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The moonlight was desolate, and the stars seemed to tremble.
At this moment, Wang Chuyi's eyes gleamed with a cold light as he cast a spell, which glowed like the fire of Luminous in the pitch-black night. Lin Lingsu moved swiftly, thrusting her Seven Star Sword directly at Wang Chuyi.
With a clear roar, the Azure Dragon on Wang Chuyi's shoulder entwined Lin Lingsu's long sword. Immediately after, the White Tiger's paw switched positions, sending Lin Lingsu several feet back. She quickly regained her footing, her long hair flying wildly, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and a blood mark on her cheek that looked particularly enchanting.
"Girl, get out of the way! If you ruin my plans, I'll make your soul scatter!" Wang Chuyi shouted harshly. At this moment, he continued to perform incantations, and dark Evil Energy began to converge from all directions, forming a Yin Qi Swirl at the center of this commotion. Standing on the Seven Stars, Wang Chuyi felt an invisible connection to the hidden forces beneath him. Suddenly, a deep roar erupted from underground, as if a vengeful spirit that had been trapped for centuries was finally releasing its pent-up grievances.
Wang Chuyi's face lit up with joy as he murmured, "Did you hear that? Did you hear it? I'm coming to save you." He moved more urgently now, his seven beasts protecting him like hellish warriors.
The wind carried the Evil Energy, stirring Lin Lingsu's clothes as she shouted loudly, "Wang Chuyi, you great demon! I will never let your wicked scheme succeed!"
With that, Lin Lingsu stepped forward repeatedly while chanting an incantation. Her long sword danced in the air as she called out, "Mengmeng, assist me!"
Suddenly, a tall and valiant Divine General appeared in the sky, illuminating the surroundings with golden light as if it were broad daylight.
Wang Chuyi paused for a moment and exclaimed in frustration, "Lin Lingsu, are you truly willing to risk your life?"
"You are defying fate and attempting to awaken the Yin Spirit that has slept underground for a hundred years. Humanity will face great calamity! If I, Lin Lingsu, do not stop you with all my might today, am I still human?"
Wang Chuyi nodded grimly and said coldly, "Very well. Do not blame me for being merciless!" He began chanting again. Lin Lingsu immediately felt intense pain and broke into a sweat but held herself steady. Suddenly, she turned her sword towards her abdomen and coldly laughed, "Just a mere toad; I can deal with it." With that, she prepared to plunge the sword into her own belly.
Wang Chuyi's incantation abruptly halted as he stomped his foot in frustration and muttered, "You... sigh..."
Before Wang Chuyi could finish, Lin Lingsu transformed into a beam of light and charged directly at him. The Seven Days of Mourning beast stirred in response, and Lin Lingsu feigned a strike with her sword, shouting, "Mengmeng, now is the time!"
With a thunderous crash, the Golden Armored Deity brought down the Six Harmonies Seal without warning. Wang Chuyi dodged just in time, but the Evil Energy he had gathered was shattered by the impact of the Six Harmonies Seal, scattering into nothingness.
Wang Chuyi's face turned ashen with anger as he shouted, "Lin Lingsu, do you know what I am doing this for? You, you dare!"
With a series of hissing sounds, Lin Lingsu conjured three more swords that sliced through the air. In his fury, Wang Chuyi was caught off guard, losing a piece of his clothing to the attack. "Girl, you have truly angered me!" he exclaimed as he formed a hand seal, summoning seven beasts above him. With another gesture, a blue dragon surged forth like a rainbow bridge towards Lin Lingsu.
"Strike!" The Six Harmonies Seal came crashing down again, sending dust flying. Wang Chuyi realized that Lin Lingsu was not to be underestimated; if he continued to engage her in battle, he might miss an important moment. Without hesitation, he summoned the white tiger Horan, which leaped forward with a roar, creating a whirlwind that sent leaves spiraling down from the trees.
"Wind from the Tiger," Lin Lingsu declared as she formed hand seals. In the midst of the raging wind, her figure flickered in and out of sight as she shouted, "Watch how I use Wind Escape!"
