"Fellow Daoist Zhao Jinming, it must have been nearly a hundred years since we last t.
Back then, you and I were both still at the Enlightennt Realm level, preparing to break through to the Divine Realm."
In an antique courtyard, a fair-faced Daoist nun, with only a hint of age in her brows, smiled at the middle-aged cultivator opposite her as she spoke.
"Yes, at that ti we were both determined to break through to the Divine Realm by our own abilities. I rember Master Fengxia had ignited 562 acupoints, whereas I had only ignited 537.
But in the end, we had to accept reality and could only break through to the Divine Realm with the help of the Divine Pill."
Master Jin Ming said with a slight hint of helplessness.
"Thanks to Jiuhua Immortal Palace and your Zhao Clan winning a Divine Pill each in that competition for the twelve spots, otherwise, we would have aged and returned to dust."
Master Fengxia smiled gently, then asked with a hint of curiosity, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Jinming, what’s the reason you specifically requested my presence this ti?"
Zhao Jinming only smiled and said, "For tea. This Spirit Tea is a unique Third-Grade Spiritual Tea from our Wuu Kingdom Royal Academy. Its aftertaste lingers for a long ti, and I wouldn’t take it out for just anyone."
"I’ve had quite a few cups now, but you still haven’t ntioned the main matter..."
A trace of suspicion appeared on Master Fengxia’s face. Suddenly recalling sothing, she released her Divine Sense, and her face changed abruptly as she shouted sternly, "Zhao Jinming, I considered you a friend, but you’ve set up."
Imdiately, she pointed sharply at a distant spot.
Poof!
A faint Silencing Spirit Array ripple was quickly shattered.
Then her figure flickered and she disappeared imdiately.
"In the Jianghu, we often can’t help ourselves!"
Zhao Jinming’s expression was inscrutable as he took a sip of the Spirit Tea and sighed, "It’s cold!"
...
On the arena!
Fan Qingyu’s eyes were cold and silent. A bronze bell soared into the sky, expanding with the wind until it was several ters tall.
She pointed with her hand, and a beam of spirit light shot out.
Buzz!
Like a grand bell and drum, it shook the void.
Crackle, crackle...
Countless Spirit-devouring Gu wobbled under the vibration of the bronze bell, quickly stunned and scattered on the ground.
Even the Nine-Turns Heart-Piercing Gu were greatly affected by the sound waves, and their Speed was significantly reduced.
Then, the bronze bell covered them directly.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Nine-Turns Heart-Piercing Gu, incredibly fierce, frantically struck the bronze bell.
But with every strike, the bronze bell emitted intense vibrations, like a grand bell resounding for miles around.
After just a few strikes, the ferociously violent Nine-Turns Heart-Piercing Gu weakened and were temporarily trapped inside.
"Damn it!"
Zhuge Yu furiously charged forward, his Unity Spear spinning wildly, heading straight for Fan Qingyu.
Fan Qingyu remained expressionless. A Glazed Golden Lamp shot into the sky, floating above her head, the golden light shining through the glazed cover into a rainbow glow, enveloping her entirely.
Boom!
A thunderous noise echoed as the Unity Spear struck the rainbow glow, causing it to ripple before restoring itself instantly.
"Kill!"
Fan Qingyu’s eyes filled with killing intent. Her figure flickered like a phantom, getting close to Zhuge Yu. Her delicate hands, white as jade, ford a special finger seal with a flicker.
With a point of the finger, it was like a fairy guiding the way, and then a beam of Profound Light shot out directly.
"Not good!"
Zhuge Yu’s face changed drastically, and he retreated explosively while deploying layers of Defense Techniques.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The Profound Light broke through layers of defense. Even as Zhuge Yu dodged desperately, it struck his arm directly.
Poof~!
An arm turned to a mist of blood, flying away.
"Ah..."
Zhuge Yu scread in agony, his heart filled with fear.
"Jiuhua Immortal Point! This is the Jiuhua Immortal Palace’s exclusive Divine Technique, Jiuhua Immortal Point!"
"How is this possible? With her cultivation strength, how can she use a Divine Technique?"
"There’s only one possibility, an Innate Dao Body!
Only an Innate Dao Body, with naturally unique and thick Primordial Power, can support the consumption of Divine Techniques at the Mid-stage Enlightennt Realm level.
If so, the Weigu Divine Sect’s suspicion is correct. She indeed is a peerless genius, worthy of occupying a spot directly."
...
"Die!"
Fan Qingyu’s brows furrowed. She took another deep breath, her white jade-like fingers flickered, and another finger seal ford as Primordial Power surged.
"Stop!"
"Halt!"
Authoritative and deep voices exploded out.
Imdiately, several figures shot out from the crowd like lightning.
"Get back!"
"Do you truly think Jiuhua Immortal Palace has no one?"
At the sa ti, several Jiuhua Immortal Palace mbers, appearing well-prepared, swiftly intercepted those figures.
However, a few still broke through and rushed onto the arena.
These people, with fierce expressions and murderous intent, launched various attacks without hesitation.
