315: oath

The snake heads were held high, letting out low growls at Chu Haotian and Master Qing Xuan.

Fairy Hanyan's delicate lips parted, her voice still flat and emotionless: "By now, you all should be clear in your hearts about the actions of the Chusheng Sect."

"Back then, I only chose to cooperate with those beasts because I wanted to cause some trouble for the Chusheng Sect."

She paused slightly, a faint smile spreading across her lips: "Now that the Chusheng Sect has long since been wiped out by a single sword strike, instead of wasting your time here with me, you'd be better off dealing with the others from the Demon Suppressing Tower."

Master Qing Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he toyed with the edge of his sleeve, rapidly weighing the pros, cons, and chances of victory in his mind.

Fellow Daoist Chen was going to deal with the group from the Yao Race that had escaped the Demon Suppressing Tower; he, however, could first hold back these two giant snakes.

But... could Haotian really handle this woman alone?

The key was that no one knew how many High Grade Talismans she still had hidden in her sleeves.

Moreover, even if they could win this battle, they would surely need to meditate for a long time to recover their Spiritual Qi. If the others from the Demon Suppressing Tower noticed the commotion then, their subsequent actions would only become more difficult.

Talisman Cultivators are truly troublesome!

Master Qing Xuan placed the White Jade Brush in his hand behind his back, his tone as steady as ever: "What Lady Hanyan says is not without reason."

"So, does this mean you agree?" Fairy Hanyan raised an eyebrow and pressed.

Master Qing Xuan changed the subject, saying solemnly: "As long as Lady Hanyan swears an oath here to never interfere in this great war, we will leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Hanyan's eyes suddenly narrowed, her red lips curling into a playful arc: "A woman's oath is only ever given to the man she fancies. If those words were spoken by the white-robed Young Master below, I might just barely be able to agree."

"As for you?"

She drawled out her words, and before she had even finished, the two giant snake phantoms beside her had already raised their heads and flicked their tongues, shielding her firmly in the center.

"I had intended to go to the Heavenly Tribulation Continent's Secret Realm to join in the fun, but since you insist on determining a winner, then come!"

As her voice fell, the sharp claws of the Golden Lion Shadow behind Chu Haotian carried the piercing force of the wind, striking directly at the vital seven-inch spot of the giant snake on the left.

But that snake shadow was unexpectedly agile. As the lion's claws descended, only a crisp "clink" was heard, and the thick snake tail had already swept out fiercely, colliding heavily with the lion's claws.

Surging energy rippled out in layers, sweeping through the entire airspace.

Chu Haotian's eyes sharpened as Spiritual Qi surged wildly within his Dantian. Just as he was about to seize this momentary opening to strike with his palm, a thunderclap suddenly exploded from the dark clouds above, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket crashed down.

He made an instant decision, forcibly pulling back his offensive and retreating rapidly to evade.

On the other side, Master Qing Xuan wrote rapidly in the air with his White Jade Brush. The pale green Spiritual Qi runes flowing from the tip of the brush were arranged like soldiers in a formation, surrounding the giant snake on the right.

The giant snake was furious, its thick body slamming into the rune barrier with the force of thunder. Every impact caused the runes to burst with dazzling light, and the barrier trembled incessantly.

For a time, both sides were locked in a stalemate, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

Lin Xiuqin and the other person watching the battle from below looked up, their hearts clenched in anxiety. Their tension was even more intense than if their own Revered Master were on the battlefield.

"Senior Brother, what are the chances of victory for Revered Master and the Elder?" Lin Xiuqin couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Junior Sister, I am but a lowly Golden Core Cultivator. How can you ask me to judge this?" Zhao Jingchen shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Senior Brother, must we just stand here and watch helplessly?" Lin Xiuqin was so anxious that the corners of her eyes turned slightly red.

Zhao Jingchen helplessly pulled her sleeve and whispered: "Junior Sister, keep your voice down. Don't attract the attention of the Yao Race, lest we distract Young Master Chen."

