Ye Dance Returns to Heaven

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This was depressing. My days and nights had been turned upside down lately. I scheduled the second chapter for eight, then changed it to release together at seven, but it turned out the date was tomorrow...

Almost at the same moment the twin swords sealed off the hammer, Chen Mu on the flank of Chang'an's formation moved.

He erupted with a deep, powerful Soul Power that did not match his position, his body covered in a condensed layer of blue soul light, like a moving bulwark, charging head-on toward Tai Wei, the most ferocious fighter in Tianshan's formation.

He made no unnecessary movements. He simply met Tai Wei's scarlet-thunder-wrapped heavy fist with the Seven Kill Sword in the most precise posture.

With a muffled boom, the savage impact was forcibly stopped, and the blast of air sent shattered stones flying.

At the same time, Zhu Taihong let out a low growl. His body swelled by a size, and a dark-red lava glow seeped from his pores.

He brought his hands together, and a massive heavy sword, its entire body like solidified lava, condensed out of thin air, stirring up scorching currents and heavy wind pressure.

This heavy weapon, symbolizing pure strength, came down in the most violent fashion with his Third Soul Skill, Flowing Fire Slash, cleaving toward Tianshan's central bulwark—Niu Hengzhi.

Niu Hengzhi let out a long, deep moo like an ancient bell. Earth-yellow Soul Power surged wildly across his body, and the phantom of a Plate Armor Giant Rhinoceros instantly became solid and heavy.

"First Soul Skill—Sudden Increase Defense." His skin instantly became as hard as iron. This soul skill increased his Defensive Power by 70%.

"Second Soul Skill—Rapid Increase Defense." His skin grew even darker, like black iron. His defense increased by 50%, and his strength also rose by 20%.

He met the descending lava heavy sword with the hardest part of his shoulder and elbow.

Bang! A dull, thunderous impact like a heavy hammer striking a giant drum exploded outward, with firelight and earth-yellow Soul Power fragments scattering in all directions.

Their massive bodies shook violently at the same time. Strength against strength, a head-on clash without the slightest trickery.

Tang Xi, who tried to cut in from the right wing to support, had long since been intercepted by an ice-cold figure.

Shen Youchu's movement was like a crane dancing among clouds, but her sword light carried a bone-corroding briny chill and the ice-cold color of Green Blood.

Her sword swept out in an unbroken expanse of flashing cold light, like surging green waves in the dark night.

Her sword momentum was precise and lethal. Green Blood Sword light wove into an invisible yet razor-sharp net, tightly sealing off every angle of Tang Xi's attacks and every route of advance, suppressing her within a tiny space so she could not effectively answer her brother.

The chill within that sword light did not act only on the skin; it also quietly eroded the mind.

At the frontal core, Chen Xiaojun resisted the Clear Sky Hammer with twin swords; on the flank, Chen Mu clashed head-on with Tai Wei's frenzied fists; in the middle, Zhu Taihong's lava heavy sword matched Niu Hengzhi's giant rhinoceros defense; on the right, Shen Youchu's Green Blood sword net imprisoned Tang Xi.

Chang'an's defensive line, with the most precise rhythm, firmly locked down Tianshan's four strongest impact points.

Gu Wuyan stood behind the core of the formation, the jade-carved Wishful Ruyi Disc before him flowing with light.

His hands were as steady as machinery. The First Soul Ring flickered faintly, and profound wishful patterns broke through the air, landing precisely on the four people locked in fierce battle, including Chen Xiaojun.

The muscles of all four instantly tightened, and their auras surged by a notch—Wishful: Strength Infusion.

Immediately afterward, the Second Soul Ring spread a soft radiance, and a pale-golden halo silently rippled out, enveloping every Chang'an Team Member on the field. Their movements gained an invisible smoothness—Buff Aura, all-attribute amplification.

A millisecond later, the Third Soul Ring suddenly blazed bright. A translucent barrier phantom engraved with rebound runes instantly covered the four—Ruyi: Barrier took effect.

Strength +30%, all attributes +15%, defense +40% with rebound. Three layers of support stacked together.

