Borrowing Strength

The next day, sunlight poured down like a golden waterfall, spilling over every inch of Lingxiao City and draping it in a brilliant, magnificent golden glow. The entire city seemed to be bathed in a glittering dream.

Outside the city gates lay an endless savage forest, deep and dark, filled with a tragic, murderous air.

This ancient forest had witnessed the smoke and flames of countless Hundred Dynasty Battles. Every battle had left deep traces upon this land.

No one knew how many proud geniuses of the dynasties had fallen here in gloom, collapsing on the final step before joining a super sect.

Whoosh!

A sound of rushing wind rang out, and a figure appeared in the sky above Lingxiao City. He hovered there, overlooking the scene within the city.

Wang Xiang's expression was steady as he felt the countless awed gazes gathering on him, and a ripple stirred in his heart.

As the guardian arranged by the super sects to watch over Lingxiao City, these dynasty geniuses held him in deep awe.

But Wang Xiang knew that among the crowd below, many would ultimately pass the trial of Hundred Dynasty Mountain, join a super sect, and directly become personal disciples.

Wang Xiang came from an ordinary background. By a twist of fate, he had joined the Sword Sect and become an outer disciple. However, his talent was limited, and after cultivating for many years, he was only at Eight Yuan Nirvana.

Because his age had already exceeded the limit for promotion to personal disciple, he could only spend his days in the Sword Sect in obscurity as a deacon, receiving no attention.

As for those geniuses of the super dynasties, through the Hundred Dynasty Battle, they could obtain the status of personal disciple the moment they entered a sect. It really was enviable.

Wang Xiang's gaze swept over the crowd and finally fixed on Mu Zi.

This one was even more terrifying. She had easily defeated a Six Yuan Nirvana genius. The champion of this Hundred Dynasty Battle was probably the most valuable one ever.

Yesterday, when Qin Tian was about to fight Mu Zi, Wang Xiang, as the guardian of Lingxiao City, should have stepped forward to maintain order.

However, the exchange between the two had ended too quickly. He had not had time to stop it at all.

No, that could not even be called an exchange. That girl had merely moved her finger and dismissed Qin Tian, as if he were a toy utterly unable to fight back.

Wang Xiang's eyes were filled with deep wariness as he looked at Mu Zi. He had a feeling that he probably was not this person's match either.

With strength like hers, the moment she joined a super sect, her status would immediately surpass his own.

At this thought, besides amazement, Wang Xiang felt deep envy in his heart.

He quietly breathed out, adjusted his state of mind, and solemnly announced the rules of the final selection.

"Enter the core region, defeat your competitors, and seize Nirvana Seals."

"After your Nirvana Seal upgrades to gold, you will be qualified to ascend Hundred Dynasty Mountain."

Wang Xiang's expression turned solemn, and his resonant voice rang throughout Lingxiao City.

"The Hundred Dynasty Battle begins!"

At his command, all of Lingxiao City instantly boiled over. Figure after figure swept out in overwhelming numbers, surging through the opened city gates.

When the human tide passed by Mu Zi, they consciously detoured around her. Numerous gazes of awe and admiration fell on her, and ingratiating greetings sounded one after another.

"Fairy Mu!" "Fairy Mu!"

Under the stares of the crowd, filled with all kinds of emotions, Mu Zi's figure flickered and vanished into the savage forest outside the city.

Mu Zi strolled through the forest unhurriedly, leisurely admiring the surrounding scenery.

Gusts of breeze blew over, lifting her hair and adding a touch of ethereal grace and liveliness to that peerlessly beautiful face.

Her calm and composed bearing was somewhat out of place amid the murderous atmosphere of the forest.

Mu Zi had no interest in attacking others to seize their Nirvana Seals. Her strength had long since far surpassed those so-called dynasty geniuses, and attacking them would be bullying them too much.

Although Mu Zi's Nirvana Seal still had room to improve, there was already no need for it.