Fairy Hanyan stood behind the snake shadows, twirling two High Grade Talismans between her fingers. A cold smile played on her red lips, and then she flicked her wrist.

The moment the Talismans exploded, two waves of crimson fire, carrying the power to burn mountains and boil seas, lunged toward Chu Haotian and Master Qing Xuan.

Seeing the woman attack again, Lin Xiuqin lost her composure and cried out: "Revered Master, watch out!"

The pupils of Chu Haotian and Master Qing Xuan shrank. In their haste, they channeled their Spiritual Qi to form a shield, but they felt an irresistible scorching force hit them, and the shield was instantly covered in cracks.

In the next moment, a sword light of ultimate brilliance suddenly pierced through the sky!

That sword light was like the Milky Way pouring down, carrying an awe-inspiring Sword Intent that looked down upon the world. With just a flash, it collided with the two waves of fire. The sword struck, the waves parted, and the aftershocks instantly vanished into nothingness.

Fairy Hanyan's eyes narrowed sharply as she stared fixedly at the Man in White Robes below. The pressure from that sword strike just now was like a towering mountain suddenly looming in her heart, making her breath hitch and a layer of cold sweat break out on her back.

Below, Lin Xiuqin gazed at the white robes with a complex expression.

When she first saw this Man in White Robes, she had only thought he was lucky to have had the Wisdom Eye to take in Young Master Li and Young Master Ye.

His intervention back in Yaoshi City had slightly changed her view, but this time, Lin Xiuqin felt she had truly misjudged him—given time, this person might actually be able to catch up to her Revered Master's footsteps.

Fairy Hanyan composed herself and asked: "Young Master's swordsmanship is truly superb. Could it be that you are the one who destroyed the main hall of the Chusheng Sect with a single sword strike?"

Chen Xuan held his Ink-Black Longsword and smiled faintly: "Are you looking to demand an explanation on behalf of the Chusheng Sect?"

Hearing this, Fairy Hanyan immediately broke into a smile and shook her head:

"Young Master misinterprets me. I have always looked down upon the actions of the Chusheng Sect's Old Ancestor. I even secretly threw quite a few wrenches in his plans regarding his secret refinement of demon transformation pills to harm the common people."

She paused slightly, her gaze lingering on Chen Xuan for a moment, her smile gentle: "Since I have the honor of meeting the Young Master today, I shall give the Young Master some Face."

"Oh? What do you intend to do?"

Chen Xuan's brow arched slightly as he asked curiously.

Fairy Hanyan's voice was soft and melodious: "For the sake of the Young Master's Face, I shall swear an oath to never interfere in this great war."

As her voice fell, she waved her jade-like hand, and the two giant snake phantoms still in battle immediately retreated, coiling themselves on either side of her.

Immediately after, Fairy Hanyan raised her hand to form a seal, her fingertips flashing with spiritual light. She spoke the oath aloud, every word carrying the pressure of the Heavenly Dao.

The moment the oath was finished, a faint golden light flashed across the horizon, signaling that the heavenly dao oath had been established.

"Everyone, can we stop wasting time here now?" Fairy Hanyan retracted her hand seal and glanced indifferently at the crowd.

Seeing this, Master Qing Xuan's eyes moved slightly. He exchanged a glance with Chu Haotian beside him, and both then raised their hands.

Chu Haotian retracted the Golden Lion Shadow behind him, and Master Qing Xuan also tucked the White Jade Brush into his sleeve, the Spiritual Qi pressure around them slowly dissipating.

Fairy Hanyan's gaze, however, remained fixed on Chen Xuan. She took light steps forward and parted her vermillion lips:

"A person of such extraordinary bearing as the Young Master, I wonder which continent you hail from?"

"I have nothing to say."

Chen Xuan spoke indifferently, offering no further explanation.

Fairy Hanyan wasn't annoyed; instead, she chuckled, her eyes curving into crescents:

"In that case, until we meet again if fate allows."

As her voice fell, her figure transformed into a streak of light, racing toward the distance and vanishing from everyone's sight in an instant.