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Li Xiaonan stared at the slightly swaying green snake tail, momentarily speechless, thinking to himself: What the hell! You are Zhao Lingshan, not Zhao Ling'er!
What is up with that tail? Is it a snake demon? Don’t tell me you’re a descendant of Nuwa!
Zhao Lingshan sneered, “Li Xiaonan, are you surprised? Even though you have crippled my cultivation, here I stand before you unharmed.”
Damn! That’s not the point! Shouldn’t you explain why you have a snake tail?
Are you human or demon?
Seeing Li Xiaonan gaping in silence, Zhao Lingshan chuckled lightly, “I am a descendant of the divine race, Nuwa! Although your cultivation is not weak, you still cannot kill me! All that was destroyed was a single scale of my serpent form!”
Zhao Lingshan was indeed a unique flower in this celestial realm; her true form had been hidden at the bottom of a pool known as Nuwa Cold Pool, quietly cultivating.
Her serpent scales had transformed into myriad forms, and what Li Xiaonan encountered before was merely one of her manifestations.
Li Xiaonan couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.
So Nuwa really exists! But…
Having a snake tail makes you a descendant of Nuwa? You could also be Bai Suzhen! Or maybe just a snake lunatic!
Zhao Lingshan immediately sensed the disrespect in Li Xiaonan's eyes and coldly snorted, “You dare to look down on me! Today, I will take your life here! Everyone, listen up! Except for the young master, kill everyone else without mercy!”
With a wave of her right hand, a serpent-shaped sword appeared in her grasp, and her entire demeanor seemed to change.
An indistinct aura of divinity enveloped her, and Li Xiaonan suppressed all his frivolous thoughts, his expression growing increasingly stern.
Even if one is a descendant of the divine, they are not a true god!
True gods have long transcended this realm; why would they remain here to engage in petty schemes with mortals?
Hmph! I shall fight you and see whether I, a Demigod, am more formidable than you, a descendant of the divine!
As for the command issued by Zhao Lingshan earlier, Li Xiaonan was not worried at all. With Chen Yaojin below, the overwhelming advantage was self-evident; it was just that he might need to repair the Cloud Sky Pavilion once more later.
Li Xiaonan bit his lower lip and suddenly shot into the sky, scattering numerous clouds.
Zhao Lingshan followed closely behind, the fierce wind tearing at her long skirt, making it flutter loudly.
Lu Nishang wanted to stop the two, but at this moment, she was powerless to do so. In fact, no one in the entire Cloud Sky Pavilion could intervene!
The battle between a Demigod and a descendant of the divine was not something mere mortals could interfere with.
Li Xiaonan's body trembled as Spirit Armor enveloped him. He still held the Carefree Fan in his hand, yet it seemed as if he commanded the stars themselves.
Zhao Lingshan let out a cold snort and said, "If you were to obediently listen and only cherish Lu Nishang, I would even acknowledge you as my son-in-law. Unfortunately, you are truly too oblivious! You have entangled yourself with so many women; such heartlessness deserves punishment!"
Li Xiaonan sneered, "I am heartless? How can that compare to you? At least I have given my true heart! What about you? Do you still remember Lu Xiaofeng from the Underworld?"
There was no hint of guilt on Zhao Lingshan's face as she coldly replied, "That was his own doing; he has no one to blame but himself!"
Li Xiaonan furrowed his brow in surprise and was about to ask when Zhao Lingshan's Spirit Serpent Sword lunged at him.
It was just a single strike, an incredibly simple sword attack, yet Li Xiaonan felt an immense pressure.
This pressure did not come from heaven and earth; it felt as if a giant hand from another dimension had reached out.
The world seemed to shrink, becoming incredibly small and fragile.
Li Xiaonan bit his lip in anger, channeling all the power of the Divine Tree and the Demigod into the Carefree Fan.
“Ding!”
