A bright moon hung in the sky like a round disk, illuminating the shattered mountain that no longer separated heaven and earth.
Hundreds of miles of mountains, under the influence of Si Xuanji's Moon Spirit magical power, turned into floating islands, and under the stirring of the Ice Dragon Spear in Sun Juehu's hand, turned into pieces of rubble.
"Red Moon!!! Hey--!!"
"Tsk– Seven Paths of the Moon!! Activate!!"
Boom--!!
Purple spiritual light fell like rain, turning everything within a hundred miles into dust, stirring up hurricanes and rolling mountains like waves.
… …
"Amitabha..."
On the top of the only intact mountain a thousand miles away, Grand Master Zhiming, who was meditating with his rosary, put his hands together and condensed his spiritual power into a giant hand that caught the mountain flying toward him, then threw it aside.
Rumble—
Zu Yuan held Zu Lingzhi and hid behind him, watching the two women fighting fiercely in the distant sky. He inexplicably felt a sense of awe for them in his heart.
He now had to admit that he had overestimated the relationship between Si Xuanji and Sun Juehu.
Zu Yuan had witnessed everything from the death of Sun Juehu's biological father and master at the hands of Si Xuanji, leading to Sun Juehu's hostility toward Si Xuanji for thousands of years.
Zu Yuan actually came here for fun, thinking that the two of them would just "compete", curse at each other, and attack and defend for ten moves or so.
Who would have expected that they were now so serious, and every move was aimed at killing each other?!
Neither Sun Juehu nor Si Xuanji were in their own territory, and there would be almost no mistakes in the battle between the Void Returning cultivators. Now, just a few hours after the start, the two of them had already torn apart hundreds of miles of the Eastern Region.
If the two really wanted to exhaust their spiritual power before stopping, the entire Eastern Region might be destroyed by them. Not to mention that all the immortal sects that entered the Eastern Region would definitely be affected by the aftermath of the two women's fight.
These two women were really scary...
Zu Yuan shuddered and hurriedly patted Grand Master Zhiming's shoulder, saying, "Zhiming, it's time to take action. If they continue to fight like this, there will be big problems. This has already damaged the spiritual veins of the Eastern Region..."
Grand Master Zhiming actually didn't want to come, and he didn't even want to participate in the attack on the Eastern Region this time. His only thought was to stay on his island, recite scriptures to those who prayed to Buddha, and study the Dharma by himself.
He stopped the rosary in his hand, let out a long breath, looked up at the two fighters thousands of miles away, and amplified his voice with his mind power. "Okay, okay... You two, what happened in the past is over, why do you have to fight and kill each other? In the end, you will both suffer. What's the point..."
Boom–!!!
The sound of spiritual light blasting mountains and rivers drowned his voice.
Neither Si Xuanji nor Sun Juehu even looked at him as they kept fighting unperturbed...
Seeing this, Grand Master Zhiming shook his head slightly and turned to look at Zu Yuan behind him, his shiny head whitened by the moonlight, as if to say: —I can't persuade them.
?
Zu Yuan's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at him expressionlessly. "Don't you want my thousand-year-old Spirit Flowers?"
Grand Master Zhiming shook his head and sighed, his face full of sorrow, then rubbed his rosary a few times. "I have tried my best..."
"Hey, hey, hey..." Zu Yuan rolled his eyes at him. "I will give you another ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Flower."
Grand Master Zhiming clasped his hands together and nodded. "Fine, then I will give it another try..."
"Prajnaparamita..."
Accompanied by a Buddhist mantra with hundreds of lines, golden light surged out of Grand Master Zhiming's body, and a huge golden Buddha with a thousand faces and a thousand hands appeared above his head.
The thousands of golden hands joined together, and the Buddha's faces, which seemed to be surprised, suspicious, happy, and sad, all looked at the two women fighting fiercely in the broken world.
Boom—
Two giant hands stretched out from the ground under Si Xuanji and Sun Juehu, grabbing them.
