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Yue Hongyan’s pale white fists flickered with red light as they smashed against the Frightening Divine Spike.

The half-virtual Frightening Divine Spike, as it was pounded by Yue Hongyan’s fists, suddenly became real and material as a loud booming sound could be heard.

The black light around the Frightening Divine Spike had been broken by the Royal Extermination Pole-Ax and was not yet able to recuperate, and now it took another hit from Yue Hongyan’s fists.

The Frightening Divine Spike was a magic item and could still resist the impact to some degree, but Mu Xuan’s soul was deposited within and started to tremble violently from the brutal impact.

She withdrew her soul from the protection of the Frightening Divine Spike at once. Even though she was adept with spells of the soul so her soul was relatively powerful, she was faced with the layers of Avici Infernal Gale and was in agonizing pain. This was especially so after the destruction of her cosmic form and the subsequent withering of her strength and power.

Her soul returned to her physical body. Once both parts came back together, traces of blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth as she stumbled backward.

Yue Hongyan retracted her fists and swiped once more with the Royal Extermination Pole-Ax as she sent the Frightening Divine Spike flying.

The black light around the Frightening Divine Spike was a lot dimmer than before. Between the flashes of white, red, blue, green and yellow, the Spike returned to its original form as the Six Appearances Sword.

The Six Appearances Sword returned to Mu Xuan’s side. Mu Xuan’s eyes were disoriented and she was staring into space as blood oozed out from her eyes, nose and mouth. She looked extremely battered and exhausted.

The astral projection of the soul was deceptive and insidious, but it was without the protection of the physical body and any damage was inflicted directly upon the soul.

Mu Xuan’s cosmic form was destroyed by Yue Hongyan, and her mana was temporarily discharged with no chance of coming back for now and it was impossible for her to stabilize her soul.

Shan Xiang, Ding Runfeng and the other cultivators from the Great Void Sect watched on with mouths agape, bereft. Never did they think that the tables would turn so abruptly – Mu Xuan had the best winning chances, but ended up losing the battle so badly.

It wasn’t a split-second decision for Mu Xuan to use the spells of the soul. Of all the cultivators in the Great Void Sect under the immortal soul stage, she was one of the disciples with relatively more powerful souls. Spells of the soul were her forte, and with a sudden thrust from the Frightening Divine Spike, even other immortal soul stage cultivators had to be careful when handling this attack.

While soul cultivators were naturally countered by the energetic blood essence of physical cultivators, Mu Xuan’s usage of the Six Appearances Sword and its Frightening Divine Spike form gave her immunity against the boiling blood essence of physical cultivators below the immortal soul stage.

Mu Xuan had even factored in Yue Hongyan’s Avici Infernal Gale. However, Yue Hongyan studied the interaction of her physical techniques with the power of the Avici Infernal Gale for many years and with the help of Lin Feng’s pointers, she managed to reach a new level.

Mu Xuan also considered the possibility that Yue Hongyan’s power was vastly greater than before. However, it was impossible for her to know the degree of Yue Hongyan’s improvement, and neither could she tell the areas in which Yue Hongyan had improved. This was something to be ascertained throughout the course of battle, yet this meant she had to incur a great cost and could possibly lead to her falling into the abyss with no chance of return.

At this moment, Mu Xuan was in this very situation.

Her soul was severely injured and she felt the agonizing pain in her mind, as if uncountable numbers of needles were piercing her and it was unbearable.

Her mind was all over the place as she started to see stars with her dizzy eyes. Her eyes flashed black from time to time, and it was clear that she had lost all ability to continue the battle.

The destruction of her cosmic form also meant a great decline in her powers, and reforming the cosmic form would take a lot of time.

She was still young, and compared to the typical three-thousand-six-hundred age of nascent soul cultivators, time wasn’t a problem. However, her heart started growing cold as she felt her mind quiver and shudder.

Her practice of the Mantra of the Great Oblivion cut off any possibility of turning around. Due to the fact that she channeled her feelings for Pang Jie to the highest possible level, if she couldn’t advance in her mantras she would slip back down for sure.

In the end, she lost to a disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, at the hands of Yue Hongyan who was only in the nascent soul intermediate stage. This psychological trauma was too much for her to take.

