Published: March 8, 2025
Zixie Qing smiled faintly, her sleeves sweeping as her graceful figure floated backward into the air, landing beside a tree. With a flick of her long sleeves, Chu Le'er, who was in the tree, fell into her embrace. Without pausing, she spun in mid-air, and with a flash of the white shadow, she vanished without a trace.
"Tearing apart space!" Yue Lingxue's pupils constricted, and the last move from the woman in white made his heart skip a beat.
"Such a powerful person exists in this world! And it's a woman!" Feng Yuru was stunned for a moment before letting out a sigh. The couple exchanged a glance, both speechless.
After a long time, they remembered to check their own cultivation levels and insights, and upon doing so, both were filled with surprise.
"Just now, we both entered the dao realm!" A hint of joy appeared on Yue Lingxue's handsome face as he said, "I have now reached the supreme ninth rank pinnacle!"
"So have I," Feng Yuru replied. "I never expected such a great harvest from this battle!"
"One more step forward, and we will reach what that mysterious woman in white referred to as the 'end of Nine Heavens'," Yue Lingxue said with fiery eyes. "I seem to sense a soft spatial barrier ahead... Just break through, and it will be another world!"
Feng Yuru nodded, then sighed, "Even if we really break through to the end, what then?" He turned to Yue Lingxue with a hint of guilt. "We've been married for so long... I..."
Yue Lingxue embraced his wife, speaking gently, "This is limited by the wind and moon dual hearts; you cannot blame yourself alone. Besides... as long as you're by my side, even without children... what does it matter? I am content."
Feng Yuru silently nodded, curling up in her husband's embrace. At that moment, this figure who dominated the world as a ninth rank supreme seemed like a delicate young woman.
"Let's head into the city," Yue Lingxue said, and Feng Yuru silently nodded. Just then, a voice drifted over from afar: "The wind and moon dual hearts are not without heirs... it's just that your cultivation levels are not yet sufficient."
It was indeed Zixie Qing's voice.
The couple looked up in astonishment. "Is it true!?"
But that voice did not sound again.
"Let's go!" Yue Lingxue's gaze revealed determination. "We must enter Heaven's Secret City! She must be within the city!"
...
Chu Yang let out a furious roar, and the sword energy soared to the sky!
Except for him, the three other swords showed a brief moment of hesitation!
The might of the Emperor Sovereign of swords, even when facing a saint level, carried an unwavering majesty!
The three swords simultaneously emitted a clear ringing sound, a song of surrender.
The two men in black gave a cold snort, slightly surprised. "The Emperor Sovereign of swords?!" They then said coldly, "If you were the saint of swords, perhaps you could cause some trouble... But you are merely the Emperor Sovereign of swords; you pose no threat to my brother!"
Chu Yang stood with his sword drawn, and said indifferently, "Whether it's a threat or not, is not something that can be determined with words."
The two men in black looked disdainful. "Since words won't do, we'll have to resort to action." Their bodies spread out, charging from both sides.
In an instant, both Chu Yang and Wu Qianqian felt a mountain of pressure!
Chu Yang's gaze flashed as he shouted, "Top-tier saint level?!" His thoughts turned, and he yelled, "You are the law enforcers?"
The two men in black laughed strangely in unison as they bore down like a whirlwind.
Chu Yang's body fell from the sky like a shooting star. He knew that against such experts, he was no match! He could only avoid them.
However, the woman in black beside him was also a saint level expert... But she had just entered the saint level, and she was far from a match for these two. So, while he was falling, he urgently shouted, "The wind is fierce! Let's stick together..."
In a tone reminiscent of a bandit failing to rob and instead being attacked.
The two men pursued closely.