Decisive Battle IX

Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

Amidst the drifting clouds.

The continuous white snow-capped mountains, resembling sand dunes, constantly shed powder as they rumbled and trembled.

The middle section of the highest snow-capped peak.

The terrain here resembles an arc-shaped screen, facing the sun directly.

At this moment, the remaining sliver of Heavenly Light slanted across the screen-like snow-capped peaks, reflecting a bright white light.

On the mountain steps leading to the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, there are long, icy steps, with rows of sharp icicles hanging from the edges of each step.

Yue Dewen was standing at a corner of the steps, with snow-capped peaks and cliffs behind him.

In front of him stood a white-haired old man dressed in a blue and gold robe, standing quietly.

The two were about twenty meters apart, with snowflakes drifting and piling up between them.

"I should have realized sooner that you were one of his people." Yue Dewen looked at the other person, his expression finally turning bitter.

"After all these years of friendship, it turns out you've always had ulterior motives."

The old man fell silent for a moment, then looked up at the snow scene in the distance.

The twilight Heavenly Light bathed the distant snow-capped mountains in a soft golden-red hue, creating a breathtaking scene.

"Lao Yue, do you know that I didn't actually want to come here at first? We've known each other for a while, and the person I least wanted to fight was you."

He answered in a low voice, his tone also filled with regret.

"If you don't want to fight, then get out of the way," Yue Dewen said. "Lao Dou, I don't want to lay a hand on you, much less kill you!"

"I'm stopping you only to save you!" Lao Dou said in a deep voice. "Lao Yue, give up. You can't possibly be a match for the Saint Patrol. He's not even on the same level as you."

"Further words are pointless." Yue Dewen's eyes hardened. "To give in or not to give in!"

On the battlefield, the people from the Great Sect Alliance and the Sensing Gate were buying him time, so he clenched his fists and took a step forward.

However, the expected confrontation did not occur.

Lao Dou turned to the side and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Don't regret it, Lao Yue."

"I'll regret it if I don't go!" Yue Dewen loosened his fist, gave him a deep look, and suddenly flashed past him, heading towards the depths of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

Only his Lao Dou remained, standing alone on the icy steps, watching his retreating figure, and sighing softly.

"Why not stop him?" A tall man in full White Stone armor slowly appeared beside him.

It is the Snow Rainbow Pavilion Main Pavilion.

The Main Pavilion and the Grand Pavilion Lord are the two highest-ranking officials who oversee the entire Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

But at this moment, the two of them were both outside, instead of returning to the pavilion.

"We've been friends for so many years, I can see his resolve. At a time like this, anyone who tries to stop him will die," Lao Dou said calmly.

He glanced at the other person.

"Didn't you also deliberately arrive a step late?"

The Main Pavilion smiled.

"Likewise. In any case, his ultimate fate was certain death. Why should we sacrifice ourselves in vain?"

The Lao Dou didn't say anything more, but just gazed into the depths of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, lost in thought.

Buzz. The previous massive tremor began again, spreading outwards in waves.

The tremors caused the surrounding snow-capped mountains to start shedding snow powder continuously.

Deep within the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, rows of black, pointed buildings are covered with a layer of snow powder and ice, as if they were made purely of frozen ice.

After crossing the stone steps, skimming over the large slopes and the plaza, Yue Dewen's figure flickered and finally stopped in front of the final gate of the Earth Mother Temple.

"Saint Patrol! Come out and face your death!!" he shouted fiercely.

A ring of moon-white light shot into the sky from his entire body.

"Summon, God!!!"

"Return to the True Self!!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he was enveloped in countless white lights, and a huge silver crescent moon appeared behind him, shining brightly.

Then strike forward with a palm.

As its size expanded, the twelve dark gold discs with runes that appeared behind it all lit up brightly.

This palm strike caused countless clouds to appear out of thin air and condense behind Yue Dewen.

Then it transformed into a vast sea of clouds with a diameter of several hundred meters.

From a distance, it looked as if the entire sea of clouds, illuminated by the moonlight, was collapsing and falling toward the Earth Mother Temple.

Like a tsunami!

In the temple.

The Saint Patrol slowly lowered his hand, looked at the Divine Shepherd and Saint Dance who had just recovered and stood up, and turned to face the direction of the temple gate.

***In mid-air, large patches of Blood Cloud stained the sky and stretched straight towards the distant Great Snow Mountain.

Zhang Rongfang bent down at the forefront of the Blood Sea, his eyes fixed on the ground below, searching for the location of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

"Can I ask you a question? You're already so strong, why did you still launch a sneak attack just now?!" White Scale asked stupidly in the air.

"Being stronger makes it easier to launch surprise attacks and end the battle faster, isn't that good?" Zhang Rongfang retorted. "Do you only feel happy when both sides are severely injured? If I hit him lightly, he won't die; if I hit him hard, won't I feel pain myself?"

"Um, didn't you used to really enjoy fighting and killing?" White Scale asked in surprise.

"If I had the time, I might have given him a proper fight. But alas," Zhang Rongfang sighed. "Unfortunately, time waits for no one, the timing wasn't right, so I had to end the fight as quickly as possible."

'Are you worried about your master?' White Scale asked.

"I left a drop of blood with him as a reference, and it seems there's no problem," Zhang Rongfang replied.

He had previously helped Master Yue heal his injuries, and deliberately left some blood on his body. Yue Dewen noticed this but did not remove it, showing that the two master and disciple had a tacit understanding.

'Then you...' White Scale wanted to ask more questions.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang's eyes narrowed as he felt his own blood droplets trembling violently in the distance.

