In midair, the Lord of the Four Seas wielded storms, winds, thunder, and lightning while shouting coldly, “Jade Fan, no more nonsense—let’s settle this with real power!”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke solemnly, “Jade Fan, no more words, let’s see the real deal in action!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan, with a body lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, it’s said you don’t like men but women, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals, who were only captivated by their beauty. However, the Xuan Nü and others watched with bated breath, yet with a sense of longing.
Amidst their banter, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true collision of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated and pulled, and Jade Fan, who was “dancing,” suddenly twisted her body, her hair cascading like a waterfall. Though she was at the peak of beauty and charm, a few strands of deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed not something that “demon dance” could withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot today, let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering on the brink in the fierce wind.
Almost at the same moment, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Tai Chi.
“Land into law, root into the earth!”
At Xuan Nü’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Stabilizing Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan fanned with all her might, but the result weighed heavily on her beautiful face, and she could no longer emit her charming laughter.
The battle in the void was at a stalemate, while on the ground, Xuan Nü’s delicate feet moved alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Sun Body recovering inside, the inheritor of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that chilled the soul.
“Bold Three, today Xuan Nü takes your life, hoping you reincarnate and start anew!”
“Spare him!” Before Xuan Nü’s sword light was fully drawn, the figure of the Mystic Fox flew swiftly. Though knowing it was undoubtedly a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique met the Mystic Fox’s secret art, brilliant sparks always collided in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me of before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh recklessly. Her tall, graceful body moved with elegance, and in one step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft immortal aura.
As the light appeared, several sounds of weapons falling to the ground were heard around. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act, and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
Xuan Nü’s simple, elegant black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ minds “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the coarser term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
In the sky, the two great beauties were competing with their magical treasures, while on the ground, the fates of immortals and demons were also in confrontation. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, Xuan Nü used her old method, and with a flick of her jade sword, it drew a brilliant trajectory, directly piercing towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox could not see where the truly fatal strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers, like blooming famous flowers, drew ten lightning bolts out of thin air, forming a thunderous net that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in Xuan Nü’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, but also lit up her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and the unique fate made Xuan Nü feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield, and the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden’s eyes instantly showed a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, hehe…” Qiao San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t help but laugh joyfully, because Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power wasn’t very strong, she now held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again, and he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectations. Even seeing the corpse of her sect’s young master and the ruffian covered in blood, her face showed no change. The usually heroic long-legged beauty had become even colder than Xuan Nü!
Her cold eyes slowly swept around the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed the deadly light directly at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off, because he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all you, you destroyed my happiness, destroyed everything of mine—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger, and in an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot out from Beigong Zhen’s eyes. Combined with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled only with killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a moment of lost reason, broke the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… it turns out that the happiness of having multiple wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as deep as the ocean’s needle, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge; Xuan Nü took a deep look at the unexpected helper, and the light of her jade sword immediately turned to attack the Mystic Fox; seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad, for me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark, and the long-legged beauty, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, indeed paused. A flash of endless pain crossed her brow, and she then screamed almost hysterically, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, never let my child have a demon father, I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
Their words drifted back and forth, incomprehensible to ordinary eyes who could only be mesmerized by their beauty. However, Xuan Nu and the others watched with tense hearts, yet unable to suppress a sense of admiration.
With laughter and conversation, the skies changed hues; with a mere flick of their sleeves, winds rolled and clouds surged. This was the true clash of power.
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke gravely, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see what you’re made of!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan’s demonic form, lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical assault, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, they say you prefer women over men, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their banter floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were merely entranced by their beauty, while the Xuan Nü and others watched with bated breath, yet also with a sense of longing.
Amidst their laughter, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds stirred—this was the true clash of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated, and Jade Fan, mid-dance, suddenly twisted her body, her hair cascading like a waterfall. Though she was at the pinnacle of beauty and allure, a few strands of her deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed beyond what “demonic dance” could withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s so hot today, let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering on the brink in the fierce wind.
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move swiftly, forming a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Taiji circle in the blink of an eye.
“Land and form the law, take root in the earth!”
At Xuan Nü’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Calming Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan gave a forceful wave of her fan, but the result weighed heavily on her countenance, and she could no longer muster her charming laughter.
