Chapter 115



Chapter 115

Unexpectedly, Han Yuyi was not surprised at all, not even as surprised as the unexpected snow just now.

"I had some idea before I came to find you."

Sheng Ningyu was taken aback: "Senior sister knows what I want to do?"

Han Yuyi shook her head: "I don't know."

"But I know that my junior sister Mingyue is the most intelligent and capable. She never makes a mistake."

Sheng Ningyu whispered, "Senior Sister..."

Han Yuyi looked at Sheng Ningyu with affection and touched her face.

For some reason, Han Yuyi always felt that she and Sheng Ningyu had been separated for a long time, and that Sheng Ningyu had been comfortable for a long time.

She sighed, "Go, Bright Moon."

"Go do what you want to do."

Sheng Ningyu didn't hesitate any longer. After bidding farewell to Han Yuyi, her figure transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards the Mitian Realm.

Within the territory of Mitian, there is a persistent black miasma that accumulates heavily between ravines and ruins.

Feng Xiaosheng, dressed in red, stood with her arms crossed on a toppled, broken monument.

As Sheng Ningyu landed, a gust of wind stirred, fluttering the magnificent immortal robes of this young master Feng. Her demeanor was aloof, and her brows exuded an air of domineering arrogance.

After becoming the young master of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Xiaosheng's aura became even stronger.

However, Sheng Ningyu was not frightened at all.

She raised her eyebrows high and said without any hesitation, "Feng Xiaohong, what are you doing here?"

Feng Xiaosheng glanced at her and said, "Isn't it because I'm waiting for you?"

Sheng Ningyu asked in surprise, "How did you know I was coming?"

Feng Xiaosheng said matter-of-factly, "There's been some unusual activity in the Mitian Secret Realm of the Great Wilderness Mountain. It seems to be about to open, and I figured you'd probably come and join in the fun."

That being said, anyone standing here knows that this secret realm is far more complex than simply "opening" it.

Beneath the dense, almost tangible, demonic aura, there must be something deeper.

Feng Xiaosheng looked at her, their eyes met, and his phoenix eyes shone brightly: "What earth-shattering event are you planning to do this time?" She paused, her smile fading slightly, "Don't worry, the commotion here is well concealed. The outside world just thinks that the remnant formation of the Mitian Realm has made some unusual movements. However, it may not be easy to completely hide it from certain people."

Sheng Ningyu saw through it at a glance.

Now it was Sheng Ningyu's turn to be surprised: "You didn't know, yet you dared to come?"

If Sheng Ningyu is someone who is curious about everything, then Feng Xiaosheng's personality is far more composed.

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Feng Xiaosheng answered decisively. She jumped down from the broken stele, walked up to her, and stared intently at her.

"No matter what you're going to do, Sheng Ningyu, this time you won't get rid of me."

Sheng Ningyu looked at Feng Xiaosheng and suddenly smiled.

Why would I dump you?

The wind whistled by, blowing away the dust and making one feel as if they had returned to the youthful exuberance of their younger days.

"Feng Xiaohong, I'm afraid I need to go to the bottom of the Boundless Sea for a talk. You must lend me a hand!" As they sped through the air, Sheng Ningyu raised her voice, "I just don't know if you'll still be able to take over the throne of Feng Jun if you cause trouble!"

Feng Xiaosheng laughed loudly: "If you don't want to answer, then don't! If I'm kicked out of the Phoenix Clan, I'll just move to the Sword Pavilion!"

Before the words were even finished, the two had already reached the depths of the Vast Heaven Realm.

As the surrounding light and shadow shifted slightly, several figures emerged from their hiding places. Among the three leading figures, two were actually acquaintances of Sheng Ningyu.

Yang Xiuzhu was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, holding a ditch sword, followed by several Sword Pavilion disciples with imposing auras, clearly also surveying the area.

When he saw Sheng Ningyu, his eyes widened slightly, seemingly both puzzled and delighted.

As for Yuan Bushu, he remained somewhat silent, only his presence was indicated by the continuous transformation of the Lingzhi Ink Jade Brush in his hand into arrays.

He nodded slightly to Sheng Ningyu: "The atmosphere here is strange. Although my father is in seclusion, he still sent me to take a look."

Sheng Ningyu understood that there must be something very unusual about this place.

Otherwise, given Yuan Bushu's character, he would never have abandoned his wife.

As for the remaining person...

Yan Wurong is the lord of the Ever-Sleeping City of Mountains and Seas.

This mysterious and unpredictable senior is also here.

Seeing Sheng Ningyu looking over, Yan Wurong nodded slightly, as if they were old acquaintances.

Sheng Ningyu had even more doubts in her heart.

She clearly did not recall ever having any interaction with this city lord.

But there is an even greater crisis at this moment, and there is no time for further questions.

Sheng Ningyu: "I must make a trip to the Sea of ​​Nothingness."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately decided to go together.

However, no matter how long they walked, they seemed to be going around in circles in the forest.