Suddenly, a fierce wind erupted behind her, conjuring a Starving Tiger that lunged at Wang Chuyi's white tiger. The two beasts clashed and entangled each other, with Lin Lingsu's Tiger Escape quickly gaining the upper hand.
Wang Chuyi shouted, "I never expected that Ning Suwen would share the Fengyun Nine Escape so freely with you. No wonder you were able to kill him."
Lin Lingsu coldly replied, "What does it matter whether it was shared or not? Wang Chuyi, this Fengyun Nine Escape was prepared specifically for you. Get ready to receive it. Mengmeng!"
The Six Harmonies Seal came crashing down once more. Wang Chuyi retreated hastily, unwilling to face its sharp edge as his recently gathered Evil Energy was once again dispersed.
Wang Chuyi shouted defiantly, "Lin Lingsu, don't force my hand!"
"And what if I do?" Lin Lingsu's eyes burned red like a vengeful goddess. With her Seven Star Sword shimmering with light and the Golden Armored Deity protecting her, she advanced with the Starving Tiger ready to pounce—unyielding and fierce.
Wang Chuyi clenched his hands into a decisive gesture and shouted, "Lin Lingsu, do you not know that those who practice Qimen Dunjia are often driven mad? Your willpower is insufficient; how can you truly approach and break through Tai Chi String, perceive the balance of yin and yang, and navigate the sea of confusion in Myriad Laws and Thousand Gates? You are young and reckless, lacking wisdom. The deeper you cultivate, the more chaotic your mind becomes! If you do not put down the Butcher's Knife and turn back, you will inevitably fall into madness."
Lin Lingsu laughed wildly at his words. "Wang Chuyi, are you afraid of the powers of my Qimen Dunjia? Very well, let me show you what Cloud Escape truly is!" With that, Lin Lingsu formed a new hand gesture, and instantly, clouds and mist swirled around the mountain peak. As he changed his hand signs, a Four-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared behind him. Wang Chuyi's heart jolted as he paled and said, "The Four-Clawed Dragon—your speed of cultivation is increasing rapidly, but so is the backlash."
Lin Lingsu stepped into Madam San Nai's stance, guiding the Four-Clawed Golden Dragon swiftly toward Wang Chuyi. Wang Chuyi summoned the Seven Days of Mourning beasts in response; nine beasts roared as they tangled in mid-air, their claws clashing like dazzling fireworks amidst the clouds, creating countless golden sparks. The sounds grew more urgent and dense, the piercing cries constantly stimulating both combatants' ears. At that moment, Wang Chuyi found it impossible to concentrate fully on his spells; Lin Lingsu was no longer the same as before. The essence of Fengyun Nine Escape from Dragon Tiger Mountain's Qimen Dunjia had evidently been mastered by her—it was no longer something Wang Chuyi could easily defeat.
Moreover, facing Lin Lingsu, he could not unleash his full power.
"Mengmeng, kill this old beast!" Lin Lingsu shouted sweetly. In the air, the Golden Armored Deity swung the Six Harmonies Seal mercilessly toward Wang Chuyi. He dodged desperately, but each strike of the Six Harmonies Seal created a pit over a meter deep, wreaking havoc on Wang Chuyi's Gathering of Yin formation. The Evil Energy he had gathered began to leak out continuously, and the earth energy started to dissipate. Panic surged within Wang Chuyi as he looked up anxiously; if even a ray of sunlight broke through now, his situation would be ruined.
What to do? Wang Chuyi felt conflicted and hesitated to make a decision.
Suddenly, a foul odor filled the air, causing both Lin Lingsu and Wang Chuyi to frown simultaneously. A red shadow rushed in from afar, growing faster as it approached until it suddenly appeared beside them, brushing past Lin Lingsu.
"Lin Lingsu, Lin Lingsu," a voice filled with resentment echoed from this red shadow, as if it carried centuries of grievances.
"It's you! You really didn't die!"
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