While the battle in the sky remained deadlocked, Xuan Nü on the ground moved her slender feet alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking down at the Ten Suns Body recovering within, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that sent shivers through the soul.
“Bold Three, today Xuan Nü takes your life, hoping you will be reincarnated and start anew!”
“Spare him!” Xuan Nü’s sword light was halfway out of its sheath when the figure of the Mystic Fox arrived in haste. Though knowing it was a suicidal move, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me of before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh wantonly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance, and in a single step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft, immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons hitting the ground could be heard around them. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
Xuan Nü’s simple, elegant black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ hearts “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their magical treasures, while the fates of immortals and demons on the ground were also locked in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, Xuan Nü resorted to her old method. She retracted her soul magic, and her jade sword traced a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting at her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox could not see where the truly deadly strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers blossomed like famous flowers, and with a flick of her fingertips, ten bolts of lightning suddenly appeared, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal form.
A long sigh echoed in Xuan Nü’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, yet also brightened her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and this unique fate made Xuan Nü feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield, and the Purple Mansion Saintess instantly sensed an ominous premonition.
“Zhen’er, heh, heh…” Qiao San, still unable to move freely, let out an uncontrollable laugh, for Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power was not very strong, she now held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again, and such good fortune certainly warranted his hearty laughter!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectation. Even when she saw the corpse of her sect’s young master and the bloodstained rogue, her face showed no change. The usually heroic and spirited long-legged beauty had become even colder than Xuan Nü!
Her cold eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow and nocked the Shadowless Arrow. The deadly light was aimed directly at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off, for he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all you, you ruined my happiness, you ruined everything—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger, and in an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot from Beigong Zhen’s eyes. Combined with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled with nothing but killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a fit of madness, broke the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… it seems that the happiness of having multiple wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as the depths of the sea—no one can guess or understand it!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge. Xuan Nü took a deep look at her unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately followed up with an attack on the Mystic Fox. Seeing the dire situation, Qiao San hurriedly called out, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad, for my sake, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark, and the clear-headed long-legged beauty indeed paused. A flash of endless pain crossed her brow, and she then let out a near-hysterical scream, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, I will never let our child have a demon father, I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke with a solemn voice, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see what you’re really made of!”
“Giggle, giggle…” The Jade Fan, lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, they say you don’t like men but women. Giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were only captivated by their beauty. However, the Mystic Maiden and others watched with bated breath, yet with a sense of longing.
Amidst their banter, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true clash of power.
As the clouds surged and ebbed, the Jade Fan, mid-dance, suddenly twisted her body. Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, stunningly beautiful and enchanting, but a few strands of deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to subtly change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed beyond the “demon dance” to withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened up and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot. Let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering in the fierce wind.
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they formed a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Tai Chi circle.
“Land as law, take root in the earth!”
At the Mystic Maiden’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground. Hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Stabilizing Pill suspended in mid-air.
The Jade Fan Princess exerted all her strength, but the result weighed heavily on her, and she could no longer muster her charming laughter.
The aerial battle remained deadlocked, while the Mystic Maiden on the ground moved her delicate feet alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Suns Body recovering within, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that sent shivers down the spine.
“Bold Three, today the Mystic Maiden takes your life, hoping you will be reborn and start anew!”
“Spare him!” Before the Mystic Maiden’s sword light could fully unsheathe, the figure of the Mystic Fox swiftly arrived. Though knowing it was a suicidal move, Twelve, in desperation, leaped into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the same as before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh recklessly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance, and in one step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also exuded a gentle immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons hitting the ground echoed around. Those with weaker magic instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act, and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
The Mystic Maiden’s simple, elegant black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ spirits “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He’s my man, I have to save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and Twelve’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. The Mystic Fox deliberately used the coarser term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their magical treasures, while the fates of immortals and demons on the ground were also locked in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, with illusory light enveloping the vast space.
The Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were once again evenly matched. With a thought, the Mystic Maiden resorted to her old method. Her soul magic gathered, and her jade sword traced a brilliant trajectory, directly piercing towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but Twelve couldn’t see where the truly fatal strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox wasn’t waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers, like blooming flowers, flicked, and ten bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in the Mystic Maiden’s heart. Twelve’s performance made her heart sink, but also lit up her eyes. A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and the unique fate made the Mystic Maiden feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision brewed, another female figure approached the battlefield. The Purple Mansion Saintess’s eyes instantly showed a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, heh, heh…” San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t suppress his laughter, for Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magic wasn’t particularly strong, she now held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once more. Such good fortune, he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectation. Even seeing the corpse of her sect’s young master and the ruffian covered in blood, her face showed no change. The usually heroic long-legged beauty had become even colder than the Mystic Maiden!
Her cold eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed the deadly light directly at—Twelve!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” San’s voice trailed off, for he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—Twelve?!
“Fox demon, it’s all your fault. You ruined my happiness, ruined everything—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger. In an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot from Beigong Zhen’s eyes, and with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled only with killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill all the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a fit of madness, broke the balance of the scene and shattered San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… It seems that the bliss of having multiple wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the ocean, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing Twelve to dodge. The Mystic Maiden took a deep look at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately turned towards the Mystic Fox. Seeing the situation turn dire, San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad. For me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark. The long-legged beauty, clear in her grievances, indeed paused. A flash of endless pain crossed her brow, and she then screamed almost hysterically, “My lord, I will never let you become a demon, never let our child have a demon father. I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
“Whoosh—”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke with a firm voice, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see what you’re made of!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan, whose demonic form was lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, it’s said you prefer women over men, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were only captivated by their beauty, while the Mystic Maiden and others watched with bated breath, yet with a sense of longing.
As they bantered, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true clash of powers.
The clouds in the sky surged and pulled, and Jade Fan, who was “dancing,” suddenly twisted her body, her hair cascading like a waterfall. Though she was at the peak of beauty and charm, a few strands of her deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed not something “demonic dance” could withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot, let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, swaying in the fierce wind!
Almost at the same moment, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly, forming a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Taiji circle in the blink of an eye.
“Land into law, take root in the earth!”
At the Mystic Maiden’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Calming Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan fanned with all her might, but the result weighed heavily on her, and she could no longer muster her charming laughter.
The battle in the sky was at a stalemate, while on the ground, the Mystic Maiden’s delicate feet moved alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Suns Body recovering inside, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that sent shivers down the spine.
“Bold Three, the Mystic Maiden takes your life today, hoping you reincarnate and start anew!”
“Spare him!” The Mystic Maiden’s sword was halfway out of its sheath when the figure of the Mystic Fox flew in. Though she knew it was a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the same as before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh recklessly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance, and in one step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons falling to the ground was heard around them. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act, and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
The Mystic Maiden’s plain black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ spirits “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He’s my man, I have to save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their magical treasures, while the fates of immortals and demons on the ground were also in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, the Mystic Maiden resorted to her old method. She retracted her soul magic, and her jade sword traced a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox couldn’t see where the truly fatal strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers bloomed like famous flowers, and with a flick of her fingertips, ten bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal form.
A long sigh echoed in the Mystic Maiden’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, but also lit up her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and the unique fate made the Mystic Maiden feel the joy of meeting her match.
The second collision was still brewing when another female figure approached the battlefield. The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion instantly had a bad premonition.
“Zhen’er, hehe…” Qiao San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t help but laugh with joy, because Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power wasn’t very strong, she now held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again. With such good fortune, he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectations. Even when she saw the corpse of her sect’s young master and the bloodstained rogue, there was no change in her expression. The usually heroic long-legged beauty had become even colder than the Mystic Maiden!
Her cold eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed the deadly light at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off as he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all you, you ruined my happiness, ruined everything—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger. In an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred burst from Beigong Zhen’s eyes, and with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled with nothing but killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a fit of madness, left the bowstring. Beigong Zhen, whose magical power had greatly increased, disrupted the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… It turns out that the happiness of having two wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the sea, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge. The Mystic Maiden took a deep look at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately turned to attack the Mystic Fox. Seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad, for me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark. The long-legged beauty, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, indeed paused. A flash of endless pain passed through her brows, and she then almost hysterically roared, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, never let my child have a demon father, I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke with a solemn voice, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see the real skill in action!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan, whose demonic form was lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, it’s said you prefer women over men, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were only captivated by their beauty, while the Mystic Maiden and others watched with tense hearts, yet also with a sense of longing.
