Suddenly, a streak of moonlight flashed across the sky. Under the bright sunlight, the moonlight was in no way inferior, and even showed signs of being overshadowed.
Lu Zhaozhao's eyes widened suddenly when she saw Yuehua.
"Returning Moon..."
She murmured softly, her voice filled with shock.
That was Yunxian's natal sword. Since he entered the Void Return realm, no one had ever seen him use the physical sword to make a move. Even Lu Zhaozhao, his disciple, had only heard about the sword's heroic appearance when it was drawn from Ying Che's mouth.
She immediately rushed to the windowsill, leaned out the window, and tried to see who was behind the other attack.
"Are you crazy?!"
Bai Yuanshi rushed to her side and pulled her upper body back into the room. Outside the window, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, launching attacks that occasionally affected those at the Ninth Realm. For example, at this moment, a bolt of lightning struck right next to Lu Zhaozhao, blasting a section of the windowsill bare.
Both sides restrained their spellcasting; otherwise, the devastating power of the Void Returning Realm would have completely destroyed this place in a single move.
Despite the efforts to contain it, the Nine Realms were still affected to some extent; the building was teetering on the brink of collapse, with broken pieces of wood falling from time to time.
"Crunch."
The sound came from somewhere, and Bai Yuanshi immediately became alert. He looked in a certain direction, and after a moment, his expression suddenly changed.
"This building is going to collapse!"
Bai Yuanshi was shocked. At the same time, the two of them rushed up to the next floor.
"No way! It's about to collapse, why are you still going up?! Do you want to die?!" Xun Hua stared at the two of them in disbelief, unsure whether to leave or not. But seeing the wooden planks falling from above, he gritted his teeth, knowing that survival was the priority, and immediately ran down to the next floor.
Lu Zhaozhao gritted her teeth and rushed forward with all her might. The eighth floor was spacious, and the ever-present obstacles such as falling beams and bookshelves made her journey extremely difficult.
Bai Yuanshi followed closely behind Lu Zhaozhao, watching her dodge left and right, silently gritting his teeth. It turned out she hadn't even used her true strength before; at this speed, he'd have to use his full power to catch up.
However, the two were heading in different directions. After reaching the ninth floor, Bai Yuanshi spotted Yue Cong in the distance and immediately changed course to head towards him.
Yue Cong also saw Bai Yuanshi and immediately gestured for him not to approach.
With a sudden stop, Bai Yuanshi halted at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. He found cover and observed Yue Cong's surroundings.
Their movements and expressions were very natural, but their gazes would always shift to another place after sweeping over him.
Following his gaze, Bai Yuanshi saw a group of cultivators gathered there, dressed in the robes of different sects, yet spontaneously staying in one place. One of them was even wearing Wen Yuan's outer garment.
He squinted and observed carefully, scanning from top to bottom. He could see that his outer garment was missing a piece, as if it had been torn to shreds. Bai Yuanshi immediately thought of the piece of cloth he had retrieved from the water in the cave.
Are these people really from various sects in the cultivation world?
However, Yue Cong only gestured to him to stay away, and the two did not engage in a fight. It seems that they have not yet broken off relations, and Yue Cong must have discovered something and was keeping watch in secret.
Bai Yuanshi reached behind his back and took out a bamboo tube, watching them warily.
Aside from Yunxian's battle with another unknown master outside the arena, the situation inside the arena was strangely balanced.
Meanwhile, Lu Zhaozhao, who had parted ways with Bai Yuanshi, was rushing to the top floor.
She is currently on the ninth floor, looking at the dragon ball that emits a ghostly green light.
What stands between her and the Dragon Ball is an extremely domineering restriction.
The center is based on a circle, and the outer edge is composed of five lines forming five equal-length pointed corners. Gold, black, red and other colors are interspersed and reflect each other. The lines are smooth and the corners are sharp, highlighting its mystery and solemnity.
Lu Zhaozhao had just tried to use the Reverse Karma sword to slash, and without exception, all the attacks were reflected back, leaving the formation completely unharmed.
The pavilion was becoming increasingly unstable and was about to collapse; she didn't have much time left.
Outside the window, two figures, one in black and one in white, were still locked in battle, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.
With a wave of her hand, Yunxian brought Guiyue to a steady stop in front of her. With a flick of her finger, Guiyue transformed into seven identical swords in the air, each containing an extremely terrifying pressure.
"Decades ago you could conjure six swords, but decades later you've barely managed one more. Yunxian, are you perhaps too old to continue your cultivation?"
A voice, hidden in the shadows, came from the air, mockingly saying, "You'll soon find out how strong I am." Yun Xian wasn't angry at all, remaining calm and composed, and replied, "You'll soon find out how strong I am."
"Such arrogance! I'd like to see just what this so-called Chosen One of Heaven is capable of!"
The hoarse voice had barely finished speaking when the attack began. Yunxian was equally unyielding, and her seven swords transformed into seven beams of light, hurtling fiercely towards the shadows.
"Boom—bang bang bang—"
Explosions echoed across the sky, black and white light shifted, and billowing smoke billowed from the explosions.
Neither of them held back, unleashing a barrage of attacks. As soon as their weapons clashed, their figures would appear in the clouds one moment and then flash to the side of a tree branch the next.
The two fought, causing a strange change in the celestial phenomena. A rainbow pierced the sun, the Purple Star appeared, and its residual power shook the Nine Heavens, making the already crumbling building even more dilapidated.
"Yunxian, as a senior cultivator of the human race, aren't you going to do anything about your younger generation?"
A sinister voice rang out, and Yunxian frowned, looking back at the pavilion behind her. A battle had suddenly broken out on the ninth floor.
"Who are you! Do you know that everyone here is a disciple of a well-known sect in the cultivation world?"
One person collapsed to the ground, looked at the group of people in front of him, and spoke in a trembling voice.
The men in front of him smiled provocatively, raised their weapons, and were about to strike.
"Help--"
The person who fell to the ground was filled with despair. He closed his eyes and cried out in frustration.
"Clang!"
The fatal blow missed its mark. Yun Guan appeared just in time, knocking the group back. Another flash of light followed, and two of them fell to the ground, injured.
Yue Cong, who was not far away, breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Bai Yuanshi appear. He said, "If you hadn't made a move, I wouldn't have been able to hold on."
"I've already dealt with the last few, but they all gave up the moment they were caught, so I didn't get anything out of them."
Bai Yuanshi's expression was somewhat solemn. He had already scouted the area before these people made their move, and when they caused chaos, he also intervened, dealing with any lone individuals in the confusion. He had intended to find out their purpose, but these people immediately self-destructed, which only made him look rather disheveled.
"A swift and decisive victory."
A fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
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