-Defying combat power.

The other had just completed her Sacred Body, with limitless potential.

What was there left to fight for?

With what would they fight?

Ao Ya's eyes were full of unwillingness; he looked at Nangong Mingyue, and then at Jiang Chen, who was completely unharmed and was looking at him with a half-smile.

"Jiang Chen!"

He let out an unwilling low growl, "I, Ao Ya, will remember the favor of today! One day, I will personally reclaim it!"

With that, he no longer hesitated; his massive Dragon body transformed into a golden stream of light and shot towards the distant horizon without looking back.

Mo Yuan's expression changed uncertainly; finally, he cupped his hands to Jiang Chen from afar, his voice hoarse.

"Holy Son Jiang, what excellent methods."

"Today, I, Mo Yuan, have lost; we shall meet again."

As his voice faded, his figure also transformed into a black mist, silently merging into the Void Realm and disappearing.

With the two young Prodigies retreating one after another, the remaining Loose Cultivators and affiliated forces dared not stay.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and everyone, as if granted a great pardon, scattered like birds and beasts, each exerting their utmost strength, frantically fleeing in all directions.

They were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would be settled by that Killing God, Jiang Chen.

The outside of the valley, which had just been bustling with people and filled with Killing Intent, became empty in the blink of an eye.

Only the group from Hongtian Holy Land remained, as well as Ye Xihe, who was still confronting Yu Meier in the distance.

Seeing this outcome, Yu Meier chuckled, put away her fan, and gave Ye Xihe a look.

"Fairy Ye, are we still fighting?"

Ye Xihe snorted coldly, ignoring her teasing.

Her complex gaze swept back and forth between Jiang Chen and Nangong Mingyue.

Finally, she put away her longsword, said nothing, and transformed into a sword light, gracefully departing.

A heaven-shaking battle triggered by Nangong Mingyue thus came to an end.

"Saint, mighty and glorious, eternal and unified in the Jianghu!"

Wen Yan scurried out from behind a rock, shouting an off-key slogan with a face full of adoration.

Xiao Tiandu, Song Ningxue, and Qing Linghe also walked over, all gesturing to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen did not pay attention to them.

His gaze, from beginning to end, rested on the beautiful figure slowly descending from the sky.

Nangong Mingyue landed in front of him.

Their eyes met, and they stood in silent contemplation.

A subtle atmosphere permeated the air.

She could feel that everything that had happened earlier, she had seen clearly, as if from the perspective of an observer.

His domineering figure, fighting alone against the multitude to protect her.

His arrogant posture, stepping on Yuan Haotian.

His focus and tension when setting up the Formation for her.

She could even hear that incomparably domineering declaration.

"Anyone who dares to approach within a hundred zhang of Mingyue..."

"Will be killed without mercy!"

Scene after scene, like an imprint, was deeply carved into the depths of her Soul.

Nangong Mingyue's heart had never pounded so fiercely as it did at this moment.

Not even when Jiang Chen had spoken some inappropriate words to her before.

Unconsciously, Nangong Mingyue's eyes became slightly red.

She took a step, instantly arriving in front of Jiang Chen.

Under everyone's gaze, Nangong Mingyue, as clear and cold as the moon, made a bold move.

She extended her fair, jade-like soft hands and, for the first time, actively grasped Jiang Chen's hand.

After a long while, her cherry lips parted slightly, her voice clear and cold, yet carrying a softness she had never shown before.

"Jiang Chen..."

"I'm back."