Chapter 110 The One Who Breaks the Celestial Wind, Messenger of Heaven and Earth

The wind swept across the horizontal waves, leaping thousands of feet high, and the ridges of the waves crashed into the tiger's shadow like mountain blades.

The moment the tiger's claw pierced through her abdomen and protruded down her spine, Bai Yuan felt the red-hot iron blade twisting into her abdominal cavity, and the surrounding roaring waves were so loud that her ears rang.

Bai Yuan, as if weightless, was stepped into the long river by the tiger shadow symbolizing the celestial phenomena. Her vision gradually blurred as she plummeted, like a withered leaf. Until the raging waves that cleaved the rocks crashed down, they gently and cautiously swept her into the tide, even the rise and fall were smooth and without any impact.

Bai Yuan gazed at the azure sky, where countless stars filled the heavens. It should have been a peaceful and tranquil night. She lay on the roof beam, wasting her time amidst the clamor of singing and dancing, drinking the clear Fen River, listening to the music of strings, and kissing the mortal world.

I've tasted all the flavors of life.

Throughout her life, she had never imagined her own end; the fate of all things in heaven and earth is unpredictable. Just as she had never expected that someone would meticulously plan and build this execution platform in Fengling to capture and kill her, using the blade of heaven to inflict punishment and slaughter the guilty.

As the tiger's shadow was struck by the blade-like ridge of the wave, the sharp claw that had pierced through Bai Yuan's belly was suddenly pulled out, and blood gushed out from the punctured wound like a burst dam.

Bai Yuan lay in the undulating waves, admiring the starry night sky for a while, until a bloody hand reached out and tremblingly pulled her ashore.

A white injustice.

Zhou Yaren's voice was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

When Bai Yuan met Zhou Yaren's reddened eyes, he sighed inexplicably and felt a sense of helplessness: "You're not dead yet, don't cry too soon." As he spoke, Bai Yuan raised his hand and pressed it against his abdomen, and the frost instantly froze the wound and congealed the blood. "Hold it in for a while, it's not too late to cry after I die."

At a time like this, she still has the mind to spout nonsense: "You do..."

Bai Yuan completely froze the penetrating wounds in his abdomen and spine, then used his shoulder for support to stand up. Staring at the tiger's shadow struggling in the raging waves, he knew that in no time the drowning beast would leap into the air: "I'll deal with that wretched creature..."

“You’ve been wronged!” Zhou Yaren gripped her wrist tightly. “Catch your breath first, I’ll deal with it.”

She was well aware of Zhou Yaren's situation: "Don't waste your energy. This is the celestial execution ground to kill me. The stars shine on my sins. Even if you and I work ourselves to death, we can't kill all of those seven White Tiger constellations."

Lin Mu and Lian Zhao arrived at lightning speed, seemingly out of nowhere.

Lin Mu's chest heaved, his breathing rapid: "Isn't there any way to interpret the celestial phenomena?"

"A celestial phenomenon?" This child is so naive and adorable, actually uttering such a boastful statement as "a celestial phenomenon." Bai Yuan asked him with a smile, "Who can pluck the stars from the sky?"

Lin Mu stared in disbelief, completely stumped by the question, "Who can pluck the stars from the sky?"

Bai Yuan suddenly remembered: "But there is such a person."

Without thinking, Lin Mu blurted out, "Who?"

"Gonggong angrily struck Buzhou Mountain, causing the sky to tilt to the northwest." As a result, the sun, moon, and stars all shifted.

Lin Mu was extremely anxious, but she was still spouting these useless ancient legends.

Before Lin Mu could react, a deafening tiger's roar was heard. Bai Yuan and Zhou Yaren leaped into the air at the same time, and the resulting gusts of wind and waves rushed towards the tiger's shadow like rolling thunder.

Bai Yuan walked on the waves, the surging turbid waves freezing into hundreds of long icicles beneath her feet, which were then flung out by Zhou Yaren's arm, all of them piercing the incomparably violent beast.

Thump thump thump—

Countless icicles pierced the copper-skinned iron bones and burst open, striking the night sky above the river like knives, shining brightly under the starlight, with the flying icicles occasionally piercing the rocky cliffs and riverbeds.

