Chapter 93 How can Sect Leader Xie blame me?
Xie Qingyu's sword aura was already unsheathed, the crimson sword shadow carrying immense profound power piercing straight towards Lin Lanyou. Rong Yuejun was also locked onto by the spiritual energy, and in her rage, she actually formed an encirclement with Xie Qingyu. The two immortal realms were forced to join forces, their sword aura and profound power intertwining into a vast net, causing the surrounding space to suddenly distort.
The light and shadows overlapped and distorted, the air currents stagnated and solidified, and the ground cracked open into bottomless ravines. The rubble floated in mid-air and could not fall, and even the air seemed to be compressed into a tangible form. This kind of power was extremely terrifying. The cultivators present felt as if their souls were about to be crushed, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to look up.
However, the expected roar did not occur. A faint halo suddenly appeared around Lin Lanyou, steadily catching both attacks. As the halo swirled, the immense power of the attacks was completely dissolved, without even a ripple. The next moment, the violent energy shock shattered the mask on his face, causing it to fall off.
Beneath the mask, Mu Wuxian's true face was revealed. His icy eyes were deep and still, like ancient glaciers, yet they also faintly revealed the majesty of someone who controlled the universe. Standing there, he was like the only focus in the world, making him someone no one dared to desecrate.
"It's Young Master Mu!"
A trembling cry shattered the deathly silence. A tremendous wave of shock washed over everyone present. Xie Qingyu's sword-wielding hand froze, her eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment. Rong Yuejun halted abruptly, her anger freezing in her eyes, replaced by profound shock. The other cultivators were utterly terrified, prostrate on the ground, trembling. None of them had imagined that the masked Lin Lanyou was actually the long-absent Lord of the Cloud Palace!
Mu Wuxian gently brushed his fingers across the fabric, as if brushing away dust from his clothes.
He was as serene as a delicate flower, as pure as ice and snow, untouched by the dust of the world.
Xie Qingyu stood rooted to the spot when suddenly a few sharp cracking sounds rang out, and the crimson, blood-red magic sword in her hand shattered. That sword, crafted from blood jade from the Southern Lands, was a Heavenly Grade magic weapon, forged from the essence of heaven and earth, truly extraordinary. Even though Xie Qingyu had survived the demon-slaying war unscathed.
But now this red sand sword is broken, shattered right here.
Rong Yuejun took a step back, then another, clearly wanting to maintain her composure and preserve some dignity, but she couldn't help herself. Suddenly, she vomited a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto her snow-white clothes, blooming in vivid, dazzling patterns.
Rong Yuejun quickly wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, her eyes slightly unsteady.
The cultivators present were also deeply shocked!
Young Master Mu has not personally taken action for a long time. Although his name has been heard for a long time, his power has rarely been seen. In Yuan Yuan Heaven, on the contrary, the Rong and Xie families are becoming increasingly powerful, and there are rumors that Young Master Mu is suspected of going astray in his cultivation.
Xie Qingyu, in particular, had been spying on him every day and secretly speculating, but now it seemed as if she had been slapped in the face several times in public.
Thinking that she had been the one to launch the attack, Xie Qingyu felt a surge of shame and indignation.
The two cultivators at the Immortal Realm were no match for Mu Wuxian in a single move.
The Cloud Palace is even above the three families of Yuan Yuan Heaven. From today onwards, no one will dare to object!
The scene was completely silent for a moment, and no one spoke.
Just then, a strange aura surged forth like an undercurrent, extremely fierce and ruthless, silently yet with remarkable precision.
The attack just now damaged Rong Yuejun's body and injured her primordial spirit, and her sea of consciousness was still churning.
Unfortunately, the person who attacked her was shameless and didn't care about anything; he just did whatever he could.
What's more, the attacker was quite skilled and adept at ambushes.
And so it happened so suddenly.
The next moment, a flash of cold light appeared, and blood splattered everywhere. Rong Yuejun had actually taken a sword blow to the back!
Rong Yuejun screamed, immediately attracting everyone's attention!
Xie Qingyu, who was in a daze, was jolted awake and suddenly came to her senses.
Although Rong Yuejun was injured, she was still a celestial being. How could she be ambushed like this? Who was the other party?
Everyone present was shocked, watching the person who glided in so lightly.
A cold, inky figure appeared, wearing a Shura mask as always; it was none other than Tanlang!
The Yuan Yuan Tian cultivators present had seen this vicious cultivator a few days ago during their annual cultivation exams, but things were different now. Tan Lang had replaced his previous cursed sword with the Tan Lang Sword in his hand, and it seemed that he had not fled in panic.
His aura flowed smoothly throughout his body, no longer resembling the disheveled state of the previous days; he was clearly at the Greedy Wolf realm!
Xie Qingyu's pupils suddenly trembled violently.
Even Mu Wuxian didn't bother to raise his eyes. He knew more than others, that the Greedy Wolf Sword before him was nothing more than a puppet. But if it was a puppet, why was it so perfectly suited to the Greedy Wolf Sword, even to the point of unleashing the power of an immortal?
A ridiculous conjecture flooded Mu Wuxian's mind, seemingly absurd and laughable, yet also seemingly not impossible.
A puppet thread controlled the Greedy Wolf Puppet. Following the puppet thread, one could see a graceful figure, extremely beautiful.
Xie Qingyu's eyes were filled with disbelief.
That woman was none other than his former lover, Shen Zhiwei, the sect leader of the Bixia Sect, with whom he had formed a bond in the mortal realm!
This is also the enemy he is now obsessed with dealing with, wanting to take his daughter away, destroy his heart, and prepare to destroy his wings.
Now, however, she exudes the aura of an immortal, incredibly powerful and unfamiliar.
Their eyes met, and Shen Zhiwei smiled gently at Xie Qingyu. Only then did Xie Qingyu realize that the other's eyes were incredibly deep, unlike the pure and innocent eyes he had seen when he was rescued in a daze.
No, ever since they reunited, those eyes have always seemed to be so dark and deep.
Xie Qingyu was immediately flustered and felt a sense of indescribable fear. She didn't even care about the injured Rong Yuejun beside her, nor did she go to help her up. Instead, she took a step forward and asked, "What have you done to Zhiwei?"
Those sharp words were utterly insane.
Shen Zhiwei smiled and said, "She died ten years ago. I bore her daughter and raised her sect. Sect Leader Xie, you never recognized her, so why pretend to be so affectionate?"
Compared to her usual delicate and melodious voice, Shen Zhiwei's voice is now a little hoarse, but still very smooth, so this slightly hoarse voice has a kind of mocking quality.
"How could I have done anything to her? Didn't you use her to shield yourself from the demonic beast? Sect Master Xie, how can you blame me?"
Xie Qingyu's cheeks flushed crimson. The pregnant female cultivator from that year had reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes, leaving a deep red handprint. He turned and left, thinking at the time that he might not necessarily die.
Deep down, he knew it was all self-deception, but subconsciously he didn't want to think about it further. Later, he heard that Shen Zhiwei was indeed not dead, which was quite illogical. But he still didn't want to think about it and simply let it go.
But who is this person before me? Who is this monster?
She smiles charmingly, yet is cunning and calculating, manipulating everything with ease. The fact that Xie Qingyu and Rong Yuejun are now at odds is also due to her instigation, using her beautiful appearance to stir things up.
Such terrifying cunning is hidden beneath a beautiful exterior; she might not even have originally been a woman. When a soul possesses another body, what does it matter whether the physical form is male or female?
A terrible suspicion began to form in the minds of those present.
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