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Chuxiong stood beside Hui Feng, his gaze a clear warning. Despite their envy, everyone quickly regained their composure.
Yajiangzi was fine; although it was a Celestial Artifact, it did not align with their sect's earth spirit techniques, so he was indifferent to this Extreme Treasure. He chuckled and immediately instructed his disciples to clean up the battlefield. However, Penglai New Luo was precisely focused on Water Attribute Techniques, making them extremely envious of this water-based Extreme Treasure. Yin Zezi and Yuan Zhenzi stared at the Azure Lotus Platform in Hui Feng's hand, growing more enamored by the moment. Yuan Zhenzi's mind raced, and he quickly began to court Hui Feng: "Nephew, you are currently alone; why not come to our New Luo? All our female disciples practice water techniques, making it a perfect fit for you. We sincerely invite you to join our New Luo Sect."
Yin Zezi hurriedly added, "Our Penglai Island has beautiful scenery. You must still be heartbroken over your master and fellow disciples, right? Why not come to our Penglai to relax..."
Before he could finish, Chuxiong shouted, "She is not going anywhere! She and her junior sister Yan Luo have already joined our Nine Li Sect. Now that the battle is over, we shall take our leave!" With that, he summoned Black Abyss and pulled Hui Feng onto it as they departed.
Yuan Zhenzi and Yin Zezi's faces turned extremely grim, but they could not express their anger. Yuan Zhenzi let out a huff from his nose but thought of their sect leader Chu Hongzi's extraordinary skills; the words turned into a long sigh instead. He bitterly remarked, "Forget it; they are just adding flowers to the brocade. How can we compare? Come on, Yin Zezi; we should focus on our own matters. By the way, where is Chonglingzi?"
Only then did they realize that not only was Chonglingzi missing, but all the disciples of Azure Sky Palace had also vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, deep within Taihu, a tremendous wave was rising. Yiyang and Bai Juzi led the Emei Kongtong disciples in attacking this place for two days and nights.
To avoid alarming mortals during this great battle, Kunlun had crafted four Mystic Spirit Nets, one of which was currently covering an area of a hundred miles above them. Nevertheless, the aftermath of the battle still leaked through the vast lake waters; waves rolled violently across Taihu, crashing against the shore with thunderous roars that could be heard dozens of miles away.
Countless beams of sword light rained down upon the Azure Spiral-like solitary island below. The circular Restrictions above the island were dimming increasingly like Dai Luo's light. After enduring for two days and nights, these Restrictions were visibly weakening and on the verge of being breached.
However, the Emei Kongtong disciples above were also struggling. The biggest issue was that the relentless downpour of attacks on the Restrictions below consumed too much spiritual power.
In Middle-Earth, there was no concept of Supreme Celestial Stone; no one had ever seen such a thing. Various types of Jade Essence were treasures capable of rapidly providing spiritual energy under these circumstances. However, Jade Essence was extremely rare and precious; typically only a few important disciples from the sect leader's lineage could obtain it. Most people relied on aged spiritual herbs or elixirs to replenish their spiritual energy while fighting. As for spiritual herbs, only Li Hong would distribute thousand-year-old spiritual herbs at market prices to his disciples; here in Emei Kongtong, any disciple possessing a five-hundred-year-old ginseng would already be celebrating. Thus, aside from a few individuals, most relied on various elixirs to restore their spiritual energy.
Now all elixirs allocated to the disciples had been exhausted; many were pale and swaying from exhaustion.
Yiyang sighed and began issuing orders for staggered breaks while pulling out his last stash of elixirs from his Cosmic Bag to distribute among the disciples.
With elixirs scarce, even common ones like Water Essence Pills or Fire Origin Pills were precious. Yiyang distributed some but kept a reserve for after the battle. Seeing the current situation, if he did not distribute elixirs soon, many disciples would fall before even facing the Demon Sect Monsters—this made his heart ache.
