"Please, sir, give him a chance to live." The old woman fell to the ground, her forehead hitting the ground heavily, and her body was covered in blood.
"Grandma, don't ask him. At worst, we can die together." Seeing the blood on the old woman's head, Hua Yue's eyes were red and she shouted angrily.
"Do you have the strength to die together?" The black-clothed swordsman sneered contemptuously and slashed at Hua Yue with his sword.
At the same time, the barrier unfolded again, trapping Hua Yue Zirong and the others.
The light patterns flickered, the sword light was cold, and a phantom was formed. A legendary ancient ferocious beast, with endless murderous and bloodthirsty intentions, opened its big mouth and pounced towards Hua Yue and others.
"No!" The old woman's face changed drastically and she let out a shrill scream.
Mu Hanyan's eyes narrowed. No, she couldn't wait any longer.
Just as Mu Hanyan was about to make a move, the sky suddenly changed. Dark clouds gathered together, like a black curtain, pressing heavily overhead.
A clear whistle sounded in my ears, as if it pierced directly into the depths of my heart.
The originally thin power of heaven and earth around them suddenly boiled over like waves in a storm, violent and chaotic.
Even the internal Qi seemed to be pulled, becoming restless and turbulent, surging wildly through the meridians. If Mu Hanyan hadn't reached the peak of the Great Swordsman level, she would probably be unable to control this frenzied Qi.
Beside him, Mu Cheng's face was already pale, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. If he wasn't afraid of exposing his whereabouts, he would have groaned long ago.
Mu Hanyan slapped Mu Cheng on the body with her palm, temporarily blocking his meridians and forcibly suppressing his energy. Only then did his expression relax a little.
"What's going on?" Mu Hanyan looked at the small temple in surprise, her eyes suddenly widening.
A woman in coarse linen clothes was standing between the black-clad swordsman and Huayue and the others. She stretched out her arms and howled to the sky. It was Huayue's grandmother.
But at this moment, apart from the fine linen clothes, who would dare to believe that she was Grandma Huayue - the old woman in the village with wrinkles all over her face and a hunched back.
She had a beautiful face, snow-white silver hair, and a flawless complexion. She looked no more than thirty-four years old. Her dark eyes, straight nose, and slender and upright figure made her look beautiful, yet also heroic.
The dark clouds enveloped an area of a hundred miles, but upon closer inspection, they were clearly concentrated above her head. A faint black vortex surrounded her, forming an invisible storm that contained a terrifying and terrifying power that made people's hearts flutter.
"No, it's impossible. You are just a maid. How could you have such strength?" The black-clothed swordsman's face was full of horror, as if he had seen something incredible in the world.
Mu Hanyan was also shocked. She had never seen such a scene, let alone heard of it.
The scene before her was beyond her understanding of swordsmen.
The temple, the broken continent... Mu Hanyan thought of Han Jinglun's words, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind: Could it be that Hua Yue's grandmother, the woman named Yue Ji, was not from the Holy Court Continent, but from other continents?
"I didn't expect that Hua Guanyu would pass on the secret technique of the temple to you. But unfortunately, this is the Holy Court Continent. Without the blessing of the temple's artifacts, your storm sacrifice technique cannot exert its true power." After being surprised, the black-clothed swordsman said contemptuously.
"Really? It seems that you have been away from the temple for too long and you didn't even notice this." Yue Ji smiled lightly, with a look of determination in her eyes. She intertwined the fingers of her hands and made a series of strange hand gestures.
The black-clad swordsman pondered her words, and suddenly his expression changed drastically, as if he had thought of something.
In the sky, dark clouds continued to gather, like huge mountains pressing down on our heads.
"The abyss of death, the eternal darkness, in the name of the ancient gods, calling out - the night storm!" As Yue Ji sang softly, the thick clouds suddenly split open, revealing an endless void where a storm raged, as if leading to another time and space.
Countless hazy points of light flew out of the cracks and gathered in Yue Ji's body. Pain appeared on her face, but her aura was constantly increasing.
The black-clad swordsman's words confirmed Mu Hanyan's suspicions. Yue Ji, indeed, did not belong to the Holy Court Continent, but rather hailed from another continent. Due to the different powers of heaven and earth, her cultivation system was also vastly different from that of the Holy Court Continent. While there might be some similarities, the differences were even greater.
Therefore, Mu Hanyan was unable to judge Yue Ji's strength, but judging from her aura and pressure, she had definitely surpassed the realm of a swordsman. Even if she had not reached the level of a sword saint, she would definitely not be too far behind. If she continued to improve like this, it would only be a matter of time before she surpassed the sword saint.
However, judging from the pain on Yueji's face and the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, she must have reached her limit. If she continues like this, her life may be in danger.
"Yue Ji, you are crazy. You actually used forbidden techniques to open the seal barrier of the Continent of Gods and borrow the power of heaven and earth of the Continent of Gods. Do you want to live?" Seeing this scene, the black-clothed swordsman shouted in shock. It was not until now that he realized that Yue Ji was not performing an ordinary storm sacrifice technique, but a forbidden technique of the temple - Night Storm.
Indeed, he had been away from the temple for too long and did not react immediately.
Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that Yue Ji's forbidden technique was actually opening the barrier between the two continents, drawing upon the power of the other continent. No wonder her internal energy had become so violent and restless, nearly uncontrollable. It was because, enveloping her, not only was she enveloped by the power of the Holy Court Continent, but also by the power of the other continent. These two forces, which should have belonged to the same cosmic law, were now at odds with each other due to the separation of the continents.
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