Si Xuanji's clothes were still as spotless as before, and the silk scarf on her shoulders revealed a five-color spiritual light under the moonlight. A hundred feet away from her, Sun Juehu was also unharmed.
The two looked at the Buddha's hands below them, and at the same time, they chose to turn their abilities and weapons.
Clang—
Boom—
The divine thunder summoned by the Moon Spirit's magical power penetrated the left palm of the Golden Buddha from top to bottom, turned it into golden light, and dissipated it in almost an instant.
The Black Ice Spear displayed the ice dragon's head, bent over and wrapped the Golden Buddha's right hand, then strangled it until it disappeared in smoke.
"Grandpa Baldy!!! Don't meddle in other people's business!!!"
The two female voices, one mature and one young, merged into one, and the sound was amplified to Grand Master Zhiming's ears thousands of miles away, making him choke and spit out blood.
"Cough—"
Zu Yuan took a deep breath and felt a little embarrassed.
He knew that as a formation cultivator, Grand Master Zhiming's strength in the Eastern Region was less than one-tenth of his full strength, but if he couldn’t persuade those two, who else in the world could?
Ye boy?
If Ye boy came to persuade them before the fight, there might be a chance.
But with the current situation, that brat's cultivation level was in the Nascent Soul stage, and he was afraid that before he could get close to the two, he might be shocked to death by the aftermath of their fight.
"Hiss—"
Zu Yuan clenched his fists and simply let go of his thoughts to protect Zu Lingzhi a little tighter.
Zu Lingzhi had long been frightened by the power of the two Void Returning cultivators and could not stand steadily. She shouted, "Grandfather!!! How..."
"Don't be afraid, I am here. The outcome of this fight is entirely up to Heaven's will." Zu Yuan sighed. "Baldy, don't worry about them, protect us."
"Alright..."
...
Boom—
About seven hundred miles to the north, on an isolated mountaintop.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came. Xiao Yunluo, who was setting up the formation here and was not paying attention, was blown off the ground by the wind and cried out in surprise. "Wow—!"
But before she was blown into the sky, two hands reached out and grabbed the two small dragon horns on Xiao Yunluo's forehead, pulling her down.
Feng Yu Die hurriedly took out a rope and tied her waist to Xiao Yunluo's, reminding her, "Sister Xiao, be careful. Send your spiritual energy into your feet..."
Gu Mingxin, who was standing by, pressed her feet on the ground, bent her knees, and hugged her chest while looking at the little dragon with a playful face.
She couldn't tease that Pei Lianxue, but this little dragon looked easy to tease...
"Hehe… Little dragon, look at you. Ye Anping has such a peculiar taste. He actually has a special liking for someone like you, short, flat, and weak... Is it because you are a dragon?"
Before she finished speaking, Xue'e, from above her head, waved a wooden sword and hit her on the forehead. "Mingxin! Control your temper! Be careful that Ye Anping will punish you severely!"
Xiao Yunluo frowned and couldn't refute for a while. She was just weaker, what could she do?
She also tried hard!
Anyway, it was okay as long as Ye Anping didn't despise her...
Xiao Tian also flew down and said to everyone, "Yu Die, don't get any closer. If you get any closer, there will be problems. This place... it should be fine."
"Okay!" Feng Yu Die nodded, took a deep breath, and sat cross-legged on the ground. "Sister Xiao, give your spiritual power to this black one."
"Ah... Oh oh!"
Gu Mingxin glanced at the two people behind her, then took out her master's heart from her collar, and held it up with spiritual power. She focused and poured her condensed energy into the heart.
At the same time, Xiao Tian and Xue'e each sat cross-legged, condensed their energy, and sent the spiritual energy of the Golden Dragon and Black Python to Gu Mingxin.
Gu Yu Yan's flesh and blood could activate the demonic formations in this land, but they were only Nascent Soul cultivators after all.
It's like there was an extremely heavy iron door. Although there was a key, it couldn't be pushed open without everyone's strength.