When the blade clashed with the fan's ribs, it merely produced a light hum, as if that strike was hardly worth mentioning.
However, the grip of Li Xiaonan on the Carefree Fan caused pain to shoot through his hand, making his entire body tremble involuntarily.
Zhao Lingshan sneered, “Are you afraid? This is the real me; even the Dragon Clan must respect me!”
Li Xiaonan furrowed his brows tighter upon hearing this. He thought to himself: It seems Mo Li passed the position of the Yellow Dragon Clan leader to the Yellow Emperor largely due to this woman’s interference!
A descendant of the divine race? Indeed formidable.
He tightened his grip on the Carefree Fan and silently vowed: Carefree, we have fought side by side for a long time! This battle can only be won, not lost!
Absolutely cannot lose!
The desperate desire for victory made the Inner Demon within Li Xiaonan throb continuously, his icy white eyes replacing his black pupils.
Seeing this, Zhao Lingshan laughed heartily, “Hahaha! An Inner Demon? You actually have an Inner Demon; I see your realm is nothing impressive!”
Li Xiaonan smirked slightly and replied, “Is that so? Indeed my realm may not be enough, but eliminating you is more than sufficient!”
Having recognized his Inner Demon, Li Xiaonan had long been able to fully control his consciousness, regardless of whether the Inner Demon was present or not.
In other words, while the appearance of the Inner Demon resembled a state of frenzy, it did not affect his awareness or thinking.
Li Xiaonan unfurled the Carefree Fan, sending a dark arc of light hurtling toward Zhao Lingshan.
This seemingly simple fan strike was tinged with specks of silver starlight and golden hues.
With just this one sweep, it contained all the rules of heaven and earth—neither right nor wrong, neither good nor evil, only the endless dominance under the laws of nature!
Zhao Lingshan couldn't help but be startled. She quickly positioned her Spirit Serpent Sword across her chest.
The thick azure serpent tail danced, unleashing two wind scythes aimed at Li Xiaonan.
"Ha!" The latter chuckled lightly, flicking her wrist as the Carefree Fan flipped up and down, sending out two identical wind scythes in response.
"Bang! Bang!"
The thick white clouds in the sky were blown apart, leaving behind a clear expanse.
At last, the arc of light collided with Zhao Lingshan's Spirit Serpent Sword, causing her to be sent flying backward for several dozen meters.
She snorted coldly, "You are merely controlled by your Inner Demon, which has inflated your power. This is not the true you; you will ultimately be destroyed by your own Inner Demon!"
"That will only happen after you are dead!" Li Xiaonan shouted fiercely, her eyes glinting with an icy coldness.
The Carefree Fan continuously unleashed blades of light, all derived from the Martial Soul Technique's Exorcism Eighteen Strikes.
There was not a single gap between the blades of light, catching Zhao Lingshan off guard.
Even though she managed to block the first strike, she could not fend off the second.
Her desperate sweep with the wind scythe was thwarted by the golden light emanating from the Spirit Armor!
Not even Li Xiaonan's body had been touched!
She cursed inwardly, Damn it! I didn't expect this kid to be so difficult to deal with! It seems I can only shed my skin and escape!
Zhao Lingshan thought this way and pretended to be defeated, falling to the ground after being struck by the light blade.
Li Xiaonan glanced over, feeling relieved that only a bit of grass was crushed and nothing had hit his loft!
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he plunged downward, his white eyes turning back into black ones once more.
Only someone as peculiar as Li Xiaonan could use Inner Demon as a trump card.
Zhao Lingshan retracted her serpent tail and weakly said, "You’re impressive! But it doesn’t matter; your women should all be dead! This is the consequence of opposing me!"
"Bah!" Li Xiaonan sneered, "Open your snake eyes and see clearly, who’s dead right now! Is it your people or mine?"
Zhao Lingshan stared blankly into the distance, realizing that the hundreds of Celestial Beings she had brought were all corpses.
