Chapter 78 Misunderstanding The moment Yuewu finished speaking, the entire...

The moment Yuewu finished speaking, the air in the entire passage seemed to freeze.

Fu Yunshu's thoughts were churning. The Northern Border Seal was set up by Master Chi Du and had been guarded for hundreds of years, including by the Yin family. After the Yin family was destroyed, it was guarded by several major forces in rotation, and there had never been any signs of it being loosened.

How did this demon saintess, who had been lurking in disguise as a disciple of the Wonderful Sound Palace for many years, come out?

Without another word, Yuewu transformed into a streak of azure light, her speed several times faster than before! The jade flute in her hand was no longer a musical instrument, but had transformed into a jade-green longsword, its blade gleaming with immense demonic power, aimed straight at Fu Yunshu's throat!

Instead of retreating, Fu Yunshu advanced, the Cold Cry Sword already in his hand, and went to meet him.

The two swords clashed, their emerald green and icy blue sword lights intertwining and colliding, the resulting shockwave scraping off a thick layer of the hard magic rock walls on both sides of the passage.

After the attack, both men retreated several steps simultaneously.

Fu Yunshu stood with his sword in hand, his eyes solemn. This demon saintess was stronger than he had expected.

Yuewu's wrist trembled slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She had already used all her strength, yet the other party could so easily parry it; the name of Immortal Venerable Huaiwei was indeed well-deserved.

"The demon race has been lying dormant for ten thousand years. What is it trying to achieve by reappearing in the human world now?" Fu Yunshu asked in a deep voice. "What benefit do you gain from colluding with the demon race to start a war?"

"Benefits?" Yuewu chuckled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Humans have occupied the blessed land of Mount Ling for ten thousand years. True Person Chidu drove my demon race to the bitterly cold northern border, set up a seal, and imprisoned them for generations. Is this 'benefit' enough?"

Her swordplay shifted, no longer engaging in direct confrontation. Her figure moved like a ghost, and countless emerald sword lights attacked Fu Yunshu from all directions. Each sword strike was cunning and ruthless, aiming straight for vital points.

Fu Yunshu's sword moved with him, its icy blue light transforming into a protective screen that shielded him completely. The characteristics of the Cold Cry Sword were brought to their fullest potential; wherever it passed, space seemed to freeze, and even the eerie demonic energy's erosion slowed down.

He spotted an opening and thrust his sword straight at Yuewu's heart. The sword strike seemed slow, but it blocked all of his opponent's escape routes.

Yuewu's pupils contracted slightly, and her body twisted at an incredible angle, narrowly avoiding the sword's edge. At the same time, she struck Fu Yunshu's ribs with a backhand palm strike.

Fu Yunshu's left hand formed a sword shape with fingers together, the tip of his fingertip gathering a cold light, which he precisely pointed at the opponent's palm, blocking the attack.

The two exchanged blows for several rounds, then retreated simultaneously.

“The Northern Border Seal could not possibly have been broken silently,” Fu Yunshu stared at her. “What methods did you use? How many more people have infiltrated the cultivation world? What is their purpose? Is it merely to disrupt the war between humans and demons?”

Moon Mist sneered: "Immortal Venerable, ask yourself honestly, would I answer such a question to you?"

On the other side, outside the gates of the Demon Palace.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

Facing a two-on-one attack from the two demon generals, Barbarian Rhino and Shadow Nightmare, Yin Lisheng was under immense pressure. He was already wounded in several places, and his black outfit was torn in several places, with dark red blood seeping out. His breathing was slightly heavy, but his eyes remained as sharp as an eagle's, his fighting spirit soaring.

The Rhinoceros possessed immense strength, and each strike of its giant axe was powerful and imposing, whipping up violent gales that forced Yin Lisheng to take the blows head-on. Meanwhile, Shadow Nightmare moved like a true shadow, its black bone blade appearing and disappearing unpredictably, targeting gaps and blind spots in Yin Lisheng's defenses with cunning and insidious angles, making it impossible to defend against.

The two worked together seamlessly, one using strength and the other skill, one using overt and covert tactics, keeping Yin Lisheng firmly trapped in the battle.

"Kid, you've got some skill, managing to hold out against the two of us for so long!" Barbarian Rhino roared, his axe cleaving Yin Lisheng back. "But that's the end of it!"

Without wasting words, Shadow Nightmare once again merged into the shadows. The next moment, several silent black blades, like venomous snakes spitting their tongues, attacked Yin Lisheng from multiple incredible angles, including behind, under, and above his head!

Yin Lisheng's eyes narrowed, and the Broken Abyss Sword burst forth with a dazzling light. He did not turn around, but instead poured all his spiritual power into the sword and slashed it fiercely at the ground!

The sword energy was as tangible as it was, and it crashed into the ground. Centered on Yin Lisheng, the ground within a radius of ten feet suddenly rose up and cracked. Violent sword energy burst out from the cracks, shattering all the black blade lights that came at them. Even the figure of Shadow Nightmare, which was hiding, was forced to stagger out of the shadows.

However, this move was extremely taxing, and Yin Lisheng's face turned pale, his breathing momentarily stagnant.

Seizing the opportunity, the rhinoceros roared and brought its giant axe down with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Yin Lisheng barely managed to raise his sword to parry.

"clang--!"

