High in the sky, a fierce wind raged. Qin Yu, dressed in a black robe, stood quietly in the void. His robe swayed gently with the wind, and he calmly looked down at the crowd below without any ripples in his eyes. Ye Ting, on the other hand, was tightly bound by two Fate Soul chains, and blood dripped continuously from his robe. His face was deathly pale.
Just as the two sides were locked in a standoff, the young man standing behind Hua Lingxi lost his composure first. He raised his long sword, pointing it at Qin Yu, his face full of disdain and mockery.
"Where did this trash come from?" "If you know what's good for you, get lost!" "This isn't a place for someone like you, an Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage cultivator, to meddle!" His words had barely finished when, slap! A cold gaze suddenly fell upon him.
Hua Lingxi slightly turned her head, a hint of coldness flashing in her pale golden eyes. "Shut up." Her voice wasn't loud, but it made the young man stiffen abruptly. He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to utter another word. Only then did Hua Lingxi look at Qin Yu again, her expression noticeably more solemn than before. "This kid..." she said slowly, "Is very likely his Soul Master."
Upon hearing this, the other two disciples' expressions changed drastically. "Soul Master?" One of them gasped sharply, looking at Qin Yu with disbelief, then at Ye Ting. "Elder..." "You mean..." "This Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme Elder of the Holy Clan..." "It really is his Soul Puppet?"
As he spoke those words, even his voice began to tremble slightly. To make an Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme cultivator willingly become a soul puppet... this young man before him could not possibly be just a figurehead. Hua Lingxi did not answer; she simply gazed quietly at Qin Yu.
After a moment, the coldness on her face softened slightly, and she slowly clasped her hands in greeting. "I haven't yet had the chance to ask your name." "How should I address this fellow Daoist?" Qin Yu, standing high in the sky, heard this and a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips. "What?" "Isn't Hua Jingmeng of your Hua Lineage targeting me everywhere?" "Could it be..." "Didn't he tell you my name? Didn't he say he spent a fortune and mobilized a large force to hunt me down?"
Upon hearing the words "Hua Jingmeng," the expressions of the three members of the Hua Lineage changed simultaneously. The gray-robed man frowned, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, his body jolted, and his eyes widened instantly. "Elder!"
"I remember now!" He stared intently at Qin Yu, his voice trembling with shock. "He..." "He's Qin Yu!" "The man Deacon Hua Jingmeng once offered a hefty bounty for!" The other two beside him also paled. "What?" "He's that Qin Yu?" "The Qin Yu who caused Hua Jingmeng so many losses?"
Hua Lingxi's brows furrowed slowly. She re-examined Qin Yu. "Qin Yu..." She had naturally heard this name before, but had never paid it any mind. But now, someone who could make Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme cultivator willingly become a soul puppet... how could he be simple?
For the first time, she seriously examined the young man before her. Just as everyone's attention was focused on Qin Yu eyes suddenly narrowed. He stomped his foot, and boom! He vanished from his spot in an instant, his speed so fast that even space itself didn't have time to ripple. "Not good!"
Hua Lingxi was startled, but just as she was about to make a move, Qin Yu appeared beside Ye Ting. He gently waved his right hand. Crack! The two chains binding Ye Ting's Fate Soul were instantly shattered by the Fate Soul aura of the Ring Master Soul Diagram. Then, Qin Yu placed his left hand on Ye Ting's shoulder, and the two figures disappeared again.
The entire process took only three seconds. By the time the three members of the Hua Lineage reacted, Qin Yu had already led Ye Ting back to their positions in the sky. The three members of the Hua Lineage were stunned. The leading youth stared at the empty space ahead, his face instantly turning grim. "Elder..." "This..."
He was about to continue speaking when Hua Lingxi slowly raised her right hand, gently signaling the three not to act rashly. She maintained her calm expression, but her gaze towards Qin Yu now held a deep sense of apprehension.
She spoke slowly. "Fellow Daoist Qin," she said, "Whatever grudges you have with Hua Jingmeng, that's between you two." Her voice remained calm, yet every word carried an invisible pressure. "It has nothing to do with me."
She slowly shifted her gaze to Ye Ting. "But..." "This member of the Holy Clan beside you..." "You..." "Cannot be taken away." As the last four words fell, the aura of the Great Dao quietly permeated her body. Although her tone was calm, the threat contained within was self-evident, high in the sky.
Qin Yu did not answer, but gently helped Ye Ting to his feet. Then, he took out a precious pill from his storage crystal core. The pill was pure white and had seven-colored Dao patterns flowing on its surface. As soon as the fragrance of the pill appeared, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi began to gather on its own. Qin Yu handed the pill to Ye Ting.
The voice remained calm. "Take it." "Go aside and heal your wounds." Ye Ting took the pill with both hands, his eyes slightly red. Without any hesitation, he respectfully clasped his hands in thanks. "Thank you, Master." After saying that, he immediately swallowed the pill, sat cross-legged, and retreated several hundred feet behind Qin Yu, focusing all his efforts on refining the medicinal power to restore his Fate Soul.
Qin Yu slowly turned around, his gaze returning to Hua Lingxi, his voice calm and devoid of any emotion. "I don't care what grudges you have with the Holy Clan, nor do I care what your Hua Lineage intends to do, but..." He slowly raised his hand, pointing to Ye Ting behind him. "This person..." "I must bring him with me today."
Upon hearing this, Hua Lingxi's lips slowly curled into a cold smile. "Is that so?" She didn't argue further. She merely glanced to the side, and a thin, almost imperceptible divine thought quietly entered the consciousness of the three people behind her. "This Qin Yu is definitely not simple." "In the upcoming battle." "The three of you shouldn't get entangled with him." "Find the right opportunity..." "Slay that member of the Holy Clan directly." "Don't leave a single survivor." "I'll find another way regarding the secret scroll." "He..." "Death is the best way to keep it a secret."
