138: Saint Wuji Breaks the Seal
Meng Yun remained in an embrace, his expression dazed.
Dragon Spirit was dead.
She didn't even leave him a wisp of her aura.
The weight in his arms instantly vanished.
Then it became heavier.
White Tiger Heaven, one of the Four Great Emperors, Linglong Empress, appeared in Meng Yun's arms just like that.
"Master!!"
What a coincidence.
Meeting again after ten thousand years, the little fox's opening remark was exactly the first sentence she learned when Meng Yun died in battle in the Wu Dynasty.
A single call echoed through ten thousand years of time.
Held by Meng Yun, Bai Linglong was both surprised and delighted, burying her small face directly into Meng Yun's embrace, like a small beast, greedily inhaling his familiar yet strange scent.
If Dragon Spirit was merely a one-to-one replica of a maiden's form from Linglong's ten thousand years of growth, then the current Bai Linglong, with her full and voluptuous figure, graceful in every movement, had long since achieved an innate charm.
But even holding such a beautiful woman, Meng Yun remained indifferent.
For some reason.
Meng Yun thought of the white title hanging on his Simulator panel—
"Embrace and Kill."
Knowing he couldn't shed tears for the past, Meng Yun suppressed all his thoughts, reached out and pinched Bai Linglong's cheek:
"Linglong, later, you must bring Dragon Spirit back for me, otherwise, don't even think about eating my cooking ever again!"
Without time for tenderness, Meng Yun casually put Bai Linglong down.
Feeling the aura on her that he couldn't see through in the slightest, Meng Yun's gaze was steady: "It's up to you."
Ten thousand years ago, Bai Linglong, as the pilot, controlled meng yun gundam to win every battle.
Today, the pilot finally exited the cockpit, feeling good.
"I will sortie in Gundam form!!"
Come out, RX-78!
Bai Linglong smiled charmingly, her nine fox tails like colossal white jade pillars, casually swinging, sending the Saint Divine Creation Palm unleashed by Demon Emperor Liang flying.
Boom!!
That palm strike shot straight into the sky, shattering the void completely and shaking down countless stars.
Within a light-year, not a speck of dust remained.
If there were cultivators traveling through the void in this heavenly domain, they would surely be surprised by the unobstructed navigation path.
The white fox tails were incredibly tough, piercing through the void and suddenly emerging from various directions around Demon Emperor Liang, completely sealing off all his escape routes!
Due to Dragon Spirit's death, Great Dream Reincarnation Art advanced another level.
At this moment, Bai Linglong's combat power soared again, her confidence at an all-time high; even if Wu Yinyao were present, she would have full confidence in fighting her!
Let alone Demon Emperor Liang!
One word—he's just too arrogant!
Even Demon Emperor Liang, who had gone through hundreds of battles and had explosive combat intelligence, couldn't help but twitch his expression as he looked at Bai Linglong's true form.
Fortunately, Bai Linglong had only progressed further; her strength still couldn't compare to a Peak Mahayana like Wu Yinyao.
Although Demon Emperor Liang was slightly outmatched, he wouldn't be easily pierced through and killed like the three Demon Emperors in Meng Yun Pavilion by Bai Linglong.
While struggling to cope, Demon Emperor Liang finally found a moment to curse at Saint Wuji and Saint Wuxu nearby:
"How much longer are you going to watch the show?!"
"Still have time to talk? Slap yourself!" Bai Linglong's two fox tails swept out, one left and one right, like swinging arms, striking towards Demon Emperor Liang's pale face.
It was a Clap Ambush + Slap!
Bai Linglong used Clap Ambush + Slap!
Demon Emperor Liang dared not be careless, once again condensing his demonic right hand to protect himself tightly.
Bai Linglong, having cultivated nine fox tails, had almost forged an immortal body; purely from a physical strength comparison, Bai Linglong's strength was already comparable to that of a legendary Immortal Emperor!
Although spiritual beasts and demonic beasts are difficult to cultivate, once they achieve great success, their combat power is several times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators!
Bai Linglong needed no weapons; her body was the most powerful weapon.
Bang bang bang!
It was merely a simple physical collision, yet the powerful vibrations still shattered the void inch by inch.
While Bai Linglong was fighting Demon Emperor Liang to the death, Meng Yun, possessing a hundredfold combat power, was naturally not idle!
Wasn't Saint Wuxu recuperating?
Let you recuperate my ass!
With the Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning and Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire ready but unreleased, Meng Yun stepped into the void, his palm striking out fiercely behind Saint Wuxu without warning!
Pfft—!!
Saint Wuxu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire figure instantly falling several miles away.
"Brat... brat!!!"
So, backstabbing was so enjoyable, both physically and mentally!!
Meng Yun clapped his hands, his body once again stepping into the void.
This was his strongest attack, and Saint Wuxu was still severely injured.
Even so, after enduring Meng Yun's full-power strike, Saint Wuxu merely spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled away in a disheveled manner.
The damage Meng Yun caused was less than a tenth of his original injuries!
What Saint Wuxu lost was just a trivial bit of face, but what Meng Yun lost was genuine effort!
Is there no justice anymore?!
The strength of a Mahayana cultivator, especially one from a top sect like Three Saints Palace, was terrifying!
Just as Meng Yun was about to strike another palm, Saint Wuxu's figure suddenly vanished from his original spot.
Then, he abruptly appeared within Saint Wuji's light shield.
?
It turned out that Saint Wuji could finally pierce through a trace of power!
He didn't use this power to deal with the Immortal Sect; instead, he chose to save the Second Saint Lord!
It must be said that although the disciples of Three Saints Palace fought among themselves, the relationship among the higher-ups was still quite good... uh...
Before Saint Wuxu could even express his gratitude, Saint Wuji had already pressed his palm firmly on Saint Wuxu's head!
He gently spoke:
"To be toyed with by a mere Soul Transformation cultivator, Saint Wuxu, your very existence is a disgrace."
"Saint Wuji, you, you can't—Ahhh!!!"
Torrential spiritual energy was instantly drained by Saint Wuji; in a flash, a Mahayana cultivator turned into a dried corpse.
Erasing karma was already a basic operation.
"That's truly ruthless..."
Meng Yun shook his head lightly.
Saint Golden Toad assassinated Saint Huang, and now their master, Saint Wuji, harmed Saint Wuxu...
Three Saints Palace truly promoted civilization and new customs!
However, this was not the most important matter.
The current key was that Saint Wuji, after absorbing Saint Wuxu's strength, already possessed the power to completely crush Cang Yuan.
Crack...
Countless tiny shattering sounds suddenly echoed from the light shield formed by Cang Yuan.
This meant that Cang Yuan could no longer control Saint Wuji.
And Saint Wuji was the strongest person present!
Mid-Mahayana!
Not only that!
After absorbing Saint Wuxu's strength, Saint Wuji's strength had now risen to Late Mahayana; even facing the nine-tailed form of Bai Linglong, he had full confidence in not being at a disadvantage!
"Alas..."
Cang Yuan's ethereal sigh slowly echoed.
Although Eastern Abyss's arrival had repeatedly brought turning points to the battle.
But ultimately, it had come to this point.
Never mind, never mind.
Since Saint Wuji had broken the seal, his trapping formation had become a joke.
Since that was the case, it would be better to give Eastern Abyss another stroke of good fortune.
Although the hope was slim, but... what if?
Cang Yuan's remaining energy transformed into a concentrated liquid droplet, directly merging into Meng Yun's heart.
A stroke of good fortune bestowed by a Mahayana expert.