Not far away, Ouyang Jingfeng and Luo Yuchen frowned simultaneously.
"What an annoying, stinking Taoist priest!" Luo Yuchen crossed his arms, unconsciously squeezing out an exaggerated curve that resembled the terrifying size of a white dragon. "You're not a kid anymore, yet you still have the nerve to bully the younger generation. Aren't you ashamed..."
Ouyang Jingfeng rolled his eyes upon hearing this, "It wasn't someone from your Misty Pavilion who died, so of course you can make sarcastic remarks..."
"You bastard, you're clearly unhappy yourself, so why are you picking on me?" Luo Yuchen snorted. "Now look what's happened, this kid's dead, all your favors are for nothing, you've lost out big time!"
“Death?” Ouyang Jingfeng raised an eyebrow. “Neither you nor I want to provoke the Tai Xuan Dao Sect, but… there are people who aren’t afraid…”
"..."
Faced with Tianyuan Daoist's undisguised killing intent, Nie Qingshuang, who was blocked outside the barrier, flew into a rage and, disregarding everything else, shouted sharply:
"Daoist Tianyuan! If you dare to harm Yao'er, the entire Guanghan Palace will be your Taixuan Dao Sect's sworn enemy!"
However, Daoist Tianyuan seemed not to have heard her threat at all. His cold eyes fell indifferently on Ning Yuyao, and he spoke again, his voice calm:
"You... really won't back out?"
Ning Yuyao paused for a moment, glanced at the anxious Nie Qingshuang outside the barrier, and slowly raised her head. "I have already experienced despair once, and I don't want to... and I will never experience it a second time!"
As he said this, the last bit of patience in Tianyuan Daoist's eyes seemed to have run out. He nodded, "Then I... will grant your wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, he casually raised his right hand, pointed his fingertips towards the direction where Ning Yuyao and Shen Yunhao were, and gently tapped them.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor did it cause any energy fluctuations. Only a faint light, only an inch long and as light as wisps of smoke, appeared on his fingertips.
Just as Shen Yunhao was about to use his escape technique to flee with Ning Yuyao, the hair on his body stood on end, and an aura of death emanating from the depths of his soul completely engulfed him.
He couldn't discern the profound mystery contained in Tianyuan Daoist's finger strike, but he knew very well that... no matter where he fled, he would be struck by the faint light of that finger strike.
Moreover, once hit, there is no chance of survival!
His soul will be annihilated into nothingness in an instant; neither the remaining power of Mo Yan nor the mysterious golden thread within his body can save him…
In the distance, Ouyang Jingfeng and Luo Yuchen's expressions changed simultaneously the moment this wisp of light appeared, their gazes towards Tianyuan Daoist filled with shock and apprehension.
"That finger... I never expected that he would actually touch that threshold..."
Clearly, Tianyuan Daoren's strength is no longer at the peak of the Void Realm, but like Mo Yan, he has one foot in the Great Void Realm.
This seemingly insignificant step was like an insurmountable chasm, keeping Ouyang Jingfeng and Luo Yu silent for a thousand years.
They are no longer a match for Tianyuan Daoren...
Of all those present, probably only Mo Yan at his peak could fight him, but at this moment, Mo Yan was severely injured by the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Flow Formation and was already at his last gasp.
At this moment, Tianyuan Daoren also became an invincible presence on the scene!
The pale blue light shot out silently, seemingly transcending the limitations of time and space, and arrived before Shen Yunhao in an instant.
A strong sense of death enveloped him, causing him to feel a sense of despair.
They had clearly given their all to kill Thousand Crane Daoist and avenge Mo Yan's blood feud, but what awaited them was still an endless hell...
Fortunately... this glimmer of light ultimately failed to fall on Shen Yunhao.
Just as the deadly glimmer of light reached within a few feet of Ning Yuyao, an invisible sword aura, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, swept past at an even faster speed, completely ignoring the defensive barrier set up by Tianyuan Daoist, and instantly obliterating the glimmer of light.
The whole process was incredibly fast. Shen Yunhao only had time to see the space in front of him tremble slightly before everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, the expression on Tianyuan Daoren's face, which had been indifferent since his appearance, showed a noticeable change for the first time.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, his hawk-like gaze pierced through the void, looking at a certain space in front of Shen Yunhao, his voice carrying a rare hint of solemnity.
"haven't seen you for a long time……"
"I never expected... that you would also step into this threshold."
As his words fell, the space in front of Shen Yunhao rippled outwards like a stone being thrown into a calm lake.
Immediately afterwards, a graceful female figure appeared out of thin air.
It was as if she had always been standing there, but no one had been able to see her before.
The woman wore a light blue flowing gauze dress, the hem of which moved slightly without wind, perfectly outlining her slender and graceful figure, yet shrouding it in a layer of hazy mystery.
In her delicate, jade-like right hand, she held a simple and slender longsword. The blade was dull and lacked any spiritual energy, making it seem like an ordinary longsword forged from common iron.
What was most captivating was the woman's face, which could only be described as breathtakingly beautiful.
Shen Yunhao was certain that she had never seen this woman in the Spectrum of Beauty before, but in her eyes, this woman's beauty surpassed that of 90% of the women in the Spectrum of Beauty!
She has features as exquisite as those of a candle, so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off her.
It was a breathtaking beauty that defied description; her features were so exquisite that they seemed to be the most perfect creation of the laws of heaven and earth, every line perfectly proportioned, combining to form an ultimate charm that was aloof, detached, and untouched by worldly dust.
If this woman is also above the level of beauty, then Zhuli's transcendent position among all beauties might not seem so secure. This is also the first time Shen Yunhao has seen someone who can rival Xiaobailong in terms of pure appearance, and even surpass him...
What's even more impressive is her temperament.
Compared to Ning Yuyao, who was as pure as a lotus, she appeared even more aloof, especially her pair of ice-blue eyes, which were as deep as an abyss, making it difficult to discern any emotion from them.
Looking directly into it gives one the illusion of facing a lifeless, flawless ice sculpture.
Shen Yunhao had never seen this person before, but her identity was already obvious.
Outside the barrier, the anxiety on Nie Qingshuang and Murong Xi's faces was instantly replaced by surprise and respect. The two simultaneously clasped their hands in mid-air and bowed deeply.
"Greetings, Palace Master!"
The Palace Master of Guanghan Palace... Shangguan Jingming!
A legendary figure of the same generation as Ouyang Jingfeng and Tianyuan Daoren, but whose fame far surpasses theirs!
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