She had already displayed her strength. Even if she did not have a Nirvana Seal, the super sects would not shut her out.

Mu Zi's strength was already enough to ignore the rules of the Hundred Dynasty Battle and act according to her own wishes.

While everyone was fighting fiercely over Nirvana Seals, a figure moved through the forest, relaxed and tranquil.

Deep within the dense forest, two groups of people collided fiercely like two raging torrents, their battle cries shaking the sky.

Sunlight slipped through the gaps between the leaves and fell on the fighting crowd, forming mottled patches of light and shadow. The air was thick with the stench of blood, making one shudder.

A red figure darted back and forth through the crowd. Each strike she threw was accompanied by a surge of energy that shot into the sky, riddling the enemies' golden bodies with holes.

"Damn it, stop her!"

Terrified roars echoed across the battlefield. Looking at that red figure, their minds trembled violently.

"Hmph! I was in a good mood last time and spared you, yet you still dare appear before me!"

Su Rou's sharp gaze swept over her enemies. That undisguised killing intent seemed to spread out as though it had taken physical form. The crowd opposite was enveloped by the killing intent, and their breathing immediately hitched.

A chilling light shone in Su Rou's eyes. Her red figure shuttled through the crowd, constantly reaping their lives.

"Stop!"

An angry shout came. A figure flashed out from the crowd, brilliant golden light surging over his body. Vast Yuan Power condensed in his palm as he blocked Su Rou's path.

This was a Five Yuan Nirvana leader. Seeing his subordinates slaughtered, he could finally no longer sit still and moved to stop her.

Looking at the figure blocking her, Su Rou let out a cold laugh.

"Hmph! A defeated opponent still dares come court death?"

"You!"

Rage flared in that man's eyes. His aura surged, and his expression twisted into ferocity.

As the leader of a super dynasty, he had been defeated by a woman from a mid-rank dynasty, fled in sorry straits, and been chased for three days and three nights. Only after suffering great damage to his vital energy had he barely managed to keep his life.

Having suffered such a monstrous humiliation, he swore to take revenge and make that woman pay the price!

"Red Rakshasa, die!"

He roared furiously and used all the strength in his body without holding anything back. A powerful offensive force enveloped Su Rou.

However, although Su Rou was only at Four Yuan Nirvana, her foundation was powerful and her combat strength was outstanding. Moreover, a vast "Will to Shatter the Heavens" was hidden within her body.

Every time Su Rou attacked, it came with an astonishing sharp intent. The Five Yuan Nirvana leader found it difficult to withstand, and very soon, under her fierce and ruthless assault, he fell into a disadvantage.

Su Rou handled it with ease. While fighting a Five Yuan Nirvana expert, she still had strength to spare to deal with the subordinates the other party had brought. Savage attacks fell into the crowd one after another, and enemies toppled one after another like cut grass.

"Damn it, help!"

Following a shocked and furious roar, two figures flashed out from the forest. The aura of Five Yuan Nirvana spread out, causing Su Rou's eyes to turn grave.

"Red Rakshasa, do you still remember us?" one person said sinisterly.

The other also stared fixedly at Su Rou, glaring angrily as killing intent surged in his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

"You witch, today is the day you die!"

After throwing out a ruthless threat, the two sneered and joined the battle. Together with the previous man, they charged aggressively at Su Rou.

Facing the siege of three Five Yuan Nirvana experts, Su Rou did not dare be careless and went all out to meet them.

In the sky, four figures rapidly intertwined, forming dazzling afterimages. Powerful waves of energy continuously spread out, as if they were about to tear apart everything around them.

After Su Rou was held back, the forces under her immediately fell into a disadvantage. Facing the encirclement of the experts from the three great super dynasties, they were in imminent danger.

"Xiao Rou!"

Su Kui cried out in alarm. Looking at the petite figure in the sky fighting three Five Yuan Nirvana experts alone, his heart filled with anxiety.

"Heh heh, you should worry about yourself instead!"