Instead of undoing the knot in her heart, the knot only became tighter. Over the years of practicing the Mantra of the Great Oblivion, Mu Xuan could tell that things were taking a turn for the worse.

Yue Hongyan glanced at Mu Xuan and the Six Appearances Sword as she gripped the Royal Extermination Pole-Ax behind her back. Her figure was back on top of the summit of Mount Baiyun, and she stared coldly at the other cultivators from the Great Void Sect.

Shan Xiang, Ding Runfeng and the others abruptly stopped in their tracks as their hearts sank.

The battle between Mu Xuan and Yue Hongyan actually didn’t take too long, and it was clear who was the victor.

Not only was Mu Xuan’s cosmic form eliminated, her soul was severely damaged and the Six Appearances Sword suffered similar injuries as the Acalanatha Void Shield and as the Frightening Divine Spike.

Under such circumstances, it was almost an impossibility for them to break through the barrier formed by Yue Hongyan and Li Yuanfang’s avatar.

Shan Xiang planted his eyes upon Yue Hongyan as Ding Runfeng placed a hand on his shoulder. Shan Xiang turned around sharply as Ding Runfeng shook his head subtly. "Don’t forget Senior Mu’s words – Senior Shan, do let me say something that may sound offensive, but if you going up against her doesn’t help anything."

Shan Xiang closed his eyes as a painful expression flashed across his face and said nothing. Ding Runfeng turned towards Yue Hongyan and thought about Bai Xiqian all those years ago and felt the same bitter feeling surface in his heart. He sighed inside and thought, "I guess we can only rely upon Junior Chen and Junior Guo now."

Chen Xingyu bore the heavy mantle of his sect, but his face was still as calm as usual. Still, he wasn’t feeling too good.

The reason was because of the youth that was standing before him with the exact same expression.

This youth looked normal enough – he wasn’t as overbearing as Tang Jun, and wasn’t as unbending and stubborn-looking as Han Yang, and he wasn’t as cold as Zhou Yuncong. His features were proper but can’t be said to be handsome.

However, he had a demeanor that gave people relief and took away their worries, as if he would never let someone down. His unwavering stability was slightly frightening and his quiet determination was blinding to the eye.

It was the Celestial Sect of Wonder’s Heavenly Temple’s second-generation first disciple, Yang Tie.

His hands were open by his side, and dirty-yellow lights condensed in his left palm while a stream of blue water drifted around his right. This stream of water wasn’t agile and swift, and instead appeared dense and weighty like the rays of light in his left hand.

Icy-blue mist hovered around Chen Xingyu’s body as pale white radiance flickered. The dark and shadowy Yin-Terminating Hell danced along the void in the mid-section of the mountain.

Yang Tie nodded his head faintly. "The Yin-Terminating Entity…Your Yin-Terminating Hell is indeed impressive."

Zhou Yuncong, Liu Xiafeng and Li Xingfei were standing behind him and the three of them stared at Chen Xingyu as black smoke started billowing around his body.

"Senior Zhou – you and Senior Liu Xia and Senior Li will continue onward. Let me handle this," Yang Tie passed a voice-projected message to Zhou Yuncong, "Master, Senior Uncle and the others have already given their instructions. Unless you can kill Chen Xingyu on the spot, you can’t fight him in the near future."

Zhou Yuncong’s eyes were gloomy. He was acutely aware of what Yang Tie was talking about, but the exasperation in his heart was intense.

Liu Xiafeng walked in front of him and said softly, "There will always be a chance. Stay calm, control yourself, and think of the Daoist name given to you by Fifth Senior Uncle."

Zhou Yuncong took a deep breath and turned around. There was no way he was going to stick around for another second longer.

His personality was cold and his actions cruel, and he never gave his opponents a chance. This wasn’t because he truly enjoyed killing – instead, it was the influence of his Yang-Incinerating Entity.

When faced with Chen Xingyu, he experienced an innate notion of hostility and craved to fight him. However, there wasn’t any bad blood between the two of them and if Chen Xingyu didn’t take the initiative to make a move against him, no matter how frustrated and impatient he was, he couldn’t make the first move either.

