Three days later.
Black clouds like ink rolled in, instantly covering the 90,000-mile sky above the Yueying Sect.
The originally clear sky turned into a pool of purple lightning, and the lightning shuttled through the clouds like dragons and snakes, making a deafening roar.
Amidst the rolling dark clouds, one could vaguely see the shadows of three thousand soldiers, holding long spears in their hands. A murderous aura filled the sky and earth, as if heavenly soldiers and generals had descended to the mortal world with overwhelming power.
Qingyangzi stood on top of the thundercloud, his green robe rustling.
He looked down at the Yueying Sect below him, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a group of ants.
"Shangguan Yourong and Li Lingge killed our Taoist elders."
His voice was as piercing as ice, penetrating the clouds and reaching every corner of the Moon Shadow Sect.
"Is the Moon Shadow Sect guilty of the same crime as these two?"
Qing Yangzi's voice exploded like thunder, shaking the Yueying Sect's mountain gate to the point of collapse.
In an instant, the grass and trees within a hundred miles were instantly covered with frost, turning into crystal clear ice crystals, and the cold was oppressive.
Jingyue stood in front of the mountain gate, her face as pale as paper.
Just as she was about to explain, several chains of black ice suddenly exploded under her feet. The cold air coiled around her like a poisonous snake, instantly freezing her right leg to a purple-blue color.
She gritted her teeth, endured the biting cold, looked up at Qing Yangzi, her voice trembling but still firm.
"Elder Qing, please allow me to report! Fairy Shangguan was--"
"I don't want to hear an explanation!" Qing Yangzi interrupted her coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "I want your answer!"
Before he finished speaking, the jade hairpin in Jingyue's hair shattered and the fragments fell like snowflakes.
The pressure from the Immortal Emperor realm was like the sky pouring down from the northwest, overwhelming Jingyue's spine. It made crackling sounds under the heavy burden, as if it would break at any time.
Her knees buckled involuntarily and she almost fell to the ground.
The stone steps at the Moon Shadow Sect's mountain gate exploded under the pressure, sending rubble flying everywhere, then turning into powder and drifting away in the wind.
The guardian beast was pierced by a mysterious thunderbolt, letting out a shrill wail. Its huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, and blood dyed the ground red.
The twelve sword-wielding elders of the Moon Shadow Sect turned pale and vomited blood at the same time.
Before they could draw their swords, they were suppressed by the terrifying pressure and unable to circulate the immortal power in their bodies. They could only watch as the sect fell into dire straits.
Qing Yangzi's voice was as cold and ruthless as the god of death, echoing between heaven and earth.
"I give you three breaths to hand over Shangguan Yourong and Li Lingge, otherwise—I will destroy your sect!"
The pressure from the Immortal Emperor realm was like the collapse of heaven and earth. The three towering observatories were reduced to dust in an instant, with smoke and dust rising and debris flying everywhere.
The Moon Shadow Sect's protective barrier let out a sharp whine under such terrifying power, as if it would collapse at any time.
"three."
Under this pressure, all the disciples of Yueying Sect knelt on the ground. The Immortal Lords were bleeding from all seven orifices and their faces were as pale as paper. The disciples with weaker cultivation had their meridians broken and their breath was weak.
Throughout the sect, wailing and groaning sounds were heard one after another, making it seem like hell on earth.
Zi Shuhe stood in front of the crowd, his fists clenched, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, blood dripping through his fingers.
Her eyes were like knives, fixed on the figure high above in the air, and she asked in a cold voice.
"Everyone has witnessed what happened during the Saint Maiden Ceremony, both right and wrong!"
Her voice was cold and firm, with a sense of indomitable spirit.
"Is the Dao sect really so incapable of distinguishing right from wrong?"
"two!"
Qing Yangzi raised his hand indifferently, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and strands of lightning wrapped around his fingertips.
His eyes were cold and ruthless, looking down at the people of the Moon Shadow Sect below as if they were ants.
As he finished speaking, the terrifying pressure intensified again, like an invisible mountain, pressing down heavily on everyone's heart.
"Even if Shangguan Yourong can set up a giant immortal-level spirit formation," Qing Yangzi's voice was as cold as ice, "it's a pity you forgot that she can only live if the Dao Sect lets her live."
His tone was understated, yet carried an unquestionable majesty, as if he was declaring the fate of the Moon Shadow Sect.
Two breaths of time were as short as the snap of a finger, yet as long as a life-and-death ordeal.
The disciples of the Moon Shadow Sect were as pale as paper, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
They knew that any resistance would be futile in the face of a powerful Immortal Emperor.
Jingyue clenched her teeth, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.
She slowly stood up, and although her body trembled under the pressure, her eyes became more determined.
Today, the Yueying Sect has no way to retreat. The only way to survive is to fight to the death.
However, Qing Yangzi's pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.
Even a strong man like Jingyue felt that the spiritual power in his body was almost completely suppressed, and even raising his hand became extremely difficult.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.
"Whether she can survive or not is probably not up to the Dao Sect to decide."
The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared out of nowhere above the Yueying Sect. The one in snow-white clothes was none other than Li Lingge.
His appearance seemed to make the heaven and earth silent.
The originally raging pressure suddenly dissipated at this moment, as if it had never existed.
Qing Yangzi frowned slightly, his gaze fell on Li Lingge, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He slowly withdrew his hand, and the lightning in his sleeves dissipated.
"Are you Li Lingge?"
"Are you Qingyangzi?"
Facing this Taoist figure second only to the Taoist Ancestor, Li Lingge showed no fear at all.
Qing Yangzi laughed angrily. Shangguan Yourong was still useful to the Taoist sect, so she must be alive.
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