Mo Huajian and the maid, Xiaoyu, stared blankly at Fang Yu on the battlefield, puzzled as to why he was taking off his clothes.
The two of them hadn’t spoken for a long ti.
They were both cultivators... but after this night, their energy and will were exhausted beyond tolerance.
Fortunately, Daoist Saint Mo Huajian and Xiaoyu had far higher cultivation levels than others, so they didn’t feel tired, only worried and confused.
"Miss, is he really courting death?" Xiaoyu kept pinching her fingers, her palms sweaty.
Mo Huajian glanced at her and said:
"Weren’t you the one who always looked down on him?"
"Miss... are you teasing again? I’m just helping you judge n!"
"Speaking nonsense again..."
"I’m not talking nonsense... I just think... although this guy is a bit annoying, at least he counts as a man." Xiaoyu said.
"Hmm? If Xiaoyu’s opinion of soone changes, it ans he must have so skills. Tell , why do you think this way?" Mo Huajian asked intently.
Xiaoyu stepped forward, sighed, and said:
"Miss, hasn’t it been thousands of years since we left the Flower Domain? We’ve seen all sorts of n in this world. Whether it’s emperors of ages past, eminent ministerial advisers, or school teachers... they’re all ordinary people, possessing a gallant deanor but not a surpassingly broad vision, an ambition to conquer the world but lacking the wisdom for great governance... if it’s not this failing, it’s that failing. There are many excellent n among them, but they’re always in a different world from you, Miss. So n even want to use your cultivation to rule the world, with so going so far as wanting to freeload off you! I despise such n... So... even though this Fang Yu is annoying, he’s at least stood up. The only bad thing is... his taste is terrible."
"Terrible taste?"
"Exactly... I think he should have fallen in love with you, Miss, as soon as he saw you! Instead, he boasts all day and even wants to take you as his disciple! Pfft..."
"..."
In the end, it circled back to the beginning.
This made Mo Huajian sowhat embarrassed.
She stopped asking questions and turned her gaze to the battlefield.
Her mind was also calculating whether to intervene.
Perhaps sensing Mo Huajian’s intentions, Xiaoyu grabbed her arm and said: "Don’t have any funny ideas, this man doesn’t even see you, it’s not worth paying such a huge price."
"..."
...
If even Daoist Saint Mo Huajian was so concerned, what about other cultivators?
The tension on the battlefield was mounting.
Only then did they realize how terrifying and powerful Ye Wenjun was as the Divine Hall Master of Tiandu Mountain’s Ice Divine Temple.
Under Ye Wenjun’s maintenance, the protective shield continued to protect the three of them from harm.
But—
The giant skeleton approached step by step.
Although it was moving slowly, its overwhelming power had already brought trendous pressure.
The surrounding skeletons intertwined endlessly, constantly crashing into the shield.
Bang, bang, bang!
Bang, bang, bang!
Like a great king leading his descendants, desperately attacking!
Fang Yu exhaled deeply and turned his head: "Wenjun, take Clan Leader Jiang and retreat!"
"No! What about you?" Ye Wenjun flatly refused.
Once Ye Wenjun left, it would an Fang Yu would lose the shield’s protection.
Although Ye Wenjun was in the Full Saint Realm, and Fang Yu was in the Void Saint Realm, Fang Yu had been fighting all night and was already exhausted.
"Trust ..." Fang Yu said.
Upon hearing these three words.
Ye Wenjun was inexplicably moved. How could she not trust Fang Yu? She just disliked him facing battles and dangers alone.
Cultivation is difficult enough, why push each other to the edge?
"Alright..."
Reluctantly, Ye Wenjun said this, in order not to hold him back, "Rember, this is the last ti!"
After she said this.
Ye Wenjun turned and went to Jiang Hongxiu’s side.
Wanting to take Jiang Hongxiu away.
But Jiang Hongxiu was so shrewd, she raised her staff and said: "Miss Ye, the Zen Stick is too heavy, can you hold it for ?"
"Of course!"
Just as Ye Wenjun took the Zen Stick, she suddenly felt a great force coming from the front—
Jiang Hongxiu said deeply: "Universal Salvation! Go—"
Ye Wenjun widened her eyes, feeling her whole body’s strength being bound by this strange and mysterious aura, and flew uncontrollably backward.
The aura was like a hydrogen balloon, carrying her across the vast Skeleton Sea, floating in the air, flying all the way into the dense forest path behind.
Jiang Hongxiu said: "Tell that my Zen Stick will be given to Xiaoxiao, and my mantle is all up to her!"
After saying this.
Jiang Hongxiu showed a satisfied smile.
Fang Yu was initially surprised but soon understood...
"Clan Leader Jiang, what are you—"
"Your Highness, no need to speak, act... I’m giving you my last bit of strength!"
Once Ye Wenjun left, the surrounding skeletons surged overwhelmingly forward.
Jiang Hongxiu hoarsely shouted, "Pure Land Mantra! Shield!"
"Burning Qi Sea!"
Fang Yu was startled, never expecting Clan Leader Jiang to directly choose to burn his Qi Sea!
"Clan Leader Jiang, you—"
"Your Highness, ti is precious, you know very well what burning the Qi Sea entails. If you want to live, then finish this quickly!"
Seeing Jiang Hongxiu’s unwavering gaze, and thinking of all the people behind him waiting, Fang Yu replied, "Alright!"
He wasted no more words, stomped hard on the ground, and shot into the air.
All eyes focused on Fang Yu.
At this mont, he was the protagonist of the world.
Fang Yu suddenly raised his hand, pressing one palm against his chest, and forced: "Millennium Secret Realm Energy, get out here!"
A golden light slowly rose from Fang Yu’s chest.
The mont it erged, Fang Yu felt his blood boiling, almost vomiting.
He forcefully suppressed it.
...
Seeing this, Mo Huajian frowned, exclaiming: "Holy Light! He’s using Holy Light!"
"Miss! How could he do this! What a bastard!"
Xiaoyu was furious, "He’s using Holy Light; how can we go back in the future! Bastard! Bastard! Scoundrel!"
Amid Xiaoyu’s curses.
Mo Huajian felt complicated.
She couldn’t bla Fang Yu, there was no way to bla him, nor should she... under such circumstances, anyone would make the sa choice!
...
How could Fang Yu know the so-called Millennium Secret Realm Energy was exactly what their Flower Domain needed, the Holy Light.
For Fang Yu, this energy had always been stored within him, unable to be consud, so he might as well use it sooner! Even if it ant risking his life!
The Holy Light appeared.
It shone brilliantly!
Like the sun!
Below, all the skeletons surged toward Jiang Hongxiu.
Feeling the ergence of Holy Light, Fang Yu forcibly channeled it into his ridians, and said deeply: "Dragon Roar Sword!"
Ti waited for no one, only swift action could resolve it.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Bang, bang, bang!
The protective shield cracked.
At this mont, Jiang Hongxiu, eyes blood-red, shouted: "Amplification Array, Ten Consecutive Strikes! Off I go!"
"Clan Leader Jiang!"
Ten lotus-shaped rays of light swiftly attacked, striking him.
Neither gain nor loss.
Coming empty, leaving empty.
In that instant, he seed to see the flow of air...
The sun rises and sets, spring, sumr, autumn, and winter.
The way of the Tao is natural, thus a Daoist Saint!
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