88: Chapter 88 I Can't Do It!

After Wu Chunhua made her move, Song Lushan had intended to strike directly at Ling Hao to secure victory in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, the cold-tempered woman beside Ling Hao moved slightly, blocking him a step ahead.

A frigid aura erupted suddenly, sweeping across the surroundings!

Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer!

The Loose Cultivators watching from below instantly boiled over, gasping in surprise.

"Who spread the rumor that this Fairy only had Foundation Establishment? Stand out! I promise I won't beat you to death!"

"With this aura, this pressure, you're telling me this is Foundation Establishment?"

"But... but a year ago, she really did display Foundation Establishment cultivation..."

Another voice retorted weakly, full of disbelief.

"Tsk, the world of these powerhouses is truly hard to fathom..."

Song Lushan's heart sank abruptly. The Moonshadow Sect actually had a third Nascent Soul! He quickly suppressed this suspicion, locked his gaze on Yu Lingshuang, and poured out his Nascent Soul, Ninth Layer pressure without reservation.

"Hmph! Just a Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer. Today, this seat will let you know what a chasm in Realm is! You two, come at me together!"

He absolutely did not believe that his opponent could shake him by crossing four minor Realms!

Before his words fell, the strange green flame crown on Song Lushan's head suddenly shone brightly, and rich green light flowed down, instantly wrapping the crimson fire spear in his hand.

The fire spear hummed and vibrated, flames soared into the sky, and in an instant, it transformed into a ferocious, roaring hundred-foot fire Dragon, carrying violent heat waves, tearing through the sky, and biting towards Yu Lingshuang!

Yu Lingshuang's expression did not change; she pointed like a sword and guided the air in front of her.

A crystalline long sword appeared out of thin air, the sword body wreathed in visible, bone-chilling cold air.

Without seeing her make any move, the spirit sword let out a clear Dragon roar and struck out suddenly! A sword light condensed to the extreme, cold blue, arrived first despite being launched later, slashing onto the ferocious giant head of the fire Dragon.

A piercing explosion resounded through the sky, and the ferocious, soaring fire Dragon was instantly frozen from head to tail by this cold blue sword light.

The scorching flames solidified into a strange ice sculpture, and in the next moment, it shattered inch by inch, turning into ice crystal powder that drifted across the sky.

Song Lushan's pupils constricted.

"Such strong Sword Intent!"

He flipped his left hand, and a pitch-black ancient seal flew out, growing in the wind to the size of a house. At the bottom of the seal, cold winds howled and ghosts cried, emitting an evil green light that eroded the Divine Soul, smashing down towards Yu Lingshuang!

At the same time, his right hand pinched a formula, and a nine-story ancient small tower flew out from between his eyebrows, growing as it met the wind. The tower body flowed with golden light, faint Buddhist sounds emerged, and it was further enhanced by green rays. The bottom of the tower released ten thousand feet of golden light, also suppressing Yu Lingshuang.

The coldness in Yu Lingshuang's eyes deepened. She twirled a cold sword flower with the Flowing Frost Sword in her hand.

The sword light was like a waterfall! A cold Sword Qi soared into the sky, turning into countless fine, ox-hair-like ice crystal sword threads, piercing towards the nodes of the golden light flowing on the tower body.

Then, a sword light cut through the sky and slashed fiercely at the bottom of the Nine Yin Soul-Devouring Seal!

The golden light of the demon suppressing tower was pierced by countless ice crystal sword threads, the flowing spiritual light suddenly stalled, and its descent slowed.

And that Nine Yin Soul-Devouring Seal was directly knocked away by that sword light, a clear ice mark cracking on the seal body, and the swirling evil green light instantly dimmed.

"Impossible!"

Song Lushan finally lost his voice, showing horror on his face for the first time.

Two powerful Magic Treasures had been broken by the opponent with a wave of her hand, and even the strongest demon suppressing tower had been delayed by that strange Sword Intent!

The opponent was only at Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer, yet her attainments in the sword path were this terrifying?

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he slapped his Storage Pouch violently!

A jade-green stream of light shot out!

"Take my Li-Fire Essence Shuttle!"

Song Lushan exerted all his power, and the Li-Fire Essence Shuttle turned into a jade-green poisonous snake piercing the Void Realm, its speed reaching the extreme, stabbing directly at Yu Lingshuang's heart!

His face was full of confidence.

"This shuttle contains a trace of Earth Lung Li-Fire Origin; once it erupts, its power is comparable to a full-strength strike of a Nascent Soul Perfection. Let's see how you take this!"

Yu Lingshuang's gaze condensed slightly. She suddenly held the Flowing Frost Sword vertically in front of her, sword tip pointing down, the sword body humming!

"Falling Snow!"

The cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Cold Abyss. With Yu Lingshuang as the center, an absolute icy Domain instantly expanded.

The Li-Fire Essence Shuttle, which was moving at extreme speed, fell into a ten-thousand-year mysterious ice quagmire, its speed dropping sharply! The scorching jade-green light on the surface of the shuttle fought fiercely with the icy Domain, sizzling and emitting billowing white steam.

"Slash!"

A subtle Sword Qi, arriving first despite being launched later, gently tapped on the tip of the shuttle!

Ding! With a crisp sound, the Li-Fire Essence Shuttle, which was enough to severely injure a Nascent Soul Late Stage, had its tip instantly covered in a thick layer of frost white!

