Ambush at the Immortal Gate

Noon.

The Sun hung in the sky.

Qing Ye waited in the courtyard, prepared for any sudden developments.

I was in the bedroom, letting out faint whimpers from time to time.

The pain was already significant.

My small face was terrifyingly pale as I stared at the system interface.

It showed the talent replication interface.

I could only endure the pain with all my might.

I could see a ball of light gradually separating from my body, but I still had to accept the pain. This was a process to reshape my Spiritual Root, and reshaping a Spiritual Root would inevitably involve the physical body. It wasn't something that could be accomplished overnight.

"Xiaoyao, are you alright?" Qing Ye asked worriedly from outside.

The more this happened, the more worried she became, and the more she hated that scumbag.

Since Junior Sister had given birth to this baby, with her nearby to watch, she shouldn't have any more contact with the scumbag, nor should she get pregnant with another baby.

May this be the only time.

Qing Ye felt a little fortunate in her heart that she had known about Junior Sister for a long time and hadn't let the worst happen.

Her current body was only at the Qi Refining realm, so her actual capabilities weren't that great, but she had plenty of Pills and magical treasures.

"I... I'm fine."

I said, "It'll probably take a while longer to give birth, so please don't talk to me."

Who knew, this labor would last a full twelve hours.

Until the Sky Curtain had completely turned pitch black, with countless dark clouds shrouding the night sky, this delivery still hadn't ended.

The pain, it was just too much.

The pain was so intense I wished I could self-detonate.

I had no idea if this was the pain of childbirth or the agony of reshaping my Spiritual Root. It felt like my entire body wasn't my own. The constantly amplifying sensations were akin to tearing pain, seeping out from the gaps in my bones. I had already lost count of how much I had sweated, and the bedsheets had long since turned into a mess.

I had gnawed through the two large flatbreads I had prepared.

I could only take out my own emergency rations and force myself to eat a little.

Then, I looked expectantly at the system interface.

Cub, you're wearing your old mother out.

When you're born, if you're not good, I'm really going to get angry.

I muttered to myself while letting out weak whimpers. Perhaps crying out loud made it a little more bearable. In reality, I had long since reached a state of near-death exhaustion.

In the courtyard.

Qing Ye's eyes flickered, her gaze more serious than ever.

She immediately took out countless formation flags and planted them in the four corners of the courtyard.

She looked at the battle in the distance and muttered to herself, "I hope the target isn't Ye Xiaoyao."

Five minutes ago.

An old woman in a cloak moved almost completely close to the ground, moving freely around Heavenly Sword Peak as if no one else was there.

Suddenly, her blood-red eyes fixed on the highest point of Heavenly Sword Peak, and she slowly revealed an extremely chilling smile. "I've long heard that Heavenly Sword Venerable is fond of going into seclusion. Seeing it today, he truly lives up to his reputation."

After months of preparation, she had set up a formation around the highest point of Heavenly Sword Peak, a formation capable of isolating combat fluctuations, a level sixty-two formation.

This was already the highest-level formation in the Cultivation World.

It was comparable to a full-power assault that exhausted all resources.

After dealing with Heavenly Sword Venerable's trouble, the old woman withdrew her gaze and fixed it on the Cave Mansion of the Direct Disciple. "Only one troublesome target remains."

She turned and appeared somewhere on Heavenly Sword Peak.

"It's a bit of a pity that the one surnamed Xiao isn't here. I won't have a chance to experience the prestige of Heavenly Sword Peak's Senior Brother."

"However, I can test the waters with Heavenly Sword Peak's Senior Sister."

The old woman stood beneath the Sky Curtain and casually waved her hand, conjuring a River of Time beside her, with endless space intertwining.

Snap--

She snapped her fingers.

All cultivators on Heavenly Sword Peak, except for three locations, fell unconscious.

It was only a moment of pause.

A figure rushed out of a Cave Mansion. Ye Qingxian looked up at the sky with a grave expression.

An ultimate expert had invaded Heavenly Sword Peak.

A Transcendent realm expert.

Even more.

"Please, enlighten me, enlighten me--"

Endless laughter assailed from all directions.