He sighed inwardly; he initially thought Xiao Rushi's Wave-Flow Palace would be easy to deal with but found it to be one of the toughest challenges! It was said that the other three Hidden Palaces were already cleaning up after battles while they had yet to break through the Restrictions—what an embarrassment!
Despite this, he needed to encourage morale: "Fellow cultivators, let's push harder! The formation will break soon!"
Half an hour later, as the disciples had exhausted the newly distributed Elixirs, Yiyang gritted his teeth and finally revealed his last trump card, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.
This pair of celestial swords was the treasure of Emei, even surpassing the Purple and Blue Four Swords. The Purple and Blue Four Swords were actually Superior Spirit Artifacts, and when combined, their power was comparable to that of Celestial Artifacts, which is why they were referred to as such; however, in reality, they did not reach the level of Celestial Artifacts. In contrast, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye were genuine Low-Level Celestial Artifact swords, representing the greatest secret of Emei and Yiyang.
Now, whether Yiyang wanted to or not, he knew it was time to use this pair of celestial swords.
Bai Juzi was greatly shocked, staring intently at the white and red swords radiating celestial energy above Yiyang's head. He casually remarked, "Brother, so Gan Jiang and Mo Ye are truly in your hands. Alas, it's a pity that we've known each other for over a hundred years, yet you have kept such a tight lid on it. You really managed to keep it from me."
Yiyang formed a sword gesture with his hand, nodded slightly at Bai Juzi with a solemn expression, and looked down at the Restrictions below, seemingly unwilling to engage in further conversation.
Bai Juzi felt a sudden gloom in his heart; little did he know that Yiyang was secretly lamenting deeply and could hardly speak!
As Gan Jiang and Mo Ye emerged together, Yiyang felt as if his Nascent Soul was being drained. His spiritual power surged like a tide into the celestial swords; in the blink of an eye, more than half of his spiritual power had been drawn out, yet the swords had yet to be activated, leaving him with a bitter taste in his mouth.
Finally, it was just about enough. Yiyang felt a wave of relief in his heart. He pointed with the sword gesture and shouted, "Go!"
Two streaks of lightning-like red and white light flashed by. The next moment, an explosion more intense than the sun erupted from the Restrictions below. Everyone felt their eardrums swell; moments later, a thunderous roar echoed like mountains collapsing and earth shattering. The Dai Luo enveloping the entire isolated island shattered like an eggshell, cracking open hundreds of black fissures before suddenly vanishing without a sound. The entire Wave-Flow Palace was instantly exposed like an egg stripped of its shell, fragile under Emei Kongtong's Under the Sword. Moreover, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye showed no signs of stopping as they flew straight into the island, striking directly at the Restrictions Control Formation at its center.
Another intense flash occurred as a mushroom cloud rose slowly. The Dai Luo seemed to split apart immediately; it crumbled into pieces that collapsed heavily into the surrounding lake.
Gan Jiang and Mo Ye displayed such divine might! Everyone was astonished.
A large number of Demons found themselves without any place to land and flew into chaos; no one wanted to fight anymore as they all fled outward.
Bai Juzi shouted loudly: "Leave none alive! Emei Kongtong disciples, charge!"
Countless colorful sword rains poured down from above, instantly killing half of the airborne Demons while the remaining ones scattered like flies.
"Everyone spread out! Pursue the Demon Sect Monsters within a hundred miles; let none escape!" Bai Juzi continued to shout.
The disciples of Emei Kongtong immediately took to their swords in pursuit.
Both factions entered the path of swordsmanship, each with their unique techniques and astonishing speed. The demons could only lament that their treasures were not good enough, fleeing rapidly. The disciples of Emei and Kongtong quickly scattered, getting further away with each chase. In the blink of an eye, only Bai Juzi and Yiyang remained in the air above the small island.
Yiyang hovered in mid-air, retracting Gan Jiang and Mo Ye above his head while pulling out a handful of Elixirs and swallowing them vigorously.
The two consecutive strikes earlier had nearly exhausted all his spiritual energy, leaving Yiyang fatigued with blurred vision, lacking even the strength to pursue his enemies. After consuming a large number of Elixirs, he intended to meditate and absorb their potency when suddenly a strong sense of danger surged through him. Before he could react, something struck him hard in the back.