The blood was rapidly evaporating and dissipating, neutralized by the divine power of the Gods and Buddhas.

His manifestation of Gods and Buddhas power, such as the essence of his Progenitor Blood Essence and divine Spirit Thread, is essentially the opposite.

There is no question of one side dominating the other; it's simply a matter of who has more people and is therefore stronger.

Just now, the bloodstains he left on Master Yue's outer robe were instantly eroded and disappeared.

This means that Yue Dewen has started the fight!

Zhang Rongfang flapped his wings, attempting to accelerate again, but he had already reached his limit. Flapping his wings only enhanced the psychological effect.

A herd of highland ibex leaped along, and looking up from the ground below, they could only see a giant blood-red bat flapping its wings, almost taking up half the sky.

Behind the crimson bat was an endless Blood Sea that filled the sky, accompanying it as it moved forward at great speed.

Where the Blood Cloud passed, everything on earth was shrouded in shadow.

A snow fox hunting on the snowy plains.

Indigenous people wielding bows and arrows surround and kill yaks.

Even two polar bears walking side by side.

All living things looked up at the sky, which was gradually turning blood red.

Boom!!!

At this moment, in front of the Earth Mother Temple.

At the mountainside, a vast sea of white clouds descended from the sky, crashing violently against the temple itself.

The rolling clouds carried the grand ambitions of Yue Dewen, forming various patterns and designs such as mountains, rivers, flowers, and birds as they surged forward.

Yue Dewen was right in front of the sea of clouds when he leaped into the air, becoming the arrowhead at the very front of the sea of clouds, and struck the temple gate with a thunderous palm.

The gate shimmered with Blue Light, which was quickly dispersed by the clouds and opened wide inwards.

Yue Dewen flew straight into the main hall, his eyes gleaming with bright white light, and faced the innermost Saint Patrol.

The Saint Patrol held his scepter and watched him silently, without making a move.

Only the numerous statues of the Earth Mother Goddess around them began to light up with a dazzling Blue Light.

The streaks of Blue Light shattered, turning into countless points of light.

All the points of light converged into a great river, rushing towards the white sea of clouds.

Blue and white, the two colors suddenly come together at this moment.

A silent, enormous tremor erupted the instant the connection was made.

The Blue Light dissipated rapidly, while the white sea of clouds also thinned quickly.

Yue Dewen leaped into the main hall and struck the Saint Patrol's chest with a straight palm.

When!!

His hand was blocked by the scepter, making a loud noise.

The strong wind pressure spread out in all directions from the point where the two fought.

The bursts of air cleared a circular cavity around the area.

"Truly remarkable," the Saint Patrol sighed. "The convergence of the world's power to your current level is far beyond what the likes of Damir can achieve. To be able to directly confront my Heavenly Power, based on this alone, you have already surpassed the rebels of the previous two Heaven and Earth Convergence."

"Anyone can talk big." Yue Dewen's expression was calm. Strangely, although he was clearly in Divine Descent, he had not lost his senses. He had just become slightly calmer.

"If the Spirit Flight Teaching represents all living beings under heaven, then what is it that I've brought with me now?!"

His arms suddenly blurred, turning into a blur of palm shadows, finger shadows, and fist shadows, raining down on his opponent like a storm.

In a single instant, he made hundreds of moves, each one containing the Enemy Anticipation of a top-tier Great Grandmaster, the amplified power of a top-tier Spirit General combined with the overwhelming force, and the terrifying divine might brought by the Great God Descent Assembly.

The moonlight and white clouds combined, transforming into white ribbons adorned with patterns of the Moon God, which continuously danced around the Saint Patrol and the Divine Shepherd and Saint Dance behind them.

The Saint Patrol, wielding his scepter, parried and dodged with astonishing speed.

His centuries of martial arts training made him not only no weaker than Yue Dewen, but even stronger.

"After hundreds of years, another person has finally reached the pinnacle of martial arts." Saint Patrol remained calm, standing still without taking a single step back.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he started to back away.

But it was too late.

The disc behind Yue Dewen shattered simultaneously, and the patterns representing the twelve Talisman Art shone brightly at the last moment before the disc exploded.

"True Seal: Returning to the Wuji!!"

A thicker white cloud suddenly appeared around Yue Dewen than before.

This time, the clouds and mist quickly suppressed, purified, and neutralized the surrounding blue light spots as soon as they came into contact with them.

Its concentration was more Tenfold of the previous clouds! The flying moon-white ribbons increased rapidly, densely covering the entire surrounding temple and occupying all the original positions of the Earth Mother Statue.

This place will also be completely transformed into a pure white world.

"Today, I will end it all!!"

Yue Dewen spread his arms wide, and a giant phantom of the Moon God, more than ten meters tall, slowly emerged behind him.

The Moon God was dressed in a white dress, with countless pure white arms covering her body. Her face was neither male nor female, possessing a gentle and serene quality within its androgynous appearance.

The phantom slowly bent down, its hundreds of arms, like wings, reaching down in layers to grab the three members of the Saint Patrol.

"As expected." The Saint Patrol seemed to have realized something. "The god you worship is not the Yujing Hanshi Celestial Lord at all."

He stood still, while the Divine Shepherd and the Saint Dance behind him gritted their teeth and charged toward him.

"Final Form!!"

The three instantly merged together, transforming into the true form of the Saint Dance Final Form.

It was a human-shaped creature with three heads, six arms, and a golden mask on its chest, and a snake's tail.

But this time, the three faces correspond to the Saint Patrol in the middle, and the Divine Shepherd and Saint Dance on the two sides.