"Does the Sea of ​​Nothingness really exist in this world?" a cultivator asked doubtfully. "Could it be that someone has made up a lie to deceive us?"

He wasn't the only one; many people felt the same way.

"But if there is no legendary Boundless Sea, where exactly does this demonic energy come from?"

The cultivators were all talking amongst themselves, but Sheng Ningyu remained silent.

The more she walked, the more familiar the face seemed.

The tree branches twisted and turned, the demonic energy as solid as ink was restrained by the sword intent that seemed to contain the heavens and earth.

This created a peculiar system of checks and balances.

The more Sheng Ningyu looked at this sword intent, the more familiar it seemed.

Her swordsmanship originated from the same source.

Sheng Ningyu was slightly taken aback, and Feng Xiaosheng noticed her hesitation: "Is something wrong?"

Sheng Ningyu seemed to be talking to herself: "The remaining sword intent here looks very familiar... Feng Xiaohong, my master seems to have been here before."

Wait a moment.

I see!

Without further hesitation, Sheng Ningyu drew the sword from her waist.

In an instant, heaven and earth shattered!

The cracks in the ground spread rapidly, not because of a cataclysmic event, but as if a thick veil covering reality had been lifted.

Behind the crack lay not an ordinary scene, but a profound, tranquil expanse, seemingly encompassing heaven and earth…

ocean.

It does not lie across the earth, but stands between heaven and earth, like a water curtain that runs through the world.

The seawater surged and flowed within it, yet simultaneously surged and roared in both directions, with giant waves colliding at the center of the field of vision, splashing up silent sprays that seemed to be composed of shattered starlight and extinguished foam.

This is the legendary "Sea of ​​Nothingness" where Yin and Yang are separated.

The gale whipped up huge waves.

Yang Xiuzhu's voice pierced through the wind and waves as he calmly commanded, "The core of the formation is where the demonic energy is most concentrated. Aim there!"

Yuan Bushu and Yan Wurong, along with the cultivators, quickly set up the formation according to the method they had previously discussed.

“Not enough.” Feng Xiaosheng stood behind Sheng Ningyu and said calmly, “Everyone be careful, something in the core is ‘coming alive’.”

The boundless sea roared before my eyes.

Sheng Ningyu did not move immediately; she hovered in the void, her eyes slightly closed.

The answer she sought lay behind this sea wall.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer any confusion in Sheng Ningyu's eyes.

She calmly raised her sword.

The sword tip was raised, but the sword's momentum was unlike any previous sword strike; it was as if a child who knew nothing about swordsmanship was playing around.

The wind stopped.

All sounds within the Mitian Realm, even the surging demonic energy, ceased completely the instant Sheng Ningyu's sword intent reached its peak.

The cultivators held their breath and focused their minds, daring only to silently eliminate the lurking demonic energy around them, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Sheng Ningyu in the very center.

Everyone is waiting to see how the Sword Master will unleash his sword this time.

However, this time there was no earth-shattering roar.

It was just a light tap of the sword.

Everyone watched as an extremely thin, fine line flowed from the tip of her sword, silently extending forward.

The surging seawater was easily separated as if it had solidified.

The once surging, gaping sea of ​​Wuwang was now surprisingly "gentle".

The separated seawater continues its eternal upward and downward flow on both sides of the "line," with giant waves colliding at the top and bottom of the water wall, splashing up ethereal spray. But wherever that "line" passes, it forms an absolute, tranquil, and inviolable "path."

Behind Sheng Ningyu, everyone who witnessed this scene held their breath, their pupils reflecting the stunning sword strike, speechless with shock.

However, before Sheng Ningyu could even lift her foot, an aged voice called out!

Dozens of cultivators turned around in surprise.

It's actually Xin Zhuiwang, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?!

Yuan Bushu had no liking for this person, and surprisingly remained silent, while Yang Xiuzhu stared intently at her senior sister.

As for Feng Xiaosheng, there's no need to mention him.

From beginning to end, her gaze never left Sheng Ningyu.

Yan Wurong held the Zhu Hui sword horizontally in front of her and said loudly, "Is the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion here to honor you? Is there something important to tell you?"

These words were truly sarcastic, but Xin Zhuiwang didn't care!

Following his earlier plan, he said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen! You have all been deceived!"

"The reason why this place is filled with demonic energy is because Immortal Rong Que of the Sword Pavilion has demon blood, and this place is where he left himself to become a demon!"

These words were like a thunderbolt from the heavens, exploding above everyone's heads!

Even Feng Xiaosheng's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this, let alone those of others.

Everyone was deeply moved.

Is Rong Que a demon? Is that upright and flawless young master a demon?

How is this possible?!

Sheng Ningyu finally stopped walking.

She slowly turned to the side, looking at Xin Zhuiwang, her face expressionless.

He appeared to be insane.

Sheng Ningyu was not surprised by the fact that "Rong Que is a demon," but was simply curious.