And all of this was naturally thanks to the Azure Emperor, or more precisely, thanks to Chen Yaojin.
He led thousands of immortals and swiftly wiped out the one hundred and eight people Zhao Lingshan had brought, with all their Immortal Infants devoured by Chen Yaojin.
Chen Yaojin licked his lips, his face twisted with malice. "Heh heh! Empress Huang, don’t blame me for being ruthless; if these people don’t die, my Sisters will suffer!"
Zhao Lingshan exclaimed in shock, "Azure Emperor, why are you doing this?"
Chen Yaojin smiled sheepishly. "Sorry to deceive you; I’m not the Azure Emperor. My name is Chen Yaojin, and Li Xiaonan is my boss!"
"This... how is this possible?" Zhao Lingshan had originally planned to buy time for the Azure Emperor and others to completely destroy everyone Li Xiaonan cared about, especially those women of his.
She had never thought about completely destroying Li Xiaonan. After all, if she did that, her relationship with Lu Nishang would come to an end.
But Zhao Lingshan never expected that everything she had done was merely to make a wedding dress for someone else!
The time she had fought and delayed against Li Xiaonan had actually led to her being schemed against by the Azure Emperor!
And now this person still wouldn’t admit to being the Azure Emperor! What on earth was going on?
Li Xiaonan slowly walked up behind Chen Yaojin, patted his shoulder, and smiled at Zhao Lingshan, saying, “The Azure Emperor has long been killed by me! This is my little brother! The Cloud Sky Pavilion was left to me by my elder brother, and I founded the Phoenix Nine Heavens later! Also, Lu Ni Chang has already married me and become mine. Here! They are all my people!”
As his words fell, thousands of immortals floated in the air, their cultivation levels varying, yet all wore solemn and indifferent expressions as they stared at Zhao Lingshan.
“Haha! Good! Very good! Truly formidable youth! If you had been born a hundred years earlier, perhaps I would have placed the ambition of becoming a god upon you. What a pity now! What a pity! Hahaha!”
Zhao Lingshan suddenly burst into wild laughter.
Chen Yaojin scratched his nose, puzzled, and said, “Has this woman gone mad?”
Li Xiaonan shook his head. “Maybe it’s just her mental illness acting up.”
“Boss, should we kill her?”
“She is your Lu Ni Chang's mother-in-law and the wife of the Demon Emperor. Do you think we can just kill her?”
Chen Yaojin chuckled awkwardly. “Forget I asked.”
Zhao Lingshan slowly stood up and looked at Lu Nishang with sorrowful eyes. “This path is one you chose for yourself; I hope you won’t regret it!”
Lu Nishang’s eyes brimmed with tears as she replied, “I won’t regret it! Never! I love Brother Xiaonan! I will be happy!”
Zhao Lingshan let out a light laugh, lowering her head as she said, "Love? What a cheap and fragile thing! Happiness? I have used every means to obtain all of this, yet I have never experienced happiness. And you say you will be happy? Hahaha!"
Suddenly, she burst into wild laughter again, her body slowly spinning upwards.
Then she fell silent, softly saying, "Lu Ni Chang, you are ultimately my daughter. I wish for your happiness, but unfortunately, I will not be able to see it..."
"Mother!"
With Lu Nishang's piercing cry, Zhao Lingshan's body suddenly exploded.
Li Xiaonan stood there with his mouth half-open, muttering to himself, "How is this possible? How could this crazy woman self-destruct! Damn it! She's really a lunatic!"
The sky filled with azure mist slowly dispersed. Although Li Xiaonan was utterly confused, he believed that Zhao Lingshan was dead beyond any doubt.
"Hmph! Where do you think you're going?" A monkey wielding a golden staff suddenly appeared in the air, stirring up the mass of Azure Mist violently.
Li Xiaonan stood there in a daze, wondering: What kind of show is this? Is Sun Wukong fighting a demon?
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