"Senior sister, now they should report this to the higher-ups, right? But is what we're doing really the right thing to do?"
On the streets of Linfeng City, two women, both wearing veils but with extremely graceful figures and outstanding temperaments, were walking briskly.
At one point, the woman on the left couldn't help but ask a question.
She was none other than the silver-haired woman, Yin Huan.
The other woman was none other than Jun Caixue, the Holy Maiden of the Saber Sect.
Upon hearing this, she glanced at Yin Huan with her beautiful eyes and replied indifferently:
"Junior sister, you must remember, never show mercy to your enemies."
"We are destined to be enemies, therefore any means are acceptable."
"This concerns the Immortality Sacred Herb, and now we can use someone else to do the dirty work. Why not?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Huan felt a surge of emotion.
She pouted her rosy lips, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
She sighed inwardly. After this, did Ye Xuan and Han Bingning still have a chance of survival?
It's truly a pity that such a brilliant and talented person as Ye Xuan has passed away.
Seeing that Yin Huan remained silent, Jun Caixue also refrained from speaking.
The two quickly left Linfeng City and flew to the mountain range where Ye Xuan and his companion were hiding.
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In a certain valley, the air was filled with Spiritual Qi energy and shrouded in ethereal mist, making it look like a fairyland.
Here stand two ordinary wooden houses.
One of the wooden houses was radiant with divine light and surrounded by glowing clouds.
The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth was like water mist, continuously drawn from the surrounding sky and falling into the wooden house.
Such abundant Spiritual Qi immediately made the surrounding mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees even more vibrant.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on a flat giant log, his eyes closed, cultivating by inhaling and exhaling the Spiritual Qi energy mist.
The ground around him was covered with spirit stones and elixirs, and the elixirs would occasionally fly up and fall into his mouth.
As for the spirit stones, they were also constantly turning into dust, transforming into rich Spiritual Qi that entered Ye Xuan's body.
This is the seventh day that Ye Xuan has been cultivating here.
For seven days, he cultivated in this way, neglecting sleep and meals, with no distractions.
If he hadn't possessed ample cultivation resources, and if he hadn't plundered numerous cultivators along the way, he probably wouldn't have been able to sustain his enormous consumption.
At a certain moment, a roar suddenly erupted from within Ye Xuan's body.
In an instant, the originally gentle Spiritual Qi and mist in the world suddenly became fierce and violent.
The Spiritual Qi, like a demonic beast suddenly attacked, instantly transformed into a raging dragon of Spiritual Qi, surging wildly into Ye Xuan's body.
At the same time, the spirit stones surrounding Ye Xuan also shattered at an extremely fast speed amidst a series of cracking sounds.
At the same moment, a phantom divine palace vaguely appeared above Ye Xuan's head.
The divine palace was countless feet high, stretching from inside the wooden house all the way outside, reaching straight into the vast starry sky.
The entire palace was filled with a vast and majestic aura, and upon it stood countless sacred Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion.
The displays in those Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion were also like a pyramid, with each layer decreasing in size as it rose.
The further down you go, the more pavilions there are, densely packed together, their exact number impossible to count.
The higher the rank, the fewer the number of positions available.
Even so, at the end of that line of sight, there were still a great many pavilions, at least a thousand.
"Is the Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion about to break through?"
In another wooden house, Han Bingning, who had also been meditating cross-legged, naturally noticed the unusual activity on Ye Xuan's side.
Without her making any move, her slender and graceful figure suddenly disappeared into the wooden house.
When they reappeared, they were already above the wooden house.
She wore a long, white dress, as pure as snow, and still looked as noble and holy as ever.
She slightly raised her head, her beautiful, watery eyes gazing at the illusory divine palace that stretched to the horizon without end.
An immense shock surged within Han Bingning's heart.
With such a towering and majestic divine palace, just how extraordinary must Ye Xuan's Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion be?
At the same time, with a whoosh, a phantom suddenly appeared from Ye Xuan's body.
The illusory figure resembled a miniature version of Ye Xuan, yet it seemed somewhat unreal.
That was Ye Xuan's soul.
However, since he has not yet cultivated to the level of Spirit Transformation, his divine soul cannot be solidified, nor can he possess his own divine consciousness and thoughts.
Nevertheless, Ye Xuan's soul instantly soared into the sky after it appeared.
"Boom boom boom!"
A series of loud bangs resounded as Ye Xuan's divine soul soared upwards, heading straight for the end of the divine palace.
At the same time, from the Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion below the divine palace, countless golden threads surged forth, bombarding Ye Xuan's Ye Xuan soul, seemingly trying to capture him.
However, those golden threads were silently shattered the moment they approached Ye Xuan's soul.
One zhang!
Two zhang!
Hundred zhang!
A thousand feet!
lofty!!
One hundred thousand feet!!!
Under Han Bingning's shocked and stunned gaze, Ye Xuan's soul soared upwards, breaking through 100,000 zhang in the blink of an eye, and soaring straight into the heavens!
Han Bingning watched this scene, her jade-like hand involuntarily covering her delicate red lips, and she began to breathe heavily.
But her beautiful eyes were filled with endless surprise.
Ten thousand feet—that was the end of her sight.
She really wanted to see how many feet Ye Xuan could reach and which pavilion he could occupy.
However, as if she had thought of something, she suppressed the impulse.
At the same moment, in a valley dozens of miles away from Ye Xuan and his companion.
Jun Caixue and Yin Huan both noticed the unusual movement in the distance.
"Is... is he about to break through to the Heavenly Position Realm?"
Yin Huan felt the powerful fluctuations and looked up at the phantom of the divine palace in the heavens, unable to help but look up in shock.
Jun Caixue also raised her proud head, revealing her sharp and alluring white chin, her beautiful eyes equally filled with shock.
"Such a magnificent divine palace, just how high must his aptitude be? Is this the heaven-defying power of the Sacred Body?"
Yin Huan couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions, like towering peaks rising and falling violently.
Her long, silver hair flew wildly, one of her delicate hands unconsciously rose, and her silver eyes were fixed on the heavens above.
"Senior sister, how many tens of thousands of feet high was the Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion you occupied back then?"
She still clearly remembers that her Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion only reached 90,000 zhang.
Nevertheless, at that time, she had already caused a sensation throughout the entire Saber Sect and the entire Azure Cloud Domain.
"One hundred and ten thousand zhang!"
Jun Caixue said.
As she said this, her eyes were filled with shock and a deeply hidden jealousy!
Because right now, just within her sight, it already stretches over 90,000 zhang, and this is still not the end.
From this, one can imagine that Ye Xuan's Heavenly Position Seat Pavilion must be much higher than hers.
"No, we must stop them!"
Jun Caixue quickly came to her senses. She sneered inwardly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, and instantly flew away.
"Junior sister, wait for me here!"
He left behind a faint message.
The next second, Jun Caixue had vanished from her spot!