This axe was incomparably huge, its arm extrely long, the axe blade broad, covered with blood-colored patterns. Strands of bloody mist coiled around it as the aura of destruction erupted.
"Good, good!"
Shi Yan sneered coldly, the aura on her body surging as she urged the blood-colored axe, chopping straight down to kill.
Originally she was a woman, an incomparably beautiful woman, yet at this mont she burst out with a terrifying and domineering Power of Destruction.
Kill!
Lu Xuanji urged the Nine-Colored Divine Saber, the Divine Saber flickering as it slashed straight upward.
The two collided.
But at the mont of impact, the Nine-Colored Divine Saber rang out with a crisp sound and shattered on the spot.
Lu Xuanji's expression changed as he urged the Purple Mansion Order to counterattack.
They collided once again, but the Purple Mansion Order only let out a pleasant chi. His arm went numb, and it slipped out of his hand, drifting into the void.
The Purple Mansion Order flickered.
Shi Yan's steps flashed as she directly grabbed the Purple Mansion Order.
Her figure flickered and vanished.
"Pfft!"
Lu Xuanji spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura withering once more.
"That woman, she's sothing else! But in the end she's still a cut below!"
As he spoke, Lu Xuanji's figure flickered, arriving at the exit of the Secret Realm. With a flash, he left the Secret Realm.
...
Outside the Cave Mansion, two auras were colliding, violently clashing and tearing at each other.
The Undying Demon Monarch stood on the other side, a mighty Dao-rhy circulating through birth and death. The power of ti flowed, the aura of death circulated, and wave after wave of tyrannical force swept out in all directions. Opposite him, Ye Feixue stood there like a supre Fairy, her aura becoming ever more ethereal and imperceptible, as if she could ascend in a gust of wind at any ti.
Auras collided, Mysteries of the Great Dao clashed.
Countless Runes crossed and crashed into one another, mutually dissolving.
At the sa ti, their Divine Thoughts fought, probing for flaws in the enemy, seeking any weakness, while also obstructing the opponent's perception and twisting the Celestial Secret in the unseen.
Neither of them struck first; they confronted each other, testing and probing.
It was like the mont before a storm broke, as if in the very next instant there would be a downpour, a Thunder Strike, an ultimate blow.
At their Realm, one could say they were extrely powerful, yet also extrely fragile. Extrely powerful, because at their Realm they could at any mont erupt with overwhelming might, tearing everything apart with a wave of the hand, shattering all Techniques; yet at the sa ti extrely fragile, because they were affected by the guiding force of the Celestial Realm.
They could not use overly tyrannical power; once they exerted themselves too much, they would be directly forced into Ascension.
The Undying Demon Monarch said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any connections in the Immortal Realm?"
Ye Feixue said, "Speaking of connections, that does remind of those Immortal Kings. It's just a pity the Immortal Realm is in the midst of a great war. If you choose Ascension during war, you'll likely end up as cannon fodder; if you choose Ascension during a lull, it could instead bring great benefits."
The Undying Demon Monarch said, "I have a feeling I will obtain the Purple Mansion Order!"
Ye Feixue sneered. "Forget whether you can even get the Purple Mansion Order—say you did, could that frail body of yours withstand such great Creation?"
The Undying Demon Monarch said, "Haha, there's nothing one can't withstand. Man dies for wealth, birds die for food. If you don't dare to gamble, why would my true self bother descending to the Lower Realm? All these years I've been wasting ti in the Lower Realm, squandering countless years and even damaging my own foundation!"
Ye Feixue was about to say sothing mocking.
At that very mont, the void flickered and Shi Yan appeared directly, saying, "Father, I've obtained the Purple Mansion Order!"
As she spoke, she tossed the Token over.
The Undying Demon Monarch caught the Token and sensed it, then couldn't help but burst into loud laughter. "Fellow Daoist, in the end the Treasure is mine!"
"Fellow Daoist, I take my leave!"
