Colorful lights filled the sky.
The terrifying light echoed throughout the heavens and earth, intertwining with the spreading purple-gold radiance, illuminating Yan Nanlai's face and clearly revealing his fair complexion, which had a slightly scholarly air about it.
Yan Nanlai glanced sideways; Hong Qing beside him had vanished, leaving only a fake body behind.
He then squinted, his eyes radiating a hazy, colorful light, and clearly saw the five Nascent Soul True Lord in the sky, their Divine Ability light radiating outwards, as well as the Heavenly Gate high in the sky, emitting boundless purple-gold light.
"[ Truth-Revering Purple Haoming Mystic Heaven Gate ]..."
"I never imagined that I, Yan Nanlai my days hunting geese, would be the one pecked in the eye by this goose... What a blunder!"
His words sounded like self-mockery, yet the mesmerizing multicolored light emanating from his body actually carved out a foothold amidst the endless purple-gold radiance.
The mesmerizing colored light, like spreading venom, continuously seeped into Haoming Boy's body, but was completely suppressed by the Supreme-Grade Spirit Treasure level.
The two sides were locked in a fierce struggle, locked in a desperate battle.
Chen Shuangbai stood beneath the Heavenly Gate, his body enveloped in a continuous flow of Grand Yin, while his right hand glowed with a crimson-black starlight. He looked down at his senior uncle below, his face expressionless.
"How have you been, Uncle-Master?"
Upon Yan Nanlai smiled slightly, a hint of helplessness in his smile, and said, "Nephew, if you want to find your uncle, you don't need to go to such lengths... Wouldn't it be enough to just send someone to deliver Feng Fei's letter?"
"Such a grand display has left me, your martial uncle, somewhat bewildered."
Chen Shuangbai shook her head slightly, her tone indifferent. "That's not quite right."
"My uncle is elusive and has not returned to our sect for over a hundred years since his transformation... There's no other way; I miss him terribly, so I devised this plan to summon his true form and have him appear before me."
These two are clearly sworn enemies, yet here they address each other as uncle and nephew.
The scene took on a somewhat eerie quality.
Yan Nanlai wasn't annoyed; he simply answered Chen Shuangbai fluently.
As the two chatted with forced smiles, the purple-gold light expanded once more, its terrifying radiance echoing throughout the heavens and earth. Twelve Purple-Gold Heavenly Pillar slowly materialized and landed around Canyuan Mountain, connecting as one.
"My lord!"
Haoming Boy landed beside Chen Shuangbai, his small hand holding a two-headed snake with heads at both ends, its body half black and half white, struggling incessantly.
Chen Shuangbai glanced at it, not yet recognizing it, when the voice of the Old Man Fish Pillow reached her ears, saying, " The Yin-Yang Two-Headed Python, one end devours Yang, the other devours Yin, and is the nemesis of cultivators' souls and array restrictions."
At this point, everyone understands.
Chen Shuangbai's gaze returned to Yan Nanlai. The latter showed no anger at the capture of his spirit snake, only sighed softly and said, "That's right, I was being a bit delusional."
"My uncle is trapped here, yet he remains so leisurely... I admire him."
"It's a pity... when you defected from the sect and took its possessions with you, your fate was already sealed."
"Nephew Xuhong!"
The smile on Yan Nanlai's face slowly disappeared, and the terrifying pressure unique to the Nascent Soul Late Stage gradually spread out, causing the void around him to crack inch by inch, revealing a layer of rich, indestructible purple-gold light.
He raised his head, his eyes filled with a hazy light that distorted the surrounding space, staining it with polluted colors, as if he had fallen into a muddy luster.
The earth and sky shook!
Haoming Boy was slightly startled, then immediately spun around in mid-air and disappeared from the spot, returning to his original form to continue his duty of suppression!
Chen Shuangbai took a step forward.
The terrifying multicolored light emanating from his body soared into the sky, single-handedly blocking the Nascent Soul Late Stage pressure released by Yan Nanlai, preventing it from affecting the four fellow cultivators behind him.