Amidst their laughter, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true collision of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated and pulled, and Jade Fan, who was “dancing,” suddenly twisted her body, her hair cascading like a waterfall. Though she was at the peak of beauty and charm, a few strands of deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed beyond what “demonic dance” could withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot, let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering on the brink in the fierce wind.
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly, forming a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Tai Chi in the blink of an eye.
“Land to form the law, enter the earth to take root!”
At the Mystic Maiden’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Calming Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan fanned with all her might, but the result weighed heavily on her, and she could no longer muster her charming laughter.
The aerial battle remained deadlocked, while the Mystic Maiden on the ground moved her slender feet alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Suns Body recovering inside, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that chilled the soul.
“Bold Three, the Mystic Maiden takes your life today, hoping you will be reincarnated and start anew!”
“Spare him!” The Mystic Maiden’s sword light was halfway out of its sheath when the figure of the Mystic Fox swiftly arrived. Though knowing it was undoubtedly a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me of before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh wantonly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance, and in one step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons falling to the ground was heard around. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act, and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
The Mystic Maiden’s plain black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ hearts “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their treasures, while the fates of immortals and demons on the ground were also in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, the Mystic Maiden used her old method, her soul magic retracting, and her jade sword drew a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox could not see where the truly deadly strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers, like blooming famous flowers, drew in the air, and ten lightning bolts suddenly appeared, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in the Pure Maiden’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, yet also brightened her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and this unique fate made the Pure Maiden feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield, and the Purple Mansion Saintess’s eyes instantly showed a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, heh, heh…” Qiao San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t help but laugh joyfully, for Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power wasn’t very strong, she now held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again, and such good fortune certainly deserved his hearty laughter!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectations. Even seeing the corpse of her sect’s young master and the scoundrel covered in blood, her face showed no change. The usually heroic long-legged beauty had become even colder than the Mystic Maiden!
Her cold eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed the deadly light directly at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off, for he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all you, you destroyed my happiness, destroyed everything of mine—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger, and in an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot from Beigong Zhen’s eyes. Combined with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled only with killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a fit of madness, broke the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… It turns out that the happiness of having two wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the sea, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge. The Mystic Maiden took a deep look at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately followed suit, attacking the Mystic Fox. Seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad, for me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark, and the long-legged beauty, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, indeed paused. A flash of endless pain crossed her brow, and she then screamed almost hysterically, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, never let our child have a demon father, I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke in a solemn voice, “Jade Fan, no more words, let’s see the truth in action!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan, whose demonic form was lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, it’s said you don’t like men but women, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals, who were only captivated by their beauty. However, the celestial maidens and others watched with tense hearts, yet with a sense of longing.
Amidst their laughter, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds stirred. This was the true collision of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated, and Jade Fan, who was “dancing,” suddenly twisted her body. Her beautiful hair cascaded like a waterfall, reaching the pinnacle of beauty and charm. However, a few strands of deep blue hair fell, causing the face of the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to change subtly.
In terms of magical power, she was still slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed something that “demonic dance” couldn’t withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot today. Let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering in the strong wind.
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move swiftly. In the blink of an eye, they formed a mysterious array in the shape of the Taiji symbol.
“Land to form the law, enter the earth to take root!”
At the command of the celestial maiden, the feet of the cultivators immediately sank a foot into the ground. Hundreds of magical lights converged, forming a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Calming Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan exerted all her strength with a single fan, but the result weighed heavily on her, and she could no longer emit her charming laughter.
The battle in the void remained deadlocked, while on the ground, the celestial maiden’s delicate feet moved alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Suns Body recovering inside, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that sent shivers down the spine.
“Bold Three, today the celestial maiden takes your life, hoping you will be reincarnated and start anew!”
“Spare him!” The celestial maiden’s sword light was halfway out of its sheath when the figure of the Mystic Fox swiftly arrived. Knowing full well that this was undoubtedly a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me from before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh wantonly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance. In a single step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft, immortal aura.