The Undying Demon Monarch laughed as he urged a Secret Technique, and at once a pulling force of reception surged forth.
The Immortal Realm Gate opened wide; his body flickered and transford, and he directly ascended to the Immortal Realm.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feixue wanted to go forward and intercept.
But it was already too late.
It sounded slow, but it all happened in a flash.
Not only that, Shi Yan also laughed and directly urged a Secret Technique; the pulling force surged.
The Immortal Realm Gate opened once more, and she too ascended.
As if a sluice gate had been opened, the void flickered, the Immortal Realm Gate opened again and again, and the countless experts Feiyu World had accumulated over these years all broke their own restraints and turned into streaks of light, soaring into Ascension.
Roughly a dozen figures vanished.
At the sa ti, one Treasure after another, one Secret Realm after another, one Grotto Heaven after another, were all left behind in the Mortal World.
Under the constraints of the Immortal Realm's Laws, any Cultivator could only ascend bare-handed. The more they carried, the greater the pressure they had to endure. For the sake of so external possessions, to increase the danger of Tribulation Crossing and bring imnse risk—even death—to one's Ascension.
Not worth it!
Countless Cultivators ascended.
The situation shifted.
The Undying Demon Race disappeared, and the other seven great Saint Races also went into seclusion.
They had been on the verge of drawing swords, seemingly about to go to war.
Yet at this mont, because of the Undying Demon Monarch's Ascension and the Ascension of the other Cultivators, things unexpectedly cald down.
anwhile, the new Purple Mansion Realm, ford from the fusion of two Great Worlds, far surpassed the forr world in both size and resources; it could be called a supre paradise.
Swish!
At that mont, a streak of light flashed as Lu Xuanji flew out, saying with sha, "I'm sorry, I lost the Purple Mansion Order!"
Ye Feixue said, "Lost it, then it's lost. If I gain it, that's my fortune; if I lose it, that's my fate."
Lu Xuanji opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoxue… how have you been these years?"
Ye Feixue said, "Back then I thought I was doing very well, but thinking it over carefully, I realized I wasn't doing well at all. Back then I was just a small Cultivator. My cultivation was weak, and I fought and killed for a bit of resources, but I was !"
"But after awakening my past-life mories, the mories of my previous life poured into my soul, bewildering at all tis. I no longer knew who I was—was I that lofty Ice and Snow Immortal King, or the forr small Cultivator Ye Feixue?"
"And as more and more past-life mories awakened, the mories of this life began to dissolve into those of the previous life. My emotions gradually grew numb, and the mories belonging to the Ice and Snow Immortal King started to dominate everything, lting everything away. Perhaps after a while, Ye Feixue will completely disappear, leaving only the Ice and Snow Immortal King."
Speaking of the past and of recent events, Ye Feixue frowned slightly.
She felt ill at ease, feeling her emotions slip away.
Lu Xuanji said, "Why is it like this? Does awakening past-life mories an I'm no longer myself?"
Ye Feixue said, "You don't understand!"
Lu Xuanji said, "Xiaoxue…"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and hugged her.
Ye Feixue struggled slightly, wanting to resist, but a thought within her body reminded her to abandon resistance and choose to accept all of this.
Lu Xuanji said, "Xiaoxue, you know, I am soone reborn… In my previous life I ca from a planet called Earth. In that world there was no Magic, only technology. I was reborn into this world, inheriting the mories of my past life as well as the mories of this life, yet I am still ! There is no conflict of thoughts."
"In life there are countless 'selves': the self of kindness, the self of malice, the self of obsession. Accept each self—the kind self accepts the vile self, the obsessive self accepts the vile self. Only by understanding your true heart, not swayed by kindness, not swayed by malice, not swayed by obsession, can you comprehend your true self!"
"Right, this is for you!"
As he spoke, as if rembering sothing, Lu Xuanji took out another Purple Mansion Order and handed it over.
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