It's said to be long, but in reality it's short.

From the moment Yang Xueling began her battle with the Demon Sword Sect until now, only two or three minutes have passed.

But now, she has also reached a dead end.

The sword in her hand and the magical artifact on her arm were all self-destructed by her divine soul.

He also had dozens of wounds on his body.

Their clothes were tattered and barely covered their bodies.

The golden light around him was dim, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet he still looked at the group with disdain and arrogance.

"Is the Primordial Golden Body really that powerful? This little wench is only in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, yet she's managed to hold out this long!"

Standing in mid-air, Fengmo Zhenjun couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

A look of shock also appeared in Jian Lingzi's eyes.

"She probably has some kind of fighting physique, and her combat power is probably no less than that of Yang Dingtian."

Yang Dingtian was an elder sent to Yuyao Pass by the Hunyuan Sect. He also cultivated the Hunyuan Golden Body, but his cultivation level was at the top of the Nascent Soul stage.

Sword Spirit had sparred with him at Demon Control Pass, and the two were evenly matched.

But Yang Xueling managed to hold out until now despite being surrounded by four or five of them, which shows her fighting prowess.

Of course, that's also why they didn't go all out.

Since no one in Hanhai City knows what's happening and no one is coming out to stop it, they don't need to rush.

It would be more valuable to render them unable to resist before imprisoning them.

Just as the group was getting closer, a sword light suddenly shot out from afar.

"stop!"

The group looked up and saw more than ten streaks of light descending around them; they were people from the other major sects!

"you....."

Before they could finish speaking,

Another dramatic turn of events occurred on the field!

A palm-sized array plate activated in mid-air, and a gray-clad figure passed through the crowd like a phantom, rushing straight to Yang Xueling.

"Hmph! Trying to pull the same trick again? I was already on guard!"

A similar array plate floated in front of Jian Lingzi, and the group that had been frozen in place immediately felt lighter and were able to move again.

"Hehehe... Your Heavenly Sword Sect is truly cunning; you managed to lure this kid out!"

The Wind Demon True Monarch revealed a wicked smile, his gaze towards Ye Feng filled with bloodlust and cruelty.

Ye Feng scooped Yang Xueling up in one arm and wielded Thousand Illusions with the other, charging directly towards Wind Demon True Monarch.

The resolute expression on his face made even the Wind Demon True Lord feel a chill in his heart.

"Sword Control Technique!"

Fengmo Zhenjun also knew that this sword was a spiritual artifact and dared not underestimate it.

The demonic technique was unleashed, and wisps of black smoke billowed out. This demonic smoke was so tangible that it prevented the Thousand Illusions clone from penetrating it.

The sword flashes only managed to thin out the demonic smoke slightly.

Just as the Wind Demon True Lord was about to utter his mocking words, an invisible and intangible flying needle pierced through the black smoke and arrived at the top of his head...

"Ah... brat, he actually... has a primordial secret technique!"

As Ye Feng ran, a sharp pain shot through his mind, and his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins.

Those who cultivate demonic arts often deal with inner demons, and their spiritual power is several times stronger than that of righteous cultivators of the same level.

If one has cultivated demonic arts that seduce and bewitch the mind, their soul will be even more refined.

Ye Feng was essentially a Golden Core cultivator; this needle, it could be said, struck a hornet's nest.

Not only were his eyes bloodshot, but blood was also seeping from the corners of his mouth.

The recovery only affects the physical body and its meridians; even if the body recovers, the headache is still so bad that I clench my teeth until they bleed...

As Ye Feng charged towards the Wind Demon True Monarch, the sword energy unleashed by the two Heavenly Sword Sect members behind him instantly arrived behind him as well.

Upon hearing the scream of the Wind Demon True Monarch, Jian Lingzi couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

The Heavenly Sword Sect had already suffered from this move before, so how could they not be on guard?

This kid is only a Golden Core cultivator, but his soul-binding technique is extremely strange.

Now all they need to do is block his retreat and protect him with magical sword energy, and this kid is doomed.

As the sword energy approached, Qianhuan instinctively defended itself, but with so many sword energies attacking, there were bound to be some that missed.

Three sword energies simultaneously struck Ye Feng's arm, left foot, and lower back, where he was holding Yang Xueling.

Impacted by the sword energy, Ye Fengzhao crashed straight into a shop on the street...

"Hmph...kid, you..."

When Fengmo Zhenjun saw Ye Feng cough up blood and fly backward, before he could even say anything, the two of them broke through the security barrier, merged with the array, and entered the shop.

Wind Demon True Lord: "???"

Sword Spirit rushed over, glanced at the shop sign, and clenched his fists involuntarily.

I was careless!

Ye Feng and his companion rushed into the Myriad Treasures Spiritual Materials display case, only to collapse in front of the empty shelf.

"Transaction points -30 million, Status +30"

His external injuries healed instantly. Ye Feng, enduring a headache, spat out blood and helped Yang Xueling up.