As the light appeared, several sounds of weapons falling to the ground were heard around. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act and that weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
The celestial maiden’s simple, elegant black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ hearts “cooled,” and they once again firmly grasped their magical weapons.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their treasures, while the fates of the immortals and demons on the ground were also in confrontation. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and the illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, the celestial maiden used her old method, retracting her soul’s immortal technique. Her jade sword drew a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox couldn’t see where the truly fatal strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers were like blooming famous flowers. With a flick of her fingertips, ten bolts of lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in the celestial maiden’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, but also lit up her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her. The unique fate made the celestial maiden feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield. The Purple Palace Saintess’s eyes instantly showed a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, hehe…” Qiao San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t help but laugh with joy because Beigong Zhen had returned. Although the long-legged beauty’s magical power wasn’t very strong, at this moment, she held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again. With such good fortune, he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness that was far beyond expectations. Even when she saw the corpse of her sect’s young master and the bloodstains on the rogue’s body, there was no change in her expression. The once heroic and spirited long-legged beauty had become even colder than the celestial maiden!
Her cold eyes slowly swept around the crowd, and Beigong Zhen finally drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed the deadly light directly at—Twelfth Sister!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off as he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—Twelfth Sister?!
“Fox demon, it’s all your fault. You ruined my happiness, you ruined everything—” Her cold exterior finally burned with anger. In an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred burst forth from Beigong Zhen’s eyes, combined with her innate aversion to demons and evil spirits. Her heart was now filled with nothing but killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill all the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a moment of lost reason, broke the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… It turns out that the happiness of having two wives is truly hard to enjoy. Indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as the depths of the sea, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing Twelfth Sister to dodge. The celestial maiden deeply glanced at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately turned towards the Mystic Fox. Seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad. For me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark. The long-legged beauty, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, indeed paused. An endless pain flashed across her brow, and she then almost hysterically screamed, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon. I will never let our child have a demon father. I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
At Xuan Nu’s command, all cultivators sank a foot into the ground. Hundreds of beams of magical light converged into one mighty column that shot straight up, striking the Wind-Sealing Pill suspended in the air.
Jade Fan swung her fan with all her might, but her expression turned grave—she could no longer laugh with coquettish charm.
The aerial battle remained locked in stalemate, while above the ground, Xuan Nu gently stepped forward, gliding silently toward a massive crater. Gazing at the Ten-Yang Body inside as it was recovering, the disciple of Su Nu calmly spoke once again, sending chills down people’s spines.
“Reckless San, today Xuan Nu shall take your life. May you be reborn and become a better person!”
“Stay your blade!” As Xuan Nu’s sword half-left its sheath, Xuan Hu’s figure darted in at full speed. Though she knew it was likely suicide, in desperation, she threw herself into danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” As Su Nu’s technique met Xuan Hu’s secret art, brilliant sparks erupted in the air.
“It is me—but no longer the same me!”
Xuan Hu did not laugh flirtatiously. Her tall, graceful figure moved elegantly. With one step, boundless mists swirled around her, exuding a gentle aura of immortality.
In an instant, the surrounding area echoed with the sound of weapons dropping. Those with weaker cultivation instantly felt overwhelmed with compassion, suddenly seeing killing as cruel and weapons as hideous.
“You cannot save him!”
Xuan Nu’s plain black robe fluttered in the breeze. Like an icy mountain, expressionless and unadorned, her cold voice spread like a spring’s chill. The cultivators’ hearts turned cold, and their grips on their magical weapons tightened once more.
“He is my man. Even if I can’t save him, I must try!”
The swirling mists pulsed like living things. Twelve’s jade-like breasts flickered in and out of sight. Xuan Hu intentionally used the crude term “man,” her wild, burning passion beginning to melt Su Nu’s icy exterior.
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke with a stern voice, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see what you’re truly made of!”
“Giggle, giggle…” Jade Fan, whose demonic form was lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical assault, all the while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, it’s said you prefer women over men, giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were merely captivated by their beauty, while the Xuan Nu and others watched with bated breath, yet also with a sense of longing.
As they bantered, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true clash of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated and pulled, and Jade Fan, who was “dancing,” suddenly twisted her body, her hair cascading like a waterfall. Though she was at the peak of beauty and allure, a few strands of her deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed something that “demonic dance” could not withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot, let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering on the edge in the fierce wind.