Ye Qingxian saw only a single shadow, and then the old woman's figure was gone.

Only a vast River of Time surged forward.

Along the River of Time, gaunt figures appeared in countless places.

Figures exuding terrifying auras, one after another.

All of them were the old woman.

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This was precisely the exclusive technique of a powerhouse at the Transcendence realm.

Ye Qingxian was not fighting a single person, but the old woman across all points in time.

Ye Qingxian's gaze fixed on the formation at Heavenly Sword Peak.

The commotion was completely isolated.

This formation was likely nearing level sixty-two; one would struggle to find even a few sects across the entire Cultivation World with such a foundation.

There was no external help, and there could not be any more.

At this moment, Heavenly Sword Peak was an isolated island in the sea.

The only person she could rely on was herself.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Qingxian drew her long sword.

The maiden's voice was crisp and decisive, carrying a killing intent within its coldness.

"Halt, or die!"

"Otherwise, death!"

The old woman's laughter echoed, "I have long heard of Ye Qingxian's great name. Today, I shall test your limits."

The above dialogue, though appearing lengthy, took less than an instant in actual combat.

Facing the full might of a Transcendence realm expert.

Ye Qingxian gripped her sword, her gaze more solemn than ever before.

She unleashed a killing move immediately, retracting her sword and extending an arm upwards.

"Myriad Daos."

BOOM--

Countless Dao Fruits intertwined.

Space folded continuously amidst the battle, and an infinitely large axe descended from the heavens.

This was no longer a battle on a three-dimensional plane, but an axe strike from a higher dimension.

The old woman's offensive methods were equally unfathomable.

The figures of the two became increasingly ethereal.

Only Heavenly Sword Peak remained anchored in the Supreme Heaven, within the three-dimensional world.

Ye Qingxian's hand loosely grasped the battle axe and smashed it fiercely forward.

In an instant, nebulae were born, and stars were extinguished.

Endless karmic fire ignited within the River of Time.

The old woman's figure wailed, shattering under the relentless cuts of the myriad Dao Fruits.

This was not merely the swing of an axe, but akin to the true act of creation.

Sun and Moon, mountains and rivers, stars.

All presented their illusory forms.

Under this attack, Heavenly Sword Peak became an infinitesimally small point of light, a result of infinite dimensional compression.

Beneath the axe condensed from the Myriad Daos, all things in the world ceased to be true images, becoming mere pixels in the boundless void.

Only a killing move of this magnitude could barely halt the onslaught of the River of Time.

The maiden's continuous coughing echoed through heaven and earth.

That's right, Ye Qingxian was injured.

The River of Time was not so easily dealt with.

The old woman's sharp laughter continued unabated. Even if her enemy ground her into dust countless times, as long as a single thought, a drop of faint blood essence, or her existence at one point in time remained, she could revive endlessly.

She didn't even deign to defend, merely stepping above the River of Time, forcing Ye Qingxian to retreat step by step.

"Ye Qingxian, you are about to lose."

The young woman's gaze was calm, and the hand she extended suddenly clenched.

"Return to One."

She silently recited the word.

This was the complete name of this move.

Rumble--

The axe that struck the center of the River of Time, as if cutting it in half, suddenly exploded violently.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao seemed to reappear in the world.

Countless Great Daos appeared successively at different nodes of the River of Time, manifesting at the infinite temporal points where the two were constantly battling.

"Ah--"

The old woman suddenly screamed, nearly being completely annihilated by this strike.

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, this is the power of the Heavenly Dao." Fear arose in the old woman's heart for the first time, fearing to continue fighting Ye Qingxian. "How can you use the power of the Heavenly Dao?"

Then, she suddenly realized, "I understand, you want to cultivate all the Great Daos and become the Heavenly Dao yourself, right."

"This is not the true power of the Heavenly Dao."

"It's merely imitation."

Thinking this, the old woman relaxed, a disdainful smile appearing on her face. "Give up. You are not a Great Power, and you are destined to be no match for me."

"Since ancient times, there have been countless Prodigies, and innumerable ones capable of fighting across realms."

"However, below Transcendence, all are ants."

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