131: White Tiger Empress vs Xuanwu Emperor

This corpse...

If it wasn't the Third Saint, Saint Wuya, then who else could it be!

At this moment, Saint Wuya was completely devoid of aura, his karma entirely severed, leaving only an ordinary flesh and blood body.

Even at the brink of death, his teeth still hadn't grown out.

"Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader, you actually killed a Saint?!" Saint Minghe's face turned ashen.

With the Saint dead, the First and Second Saints dead, Elder Saint Youque dead, and the Third Saintess defecting...

This trip to Xuanwu Heaven, his Three Saints... no, Two Saints Palace, could be said to have suffered a crushing defeat, losing both the general and the army!

"How am I to report back to the Palace..."

Saint Minghe could already foresee the severe punishment awaiting him upon his return.

The wrath of the devil, Saint Wuji, might even be more than he could bear!

"You worry too much."

Without another word, Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader waved his hand, and an attack from a Great Ascension early stage expert with twenty times the combat power easily extinguished Saint Minghe's life force.

This time, he didn't even leave a corpse.

Immediately, his gaze fell upon Saint Molo again, observing the latter's trembling expression, and pondered briefly.

"Forget it, you may take Saint Wuya's corpse back and give him a proper burial."

One must leave a survivor to deliver the good news to the Three Saints Palace, after all.

Saint Molo dared not defy a command from a Great Ascension expert, especially since the other party was letting him go!

Almost without hesitation, Saint Molo scooped up Saint Wuya's corpse and fled as a streak of light.

Perhaps a remnant of kindness in his heart warned him, for from ten thousand miles away, a voice transmission reached him:

"Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader, this place is not suitable for prolonged stay, you should return..."

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader's expression subtly changed upon hearing this.

He then closed his eyes, seemingly communicating with something.

There was no response.

The glorious Immortal Sect had lost its connection.

After a few breaths, Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader opened his eyes, a terrifying storm brewing within them.

He suppressed the thoughts in his heart, trying to keep his voice calm:

"The sect has changed, return immediately."

...

Central area of Xuanwu Heaven.

"Ahead is the demon seed's lair, Five Finger Mountain."

Luo Mian held the Falling Star Spear, his gaze cold.

Beside him, Wu Yinyao, clad in red armor, her long hair dancing in the wind, appeared cold and murderous.

Years of constant battle seemed to have stripped her of all emotion and maidenly grace.

Ever since the wooden Demon Subduing Sword, personally carved by Meng Yun, inexplicably appeared and saved her life not long ago, Wu Yinyao had kept the sword by her side at all times.

As if doing so would allow her to fight alongside him.

Wu Yinyao's gaze swept across ten thousand miles, taking in the entire world:

"Five Finger Mountain..."

"Is it the demon seed's right hand?"

Her clear, cold words were unchanged from ten thousand years ago.

Tens of thousands of miles ahead, scarlet mountains of flesh rose from the ground, soaring into the clouds.

Their bases interconnected, forming a gigantic, grotesque hand.

Luo Mian's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression also not looking good: "I probably know why Xuanwu Heavenly Emperor Xu Bei Huang was defeated."

Hearing Luo Mian's words, Wu Yinyao finally showed a hint of emotion, a touch of human warmth on her face: "Oh?"

Luo Mian sighed: "In our White Tiger Heaven, the demon seed's remnant body is the left hand.

As everyone knows, the right hand is always a bit stronger than the left."

Especially for a single noble like the demon seed, who has been single for billions of years!

Wu Yinyao was momentarily silent.

In ten thousand years of warfare, left hand and right hand had long ceased to matter to her.

The sword techniques that could be used with the left hand could be used with the right hand just as well.

Luo Mian's slightly suggestive remark was stopped by Wu Yinyao before it even began.

Speeding is prohibited in the cultivation world!

"Resolve it, and purify another heavenly domain."

"Then we'll be one step closer to the Immortal Ascension Assembly!"

These words, softly uttered from Wu Yinyao's lips, were followed by her tightening her grip on the Demon Subduing Sword, and a pure golden sword glow instantly whistled towards the sky-obscuring Five Finger Mountain of flesh.

Just like Yang Guo breaking through the darkness.

Dawn quietly streaked across the horizon.

The ten thousand miles of scarlet sky brightened momentarily.

However, before the sword light reached its target, it was easily shattered by a figure that appeared out of thin air.

The figure was too distant to be seen clearly.

But the next instant, he had shattered the void and appeared directly before Wu Yinyao.

His face was resolute, his demeanor heroic, and his height of over two meters made even Luo Mian look up to him.

Who else could this man be but the long-missing Xuanwu Heavenly Emperor Xu Bei Huang!

"Xu Beihuang?!" Luo Mian's face showed surprise: "You're not dead? If you're not dead, why did you let Xuanwu Heaven become like this! You..."

"Xu Beihuang, have you defected to the demon seed?" Wu Yinyao's indifferent words directly interrupted Luo Mian.