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Tai Chi.
“Land to form the law, enter the earth to take root!”
At Xuan Nu’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, directly illuminating the Wind-Stabilizing Pill suspended in mid-air.
Princess Jade Fan gave a forceful wave of her fan, but the result made her expression heavy, and she could no longer muster her charming laughter.
The battle in the void was at a stalemate, while on the ground, Xuan Nu’s delicate feet moved alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking down at the Ten Suns Body recovering within, the inheritor of the Su Nu once again spoke calmly, yet her words were enough to chill the soul.
“Bold Three, today Xuan Nu takes your life, may you reincarnate and start anew!”
“Spare him!” Xuan Nu’s sword light was halfway out of its sheath when the figure of the Mystic Fox flew in at high speed. Though she knew it was undoubtedly a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Su Nu’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks would always fly in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me of before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh wantonly; her tall, graceful figure moved with poise. In a single step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft, immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons falling to the ground could be heard around them. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act, and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
Xuan Nu’s simple, elegant black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Su Nu was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ hearts “cooled,” and they once again gripped their magical weapons with strength.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Su Nu’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their magical treasures, while on the ground, the fates of immortals and demons were also in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, and illusory light enveloped the vast space.
Once again, the Su Nu and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, the Su Nu resorted to her old method. She withdrew her soul’s immortal technique, and her jade sword traced a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox could not see where the truly fatal strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers, like blooming famous flowers, made a slight movement, and ten bolts of lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Su Nu’s pure immortal form.
A long sigh echoed in the Su Nu’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, yet also brightened her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and this unique fate made the Su Nu feel a sense of joy at meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield, and the Purple Mansion Saintess’s eyes instantly showed a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, heh, heh…” Qiao San, who still couldn’t move freely, couldn’t help but laugh with joy, for Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power wasn’t very strong, at this moment, she held the delicate balance of victory and defeat for both sides.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again. With such good fortune, he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness that was far beyond expectation. Even when she saw the corpse of her sect’s young master and the bloodstains on the rogue’s body, there was no change in her expression. The usually heroic and spirited long-legged beauty had become even colder than the Su Nu!
Her cold eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and finally, Beigong Zhen drew the Demon-Slaying Bow and nocked the Shadowless Arrow. The deadly light was aimed directly at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off, for he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all your fault, you ruined my happiness, you ruined everything—” Her cold exterior was finally burned by anger. In an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot out from Beigong Zhen’s eyes, combined with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled with only killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill all the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a moment of lost reason, broke the balance of the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… it turns out that the happiness of having two wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the ocean, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow shot through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge; Xuan Nu took a deep look at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately followed to attack the Mystic Fox; seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad, for my sake, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark, and the clear-minded long-legged beauty indeed paused, a flash of endless pain crossing her brow, then she nearly hysterically roared, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, I will never let my child have a demon father, I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
Su Nu and Xuan Hu remained evenly matched. Xuan Nu shifted tactics, withdrawing her soul magic. Her jade sword traced a dazzling arc, directly stabbing toward her ever-shifting opponent.
The tip of the sword vibrated with a mournful hum. It appeared slow and calm, yet Twelve could not discern where the fatal blow would land.
Eyes closed, Xuan Hu wasn’t waiting to die. Her slender fingers, like blooming flowers, traced a motion. Instantly, ten bolts of lightning tore through the air, forming a net of thunderous energy that engulfed Xuan Nu’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in Xuan Nu’s mind. Twelve’s counterattack sent a chill through her heart, yet also sparked a sudden excitement. In a flash, countless thoughts surged through her mind.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her strength. This unique fate stirred a rare joy in Xuan Nu—a feeling of finally meeting a worthy rival.
As the second clash brewed, another female figure approached the battlefield. The Holy Maiden of Purple Mansion immediately sensed impending doom.
“Zhen’er, ha ha…” Qiao San, still unable to move freely, couldn’t suppress a cry of joy, for Bei Gong Zhen had returned. Though her cultivation was not particularly strong, at this moment, she held the delicate balance between victory and defeat.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn the tide once again. With such fortune, he certainly deserved to laugh heartily!