How are you?

Seeing Ye Feng's anxious gaze, a complex emotion flashed in Yang Xueling's eyes, and she pushed him away with her backhand.

Although the injuries were severe, he had not actually lost his ability to move.

She had just been held by Ye Feng outside, and her feelings were a mix of joy and anger. She had originally thought that the two of them would die together.

But unexpectedly...

In fact, Ye Feng had arrived quite some time ago and was immediately preparing to unleash the Heavenly Tribulation Technique.

The more anxious he became to undergo the tribulation, the less likely it was to occur. Even after gulping down several mouthfuls of Soul-Shaping Water, he could only sense that the tribulation would descend within seven days...

Left with no other choice, we had to resort to the old method: refining array plates.

This array is even cruder...it was easily broken.

After much agonizing reflection, Ye Feng realized that his strongest method was still array formations, and he needed to refine more of them immediately, preferably level five...

Ye Feng, unperturbed by Yang Xueling's push, took out spiritual water and medicine.

"I'll help you..."

Before he could step forward, a magical flying sword was pressed against his chest.

"If you come near me again... I'll kill you!"

This magical flying sword couldn't harm Ye Feng in the slightest.

but,

But it represents an insurmountable distance...

Ye Feng gently put the things down and slowly backed away...

———

Outside the shop,

"Sword Spirit Child, Wind Demon True Monarch, why did you attack the fellow Daoists of the Hunyuan Sect? Shouldn't you two give us an explanation?"

The one speaking was Yue Qun, the Righteous True Lord of the Zixia Sword Sect.

Not only him, but all the other members of the upper sect were staring intently at the group, many of them with expressions of anger on their faces.

Of course, there were also people from the Yin Corpse Sect and the Hehuan Sect.

His face showed an expression of indifference, as if he was ready to watch the show.

And there were also members of the Ghostly Sect looking on with suspicion...

A look of disgust flashed in Jian Lingzi's eyes as he slowly spoke.

"You know the Thousand Illusion Sword, right? As for the Purple Fate Secret Realm... I'm sure you've all heard about it."

The fact that the Thousand Illusion Sword has been recognized as its master means that the person who appears later has already united with the Primordial Saintess Xiao Xuan.

Since this person rescued Yang Xueling, Yang Xueling must have been aware of it.

In that case, it really was the Hunyuan Sect that was in the wrong.

The alliance of these two sects is a significant event in the cultivation world of Tiannan.

Unexpectedly, things ended up like this.

The Wind Demon True Lord remained silent, a cold smile playing on his lips.

If they knew that the Hunyuan Sect was no longer around, I'm afraid...

However, since the two factions are now allies, he naturally wouldn't undermine them.

"Excellent! This Wang Lin even stole our sect's most precious treasure; he must be eliminated as soon as possible! I think Brothers Sword Spirit and Wind Demon did a good job. I think we shouldn't waste any more time and should hurry up and open the formation!"

The three brothers from the Ghost Soul Sect who were present were the ones Ye Feng had previously sealed away.

The three of them spent a great deal of effort and consumed countless spiritual materials and pills in order to break the restriction.

Seeing this, Yue Qun couldn't say anything more.

The ten great sects, including Chunyang Palace and Wuji Hall, have always been aloof from worldly affairs and naturally did not bother with this matter.

Of the ten major sects present, two were just watching the show, three wanted to arrest people, and the remaining two, Zixia Sect and Danding Sect, were outnumbered and outmatched even if they wanted to help.

There's nothing we can do but let it be...

———

The two people standing inside the shop had been silent since earlier.

Yang Xueling didn't take any medicine; her eyes were fixed on the ground.

Ye Feng stood silently to the side the whole time.

Until the sound of bombardment came from outside the formation.

He had just entered the shop

Ye Feng's departure made Yang Xueling's lifeless gaze flicker, but she still didn't make a move.

A moment later, Ye Feng's voice came from behind.

"Mother-in-law, it's time for us to leave!"

Mother-in-law...

That sound was both familiar and strange.

Yang Xueling turned around and saw him with a pure smile on his face.

Beneath his feet was a teleportation array, already connected and ready to activate...

The two stood in the center of the teleportation array, and Ye Feng looked at Yang Xueling's face again.

The mole between her eyebrows...

tip of the nose...

lips...

This would be the last time he looked at her with that gaze...

Fate is indeed unpredictable.

As Ye Feng revealed a self-deprecating smile, the two figures disappeared from the spot.

———

Star Soul Hall

"Impossible! It was passed unanimously! How could it be impossible to expel them?"

"Reporting to the Chief, according to the agreement, the expulsion of a seat requires a unanimous vote. After testing, it was found that in addition to the second seat being ineligible to vote, the eleventh seat also abstained!"

"Therefore, the expulsion is invalid! Li Fengling's second seat is retained!"