Somewhere among the Sacred Puppet Sect's cultivators, Bai Suyuan's clothes were completely dyed black with blood. Her half-wet clothes stuck to her body, accentuating her exquisite figure. Even her pearl-like snow-white earlobes had a crimson blood scab.
However, most of the blood on her body belonged to the Ten Direction Tower's cultivators. Among them, there was also the blood of the Sacred Puppet Sect's cultivators. Only the wound on her right arm was caused by a sneak attack from a treacherous Ten Direction Tower's cultivator.
That blow was originally aimed at her heart, but at the critical moment, thanks to the Peach Talisman that Bai Fengyi had given her, only one of her arms was injured, and her life was saved.
She retreated to the center of the crowd and consumed the last pill to recover her magical power. As she absorbed the medicinal power, she no longer felt the fear and uneasiness she had in the beginning.
Whether it was the pursuit of Bai Songshi, who was possessed by the Heavenly Demon, or the killings she experienced during her cultivation, they were all small scale battles. Compared to this hellish scene, which was like grinding flesh with a stone, it was too easy.
She possessed superb natural endowments and had experienced the ups and downs of her clan since she was young, so her natural disposition wasn't that of a little girl. The bloody battle at this moment had even stimulated the cold and resolute side of her disposition, and after the successive battles, it had instead caused the bottleneck of her cultivation that had been stuck at the same spot to slightly loosen up.
Bai Suyuan believed that if she could get through this safely, she would only need to go into closed-door cultivation for ten years and she would be able to make a breakthrough.
However, would she be able to get through this safely?
Her beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of haze as she looked up into the sky.
Ten thousand feet above the sky, in the midst of the dark clouds, there was a huge hole that was hundreds of feet wide. It extended for thousands of miles and was majestic.
In the hole, sword aura surged like thousands of dragons, stirring up the Qi of Heaven and Earth. It constantly tore through the void and produced deafening sounds of thunder.
Through the hole, one could see the shadow of a snow lotus that was so big that one could not see its full appearance. It was slowly rotating and petals flew out. On the petals, white light gathered like stars and emitted waves of shocking waves.
An incomparably huge sword silhouette stood in the middle of the starry white light, constantly emitting sharp clanging sounds. However, it was unable to press down, nor was it able to break through the snow lotus.
The two of them were in a deadlock.
Yun Ni was like a lotus flower as she stood gracefully in the middle of the flower shadows. Her hands formed seals as an intoxicating soft singing sound was continuously emitted from her mouth. A pink color even rose within her eyes, causing her entire body to seem to be covered in a layer of hazy morning light and flower shadows, causing others to fall in love and forget themselves upon seeing her.
As she continued to sing, countless barefooted women flew out from the pistils. They stepped on the snow lotus petals and leaped into the sky.
Above the entire layer of clouds, within the hazy light, a gigantic painting unfurled. Within the painting, there were actually hundreds of barefoot women, with ribbons wrapped around their waists, dancing in the air. Some were like peacocks spreading their tails, some were like colorful phoenixes looking back, some were holding a pipa, and some had their skirts fluttering in the wind … it was too beautiful to behold.
If an ordinary person were to see this scene, even if it was just a glance, their spirit would directly leave their body and fly into the painting, becoming a trace of nourishment for those flying women.
Even if it was a cultivator, if they were too close, as long as their mind was not calm and their cultivation was not profound, their fate would not be much better than that of an ordinary person. At most, they would only be able to endure for a while longer before their soul would inevitably dissipate in the end.
In the high sky directly in front of the painting, Lu Ji was still standing in the air with a sword.
The clothes on his body were neat and flawless. Even under the strong wind in the high sky, there was not the slightest trace of wrinkles.
He did not look like a person, but more like a meticulous but incomparably sharp sword. It seemed that there was no wind in the world that could cause the slightest ripple on his body.
His eyes did not look at the painting in the sky at all. Instead, they were fixed on Yun Ni in the snow lotus shadow. A faint layer of pink had already appeared in his left eye, but his right eye was still as clear as before, without the slightest change.
Above the sea thousands of miles away, a nine-star golden sword that was more than ten thousand feet long was shining in the sky. It was shining brightly, and it slashed down toward the scarred man on the sea.
Wherever the golden sword passed, the void trembled. In the layers of golden sword shadows, blazing white light spots appeared, as if a dazzling golden starry sky was lingering around.
"Just two True Immortals actually stalled me for so long. It's enough for you to boast, but you won't have this chance." The scarred man's clothes were torn, but there was a slight sarcastic smile in the corner of his eyes.
After that, he waved his hand, and a wide black flag that was more than ten feet high appeared in the palm of his hand.