A cold laugh rang out. Figure after figure surrounded him, giving off powerful auras that made Su Kui's heart sink.

Under Su Rou's leadership, the Great Qing Dynasty's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. Quite a few people had broken through to the Nirvana Realm, and Su Kui had even reached the peak of Three Yuan Nirvana.

However, the Great Qing Dynasty was, after all, a mid-rank dynasty. Its foundation was too shallow. Such strength was still far inferior before super dynasties.

If not for Su Rou's powerful strength attracting some experts to follow her, they probably would have collapsed long ago.

"Kill!"

Su Kui roared. Ignoring the wounds on his body, he charged forward with all his might.

Behind him, Liu Ya and the others were also fighting blood-soaked battles, roaring until their eyes turned red with killing intent. Those experts who followed Su Rou also fought with everything they had, but their strength still could not compare to the alliance of the three great dynasties, and they were forced back step by step.

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out.

"Let me!"

Huangpu Jing moved, drifting to the center of the battlefield. Her hands formed a complex seal, Yuan Power surging around her as a force awakened within her body.

"Pure Orchid Divine Art!"

With a light shout, a pure white radiance erupted from within her body and shot straight into the sky.

Within the light, a huge phantom of a white orchid slowly emerged. The orchid was pure and beautiful, and every petal seemed to contain endless vitality.

As the orchid bloomed, the entire battlefield was instantly shrouded in a fresh aura.

"A heart like a quiet orchid, clear and pure!"

Waves of refreshing fragrance spread from Huangpu Jing's body, drifting gently and filling every corner of the battlefield. It was as if they were in a quiet paradise beyond the mortal world, leaving everyone relaxed and refreshed.

The fresh, elegant fragrance washed over people's hearts like clear spring water. The atmosphere on the battlefield instantly became somewhat gentler.

Under the influence of this fragrance, the allied forces of the three great dynasties actually slowed their offensive without realizing it.

Seeing this, Huangpu Jing decisively increased the output of her Yuan Power. Under her control, waves of fragrance flowed toward the experts of the three great dynasties like trickling streams.

Soaked in the fragrance, a trace of confusion and trance appeared in their eyes, as though they had been drawn by some mysterious force and had temporarily forgotten the thoughts of killing and struggle in their hearts.

Their movements became sluggish, and their aura weakened with them. The golden light on their bodies also gradually drew in, as if this fragrance had carried them into a quiet and peaceful dream.

"Fighting is meaningless," someone murmured, voice peaceful.

Another voice sounded, carrying a hint of vicissitude and wisdom. "Endure for a moment, and the wind and waves will calm. Take a step back, and the sea and sky will open."

Immediately afterward, calm voices kept coming from the crowd, as if they had seen through everything and looked down upon all worldly disputes.

"It only adds to troubles. Why cling to it?"

"Struggle ultimately becomes empty. Peace is the truth."

"A calm heart naturally stays cool."

They looked at the silver-haired beauty opposite and the white orchid phantom behind her. With sincere apology, they said in unison:

"We offended the fairy. It was our fault!"

Looking at the bizarre scene before them, Su Kui and the others stared at one another, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Earlier, they had nearly been forced into a dead end. In the end, the situation had turned around. The moment Huangpu Jing acted, she subdued the enemy without fighting and dealt with all the experts of the three great dynasties.

This was truly too strong!

Su Kui's gaze involuntarily turned toward the silver-haired beauty in green. A flash of amazement crossed his eyes, and he could not help praising her:

"Miss Huangpu Jing, that was truly breathtaking!"

However, Huangpu Jing shook her head with a grave expression and said softly, "Don't be happy too soon. I can't hold on for long."

Only then did everyone realize that her face was somewhat pale.

Using the Pure Orchid Divine Art at full strength to influence the experts of the three great dynasties consumed a terrifying amount of energy. Huangpu Jing's strength was only at Three Yuan Nirvana, and she could not maintain it for too long.