Bei Gong Zhen’s expression was calm—eerily calm. Even upon seeing the corpse of her sect’s young master and the blood-stained rogue, her face showed no reaction. The usually spirited beauty now seemed even colder than Xuan Nu!
Her icy gaze swept slowly over everyone before finally settling. Then, she drew the Demon-Slaying Bow, nocked the Shadowless Arrow, and aimed its deadly glow—straight at Twelve!
“Zhen’er, you’re mistaken! You…” Qiao San’s voice abruptly cut off as he saw no confusion in Bei Gong Zhen’s eyes—only cold cruelty.
She was actually going to kill—Twelve?!
“Whoosh—” The arrow of madness flew. Bei Gong Zhen, her cultivation greatly enhanced, shattered the balance of the battlefield—and Qiao San’s sweet dream!
Ah… It seemed that enjoying the blessings of multiple lovers was never easy. It seemed women’s hearts were indeed as unfathomable as the ocean’s depths—impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow tore through the air. Twelve had no choice but to dodge. Xuan Nu shot a sharp glance at this unexpected ally and immediately redirected her swordlight toward Xuan Hu. As the situation turned dire, Qiao San shouted desperately, “Zhen’er, stop this madness! For me, for our child, please stop!”
In mid-air, the Lord of the Four Seas, while manipulating wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, spoke in a solemn voice, “Jade Fan, enough talk, let’s see what you’re made of!”
“Giggle, giggle…” The Jade Fan, lighter than a swallow and softer than silk, danced gracefully. Her moon-white dress stirred the clouds, blocking the Dragon Mother’s magical attacks, while she taunted, “Dragon Mother, they say you don’t like men but women. Giggle… Am I not beautiful?!”
Their words floated back and forth, incomprehensible to mortals who were only captivated by their beauty, while the Mystic Maiden and others watched with bated breath, yet also with a sense of longing.
As they laughed and talked, the heavens and earth changed colors, and with a wave of their sleeves, the wind and clouds moved. This was the true collision of power.
The clouds in the sky undulated and pulled, and suddenly, the Jade Fan’s body twisted in mid-dance. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, reaching the pinnacle of beauty and charm, but a few strands of deep blue hair fell, causing the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons, Liu Chang, to silently change her expression.
In terms of magical power, she was slightly inferior. The Dragon Mother’s ruthless wind blades were indeed not something that “demon dance” could withstand. With a thought, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons straightened her posture and forced a cheerful laugh, “Giggle, giggle… Sister Dragon Mother, it’s too hot. Let me fan you, shall I?”
“Whoosh—”
As the white jade fan began to move, the vast imperial city trembled under the dark clouds, teetering on the edge of collapse in the fierce wind.
Almost at the same moment, hundreds of cultivators on the ground began to move rapidly, forming a mysterious array in the shape of a chaotic Taiji circle in the blink of an eye.
“Land as the law, take root in the earth!”
At the Mystic Maiden’s command, the cultivators’ feet sank a foot into the ground, and hundreds of magical lights converged into a powerful beam that shot into the sky, illuminating the Wind-Calming Pill suspended in mid-air.
The Jade Fan Princess exerted all her strength with a single fan, but the result made her expression heavy, and she could no longer muster a charming laugh.
The battle in the void was at a stalemate, while on the ground, the Mystic Maiden’s delicate feet moved alternately, “quietly” floating to the edge of a human-shaped crater. Looking at the Ten Suns Body recovering inside, the disciple of the Pure Maiden once again spoke words that sent shivers down the spine.
“Bold Three, today the Mystic Maiden takes your life, hoping you will be reincarnated and start anew!”
“Spare him!” The Mystic Maiden’s sword was only half-drawn when the figure of the Mystic Fox swiftly arrived. Though knowing it was undoubtedly a suicide mission, in her desperation, she threw herself into the danger without hesitation.
“It’s you again!” Whenever the Pure Maiden’s technique clashed with the Mystic Fox’s secret arts, brilliant sparks always flew in the void.
“It’s me, but not the me from before!”
The Mystic Fox did not laugh wantonly. Her tall, graceful figure moved with elegance, and in a single step, not only did the vast mist swirl around her, but she also emitted a soft immortal aura.