Ye Anping had told them before that even if they exhausted all their spiritual energy, they could only use Yu Yan's formations once at most.
So, this time they had to find the best opportunity.
That is, attack his testicles when he was not prepared.
Although Sun Juehu had no testicles...
"Ha..."
"Black, don't let me down."
"White, do you think I am you? Hmph—"
Gu Mingxin calmed down and looked far away, toward the back of the woman holding the spear seven hundred miles away...
… …
Boom—!!
The Dragon Spear swung gracefully, summoning the ice dragon and hitting Si Xuanji's body-protecting spiritual shield, pushing her to a height of ten thousand feet.
Si Xuanji leaned against her full moon, gritted her teeth slightly, and turned her hand, holding up a yin-yang totem.
As the cloud-like sleeves waved, a piece of Moon Spirit in her palm turned into a spiritual arrow, shot into the mouth of the ice dragon, and went out, turning it into ice slag and exploding into a snow-white cold mist.
Then, the next breath, the yin-yang eyes turned to one side.
Clang—
The tip of the Dragon Spear pierced the purple spirit shield surrounding her, barely stopping three inches before her eyebrows.
Sun Juehu was almost in front of her, and looking at her strange eyes that were still as calm as before, she suddenly felt unhappy. "Red Moon, you think you are so perfect. These eyes are always like that, looking so high and mighty, as if everything is under your control... What? Do you think Mr. Ye will come to save you? Or do you think I can't kill you?!!!"
"I was born like this, you don't like it? Just gouge out your eyes."
"Yes!!! I don't like it--"
The Dragon Spear turned into a long whip and sent Si Xuanji flying to a floating mountain nearby.
The ball of light wrapped in the Moon Spirit pierced through the mountain in just a moment.
Si Xuanji let out a heavy breath and stopped, but the next moment, Sun Juehu appeared in front of her again, her eyes widened, and she thrusted her spear again.
Boom—
"When you killed my master, it was the same. What I can't stand is your eyes!!! You have been acting for thousands of years, but you didn't expect that you would die in my hands, hmm?!! Heh—"
Another shot forced Si Xuanji back a hundred feet again.
But this time, Sun Juehu didn't catch up.
She raised the spear in her hand and looked at the faint blood on the tip of the spear.
Her eyes were instantly filled with joy, and then she looked up again at Si Xuanji who stopped a hundred feet away, wrapped in the spirit shield.
After several hours of fighting, the first trace of blood finally appeared.
The jade hairpin that held Si Xuanji's hair suddenly broke, the long black-and-white hair scattered like a waterfall, and a shallow blood mark appeared on one side of the yin-and-yang eyes.
Si Xuanji raised her hand to touch the stinging spot on her left cheekbone and saw a trace of blood on her fingertips. She slightly frowned, but her expression remained calm.
Previously, when she and Sun Juehu had fought, although the world was split apart, in fact, neither of them hurt the other at all.
Sun Juehu could not break her body-protecting spiritual shield, and she could not break Sun Juehu's body and energy as a Physical cultivator.
But now it was different. If Sun Juehu could hurt her once, she could do it a second time.
Even if it was only a minor injury each time, the injuries accumulated over the thousands or tens of thousands of encounters that followed, and she would sooner or later be defeated by Sun Juehu.
"Hahahahaha—"
The wild laughter broke through the air.
Sun Juehu flicked off the blood on the tip of her spear, looked up at Si Xuanji's loose hair, and her tiger-like expression calmed down. "Red Moon, you look much better now!!"
"Tsk..."
"Oh, yes. Ye Anping, right? Speaking of which, I quite like that kid. He's handsome. The first time I saw him in the Northern Region, I had the idea of taking him into my harem. I even thought of a title and wanted to make him my imperial concubine..."
Sun Juehu raised her head slightly and smiled. "After you die by my spear..."