Xiao Yi stood quietly slightly behind the center, her hands tucked into her sleeves, her expression peaceful.

An extremely faint, almost invisible white glow radiated from around her, like countless resilient threads, silently merging into space.

Secret Technique: Life Force Field.

It was like an invisible yet precise tuner, coordinating the physical rhythm, Soul Power circulation, and life tempo of every Chang'an Team Member on the field.

It let Zhu Taihong's lava heavy sword generate new force the instant the old was spent with every cleave; let Shen Youchu's extreme evasion become light and seamless; let the subtle internal disharmony in Chen Mu's body after each heavy impact be instantly smoothed away by a warm current, keeping them at all times in the physical "steady state" where they could unleash their current peak combat strength.

Shi Feiyang's position was slightly farther forward, behind the four in the front row.

The instant Tianshan's four-man offensive was frustrated, he opened his eyes, and ice-cold needle-like glints seemed to gather in his pupils.

Silent mental fluctuations were like invisible sharp spikes, instantly stabbing into the depths of Tang Xu's, Tang Xi's, Niu Hengzhi's, and Tai Wei's consciousnesses.

Second Soul Ring, Nightmare Whisper!

Tang Xu's thoughts, just as he prepared to change moves, abruptly stalled, and the outlines of the Gan Jiang Mo Xie twin swords warped at the edge of his vision.

Tang Xi's already obstructed rhythm became even more chaotic, and the Green Blood sword net before her eyes suddenly transformed into phantom images.

Niu Hengzhi's big head shook almost imperceptibly.

Bloodshot Eyes instantly burst in Tai Wei's eyes, and baseless agitation pushed his already disordered attack rhythm to the verge of losing control.

Precise matchup obstruction, triple amplification support, constant state maintenance, and mental interference slipping in through the gaps.

Chang'an's opening strategy meshed like ice-cold machinery, operating flawlessly and pressing Tianshan's sharp edge, which had intended to tear open a breach, right back to the Origin Point.

Chen Xiaojun held his twin swords and slashed at the Clear Sky Hammer, the symbol of the world's strongest assault, his figure standing unmoved amid smoke, dust, and surging air.

The instant the dual blessings of "Cauldron's Cry" and "Mystic Cauldron's Blessing" released by Yang Zixiao took effect, the figures of the Bai siblings changed at the same time.

These siblings with the Sharp-tailed Swallow martial souls had tacit coordination like twins. One on the left and one on the right, they turned into two streaks of flashing silver light and pounced toward Chang'an's rear, each activating three soul skills in perfect sync within an instant.

On the left, as Bai Ruoyu's figure shot forward, the First Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed with dazzling light—Phantom activated.

Four energy phantoms completely identical to his true body, even replicating his synchronized frequency and aura, suddenly split out. Including his real body, five "Bai Ruoyu" appeared in unison.

Immediately afterward, the pair of wings on his back—originally made of real feathers while in their possessed state—underwent a violent transformation the instant his Third Soul Ring flared: Light Wings.

Countless streams of particles, condensed like liquid light, swept over them in an instant and replaced the original feathers.

The wings completely transformed into a form of pure, dazzling energy Light Wings, their radiance blinding.

Every high-frequency vibration of the Light Wings not only brought him terrifying acceleration far beyond before, but the high-density energy blades rippling along their edges were sharp enough to slice through soul-power barriers!

(The original Third Soul Skill was flight. I'm speechless, so I strengthened it here.)

At the same time, his Second Soul Ring lit up without pause to accelerate him, and a pure force of gale wind surged through his entire body, perfectly stacking with the propulsion of the Light Wings.

On the right, Bai Ruoyu's movements were perfectly synchronized with her elder brother's.

The siblings each activated all three soul skills in sync—Phantom Avatar to confuse the enemy (Bai Ruoyu's elder brother had four avatars, while Bai Ruoyu had three), Light Wings form (providing temporary acceleration + attacks), and stacked acceleration.

This all-out burst pushed the Sharp-tailed Swallow's speed trait to its absolute limit.

With the Mystic Jade Cauldron's Cauldron's Cry granting a 40% movement-speed boost, the siblings seemed to fully turn into streams of light.