Lin Mu stared in horror at the two figures. Several times, the tiger's fangs nearly pierced Bai Yuan's throat, almost snapping her neck, while its claws severed a lock of Ting Fengzhi's dark hair and tore his clothes. Each time, she narrowly escaped death. Lin Mu was terrified by the series of perilous scenes, breaking out in a cold sweat. She ran frantically around the riverbank, shouting, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Liuyun, think of something!"

Although celestial phenomena cannot be broken, wasn't this formation created by human hands? Why can't something created by human hands be broken? Lin Mu knew that Senior Brother Liuyun had received all the teachings from the Celestial Master and was most skilled in formations. Until now, no formation of any kind had stumped Senior Brother Liuyun, and this time it would definitely not be a problem for him either. He would definitely have a way.

Just now, Senior Brother Lian Zhao said something about how things take shape in the heavens and on the earth. This formation is the Heavenly Punishment of the Star Force Bro. Once it is activated, even if Bai Yuan smashes this execution platform to pieces, it will be of no use, because the essence of this formation is not on the earth, but in the heavens.

That's why he blurted out the question of how to break the celestial phenomenon.

Bai Yuan's words, "Who can pluck the stars?" seemed to be mocking his ignorance and idiocy. Lin Mu gritted his teeth, not having time to argue with that evil spirit.

If celestial phenomena can be deciphered, then Bai Yuan and Ting Fengzhi wouldn't be in this predicament, unless, as Senior Brother Lian Zhao just said, "unless it's dawn."

As dawn broke, the seven constellations of the White Tiger, which had been drawn by this formation, naturally dispersed.

Bai Yuan and Zhou Yaren were well aware of this, but could they hold out until dawn?

For the first time, Lin Mu realized that he was so weak that he didn't even have a chance to make a move. Because he was running too fast, all his attention was on Ting Fengzhi and Bai Yuan. He didn't pay attention to his footing and lost his footing, falling into a broken wooden plank. The sharp wood splinters cut his calf.

Even a small scratch hurts this much, let alone when the evil spirit's stomach was pierced by a tiger's claw. Even with such a severe injury, she silently froze the wound...

Lin Mu endured the pain and pulled his leg out. Just as he bent down to remove the splinter that was stuck in his flesh, he heard Yu He shout in a distant voice, "Ting Feng Zhi!"

Lin Mu suddenly looked up and saw the sharp tiger claws piercing into Ting Fengzhi's chest. Just as the claws were about to pierce through his clothes and penetrate his flesh an inch deep, Bai Yuan grabbed the tiger's hind leg and dragged it backward.

At the same time, the tiger's tail lashed out diagonally at Bai Yuan, tearing the already tattered skin from his neck and causing it to split open. Even so, Bai Yuan clung tightly to the beast's hind legs, dragging the tiger's shadow as it crashed down, slamming into the cliff face!

The impact caused rocks to collapse, the earth to shake violently, the beacon tower to tremble and hum, and the phosphorescent lamps to creak and sway incessantly.

The smiling man had already closed his oil-paper umbrella: "I knew she was hard to kill, but I didn't expect her to be this hard."

The men in black around him were already stunned by the breathtaking scene.

"Bai Yuan!" Zhou Yaren rushed over and scooped the battered Bai Yuan into her arms.

Her white clothes were soaked in blood, and the frozen wound on her abdomen was also bleeding. Zhou Yaren didn't even dare to rashly embrace her—it turned out that Bai Yuan's whole body was cold, but her blood was hot.

"It's a pity it didn't strike Buzhou Mountain," she thought. She wasn't Gonggong; she didn't have the power to break the pillar of heaven, sever the earth's axis, and cause the sky to tilt to the northwest. After this battle, Bai Yuan thought, she wouldn't fight anymore. Anyway, she couldn't kill this beast no matter what, so why waste her energy? It was exhausting, and she'd even tormented Zhou Yaren half to death. This person was already weak; it wouldn't be worth losing her life for nothing.

“Speaking of which,” Bai Yuan lowered his eyes, his face pale, and froze the torn wound again to stop the bleeding, “I’ve lived long enough.”

"What?" Zhou Yaren was taken aback when she heard her say that.