Si Xuanji's yin-yang eyes suddenly widened, and her anger seemed to materialize, blowing her black-and-white hair into waves.
Sun Juehu narrowed her eyes slightly and added, "He will be mine!"
The moment those words fell, a purple spiritual sword suddenly appeared in Si Xuanji's right hand, and she almost instantly rushed toward her.
Boom—
But Sun Juehu immediately raised her spear and blocked it with the spear shaft.
The force vibrated in the air, condensed into a shock ring, and broke the surrounding floating mountains in half.
"Sun Juehu!!!"
"Ahahaha... That's right!!!"
This was the first time Si Xuanji took the initiative to attack in the past few hours.
Before that, she had been dealing with Sun Juehu while evading the direct hits and then looking for opportunities to counter. Sun Juehu had long been tired of it.
As a Physical cultivator, what she enjoyed the most was the vibration imparted to the arm by the clash of swords and spears and the feeling of fists hitting flesh.
Spells? Spiritual abilities?
The sky and the earth were lit up by explosions, and the four elements were interchanging. It was beautiful, but how could it be as refreshing as a sword and a fist hitting flesh?!!
Sun Juehu's eyes widened again, and the moment she saw her eyes, Si Xuanji suddenly realized that she had lost her composure.
She was a Dharma cultivator, how could she fight with a Physical cultivator of the same level in close combat?
Before, she was still at a disadvantage while evading Sun Juehu and fighting back, but at least she could fight Sun Juehu 40-60, but now that she was in her range...
—How could she make such a stupid mistake?!
Si Xuanji gritted her teeth and regretted her impulsiveness. Seeing Sun Juehu's spear swinging, she had to quickly raise the sword in her hand to parry.
Ding Ding—
Metal and iron collided, but Sun Juehu's strength was obviously much greater than hers.
Ding—
The purple sword flew out of Si Xuanji's hand, and then the tail of the Dragon Spear hit her belly directly.
Sun Juehu sneered and pressed hard.
Boom—
The air wave penetrated the already small abdominal cavity, blowing Si Xuanji's black-and-white hair, and then brought her delicate body down from a height of ten thousand feet, smashing her into the ground.
"Cough—"
Her back hit the ground like a star falling on the Earth.
The impact felt like an earthquake, and hundreds of cracks extended from Si Xuanji's back to the surroundings, as if a huge spider web spanning dozens of miles was woven on the ground.
Zu Yuan and Grand Master Zhiming were watching all this in disbelief from thousands of miles away.
Because the spiritual sense of the Void Returning cultivators was already omnipresent, there would be almost no mistakes when fighting. At first glance, it seemed like an instant, but before they made a move, they would certainly calculate the next hundreds of steps in their vast minds.
Neither of them could understand why Si Xuanji would take the initiative to attack...
Zu Yuan felt something was wrong and hurriedly shouted. "Baldy!!"
Grand Master Zhiming also saw that Si Xuanji was going to be in trouble, and he hurriedly called the golden Buddha statue again.
However...
"Baldy!!! If you meddle in other people's business again, I will kill you too!! This is the grudge between Red Moon and me!! It's none of your business!!!"
Sun Juehu yelled angrily, then let out a long breath, squinting at Si Xuanji who was trying to get up from the ground thousands of feet below, with a look of disdain on her face.
She raised her hand, raised the Dragon Spear above her head, and made a spear-throwing motion.
Buzz buzz—
The ice-blue spiritual energy flowed through her body, bringing endless coldness.
"Hoo..."
Sensing Sun Juehu's spiritual ability, Si Xuanji gritted her teeth and tried to stand up. However, perhaps because she didn't exercise regularly, her legs were completely out of control, and there was an unpleasant iron taste in her mouth.
"Cough—"
Sun Juehu just mentioned Ye Anping, how did she fall for it?
Si Xuanji's eyes showed a little helplessness.
She had lived for thousands of years, how could she fall for such an obvious provocation?
—I… just...