As the light appeared, the sound of several weapons hitting the ground was heard around them. Those with weaker magical power instantly became “compassionate,” feeling that killing was such a cruel act and weapons were such ugly things.
“You can’t save him!”
The Mystic Maiden’s simple black robe fluttered in the breeze. The iceberg was colorless, the Pure Maiden was unadorned, but her cold voice was like a clear spring overflowing. The cultivators’ hearts “cooled,” and they gripped their magical weapons tightly once more.
“He is my man, I must save him even if I can’t!”
The mist twisted like life itself, and the Mystic Fox’s exquisite jade breasts appeared and disappeared. She deliberately used the more vulgar term “man,” and her wild heat began to melt the Pure Maiden’s iceberg.
The two peerless beauties in the sky were competing with their treasures, while on the ground, the fates of immortals and demons were also in a standoff. For a moment, the imperial city of the mortal world became a battlefield for gods and demons, with illusory light enveloping the vast space.
Once again, the Pure Maiden and the Mystic Fox were evenly matched. With a thought, the Mystic Maiden resorted to her old method, withdrawing her soul magic, and her jade sword traced a brilliant trajectory, directly thrusting towards her ever-changing fated opponent.
The tip of the jade sword trembled and hummed, appearing slow and calm, but the Mystic Fox could not see where the truly deadly strike would come from.
Closing her eyes, the Mystic Fox was not waiting for death. Her slender, delicate fingers bloomed like famous flowers, and with a flick of her fingertips, ten bolts of lightning suddenly appeared, forming a net of thunder that enveloped the Pure Maiden’s pure immortal figure.
A long sigh echoed in the Mystic Maiden’s heart. The Mystic Fox’s performance made her heart sink, but also brightened her eyes. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Her opponent was now fully capable of matching her, and the unique fate made the Mystic Maiden feel the joy of meeting a worthy adversary.
As the second collision was brewing, another female figure approached the battlefield, and the Purple Mansion Saintess instantly felt a sense of foreboding.
“Zhen’er, heh, heh…” Qiao San, still unable to move freely, couldn’t suppress his laughter, for Beigong Zhen had returned. Though the long-legged beauty’s magical power was not very strong, at this moment, she held the balance of victory and defeat between the two sides in a most subtle way.
Qiao San was about to miraculously turn danger into safety once again. With such good fortune, he certainly had the right to laugh heartily!
Beigong Zhen’s expression was calm—a calmness far beyond expectations. Even when she saw the corpse of her sect’s young master and the ruffian covered in blood, there was no change in her expression. The usually heroic and spirited long-legged beauty had become even colder than the Mystic Maiden!
Her cold eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and finally, Beigong Zhen drew the Demon-Slaying Bow and nocked the Shadowless Arrow. The deadly light was aimed directly at—the Mystic Fox!
“Zhen’er, you’re wrong! You…” Qiao San’s voice trailed off, for he saw no confusion in Beigong Zhen’s eyes, only coldness.
She actually wanted to kill—the Mystic Fox?!
“Fox demon, it’s all you. You destroyed my happiness, destroyed everything of mine—” Her cold exterior was finally burned by anger. In an instant, the flames of jealousy and hatred shot out from Beigong Zhen’s eyes, and coupled with her innate aversion to demons, her heart was now filled with nothing but killing intent!
Kill, kill, kill the demons and monsters!
“Whoosh—” The Shadowless Arrow, fired in a fit of madness, left the bowstring. Beigong Zhen, with her greatly enhanced magical power, broke the balance on the scene and shattered Qiao San’s beautiful dream!
Alas… it turns out that the happiness of having two wives is truly hard to enjoy, and indeed, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the ocean, impossible to guess or understand!
The divine arrow pierced through the air, forcing the Mystic Fox to dodge. The Mystic Maiden took a deep look at the unexpected ally, and the light of her jade sword immediately followed up with an attack on the Mystic Fox. Seeing the situation was critical, Qiao San hurriedly shouted, “Zhen’er, don’t go mad. For me, for our child, stop!”
The man’s words hit the mark. The long-legged beauty, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, indeed paused. A flash of endless pain crossed her brow, and then she roared almost hysterically, “Qiao Lang, I will never let you become a demon, never let my child have a demon father. I will kill the fox demon who harmed you! Kill—”
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