"Quick! Kill them while you can!" she suddenly shouted, her voice filled with urgency.

Su Kui and the others were jolted awake by this shout. They did not dare delay and immediately circulated all the Yuan Power in their bodies. Fierce attacks fell toward the people of the three great dynasties one after another.

Facing a crisis of life and death, those people finally broke free of the influence of the Pure Orchid Divine Art. However, the attacks were already upon them. They had no time to respond before they were torn to pieces by the storm of Yuan Power.

"Whew!"

Huangpu Jing let out a long breath. The white orchid phantom behind her dispersed. Her physical strength was already overdrawn, and she had fallen into weakness, unable to act again for a short time.

"Hurry and help Su Rou!"

Everyone came to their senses and immediately rushed toward the battlefield in the sky. However, Su Rou and the others were fighting with exceptional intensity. A powerful Yuan Power storm swept around them, and Su Kui and the others could not get close at all.

The surging Yuan Power was like an invisible barrier, blocking them outside the battlefield. They could only watch the battle helplessly, unable to interfere.

Someone refused to believe it and forced his way in, only to be instantly severely injured by that powerful energy. He vomited blood and flew backward.

"Alas, the gap is too great!"

Liu Ya sighed helplessly. Su Rou's strength was too far ahead of theirs. They were completely unable to interfere in her battle.

Any one of those Five Yuan Nirvana leaders could wipe them all out with a casual strike.

Bang!

After clashing with all their strength in one move, the few finally separated. The three leaders looked at the miserable scene below, their eyes nearly splitting with rage, and their expressions turned savage.

They abruptly looked toward the red-clad figure opposite them, and hysterical roars rang through the forest.

"Red Rakshasa!"

A cold light flashed in Su Rou's eyes. Power surged out from within her body and condensed into a huge crystalline palm in the sky. In the void behind the palm, a blurry, beautiful phantom emerged.

"Heavenly Net Palm!"

Sensing the powerful fluctuations within that palm, the three men's hearts trembled, and they felt some threat.

After exchanging a glance, they no longer held back and fully unleashed their strongest methods.

Their hands moved rapidly, drawing afterimages before them. Along with violent energy fluctuations, formidable attacks were unleashed.

At the same time, the void behind them fluctuated violently. Three huge phantoms appeared between heaven and earth, giving off waves of heart-shaking pressure.

"You're not the only one with high-grade Spirit Martial Arts!"

The three sneered and drove their martial arts attacks down toward Su Rou opposite them.

A ruthless look flashed through Su Rou's eyes. She fully erupted with the Will to Shatter the Heavens within her body. An indescribably sharp aura shot into the sky and merged into the crystalline palm.

Boom boom boom!

Extremely powerful energy erupted, dazzling light flashed, and the three Spirit Martial Art attacks collided with a crash.

"Break!"

The three roared. The phantoms behind them took a step forward, and powerful fluctuations erupted. Cracks appeared across the crystalline palm.

Su Rou looked at the Heavenly Net Palm in the sky as it was forced back again and again, and her fists clenched tightly.

In the distance, a figure quietly watched this scene, a trace of emotion flashing through her eyes.

She looked toward the phantom behind Su Rou and extended a jade-white finger through the air.

As that finger pointed out, her power descended upon that Martial Spirit in some unseen way.

Under Su Rou's astonished gaze, that phantom rapidly became solid. A powerful force erupted from it, instantly crushing the three men's attacks.

The phantom waved its hand, and the three Five Yuan Nirvana experts turned to flying ash.

Su Rou raised her head and gazed at the figure above. At this moment, that blurry face had already become clear and vivid. Looking at that familiar face, Su Rou's eyes rippled with emotion.

The phantom lowered its head and met Su Rou's gaze, blooming with a gentle smile. Then it slowly dispersed.

"Sister."

Su Rou abruptly turned her head and looked into the distance, only to see a back gradually receding.