Si Xuanji supported herself on the ground, then slowly raised her head to look at the sky.
But now, only a round moon covered the sky, and the black star she used to look at was nowhere to be seen.
"Huh..."
Si Xuanji let out a breath. If she had not come to the Eastern Region, she would not have fallen into such a situation...
Ye Anping asked her to believe in him at the beginning, but where was he now...
At this moment, a bloody aura came and was instantly captured by Si Xuanji's spiritual sense that expanded beyond her body. Sun Juehu in the sky also noticed it immediately.
"Yu Yan?!"
The two of them exclaimed in unison, looking for the source of this demonic aura.
But Gu Yu Yan had clearly sacrificed his life magic weapon and escaped, and the Demon King chased after him. Even if the Demon King accidentally fell into a trap and was killed, Yu Yan would never dare to come back to trouble them again.
Sun Juehu was confused, but Si Xuanji immediately understood.
She bit her lips slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, then sat up and clasped her hands together.
Snap—
The sound of clasping hands dispelled all the wind and snow within a hundred miles.
Sun Juehu looked back toward the sound, saw Si Xuanji radiating spiritual power, and immediately understood what she wanted to do. She hurriedly looked up at the moon in the sky.
A dark shadow rose from the edge of the full moon as if swallowing it.
"What's the point of using your lousy ability at this time? Can you lock me in?"
Sun Juehu sneered, ready to block Si Xuanji's Moon Spirit magic with her energy, but the next moment, countless red demonic spirits gushed out from the ground.
"What?!"
Seeing that Gu Yu Yan's broken formations were activated again, Sun Juehu's eyes finally showed a little panic, and she hurriedly prepared to escape.
However, the moment she moved, two moon shadows, one black and one white, suddenly appeared in Si Xuanji's yin-yang eyes.
Instantly, all the colors of this world faded.
Sun Juehu only blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in a mirror lake. Then, she smacked her lips slightly and looked ahead, seeing Si Xuanji standing barefoot on the surface of the mirror lake about twenty feet away, holding a green long sword used by mortals.
A strange feeling arose in her heart.
The cultivators in the Void Returning each had their own spiritual abilities, but she didn't know what Si Xuanji's magical powers were like.
Lock her in this space, and then what?
"Red Moon, so what now? What can you do if you lock me up here?"
Si Xuanji looked at the long sword in her hand, then raised her head and said, "Everything changes, only the sun and the moon remain unchanged. There is no such thing as time in this place... Look at that tree..."
She raised her hand and pointed to a giant tree in the center of the mirror lake that looked thousands of years old.
Sun Juehu followed her finger, not quite understanding it, and shrugged. "A tree?"
"Well... I planted it when I was fourteen."
"Oh~~"
Sun Juehu raised her eyebrows, but the next moment, the giant tree that was thousands of years old seemed to reverse its growth. The originally lush branches shrank in an instant, and the hundred-foot trunk also shortened rapidly.
Sun Juehu narrowed her eyes slightly, and before she could react, the Empress' robe she was wearing suddenly fell down her shoulders to her feet.
She looked down and saw that her plump chest also shrunk, and her whole body seemed to follow the giant tree, reversing its growth against the thousands of years of time flow.
"?"
Dong dong—
As she became shorter, Sun Juehu could no longer hold the Dragon Spear in her hand, and her cultivation level also regressed. When she came to her senses, she was only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.
Sun Juehu finally understood the power of Si Xuanji's spiritual ability.
She looked up at Si Xuanji, who was twenty feet away, and saw that her figure had not changed much. For a moment, she felt a little nervous, but when she saw that Si Xuanji was also only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining, she laughed out loud. "What kind of ability is this? You also got hit by it."
"Sun Juehu, we are both fourteen years old now. Do you think you can still defeat me?"
Si Xuanji narrowed her eyes slightly and waved the green long sword in her hand.
Swoosh—
"When I was fourteen years old... I was still traveling in the mortal world, dreaming of being a hero~~"