"Please refer to Him as Lord Holy God." Xuanwu Heavenly Emperor Xu Bei Huang corrected expressionlessly.

"It, it, it, it, it!" Luo Mian scoffed disdainfully: "You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, surrendered faster than anyone!"

"More words are useless, let's fight." Wu Yinyao didn't want to waste words; she had more important things to do.

The Xu Beihuang before her was just an insignificant stumbling block on her path forward.

Just a minor setback.

"That's exactly what I intended."

Xu Beihuang waved his hand, and a million demon seed army appeared out of thin air.

At the forefront, there were as many as nine Demon Emperors!

He wanted to prove to Wu Yinyao with bloody reality.

That his defeat and surrender were not because he was inferior to Wu Yinyao!

It was only because...

The demon seeds of Xuanwu Heaven were stronger, and more despair-inducing!

...

Tianjian Dynasty.

"How long, you said how long?!"

Ye Qing incredulously rubbed his ears: "Repairing the immortal boat will take seven days?!"

Forget seven days, even if seven hours passed, the Immortal Sect might be wiped out by the Three Saints Palace!

"Reporting to Peak Master... it really will take seven days..." the Divine Weapon Peak disciple said.

"Damn it!"

Ye Qing, helpless, slammed his hand hard on the immortal boat.

Crackling sounds.

"Now, it will take another 'kun' hour..." the disciple said weakly.

Ye Qing: "..."

"Ye Qing, you stay here and protect everyone, I will return to the Immortal Sect immediately!"

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader's face was ashen, and he calmly made arrangements.

At this moment, he possessed twenty times the combat power; as long as he returned, all problems would be resolved.

But only...

He lacked time!

Even having entered the Great Ascension stage, traveling between two heavenly domains would take at least an hour!

An hour, not too much, not too little.

How many variables could arise during that time was unknown!

Just as Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader was about to set off, Meng Yun suddenly stepped forward.

"Sect Master, I have a secret technique that can return us to the sect in ten seconds."

"Oh? There's such a secret technique?! Quickly, take me back!" Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader was stunned, then overjoyed!

"Uh..." Meng Yun was slightly embarrassed: "I can't take anyone with me, I can only return alone."

"What's the use of you going back alone, boy!"

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader made to leave again, every second counted!

"Sect Master, have you forgotten my barbecue ability?"

Meng Yun said, already activating his Teleportation Master ability: "In White Tiger Heaven, I'm confident I can refine barbecue with a hundred times combat power!"

Eight.

"Meng Yun... take me with you!"

Shangguan Qing looked at the light suddenly emerging around Meng Yun, and an inexplicable panic welled up in her heart.

Six.

Meng Yun smiled, the teleportation light around him growing brighter: "Qing Qing, you can just go back with the main group, it's fine."

Shangguan Qing's eyes were wet, and she pursed her lips, not saying a word.

Dragon Spirit clutched her clothes, fidgeting: "Master..."

Four.

"What's your relationship with Linglong?" Meng Yun looked at her, smiling gently.

This girl who would cry when she ate barbecue.

This girl who always liked to stick to him, resisting Ru Yi from snuggling into his arms.

This girl who was incredibly concerned about his every word and action.

Although her name was Dragon Spirit, Meng Yun clearly saw Linglong's shadow.

If Linglong were to take human form, she would probably be such a delicate and lovely pink-skinned girl, with such an ethereal and pleasant voice.

"I... I don't know..."

Dragon Spirit shook her head gently, with a hint of panic.

She was Dragon Spirit, she was herself, and no one else!

Not even the Linglong Empress!

One.

"We'll see each other again later."

With a smile, Meng Yun transformed into an invisible fluctuation, instantly traveling a hundred thousand light-years.

The light completely disappeared.

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader: "Then I'll go too..."

"Sect Master, please take me with you! I beg you!"

To everyone's astonished gazes, Dragon Spirit suddenly knelt down, kowtowed three times, and wept uncontrollably.

The unease in her heart grew stronger; she feared that after this parting, it would be difficult to meet again in the future!

"Please, Senior, take me too!"

Another voice fell, and another young girl knelt down with her.

It was Shangguan Qing.

"Meow meow!!"

Ru Yi also joined in the commotion.

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader was silent for a moment, sniffing.

It was normal for people to become sentimental with age.

"Come with me; whether it's a tribulation or a destiny, it's up to heaven."

"Is anyone else coming? A maximum of seven people, any more and the teleportation will be dangerous..."

Several Tribulation Transcenders scrambled to get on board, eager to return to the sect and help.

Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader waved his sleeve, and several figures instantly vanished.

"Why are you crying, damn it, hurry up and fix it!!"

Ye Qing gritted his teeth and cursed loudly.

The Teleportation Master's speed was extremely fast; almost instantly, Meng Yun arrived in the Immortal Sect's main hall.

The scent of blood assailed him.

Everywhere was smoke and ruins, everywhere were severed limbs and broken bodies.

This scene, which could be described as an apocalypse, caused Meng Yun's eyes to suddenly turn incredibly cold.