Amidst the deafening clang of metal clashing, Yin Lisheng's tiger's mouth split open, his longsword nearly slipped from his grasp, and he was sent flying backward by the immense force, crashing heavily into a massive stone pillar at the edge of the plaza, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahahaha, it's over!" The rhinoceros strode after him, raising its giant axe once more.

Shadow Nightmare also appeared silently to Yin Lisheng's side, his bone blade piercing straight for his temple.

A matter of life and death!

Something seemed to have been touched about Yin Lisheng.

An extremely ancient aura, far more vast and domineering than Yin Lisheng's own cultivation, awakened from the depths of his body!

Barbarian Rhino and Shadow Nightmare's expressions changed drastically, and their movements involuntarily froze for a moment!

It's this very moment!

A fierce glint flashed in Yin Lisheng's eyes, and the Duanyuan Sword in his hand shot into the sky.

One sword!

A simple, unadorned sword strike!

Yet it seemed to contain a will that could create the world!

The sword light, like a dawn tearing through the darkness, instantly engulfed the massive body of the Savage Rhino and the fleeting shadow of the Shadow Nightmare!

"No—!" The rhinoceros only had time to let out a short, terrified roar before its massive body shattered into dust inch by inch in the golden sword light!

Shadow Nightmare reacted quickly, its body instantly transforming into dozens of black shadows that scattered and fled. However, most of these shadows were swept away by the indiscriminate and rampant sword light, annihilating them without a trace. Only one extremely faint shadow on the very edge managed to escape the range of the sword light, merging into the darkness in the distance and disappearing from sight, its aura already extremely weak.

The sword light slowly dissipated.

Yin Lisheng knelt on one knee, leaning on his sword, panting heavily. His face was as pale as paper, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat and blood. That sword strike had almost drained all his spiritual power and mental energy.

He looked up into the depths of the Demon Palace, where the fluctuations emanating from there startled him.

"Master..." Yin Lisheng gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, but staggered again due to exhaustion.

I must... I must go help my master.

"Junior Uncle!"

At the same time, Yuewu looked in Yin Lisheng's direction, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

“I see,” she murmured. “Never mind, it’ll be none of my business soon anyway.”

Moon Mist's figure once again transformed into afterimages, her attacks becoming increasingly fierce and dense. She seemed determined to stall for time, not engaging in a direct confrontation with Fu Yunshu, but instead using her unpredictable movement techniques and spells to constantly entangle and harass him.

Fu Yunshu was anxious. He could sense the increasingly intense fluctuations in the aura within the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. Yan Ji's possession was likely nearing its final stage, and he had to deal with this demon saintess as soon as possible!

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he held nothing back. The Cold Cry Sword emitted a clear, long cry, and countless fine runes lit up on its blade. The surrounding temperature plummeted to below freezing, and even the dense demonic energy in the passage began to condense into frost.

"A thousand miles of ice."

With a single swing of the sword, there was no dazzling sword light, only an extreme chill, like an invisible tide, surging outwards from Fu Yunshu in all directions. Everything in its path was frozen—walls, the ground, the dust particles floating in the air, even… those streaks of blue afterimages!

No matter how fast Moon Mist moved, it was greatly restricted within this indiscriminate, frozen, chilling domain. Her figure suddenly froze, revealing her true form.

Now!

Fu Yunshu became one with his sword, transforming into a dazzling stream of ice-blue light that pierced straight at Yuewu's brow! This sword strike concentrated all of his power, as fast as lightning, and unstoppable!

Yuewu's expression changed drastically; she sensed a deadly threat! In haste, she bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the jade flute. The flute shone with a brilliant blue light, transforming into a phantom of a blue phoenix that emitted a clear, melodious cry, standing in front of her!

"boom--!"

The icy blue sword light collided violently with the phantom of the Azure Phoenix, and the violent spiritual energy raged wildly, blasting the entire passage beyond recognition! Debris flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air!

As the smoke and dust subsided, Fu Yunshu stood with his sword, his breathing slightly disordered. Yue Wu, on the other hand, knelt on the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth. Several cracks appeared on her jade flute, and its light dimmed. The illusory image of the blue phoenix before her had long since dissipated.

"You've lost." Fu Yunshu pointed his sword at the distance. "Tell me, what exactly does the demon race intend? What is your relationship with Yan Ji?"

Yuewu raised her head, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled. "I'm sorry, Immortal Venerable, I cannot say."

Fu Yunshu keenly sensed the change in her aura, as if she were still Chu Yu.

"Immortal Venerable, considering we've met a few times, please give me a quick death, okay?" Moon Mist closed her eyes.

"Are you... acting?"

"Immortal Venerable!" Yuewu interrupted Fu Yunshu, shaking her head. "Don't say anything more." He'll find out.

Fu Yunshu sighed, "Fine, then so be it."

He raised the Cold Cry Sword and pierced Moon Mist's heart with a single strike.

"Senior Sister!!!"

This was the scene that Duan Xuan saw when she entered. The revered Immortal Venerable Huaiwei, whom everyone in the cultivation world admired, had killed her dearest senior sister without hesitation.

Before her consciousness faded, Yuewu saw Duan Xuan. She opened her mouth, wanting to comfort her junior sister and tell her not to be sad or upset, but she couldn't utter a single word.

If only... I could always be Chu Yu.