"Sword Immortal?"
The Old Man Fish Pillow looked over.
Chen Shuangbai didn't turn around, only saying, "Fellow Zhu Ling, thank you for your trouble."
As if she had been prepared, Sword Immortal Zhu Ling nodded slightly, then flipped her right hand and produced an array diagram.
"Junior Sister!"
Sword Lord Yuan Jun was prepared.
The brother and sister formed a sword with their fingers, each holding Divine Ability light that flickered in their hands. They then pointed towards the array diagram, which unfurled in the wind and floated into the sky, with various colored sword lights weaving and flowing within it.
"Junior sister, Senior Old Man Fish Pillow Elder, Fellow Daoist Hong Qing... please enter this formation and lend Fellow Xuhong a hand!"
"Good!"
The other three nodded immediately, without hesitation, and turned around to join the formation!
In the blink of an eye!
Four terrifying sword lights, reaching from the sky and connecting the earth, soared into the heavens from the four corners, like four bright pillars of the sky. In the blink of an eye, a Blazing Heavenly Light Sword Formation was erected!
With the Supreme-Grade Spirit Treasure [ Truth-Revering Purple Haoming Mystic Heaven Gate ] on the outside, and this [ Blazing Heavenly Light Sword Formation ] inside, plus the number one sword immortal of the world...
This is the cage that Chen Shuangbai set up for his Uncle Yan!
Yan Nanlai looked at the triple restraints, but his gaze finally settled on Chen Shuangbai in front of him.
The smile on his face had vanished, and a hazy, multicolored light seemed to emanate endlessly from his body, leaving three Shadow, one of which was the man in the dark green robe.
" Chen Shuangbai."
This unfathomable middle-aged man said quietly, "Actually, for us, a fight to the death is not the only path."
Clang--!
Chen Shuangbai slowly drew out the [ Foot-Long Silk ] sword and held it in his right hand. Golden and white light condensed on the sword, like many leaping Grand Yin Xuan patterns, telling the profound Grand Yin principles.
"What other way is there?"
Yan Nanlai said softly, "I can return that cauldron."
"As for the rest, we can sit down and have a proper talk."
"I've accumulated some savings over the years... I guarantee it will satisfy you and the Jade Spring Sect."
Chen Shuangbai chuckled softly, then slowly uttered a name.
"Where is that Devil Cultivation Method manual?"
"Besides..."
The jade-like color in his eyes completely faded, and two crimson star-like crosses slowly floated out from within them. The terrifying Sword Intent broke through all the barriers and landed directly on Yan Nanlai.
The mere flash of Sword Intent from a distance shattered the mesmerizing colorful light surrounding this Nascent Soul Late Stage, causing Yan Nanlai's expression to darken slightly.
Then.
He heard a question posed by the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal before him:
"Senior Sister A Heng!"
These four words, like a bolt of lightning, shattered the mental barriers in Yan Nanlai's heart that were like overlapping dark clouds, causing the grandmaster of the demonic path before him to be momentarily dazed.
His voice darkened for a moment, and he sighed softly, "Is she... is she alright now?"
Thanks to you.
Chen Shuangbai was not fooled by his appearance and said coldly, "Senior Sister was imprisoned in the Yin Wind Cave for fifty years. After investigation, she was released."
"But she absolutely refused to stay in the sect any longer, and has already requested to have her cultivation abolished, and has gone down the mountain to practice medicine in various places."
"It's all your fault!"
A fleeting look of reluctance and regret crossed his face, but he quickly retreated, reverting to his cold, stern expression, and whispered, "Go back!"
The air of silence that had been emanating from him vanished, replaced by his original cold indifference.
Then, he looked at Chen Shuangbai in the sky, raised his hand and slowly drew a sword from nothingness, saying in a deep voice, "Further words are useless. Let's see if you have the ability to stop me!"