The frost white spread, and the Li-Fire Essence Shuttle shattered inch by inch.

Pfft!

The secret treasure was forcibly broken, and Song Lushan, whose spirit was connected to it, suffered a heavy blow and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He staggered back a few steps, his face pale as paper, his eyes filled with horror and bewilderment as he looked at Yu Lingshuang.

Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer... only Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer! He was Nascent Soul, Ninth Layer, carrying the "Green Crown Immortal Art", holding demon-subduing heavy treasures, plus the Li-Fire Essence Shuttle... yet he still couldn't beat the opponent!

This gap could no longer be measured by Realm! This was the crushing of Dao and Law! If he couldn't even defeat a Nascent Soul, Fifth Layer from the Moonshadow Sect, how could he dominate the Qing State?

Song Lushan couldn't help but glance at Ling Hao, who was standing with his hands behind his back on the bow of the ship on the other side. The faint, playful arc at the corner of the other person's mouth was so mocking.

Once this person joined the battle, his defeat would be imminent. It was ridiculous that he had wanted to fight two at once.

Ling Hao stood at the bow, his black robes fluttering, watching the two battlefields below calmly.

Chi Shuying had unleashed her secret technique, suppressing Wu Chunhua until she was in a sorry state, bleeding at every step. Yu Lingshuang's sword light crisscrossed, forcing Song Lushan to exhaust all his Magic Treasures while still struggling, his Dao Heart already shaken.

This time, he had wanted to take action personally to end the battle quickly.

But both Shuying and Ling Shuang had politely expressed their attitude.

The Sect Master was the pinnacle of a Sect; if the Sect Master had to do everything himself, wouldn't it make them, as subordinates, seem too incompetent?

Moreover, for such trash, if the Sect Master took action, it would be... degrading.

Ling Hao's lips curled, a trace of a smile flashing in his eyes. Fine, since they had such spirit and strength, let them be.

This way, he could even save a Soul Transformation Dao Mark resonance.

On Mieyan Mountain,

"Is there any justice left? Is there any law left?"

"The Moonshadow Sect, with only two Nascent Soul True Lords, has actually suppressed the Nascent Soul Old Ancestors of the Tianhuo and Diyin Sects!"

"One Sect, three Nascent Souls! The Moonshadow Sect... this is about to soar into the sky!"

"What three Nascent Souls? Sect Master Ling is clearly a Spirit Severing True Venerable!"

"Spirit Severing? Even boasting has to..."

A Loose Cultivator retorted subconsciously, but after seeing who was speaking, he instantly stuttered, his tone becoming hesitant,

"Guan... Sect Master Jing?"

"Sect Master Jing, is this true?!"

The Sect Master of the third-grade Yongyue Sect nearby asked excitedly, his voice trembling.

Jing Hong stood before the crowd, hands behind his back, looking at the sky, his eyes locked on those two graceful figures suppressing their opponents, a trace of inscrutability on his face, and even more, a sense of vindication.

"That is natural! This Sect Master never lies!"

"Hiss—"

A collective gasp of cold air sounded around! When countless gazes were cast back at the black-robed figure on the bow, they were already filled with indescribable awe!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

A sharp shout rang out suddenly. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and it was the Sect Master of the Guanhuo Sect, a third-grade Sect affiliated with the Tianhuo Sect. His face was pale, his eyes flickering:

"Hmph, the Qing State hasn't produced a Spirit Severing True Venerable for hundreds of years! If he really were a Spirit Severing, how could he have been unknown and willing to lie dormant before?"

Once these words were spoken, a ripple of doubt arose in the surrounding crowd.

Jing Hong glanced at that person coldly, only letting out a disdainful snort from his nose:

"Hmph! Then... just wait and see."

In the air, Wu Chunhua was injured upon injury under Chi Shuying's fierce secret technique, her aura unstable. Song Lushan, having narrowly dodged a cold Sword Qi from Yu Lingshuang, roared in a disheveled manner:

"Xiaohua! Use the combined attack! Ring Body Binding, Dragon Snake Dance!"

This Ring Body Binding, Dragon Snake Dance was a secret technique they had cultivated together in their early years of deep affection; its power was peerless, but the conditions for execution were harsh.

It required their spiritual power to be extremely fused, their minds connected, and even... required their bodies to be closely pressed together, even cheeks touching, to induce the power of heaven and earth and achieve perfect resonance.

This was the only turning point Song Lushan could think of right now!

Wu Chunhua, who was staggering back, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, suddenly froze.

Seeing Wu Chunhua make no response, Song Lushan was both anxious and angry, forcibly twisting his body, rushing towards Wu Chunhua not far away, screaming hoarsely:

"Xiaohua! What are you thinking?! It's a life-and-death moment!"

"If you don't come over, we will definitely..."

Before Song Lushan finished his words, a sudden change occurred!

Wu Chunhua's face was gloomy, a flash of ruthlessness in her eyes.

She suddenly raised her hand, and that crimson long silk ribbon whipped fiercely towards Song Lushan, who was rushing towards her, without warning!

"Xiaohua, you...?"

Song Lushan's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief and shock. He never expected that at a life-and-death moment, Wu Chunhua would actually attack him.

Responding to him was not the tone Wu Chunhua was familiar with, but a low, rough male voice. The voice exploded like thunder over the entire battlefield.

"I can't do it!"