The atmosphere gradually became serious and solemn. Even Luo Yuchen, who always enjoyed watching the excitement, couldn't laugh out loud anymore.
"This is really a huge problem... If these two really start fighting, the entire northern part of Central Continent will be in turmoil, which will seriously affect the business of my Misty Pavilion! That damn woman! It's just saving someone, she could have just dealt with it, why did she have to make such a big deal out of it?"
Ouyang Jingfeng gazed at the figure and sighed deeply, "If what you say is true, then she is not Shangguan Jingming. I never imagined... so many years have passed, and she is still the same person she was back then..."
His tone was filled with emotion and reminiscence, and seemed to carry a hint of... barely perceptible admiration.
Luo Yuchen crossed his arms and sighed as well. Although he was still stubborn, his tone had softened considerably: "Although I still think she's very good at pretending... I have to admit, when this woman pretends... she's actually kind of cool! No wonder she's the unforgettable white moonlight in the hearts of you stinky men..."
Ouyang Jingfeng's lips twitched, and he glared at her irritably: "If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth! You're not going to pretend? On that painting, just your various poses alone, there must be at least eight hundred or a thousand photos circulating, right? Why don't you just make a picture album for yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yuchen was not angry at all. Instead, she proudly puffed out her chest and said, "It's no wonder I'm good-looking! What's it to you! If you're so capable, why don't you try making the list yourself?"
Ouyang Jingfeng: "..."
...
Shen Yunhao had no idea what kind of drama had unfolded outside Wanren City after he left. He dared not linger and immediately increased his speed to the limit, transforming into a swift purple lightning bolt that tore through the sky and flew madly toward the western Dark Abyss!
He knew very well that Shangguan Jingming's help was most likely because he saw Ning Yuyao's future talent, and he certainly wouldn't fight to the death with Tianyuan Daoist for her sake.
Only by escaping to the Dark Abyss as quickly as possible can one be truly safe.
However, he was unaware that, high above in the clouds, an even deeper pair of eyes were silently watching him.
An elderly man, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, a gaunt face, and an air of otherworldly grace, stood quietly on the clouds, seemingly blending into the surrounding sea of clouds, his aura ethereal and unpredictable.
The old man lowered his gaze, looking at the streak of purple lightning rushing below. He didn't attack immediately, but instead murmured softly, as if talking to himself:
"Is the North Sea Dragon Palace also going to interfere and protect that demonic vine?"
As he finished speaking, the clouds around him surged and slowly condensed into a figure.
He was a man dressed in a moon-white long robe, with a handsome and refined appearance, like a graceful scholar.
The man carried a vermilion gourd in his hand, his expression languid and relaxed. He tilted his head back and took a small sip, then laughed loudly, his voice clear and melodious: "I don't care about anything else, but... I will never allow my precious baby to be bullied outside!"
The tone and sentence structure were a perfect imitation of Shangguan Jingming's voice.
The old man in the Taoist robe: "..."
Seemingly speechless at the white-robed man's behavior, the old man's lips twitched slightly.
Although he knew perfectly well that the seemingly young scholar before him was far superior to Shangguan Jingming in terms of true identity, status, and cultivation...
Zhu Xuan, the master of the North Sea Dragon Palace, has reached the peak of the Tai Xu realm, truly standing at the pinnacle of the entire continent!
The old man remained silent for a moment, ignoring his playful remark, and instead asked in a deep voice, "I remember that you, Zhu Xuan, have never liked to interfere in the disputes between sects on the continent. Why are you in such a hurry this time? Could it be that it's really for that little fellow down below?"
Unexpectedly, Zhu Xuan scoffed upon hearing this, instantly adopting the disdainful expression of a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law, and waved his hands repeatedly:
"No way! What does this brat's life or death have to do with my North Sea Dragon Palace? But..."
He abruptly changed the subject, took another swig of wine, smacked his lips, and said, "My family's treasure has only produced one in all these years, and since I happen to be strolling around nearby today, I naturally had to come and meddle in this matter..."
"So many years... only one?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the old man's aged eyes.
Everyone on the continent knows that Zhu Xuan, the Dragon King of the North Sea, is a womanizer. He has seven dragon princesses in public. If Zhu Xuan hadn't restrained himself later in life, and if the dragon race hadn't had such a low reproductive rate, he probably could have killed several dragon cubs with a single blow.
But why did the other party specifically emphasize "only one"?
Could it be that the Seventh Princess, Zhuli, has something special about her?
Zhu Xuan clearly didn't want to explain the matter of the Ancestral Dragon's Sacred Soul to him. His eyes flickered, and he took another big gulp from his wine gourd, mumbling, "Speaking of which, why did you, old man, come out in person? Is it really necessary to make such a fuss to catch a little brat? That kid Tian Yuan already has enough face by personally taking action. If you show up too, hey... what about the reputation of the Tai Xuan Dao Sect?"
The old man in the Taoist robe slowly shook his head upon hearing this, then turned his gaze downwards again, staring at the direction where Shen Yunhao had disappeared. He remained silent for a long time, his expression gradually darkening.
"Qianhe... even if he has made a thousand mistakes, he is still an elder of my Taixuan Dao Sect, representing the face of my sect. He should never die so hastily at the hands of an unknown junior..." His voice gradually turned cold, "This is what truly makes my Taixuan Dao Sect... lose all face!"
Zhu Xuan pursed his lips, hung the wine gourd back on his waist, and said nothing more.
No wonder people from the same sect are all the same; the entire Tai Xuan Dao Sect is just like that. No wonder others get angry at them...
The two beings, standing at the pinnacle of the continent, stood quietly above the clouds, their invisible auras restraining each other, forming a delicate balance.
The storm below, however, did not subside because of their standoff; on the contrary, as Shen Yunhao approached the Dark Abyss, it brewed even greater waves...
...
A few minutes later, the outline of a dark gray abyss appeared faintly in the distance.
The Dark Abyss... is right before our eyes!
Flying in mid-air, Shen Yunhao frowned. "This journey... has been far too smooth? Where are the others from the Tai Xuan Dao Sect?"
"In the sky..."
At this moment, a flash of blue light appeared on the Guixue Sword behind him, and a phantom figure in blue appeared beside Shen Yunhao, flying westward at the same speed as him.
At first glance, Shuang'er's figure is actually somewhat similar to Shangguan Jingming, whom she had just met. The little girl, who has integrated the Void Origin, has a naturally aloof temperament, but she is not as pure as Shangguan Jingming, and her face still has a bit of childishness.
The biggest difference is Shuang'er's long, icy blue hair, which makes her look like an elf traveling among humans.
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