There were many damages on the flag. In the middle of the flag, there was a group of swirling patterns embroidered with golden silk threads. It was surrounded by simple runes, which emitted bursts of amazing tyrannical aura.
He held the flagpole tightly with both hands, and after chanting for a while, he suddenly waved it.
"Hualala"
The wide surface of the black flag surged violently like waves on the sea. The runes embroidered on the flag flew out of the flag and released a dazzling golden light that covered half of the sky.
At the same time, the golden vortexes on the flag seemed to come to life. They spun violently one after another and flew out of the flag, creating a violent storm in the air.
When the starry sky shadow on the golden sword got close to the vortexes, it immediately felt an extremely strong suction force, and a large number of them were swallowed by the vortexes.
As the starry sky continued to shrink, the power of the nine-star golden sword also weakened. When it landed on the black flag, the sword had shrunk to less than a thousand feet long. It only caused the flag to shake for a while before it was repelled.
Lin Jiu raised his hand to catch the golden sword that was repelled. He could not help but stagger. He felt that he had used up too much of his Celestial Spiritual Power, and he could not circulate it smoothly.
"How is it?" He turned to the side and asked behind him.
"It's about time … You should recover first." Bai Fengyi stood up with a pale face and said.
When she and Lin Jiu joined forces to attack the scarred man, the scarred man had purposely revealed an opening to lure her forward to attack. In the end, she was hit on the left shoulder by the golden bracelet. Although she was protected by the treasure, the Celestial Spiritual Power in her body instantly dissipated, and she could not use it for a while.
Fortunately, Lin Jiu protected her in time, and she had the chance to take an elixir to recover from her injuries.
At that moment, her left shoulder and the sleeve on her arm were completely shredded. Even the front of her shirt was torn, revealing her fair and tender skin.
In front of her chest, layers of white ribbons could be seen wrapped under the aqua blue tube top, forcibly suppressing the majestic scenery that should have been on her chest by a few degrees.
She exchanged positions with Lin Jiu and stood in front of the scarred man. Lin Jiu took out two elixirs and threw them into his mouth, trying his best to absorb the elixir.
The scarred man scoffed coldly. Just as he was about to fly forward, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look in the direction of the Sacred Puppet Sect's main island.
After pondering for a while, he waved his hand and kept the black flag. His body lit up, and he disappeared from the spot.
"Oh no!"
When Bai Fengyi saw this, she did not bother to call out to Lin Jiu and hurriedly chased after him.
If she could not hold him back, he would have a chance to join forces with the sword-wielding man. Then, Master Yun Ni would be in danger.
However, with her Perfected Immortal cultivation, how could she catch up with a Golden Immortal? In the blink of an eye, the scarred man had arrived beside the sword-wielding man.
When the scarred man saw the strange scene in front of him, a trace of wariness flashed across his eyes. When he saw the strange scene in the sword-wielding man's eyes, he let out a strange shout.
"Duo …"
His low rebuke seemed to come from the depths of his throat. It was low to the extreme, but it was extremely penetrating.
When the sword-wielding man heard this, the pink color in his left eye flashed, and like a tide, it receded. At the same time, his eyes became clear.
As he took a step forward, the long sword in his hand suddenly swept up, and the fingers of his other hand swept across the blade of the sword. Immediately, a snow-white sword Qi gushed out from the long sword, turning into a white dragon that twined around the sword and surged continuously.
This move seemed to be a sudden move, but in fact, it had been accumulating for a long time.
Just now, he was the one who was preparing to attack first. However, at the crucial moment, he was hit by Yun Ni's secret skill. Hence, he could not use it and had been suppressing it until now. However, because he had been suppressing it for a long time, the accumulated power on the sword became even more ferocious.
A clear dragon roar was heard!
A snow-white Sword Qi that was thousands of feet long tore through the void and slashed across the sky. The white dragons that twined around the sword suddenly grew a hundred times bigger, and all of them wriggled and pounced towards Yun Ni.
Above the Ninth Heaven, the wind and clouds changed violently, the wind howled, and the dark clouds surged. Thousands of dragons were faintly visible among them, and their momentum was extremely great.
Yun Ni, who was in the shadow of the snow lotus, saw all of this. Although her expression did not change, she could not help but sigh in her heart.
If an ordinary cultivator in the Golden Celestial Stage was consumed by her Illusionary Woman Flying Picture, he would have lost his mind long ago. Even if he was not controlled by her, he would become a puppet that could not move, and would not have the strength to fight again.
However, the tenacity of the sword-wielding man was far beyond her expectations. Although he seemed to have been hit by her secret technique just now, he had sealed his six senses and protected his mind at the first moment.
Even if the scarred man did not interrupt, it would take at least a quarter of an hour for her to forcibly imprison him.
If she succeeded, she would be able to free up her hands to repel the scarred man, and the crisis here might be resolved.