Besides, their relationship was practically nonexistent; Zhou Yaren had no reason to risk her life for her: "Don't get involved in this mess." Wasn't living better? Bai Yuan stopped the bleeding, and shards of ice, stained with blood, dripped from the wound. As the tiger's shadow emerged from the yellow waves, Bai Yuan shoved Zhou Yaren hard, smearing the blood from her hand onto the other's clothes. The celestial phenomenon was targeting her; she didn't want to implicate others. "While you still have the strength, quickly take those boys and leave."

Zhou Yaren's knee was pierced by a sharp arrow, and she was pushed unsteadily by Bai Yuan. Of course, he could not abandon her: "I thought you would drag that person out and skin him alive no matter what."

Bai Yuan glanced back at him, thinking to himself, "Don't try to provoke me. I'm already furious enough about being so brutally murdered."

She longed to tear him apart, but people are treacherous and cunning, and they had already prepared a torture chamber for her. Bai Yuan had just crawled out of hell and was no match for them.

However, the wind tore through the Yellow River and struck the tiger's head. Zhou Yaren used all his strength in this attack, almost cutting off the surging river. The tiger's shadow quickly dodged and turned to pounce on Zhou Yaren.

Even with all his patience, Bai Yuan couldn't help but show some displeasure. The blind man not only didn't leave, but also brazenly continued to fight him.

Seeing that damned beast return, Lin Mu gasped, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat: "Senior Brother Liuyun, think of something quickly! If this continues, they'll both be dead!"

Li Liuyun walked among the blood-stained rocks, his mind unperturbed, for impatience was the worst thing one could do when observing a formation. He frowned as he watched the massive tiger shadow ram into Ting Fengzhi, sending him flying, and then lunge towards Bai Yuan!

There was still an hour until dawn, but Bai Yuan and Ting Fengzhi could not hold on any longer. At this rate, not many could last until now and through the night.

The White Tiger is awe-inspiring to all evil spirits; barring any unforeseen circumstances, all demons will perish in its jaws.

“The stars illuminate sin, and the starlight is the light of punishment.” Li Liuyun looked up at the stars. The person who set up this formation left almost no room for maneuver.

but--

Li Liuyun looked into the distance, gazing at the clouds gathering on the horizon.

Perhaps besides waiting for dawn, there is another method worth trying.

"Listen to the wind!" Li Liuyun leaped off the collapsed execution platform, stepped over the rubble to the riverbank, and shouted, "Try to ride the wind and summon clouds to block out the stars!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu felt his blood rush to his head almost instantly.

Yes, you can't pluck the stars from the sky, but you can cover them up.

He knew that Senior Brother Liuyun would be reliable!

However, even if it were to obscure the stars, it would be a pipe dream for ordinary people, but Tingfengzhi, who possesses the art of controlling the wind, might be able to do it.

The scene of Tingfeng Zhiyu summoning wind and thunder to disrupt things when they dug up a cauldron to deal with Bai Yuan at the Beiqu Ghost Office is still fresh in my memory, and the group of teenagers from Taihang Road have always respected him because of this.

The roar of the floodwaters at Fengling Ferry was deafening. Lin Mu was afraid that Tingfengzhi on the crest of the wave hadn't heard it, so he chased after Tingfengzhi along the riverbank, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Tingfengzhi! Ride the wind! Summon the clouds! Cover the stars!"

The trees chased after the surging waves, shouting hysterically several times.

"Listen to the wind and you'll know... it obscures the stars!"

Zhou Yaren, who was at the peak of the wave, finally heard it. He flicked his folding fan, and a hurricane and waves surged. The Yellow River rose from the land, and the water dragon soared into the sky, rising straight up thousands of feet!

At that moment, all he could hear was the howling wind; he could hear nothing else.

The young people of Taihang Road looked up, staring blankly at the Yellow River water column soaring into the sky. They could no longer make out Tingfengzhi's face, only seeing his fluttering blue robes, standing in the eye of the storm.

Zhou Yaren pulled out the musical instrument from his waist and played it. It was as if a roc was spreading its wings and soaring thousands of miles. With each flap of its wings, it stirred up the energy of heaven and earth. The wind stirred up the accumulated clouds, and it surged like an inverted giant wave.

