Ji Xiaoxiao was preparing to unleash her ultimate move, completely focused and oblivious to everything else. "Take advantage of your busyness, and I'll kill you." Huang Yanheng wasn't about to foolishly stand there and watch this golden opportunity slip through her fingers.

Huang Yanheng raised her Cloud Flow Sword and swung it downwards towards Ji Xiaoxiao. An invisible sword aura, carrying a chilling force, left a deep gash on the white jade platform. The sword aura moved with incredible speed, reaching Ji Xiaoxiao in the blink of an eye.

Ji Xiaoxiao clasped her hands together, and the azure spiritual energy solidified into a flowing, swirling motion around her hands. When a spell reaches a critical moment, one must not loosen one's grip; otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted, and failure is the least of one's worries. The worst fear is that rashly withdrawing one's grip will result in a backlash from the spell, a near certain death.

Unable to move her hands, Ji Xiaoxiao retreated, drawing a Tai Chi symbol on the ground with her right foot and stomping heavily on it. The black and white Bagua symbol expanded outward from Ji Xiaoxiao's center to a circle with a diameter of three meters. When the circle reached its maximum size, a beam of light descended from the sky. The blood-sealing sword energy not only stopped abruptly in front of Ji Xiaoxiao's face but was also swallowed up by the beam of light, completely wiped out.

"Through the netherworld and the mortal realm, once Amaterasu is unleashed, immortality and annihilation are assured!" Huang Yanheng exclaimed in shock. "Amaterasu Formation! Su Mali, you actually know Amaterasu Formation?"

Huang Yanheng's face turned deathly pale with disbelief, and her mind went blank, causing her to ramble incoherently, "How is this possible? How could this be? It shouldn't be like this. Su Mali shouldn't know any formations. Could it be that I remembered wrong?"

To win with style and brilliance, Ji Xiaoxiao focused intently on her task, but she was also extremely attentive to Huang Yanheng, daring not to slack off or procrastinate. Huang Yanheng had a multitude of trump cards, and even with the original owner's memories, Ji Xiaoxiao still couldn't predict what move Huang Yanheng would make next.

Listening intently to Huang Yanheng's ramblings, Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, a strange glint flashing between them. Regarding Huang Yanheng's true identity, Ji Xiaoxiao had a more complete and accurate guess.

However, this was not the time to verify her guesses. Taking advantage of Huang Yanheng's distraction and halting of her attacks, Ji Xiaoxiao could now concentrate fully on her spell. The speed at which the eighty child talismans were formed doubled, and the mother talisman's shimmering white light grew even brighter—the spell was about to be completed. Upon seeing this, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't help but reveal a small, curved smile.

The smile was unremarkable, yet it stung Huang Yanheng's angry eyes. "Su Mali, so what if you're possessed by the Amaterasu Array? Your defeat is already inevitable. Everything in the universe has its counterpart; I'd like to see how you deal with my 'Following the Flowing Clouds'?"

"Following the Water and Flowing Clouds" is the signature move of Master Yun. With a single sword strike, the clouds fill the sky and the earth, creating a mirage of mist and fog. Ji Xiaoxiao had never witnessed the power of this move firsthand, but she could guess at it from the whispers and discussions of the crowd.

With Yun Yi's cultivation level, even a casual sword strike from him would be difficult for Ji Xiaoxiao to withstand, even if she tried her best. Using this unexpected move against Huang Yanheng, who was not yet at the peak of her cultivation, Ji Xiaoxiao, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, was confident she would be unharmed.

"You're all talk and no action. Huang Yanheng, you'd better hurry up and make your move, I'm getting impatient!" Ji Xiaoxiao secretly increased the spiritual power she was sending to the Amaterasu Formation. With more spiritual power, the color of the light pillars within the formation became darker and darker.

Huang Yanheng kept silent, her teeth grinding together, her cheeks trembling, her delicate nose whistling, and her hand gripping the Cloud Flow Sword so tightly that the veins bulged and bones cracked, expressing just how utterly miserable she was.

Ji Xiaoxiao smiled as she watched Huang Yanheng wield the Cloud Flow Sword. The white clouds and water vapor in the sky surged and rippled with Huang Yanheng's graceful dance. The clouds multiplied, gradually forming dark clouds overhead, with flashes of silver lightning streaking across the sky, their light fleeting and their roars deafening. The water vapor grew thicker, soaking anyone who touched it, and raindrops fell in a steady stream, blurring everything around them.

"It doesn't seem like 'following the water and drifting clouds'?" Master Yunyi observed his two beloved disciples through the water mirror. Huang Yanheng's moves aroused Master Yunyi's suspicions.

Huang Yanheng stood at the heart of the storm, her face calm and undisturbed, as steadfast as a mountain and as still as a deep pool, calmly raising her sword to the sky. Perhaps it was because lightning favored the metal Cloud Flow Sword, but bolts of lightning, no longer gentle, rushed down from the sky, forming a vast net that wantonly wreaked havoc on the ground.

"Damn it." Master Yun was exceptionally knowledgeable and acted decisively, casting a spell to create an invisible barrier that protected the disciples below the arena.

"'Thunderous Might'...? 'Flowing Clouds and Water' combined with 'Thunderous Might', Xiao Heng is truly a genius." Both clouds and water can conduct electricity, and the two killing moves are perfectly matched. Master Yun was quite worried about Ji Xiaoxiao, but also felt very proud of Huang Yanheng.

Unaware of Yun Yi Zhenren's complex emotions, Ji Xiaoxiao held her breath and focused on the situation before her. The eighty sub-talismans that had been spinning in the air suddenly stopped, and the mother talisman immediately entered Ji Xiaoxiao's body in the blink of an eye. The eighty sub-talismans then shot out in all directions, as if they were deeply rooted in the world, never to be separated from each other again.

"Manipulate the Heavenly Way, transform into Yin and Yang, generate Yin and Yang, turn the universe around, seize the spirit from all directions, and create endless life. The Eight Directions Spirit-Seizing Array, activate!" The moment the array was completed, Ji Xiaoxiao felt an inexhaustible supply of spiritual power.

At this moment, Huang Yanheng's ultimate move was ready.

"Go." Her lips pursed slightly, and the water and thunder rushed towards Ji Xiaoxiao.

Realizing the unfathomable power of Huang Yanheng's techniques, Ji Xiaoxiao picked up the longsword stuck in the arena and concentrated her strongest attack at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm at its tip. The best defense is offense. With Tianzhao protecting her, Ji Xiaoxiao had no worries and shot forward like an arrow, foolishly walking into the trap.

The two forces collided, and the pale golden barrier surrounding the arena shattered. The high-pressure, high-speed shockwave, with its powerful lethality and destructive force, caused many disciples to be blown down by the strong wind, lying on the ground, swaying and howling in pain.

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