Fan Qingyu ignored the external changes, her breath dim due to intense Primordial Power consumption, but her eyes were resolute and unwavering. She pointed out the finger seal.
Hiss!
A flash of profound light, like a laser beam, shot out.
Divine Technique! Jiuhua Immortal Point!
"No..."
Zhuge Yu scread in horror, but couldn’t stop the piercing Divine Technique.
Poof!
His head was completely penetrated.
Fallen!
Everyone’s heart shook.
No one expected to witness such a fierce battle before the official contest for the twelve spots, and a genius who could compete for one of the twelve spots had fallen.
"Senior sister, I’ve finally avenged you!"
Fan Qingyu muttered, her heart montarily in a daze.
But at that mont, the attacks of others also ca rushing towards Fan Qingyu.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several attacks slamd into the golden light of the Glazed Golden Lamp, causing a violent trembling sound.
As the golden light quickly dimd, Fan Qingyu was jolted awake.
Just as she was about to react, she saw a figure approaching swiftly like a phantom.
A sword light filled with Geng tal aura lightly trembled and then shot out rapidly.
"Geng tal Qi Sword!"
Buzzing!!
The void trembled, and the sword light flew forth.
"Gu God Sect’s Sect Leader disciple, Hua Feifan!"
Fan Qingyu’s figure explosively retreated, a hint of panic finally appearing in her cold eyes.
Not only because of the opponent’s late-stage Enlightennt Realm strength but also because this sword was a Divine Technique!
Sword Qi Divine Technique!
And she, having already perford two Divine Techniques in succession, had exhausted her Primordial Power and could hardly withstand such an attack.
In the distance, the Grand Elder, Second Elder, Fifth Elder, and Seventh Elder of Jiuhua Immortal Palace were all being held back by disciples of the Gu God Sect.
The only Divine Realm Powerhouse from the Barbarian Kingdom watching, had an indifferent expression, with no intention to intervene.
"Dying here is fine too, at least I avenged my senior sister..."
Fan Qingyu’s thoughts beca sowhat scattered at this mont, and a face suddenly flashed before her eyes in a daze.
She couldn’t help but laugh at herself; how could he possibly appear here?
They were, after all, people from two different worlds.
Suddenly, a spirit light shot out swiftly, like lightning, directly landing on the Geng tal Qi Sword.
Buzzing...
The Geng tal Sword Qi paused slightly, then lightly trembled and quickly broke through the obstruction, shooting out again.
But at this very mont, a huge, solid palm print had already crashed down, slamming hard onto the sword light.
Bang!
Under the vast and surging palm strike, the bright light of the Geng tal Sword Qi quickly dimd and then shattered violently like lting ice and snow.
Dispersed.
Divine Technique, broken?
"What’s going on? Hua Feifan’s Divine Technique was broken by soone, who is he?"
"This palm strike seems to be the Immortal Martial Hand Seal of the Wuu Kingdom Royal Family, could it be soone from the Zhao Clan?"
Countless people stared in amazent at the unfamiliar figure that suddenly appeared, their faces showing signs of shock.
To break a Divine Technique, even if Hua Feifan’s control was insufficient to display the true power of this Divine Technique, it was still not sothing an ordinary Cultivator could withstand.
In comparison, Bai Ziyue’s palm strike seed more like a Divine Technique, fierce and overwhelming.
Moreover, many recognized that this was precisely the Immortal Martial Hand Seal controlled by the Zhao Clan of the Wuu Kingdom, causing suspicions to rise.
"Is the Zhao Clan planning to break their agreent?"
Miao Changchun, the Grand Elder of the Gu God Sect, shouted harshly.
Everyone suddenly realized, could it be that the Zhao Clan of the Wuu Kingdom was also involved this ti?
...
At this critical mont, it was naturally Bai Ziyue who took action.
He would never watch Fan Qingyu perish in front of him.
"You..."
Fan Qingyu looked at the familiar figure before her, eyes filled with disbelief.
"Long ti no see!"
Bai Ziyue turned to her, smiling slightly.
"How did you... watch out!"
Fan Qingyu was speaking when her expression suddenly changed, quickly warning him.
"Die!"
Hua Feifan, whose sure-hit strike was broken, revealed a trace of ferocity on his face as countless insect shadows rushed out, and a black sword shot out like a lightning bolt.
Imdiately after, several other Cultivators of the Gu God Sect simultaneously perford the Burning Yuan Technique, pushing their strength and power to the extre, unleashing attacks far more powerful and fierce than before.
Not far away, the Nine-Turns Heart-Piercing Gu struggled persistently within the bronze bell. At this mont, it finally knocked over the bronze bell, broke free, and transford into a stream of light, quickly charging forward.
"Courting death!"
Bai Ziyue’s expression remained unchanged, raising his hand lightly. A massive palm print quickly condensed in the void.
This palm print was solid, vast, and powerful.
Slightly grinding, it swiftly descended, like a giant peak toppling, pressing everything.
Rumble!
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