The voice was low yet very clear.
It was unmistakably a woman’s voice.
Perhaps it was the sedint of years that made the voice sound a bit strange, unlike that of an old woman who had lived for a long ti.
The three of them looked over at the sa ti.
Below that pavilion, it resembled a pitch-black maw.
As soon as the voice faded.
A snow-white figure sprang out.
Whoosh!
The white figure hung in the air and slowly descended.
Finally, with a light tap of her toes on the pavilion, she landed on top.
White clothes, white shoes, white hair... what was surprising, however, was her facial features resembled those of an eighteen-year-old girl, pale and cold.
Her slender figure, combined with her snow-white sleeves and outfit, the spotless aura of an immortal, made the atmosphere around them grow tense and oppressive.
Indeed, a mysterious and powerful being resided within the Nine Layers Hall.
But...
Why did she look so young!?
If not for the white hair, who would believe this was a woman who had lived for God knows how many years?
The three of them dared not speak.
For they felt an ice-cold and oppressive Extre Yin energy emanating from her.
Her gaze swept across the room.
Fine features that betrayed a trace of displeasure—
"Who is it that disturbs my peaceful cultivation?"
At this mont, Mo Chengkong took a step forward and, with a cupped fist salute, said, "I did not know that a senior was here, deeply imrsed in cultivation. I apologize for the disturbance... I will leave imdiately!"
After speaking, he turned to leave.
But who would have thought—
This fairy-like woman suddenly snorted coldly, with a flick of her wrist.
Her sleeve swept over like a long snake.
Mo Chengkong imdiately tapped into his Primordial Qi, summoning Gang Qi to resist.
"Still trying to resist?"
Whoosh!
The cloth wrapped around, with a swift sound, it constricted his neck.
The Gang Qi was instantly shattered!
Mo Chengkong was lifted into the air.
Boom!
He was slamd down, and the ground cratered beneath him!
Mo Chengkong didn’t gather Gang Qi for protection and was flung down, vomiting blood.
Fang Yu was inwardly shocked.
With just one move, she had defeated Mo Chengkong, who was an Innate cultivator.
How strong was she then?
If that was the case, then they might be facing great danger. Being the strongest of the Lu Family, if she found out so many had died, would she seek revenge for them?
Cough cough.
Cough cough cough...
Mo Chengkong’s face was ashen as he continually clutched at his chest.
"I know my mistake! I implore the senior to forgive ! It truly was not my intention to intrude into the Nine Layers Hall!" Mo Chengkong, even after being struck, still crawled up to kneel and beg for rcy.
"Considering the difficulty of your cultivation journey, I will demote you three levels in Martial Arts! Go back and cultivate anew!" The woman suddenly spoke again.
The cloth flew out!
Thump!
It struck directly upon Mo Chengkong’s chest.
He was sent flying backward, a surge of Primordial Qi spewed out with his blood.
Mo Chengkong’s complexion turned ghastly, struggling to get up... He was resentful at heart, being demoted three levels in Martial Arts in one stroke, which was tantamount to negating nearly a decade of his efforts!
Yet he was helpless!
As long as Qingshan remains, one need not worry about the lack of firewood!
"Thank you, senior, for showing rcy!"
With both hands clasped in a fist, he turned and dove into the darkness, hurriedly rushing towards the direction of the stairs.
...
Watching the injured Mo Chengkong leave, Chen Daotian felt it was a pity. However, being demoted three levels in Martial Arts, he feared that Innate would drop directly to the Seventh Layer Heaven.
He wouldn’t dare to co out and cause trouble for others in the future.
...
Following that, the woman’s gaze fell upon Fang Yu, who was nearest to her.
Her eyes were cold. Then a trace of confusion flickered across them.
"Hmm? Not an Innate Cultivator?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu showed no fear and said, "Indeed, I am not a Cultivator."
Looking at Fang Yu’s expression, the woman stated indifferently:
"You are the sa... disturbing my peaceful cultivation, I shall cripple your Third Layer of Martial Arts!"
As she spoke, her flowing sleeve cut through the night sky, rolling towards Fang Yu.
Fang Yu’s brow furrowed.
He had diligently cultivated to this day, and had finally achieved Gang Qi, entering a new realm of rebirth. How could he let her cripple him so easily?
Primordial Burst!
"Red Gold Dragon! Aid !"
Aow—
A golden dragon roared towards the heavens!
Circling in the sky.
The moonlight suddenly paled in comparison.
The white cloth was imdiately scattered by the Golden Dragon, retreating again and again!
"Is this possible?" Fang Yu could not understand at all!
Her ability to defeat Mo Chengkong with ease indicated her extraordinary strength. But unexpectedly, the Red Gold Dragon had such miraculous effects.
Even Chen Daotian, who witnessed this scene, was dumbstruck.
In front of the Eighth Layer Hall, he had been healing and expelling poison, and it seed he had also heard a dragon’s roar, never expecting it to be real!
...
Seeing that the Red Gold Dragon had thwarted her attack and flown back into Fang Yu’s body,
Shock replaced her delicate features.
After the shock, her beautiful eyes beca excited, thrilled... almost to the point of brimming with tears.
Just as Fang Yu felt unable to comprehend—
She lightly tapped her toes and descended gracefully.
Striding forward—
Fang Yu thought she was about to unleash her fury and was prepared to retreat.
But at that mont, she ca before Fang Yu, knelt on one knee, and with her hands folded said, "Xie Daoyun, pays respect to the Dragon Emperor!"
Upon hearing this.
Fang Yu stood there, stunned. His heart was in turmoil.
Dragon Emperor?
This turn of events had caught him off guard.
Even Chen Daotian’s jaw dropped, what the... such a formidable character, kneeling before Brother Yu? Could it be a case of mistaken identity?
But Fang Yu, who had been through many crises in the Martial Arts world, managed to remain composed in the face of various dangers.
"Your na is Xie Daoyun?"
"I did not know that Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor was present... I beg for your forgiveness!" Xie Daoyun’s voice was gentle, very sincere.
With her stunning strength, it was impossible for her to lie.
Fang Yu had a premonition that this involved many secrets that needed to be unraveled one by one.
He swallowed, and with a calm voice said, "I have many questions... I will ask, and you will answer."
"Yes," Xie Daoyun did not dare raise her head, her gaze fixed on the ground.
"The rumor is that the guardian of the Ninth Layer Hall is the strongest of the Lu Family. Is that you?" Fang Yu asked.
Xie Daoyun hesitated for a mont, almost spoke, then held back, her emotions showing slight fluctuations, as if summoning the courage, and said, "It is I..."
"You’re not from the Lu Family?" Fang Yu asked, puzzled.
"I have never been part of the Lu Family. A thousand years ago, the Lu Family built this hall to thank for saving their lives... and I have been cultivating peacefully here ever since." Xie Daoyun said.
A thousand years!
Fang Yu was astonished.
This beautiful woman, seemingly in the pri of her youth, had been in existence for a thousand years!
Suppressing his excitent, Fang Yu asked again, "I’ll ask you another question. Why do you call the Dragon Emperor?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Daoyun’s delicate expression showed a hint of pain, and she was imdiately covered in a cold sweat...
But still, she said excitedly:
"That Golden Dragon... cannot be fake... The Dragon Emperor of ancient tis, a peerless genius, fought across Jiuzhou to calm the great chaos of the world, leading the Five Great Divine Palaces. He unfortunately perished... I am not mistaken, I am most certainly not mistaken. You, you are the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor!"
Reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor?
Fang Yu’s brow furrowed tightly. His entire being was shaken!
All of this was too unbelievable!
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