On the left, the burst erupted: Bai Ruoyu's elder brother's true body and four phantoms shot straight toward Gu Wuyan and Shi Feiyang like five elongated, distorted flashes of silver, carrying an ear-piercing sound of tearing air.

The Light Wings trembled at high speed, their sharp energy blades leaving fine vacuum fissures along their charging paths.

His target was clear: his true body and two phantoms attacked Gu Wuyan, who controlled the Wishful Ruyi Disc, with full force, while the other two phantoms moved in a pincer formation straight for Shi Feiyang, who was casting Nightmare Whisper.

On the right, Bai Ruoyu's three phantoms turned into three trajectories like meteors across a blue sky, so fast that afterimages were left behind even past the target point, while her true body provided support from behind.

Their target was only one person—Xiao Yi, who stood quietly within a small area with both hands tucked into her sleeves, maintaining the secret technique, Life Force Field.

The three figures instantly closed in from three different angles along identical, tricky arcs impossible for the naked eye to lock onto. Their Light Wings either slashed horizontally, stabbed straight, or cut in crossing arcs, all aimed directly at Xiao Yi's vital points.

On the left and right, nine figures carried wings of light that vibrated at high speed, cut through the air, and condensed energy to an extreme degree.

Their intent was to use the world's supreme speed, at the crucial moment when Chang'an Team's support effects reached their peak and pressure from the front was immense, to instantly sever every tactical chain connected to its rear.

The Sharp-tailed Swallow, a top-tier seventh-grade martial soul, was one of the world's fastest martial souls, second only to the Silver Emperor Sky Falcon.

The shriek of the cutting Light Wings and the visual deception of interweaving phantoms completely enveloped the relatively calm rear of Chang'an.

Heaven Mountain Academy's precise tactical countermeasure was fully revealed at that moment.

The timing and intensity of the Bai siblings' explosive disruption had indeed shaken the system Chang'an Academy had painstakingly constructed.

Gu Wuyan lacked direct offensive ability, and although Shi Feiyang's Nightmare martial soul's butterfly-transformed form had movement ability, his speed was far from enough to match the Sharp-tailed Swallow's extreme burst, making interception impossible.

The pressure was instantly transferred to Xiao Yi. She was the protector of the backline.

Her tranquil posture as she maintained the Life Force Field abruptly ended, and her hands shot out like lightning.

Her slender white fingers fluttered, moving so quickly they left afterimages.

As her fingertips rapidly traced through the air, countless Life Vine Leaves, thin as cicada wings and flickering with cold emerald light, appeared out of thin air.

These vine leaves were not physical plants, but sharp blade-like objects highly condensed from pure Life Soul Power.

In the next instant, the leaf blades shot densely and fiercely toward the nine crisscrossing figures around her like a swarm of emerald bees pulled by invisible threads.

Her movements did not stop.

Xiao Yi tapped the tips of her toes lightly, her figure drifting back several meters with graceful ease, while both hands rapidly formed and changed seals, finger shadows blurring.

The ground trembled with it, and over a dozen thick, gnarled Life Vines covered in hard emerald scales broke through the earth. Like awakened giant pythons, they coiled upward, climbing to a height of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye before interweaving at the top into a thick canopy.

Xiao Yi landed precisely atop the crown, looking down from above.

The hand seal was completed.

Her hands suddenly split and joined before her, tracing a profound trajectory.

The emerald vine leaves that had shot out and missed abruptly flowed back, as if drawn by a powerful magnetic force, rapidly gathering, spinning, and compressing in the high air before her.

The number of vine leaves surged to several thousand. They rubbed and cut against one another, producing fine, grating, sharp cries that set one's teeth on edge, and in their high-speed rotation, they formed an emerald wheel made of countless whirling leaf blades—Myriad Leaves Flying Flower Stream: Leaf Blade Storm.

The instant the storm took shape, it was detonated. Several thousand leaf blades infused with powerful cutting energy shot wildly in every direction in a radial burst, covering such a vast range that all the areas where the Bai siblings could move were included.