His vision darkened, and his Nascent Soul nearly flew out of his body uncontrollably. With that single blow, Yiyang's meridians and bones shattered completely. Blood sprayed from him in all directions. He managed to turn his head, and the sight of his attacker was almost unbelievable.
"Bai Juzi! It’s you! Why do you want to kill me?!"
"Isn't that obvious? Once you're dead, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye will belong to me!" Bai Juzi sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. Without pausing for a moment, he unleashed another shadow that darted toward Yiyang's head.
Yiyang was unable to resist at all; with a crack, his head burst like a smashed watermelon, blood and brain matter splattering everywhere as Bai Juzi's Heavenly Seal crushed him.
Gan Jiang and Mo Ye let out a mournful cry; the spirit sword wished to protect its master. Bai Juzi was quick and ruthless, thrusting his palm like a knife into Yiyang's decapitated corpse. With a firm squeeze, Yiyang's Nascent Soul was crushed like a soap bubble. A swift pull turned the headless body into a mist of blood, completely obliterating it.
Yiyang's essence and spirit were annihilated.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Gan Jiang and Mo Ye buzzed loudly; the red and white sword lights merged as they attempted to escape. Just as they flew a short distance away, they suddenly collided with a small transparent Restriction. Bai Juzi caught up from behind, scooping up Gan Jiang and Mo Ye and placing them into a specially designed Box before tossing it into his Cosmic Bag. He casually retrieved the Restriction and reappeared above the shattered island.
Every action flowed seamlessly; Bai Juzi had clearly planned this all along. From the moment he saw Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, Yiyang had been part of his scheme.
Bai Juzi looked around to ensure no one was paying attention to him. A smile crept onto his face as he thought gleefully, "Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, from now on you will be the treasures of my Kongtong faction!"
Soon after, an Emei Elder hurriedly flew over and cupped his hands toward Bai Juzi, asking, "Excuse me, Sect Leader, have you seen our Sect Leader?"
Bai Juzi nonchalantly raised his hand to point: "He just went that way suddenly; I was about to check it out too. Let's go together." He immediately led these Emei Elders away while pretending to be concerned.
Meanwhile, Zhu Xue was hot on their trail.
The figure ahead, although dressed in the typical black hooded cloak of the Demon Sect, seemed particularly familiar to Zhu Xue from the very first glance. This familiarity compelled her to leave her three senior brothers behind and pursue this person relentlessly, running further and further away.
This individual was quite powerful, but their aura was chaotic, which made Zhu Xue feel increasingly calm as she chased after them.
If this person were uninjured, she would definitely not be their match; however, if they were severely wounded, they would be easy prey for her. Kunlun had already issued orders that rewards would be given based on merit after this battle. A major Demon leader must be worth a considerable amount of Spirit Elixirs, right?
The more Zhu Xue thought about it, the happier she became. The Purple Cloud Sword had already flown from beneath her feet, transforming into a streak of red light that shot straight toward the Demon’s back.
The person had no choice but to turn around, revealing a Crystal Light in their hand that barely managed to block the Purple Cloud Sword. Even this small action caused him to furrow his brow deeply and involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood.
Indeed, he was injured! Zhu Xue's spirits lifted, but when she clearly saw the person's face, she was taken aback. "It's you, Xiao Rushi!"
Xiao Rushi looked at Zhu Xue, his eyes gradually brightening. Although his complexion was pale, he remained strikingly handsome. A charming and seductive smile appeared on his lips. He was confident that no woman could resist this smile. "So it's you, Zhu Xue, the Fairy of Emei! I remember our fateful encounter years ago at Heavenly Grain. It has been many years since we last met, and you are still as beautiful as ever. Alas, I seem to have aged."
With a long sigh that echoed like warm breath from years past, it reached deep into Zhu Xue's heart.
Her face immediately turned crimson to the roots of her ears.
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