After hearing the telepathic message, the three exchanged glances, a cold killing intent flashing in their eyes simultaneously. Then, they nodded subtly, their gazes slowly returning to Qin Yu.
High in the sky, amidst swirling clouds, Hua Lingxi stood quietly suspended in the void, her gaze never leaving Qin Yu. She slowly raised her right hand and gently clenched her fingers.
Boom! A powerful, ancient Fate Soul descended upon the world, and countless pink and white Dao patterns spread from her palms, like countless blooming divine flowers, layer upon layer covering the sky.
A moment later, an ancient divine weapon slowly emerged from the center of the sea of flowers; it was an ancient spear about nine feet long.
The spearhead is slender like the moon, with a translucent silver-white blade. The spear body, however, seems to be formed by countless layers of petals, with the primordial Daoist rhythm flowing in every pattern. Nine snow-white tassels hang from the spear's tail, each tassel containing a fragmented flower realm. As the light gently sways, countless Daoist patterns bloom and then fade away.
What's most chilling is the center of the gun barrel, where a nine-layered Dao flower floats, constantly opening and closing. With each bloom, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth resonates gently, and with each closure...
The surrounding space would collapse by one layer, and the pressure emanating from the entire divine weapon was like the simultaneous arrival of billions of flower realms, causing the surrounding world to hum and rumble continuously.
Hua Lingxi slowly gripped the divine spear. She looked at Qin Yu, her voice icy. "Qin Yu." "This natal divine weapon of mine—" "The Nine Stillness Heavenly Radiance Spear"—has not been tainted by the Fate Soul of the Eternal Silence Realm cultivator for a long time.
As soon as she finished speaking, she stomped her foot, and boom! The entire sky suddenly exploded, and a pinkish-white stream of light instantly tore through tens of thousands of miles of void. The divine spear swept through the sky with a dazzling display of light and shadow, and went straight for Qin Yu's brow. Wherever it passed, space folded continuously, and a rain of flowers danced in the air. Every petal that fell left a deep crack in the void.
Facing this shot, Qin Yu remained calm. He slowly raised his right hand, and with a clang, a gray-white sword sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was slowly drawn from its sheath. The moment the sword appeared, the surrounding sea of flowers, which had been churning, began to dim. Qin Yu took a step forward.
The sword flashed across the sky, the gray-white sword light colliding instantly with the pink-white spear light—a deafening roar erupted, the spear tip thrusting out continuously. Each thrust was accompanied by the blooming of a phantom of a flower realm, while Qin Yu's longsword remained in its simplest form of slashing.
Without any superfluous movements or the slightest flourish, each sword strike precisely landed at the very core of the spear's momentum. The sword's cry echoed continuously, and the spear's shadow filled the sky. The two figures constantly clashed in the heavens, sometimes plunging into the sea of clouds, sometimes tearing through space, and the entire sky resounded with violent roars.
In just a few dozen breaths, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows, their spear intent and sword intent clashing constantly, neither able to truly suppress the other.
... Meanwhile, below, the three Hua Lineage disciples exchanged glances, a cold glint flashing in their eyes. They didn't even look at the battle in the air. Instead, they all looked towards a hundred feet away, where Ye Ting was sitting cross-legged, the medicinal power continuously repairing his Fate Soul essence. The leading youth's lips slowly curled up.
"The elder has held off Qin Yu." "Now..." "It's our turn." Without the slightest hesitation, the three transformed into three streaks of light and shot towards Ye Ting. However, just as they were less than thirty feet away from Ye Ting, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold in the sky.
Suddenly, his left hand rose, and his five fingers slowly clenched. "Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence." "Third Seal." "Orbital Collapse Lock - Chain Annihilation." Buzz - The world suddenly lost its color. The next moment, the sky was forcibly torn apart by an invisible force.
Countless dark golden chains crashed down from the depths of the void, each chain inscribed with ancient and obscure Order Adjudication. The chains intertwined, instantly forming a massive Fate Ring that covered the entire world. The Fate Ring slowly rotated, and within it, countless long-broken star trails gradually emerged.
The star trails shattered and annihilated, eventually converging above the three figures. Boom! Billions of chains descended simultaneously, binding their bodies tightly before they could even react. The chains not only bound their limbs but also pierced deep into their Fate Soul. Crack—
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and all the Dao trajectories around the three began to crumble inch by inch. The flow of their Fate Soul stopped, and their supernatural powers ceased to operate. Their existence structure continued to disintegrate, the dark gold chains tightened more and more, and a black annihilation storm swept up. In the center of the storm, one after another, the components of existence continued to collapse.
A series of muffled explosions echoed through the heavens and earth, causing the space to tremble violently. In the end, the three were completely trapped in mid-air, unable to move even a finger, let alone continue to approach Ye Ting.
Qin Yu repelled Hua Lingxi with a single sword strike, then slowly turned around, a faint, cold smile appearing on his lips as he looked at the three people locked in mid-air. He then looked at Hua Lingxi, his voice calm yet filled with sarcasm, "I know your Hua Lineage's methods very well. You think...?" "I don't know your scheme?" "Deliberately engaging me in combat." "So that the three of them can ambush Ye Ting." "To distract me."
Qin Yu shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with disdain. "Simply..." "Dream on!" Hua Lingxi stared at the three disciples who were completely locked down. The calm on her face finally vanished. She gripped the Nine Stillness Heavenly Radiance Spear, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. A furious roar shook the heavens and earth, "Insolence!!!"