What exactly triggered this Tianji Pavilion Master to recklessly expose himself?

But right now!

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear.

Xin Zhuiwang's frantic voice abruptly stopped. He looked down in disbelief and saw a section of a book, stained with blood and shimmering with starlight, piercing through his waist.

Behind him, Ruan Shu appeared quietly without his noticing.

Her face was still wet with tears, but it was not without fear and weakness; there was only determination and resolve.

This time, Ruan Shu's gaze was more resolute than ever before.

“Master,” Ruan Shu’s voice was very soft, but it made Xin Zhuiwang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, “you have fallen into demonic possession.”

"And I," Ruan Shu paused, then raised her voice, which resounded throughout the Boundless Sea, "Elder Ruan Shu of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion hereby slays the Demon Seed."

The book that had cut Xin Zhuiwang in half was none other than the new "Fragment of the Heavenly Destiny"!

Ruan Shu bit her lower lip, her eyes, which were always brimming with tears, were still filled with misty tears, hanging in her eyes as if about to fall, making her look especially pitiful.

However, she did not back down from her actions, and her eyes were filled with a cold, triumphant look.

What do you know?

Ruan Shu didn't care about anything else. All she knew was that in this world full of lies, the most trustworthy person was Sheng Ningyu.

This is the person who initially gave her warmth.

With a twist of Ruan Shu's wrist, the spiritual power attached to the new "Fragment of Heavenly Numbers" suddenly erupted!

The ashen aura surrounding Xin Zhuiwang instantly dissipated. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

All the madness, scheming, and resentment... ultimately turned into a deathly silence of bewilderment and emptiness.

Xin Zhuiwang, the master of Tianji Pavilion, who prided himself on his infallible strategies and loved to manipulate the fates of others, died at the hands of his most despised little disciple.

Elder Ruan.

Ruan Shu paused.

She slowly turned her head to the side, only to find that Sheng Ningyu had somehow landed beside her.

Sheng Ningyu said, "When I left, Senior Sister Han and the Pavilion Master of Gui Canglou were still together. If you are willing to do me a favor, please go and find her."

Ruan Shu stared intently at Sheng Ningyu, her feverish mind suddenly calming down.

A mere villain.

How can we ruin her future?

Moreover, the Bright Moon Sword Master would not favor a demon who harbors evil intentions and has lost his true nature.

Ah, unless it's that Demon Lord.

Ruan Shu thought that she had glimpsed some things in the "Fragment of Heavenly Destiny".

The two are a match made in heaven, a perfect couple.

Thinking about it, Ruan Shu inexplicably laughed.

She raised her blood-stained hand, and without hesitation, threw away the scroll that gleamed with a dark luster.

It landed steadily in Sheng Ningyu's hands.

"The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion owes Mingyue and the Holy Lord a great debt." Ruan Shu took a step back, bowed deeply, and said, "Once everything is settled, Ruan Shu will personally apologize!"

Those below who were exorcising the demonic energy could also hear it clearly.

Everyone understood that by doing so, Tianji Pavilion was clearly standing on Sheng Ningyu's side.

If someone were to use Rong Que's demonic form to attack Jian Ge in the future, they would probably have to think twice.

Sheng Ningyu held the book tightly and let out a deep breath: "Thank you." She then looked at Feng Xiaosheng. No words were needed; the other party already had a smile on his face and waved at her with a hint of disdain.

"I'm not going to that dark place," Feng Xiaosheng said. "Go early and come back early. I'll keep watch outside for you."

If anyone dares to cause trouble, Feng Xiaosheng wouldn't mind letting them experience the methods passed down through the Phoenix Clan for thousands of years.

Sheng Ningyu smiled.

She drew her sword again.

She had already split the Boundless Sea in two, and the water on both sides was churning silently.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless; how can one cross it?

Then... we won't cross!

High in the sky, Sheng Ningyu suddenly slashed down!

This sword strike didn't cleave through water.

In an instant, the light shimmered.

Laughter, anger, and tears; joy and sorrow, separation and reunion.

Those fragments of the past are hidden in the vast, flowing water before my eyes.

But time flows on and on, and in the blink of an eye, everything has changed, and Sheng Ningyu can only reach out in vain, but she can't grasp anything.

A hazy, indistinct array of vibrant colors, enough to dazzle the eyes, yet amidst this rushing water, Sheng Ningyu's gaze was inexplicably drawn to a white figure.

Pure and cold as snow, ethereal and stunningly beautiful.

He spoke softly, calling her name gently.

...Xie Qianjing.

The beauty of nature endures through the ages, yet fades in an instant.

All the memories of the past flooded into her mind, and connecting them with everything in the present, Sheng Ningyu suddenly understood something.

The "sage ruler" in the prophecy should never have been her.

Instead, it was the aloof and detached little immortal from the Bodhi Xie family.

Xie Qianjing.

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Author's note: Develop separately!

The story concludes in the next chapter! [Sunglasses]

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