Such a scene made Lin Mu's scalp tingle, and he could tell from the wind that the reputation was indeed well-deserved!

Li Liuyun stared intently at the migrating cloud waterfall. The scene of them rushing forward was like a tsunami suddenly erupting in the Milky Way, which was breathtaking and made people's souls tremble.

The Hetu states: "Wind is the messenger of heaven and earth... The anger of yin and yang becomes wind." Li Liuyun stared at Zhou Yaren's ability to control the wind. This supernatural power utilizes the Eight Trigrams. "Xun is wind. When the wind travels in the sky, Xun is above and Qian is below; when the wind travels on the ground, Xun is above and Kun is below; when the wind travels on the water, Huan is above and Kan is below... So that's how it is," Li Liuyun finally understood. "What one understands by listening to the wind is the innate Eight Trigrams."

The sand and stones flying at Fenglingdu almost made Lian Zhao lose his footing, and he wished he could bury himself in the ground: "The Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era?"

"Fuxi first drew the Eight Trigrams, arranged the Eight Sections, and thus transformed the world." Li Liuyun seemed to be talking to himself, gazing at the sky.

The clouds on the horizon surged like billowing smoke, swept towards Fengling by the invisible winds of heaven and earth, like a barrier of the sky.

The man in black on the beacon tower finally lost his composure. The situation, which he thought was foolproof, had suddenly reversed: "I didn't expect... the Wind Control Technique really lives up to its reputation, what should we do?!"

He's truly had his eyes opened today.

The smiling man remained unmoved and silent, staring intently at Bai Yuan, who was fighting with Hu Su. After a fierce battle that lasted half a night, Bai Yuan was now a lamb to the slaughter and could no longer cause any trouble.

Unfortunately, she was just a hair's breadth away from being bitten in half by Hu Su, but Bai Yuan managed to dodge in time.

Dark clouds had covered the entire sky above Fenglingdu, with only a few specks of starlight peeking through the gaps in the clouds. Time was running out.

But then, the sharp tiger claws plunged into Bai Yuan's ribs, the claw tips piercing through her back, and she was no longer able to struggle.

The tiger's shadow opened its massive jaws, its gleaming white fangs resembling inverted curved blades, a cold glint flashing at the tips.

At that moment, everyone watching held their breath.

Just as the tiger's jaws were about to bite off Bai Yuan's neck, the gap in the clouds was completely filled, and the rolling clouds covered the sky and stars. The teeth that were about to bite Bai Yuan's throat suddenly disappeared!

Even so, Lin Mu still felt like he couldn't breathe.

The next instant, Zhou Yaren plummeted straight down from a height of thousands of feet.

Li Liuyun's expression changed, and he leaped into the air.

The other Taihang Road youths were in a complete panic, unsure whether to catch Tingfengzhi or rescue Baiyuan, since both of them were on the verge of death.

Just as the boys were panicking, the phosphorescent lamps on the beacon tower creaked and swayed. The man in black turned around, only to find that no one was beside him. He turned back to look, and there was the old geezer. Without even a word, he had jumped off the cliff with his showy oil-paper umbrella, landing with a rather graceful air. He was faster than a thief, shrinking the distance of dozens of feet to mere inches in an instant, and rushed to the ferry crossing, passing by a boy from the Taihang Mountains.

Lin Mu felt a blur before his eyes, and before he could fully understand what was happening, his legs moved faster than his brain as he lunged toward Bai Yuan, who was lying on the riverbank.

Because the blade light was so dazzling, Lin Mu didn't have time to think. At the same time, he thrust his long sword toward that figure!

The oil-paper umbrella spun so fast it dazzled the trees, directly deflecting his longsword.

Lin Mu was horrified and almost screamed, "What are you doing?!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan opened her eyes slightly, but her vision was blurry. She seemed to see a smiling face holding a gleaming knife, leaning down towards her and speaking softly: "The Autumn Execution Knife, forged from a hundred sins, will send you on your way today."

The swooping trees heard it.

The Autumn Execution Blade—isn't that the blade the executioner uses to behead someone in the autumn?!

The sword was used to commit a hundred sins, meaning it beheaded at least a hundred people!

Where the hell did this gloomy, malevolent ghost come from?!