Beneath the Yellow Springs, Qing Lan stood in midair, her gaze lowered. Not a trace of emotion showed in her eyes, yet terrifying immortal light churned within them.
Boom!
A phantom image of a green lotus suddenly burst into bloom. Boundless immortal radiance overwhelmed the glow of the Yellow Springs above the firmament. In an instant, it rewrote the laws of heaven and earth, fused away the barrier between the realms of yin and yang, and transformed the surrounding area into a chaotic domain, returning it to its origin.
A strand of dazzling divine light spilled from her fingertips and, with a flick of her finger, became an immortal blade. Its edge gleamed like crystal. Its razor-sharp aura surged in every direction like a boundless ocean, tearing through heaven and earth and cleaving apart the endless waters of the Yellow Springs.
"Stop—"
The white-robed man's expression changed sharply. He hurriedly raised a hand and shifted aside, revealing the half-man-high Three Lives Stone behind him.
The woman before him was far too powerful—so powerful it defied the heavens. Even with the origins of every past sage of the Lingyang human race in his hands, he was no match for her. If they kept fighting, the Lingyang Yellow Springs would collapse, and it might even disrupt the Lingyang Heavenly Dao's future plans.
Besides, if the barrier around the Lingyang Yellow Springs vanished, it would inevitably draw the Underworld's interference. The situation might well spiral out of control.
Qing Lan did not waste her breath. She withdrew the palm blade pressing down upon them and took a single step to the Three Lives Stone.
The Three Lives Stone was blue-green throughout, with countless wisps of silver thread contained within. Though their number was vast, they did not interfere with one another; each remained