Liu Xiafeng and Li Xingfei felt a little relieved that Zhou Yuncong was receptive to their advice. They turned towards Yang Tie and said, "Junior Yang, do be careful."

Yang Tie nodded his head and said, "Don’t worry, I am here." Liu Xiafeng and Li Xingfei didn’t say much in response to those words and followed behind Zhou Yuncong into the deeper regions of the mountain’s midsection.

The Yin-Terminating Hell extended outward and the warmth in Chen Xingyu’s eyes were completely gone. His expression was deathly plain and ice-cold.

His tone was equally plain and calm, as if there wasn’t an ounce of emotion contained within. "The Great Void Sect cannot possibly give way in the fight for the Crucible of the Divine Lands. I’m sorry, Yang Tie."

With that, a gust of icy-blue energy from the Yin-Terminating Hell swept towards Yang Tie.

"You’re too polite." Yang Tie’s hands were still by his side, but the lights in his hands suddenly changed.

The Central Wutu Divine Light in his left hand was initially dirty-yellow in color, but became brighter and brighter until it was converted into a pure and pristine light. The Great Chaos Primordial Water in his right hand was flashing blue, but its color gradually grew darker and became a patch of eerie darkness.

Yang Tie placed his hands together and muttered, "Unlimited light and boundless darkness, the beginning of the two extremities that created the destiny of the worlds."

The black and white lights instantly transformed into giant altar that was something like a Datura flower, yet wasn’t so similar at the same time.

Uncountable numbers of blinding light rays and a similar volume of pitch-black lines intertwined together to form a pattern that resembled the trails of the stars in the sky and webbed out to form a tiny independent world.

Chen Xingyu’s cold disposition as a result of the Yin-Terminating Hell betrayed a tinge of emotion as he watched this scene and his eyes sparkled a little.

Anybody in the Divine Lands with even a little bit of knowledge could recognize this spell

This was a spell that originated from Lin Feng’s second disciple, and the master of the Heavenly Temple – Zhu Yi. It was invented from his own ingenuities, and was called the Great Boundaries of the Celestial Light and Darkness Mandala.

Similar to Zhou Yuncong’s Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit and his Yang-Incinerating Mana-Eradicating Spell, which was able to erode and destroy the opponent’s Yang energy and inflict damage to his or her spells and mana and could even injure the opponent’s personal Yang being, Chen Xingyu’s Yin-Terminating Hell was able to whittle down his opponent’s Yin energies.

Faced with an opponent like Chen Xingyu, Yang Tie wasn’t about to start off defending himself. Even though he appeared like the passive ones in his battles and made the second move in retaliation, it wasn’t true that he didn’t understand the importance and logic of initiative and geographical advantages and whatnot.

He directly unleashed the power of the Great Boundaries of the Celestial Light and Darkness Mandala and sealed off Chen Xingyu’s Yin-Terminating Hell. Before his opponent could do anything, the altar-like spell imploded and collapsed toward a central point with apocalyptic force.

Chen Xingyu was expressionless as his hands moved and the Yin-Terminating Hell started to use a central point as a fulcrum and began to rotate.

After he converted the Yin Yang Limitless Mystic World into the Kongyuan Destructive Yin-Terminating World, Chen Xingyu unleashed the natural power of his Yin-Terminating Entity and combined it with the great mantras of the Great Void Sect and converted the Yin Yang Heaven Crushing Earth Grinding Spell into the Yin-Terminating Heaven Crushing Earth Grinding Spell before he clashed head on against Yang Tie’s Great Boundaries of the Celestial Light and Darkness Mandala.

Two of the most prodigious disciples of the Divine Lands were engaged in epic battle in the midsection of Mount Baiyun inside the Small Divine Lands World.

Chen Xingyu seemed calm and without emotion and his hands were still moving and the battle raged on. However, he knew deep in his heart that he had already lost.

While the victor of the battle between him and Yang Tie was still undetermined, the Great Void Sect was already at a disadvantage against the Celestial Sect of Wonders.

They didn’t have a gate to the Starry Sea, and the number of cultivators that could enter the Starry Sea was therefore limited. This was a reality, yet this couldn’t cover another reality that there was an obvious gap between the standards of the younger generation of disciples.

It seemed like nothing and unassuming, but the foundations of the number-one holy ground in the Divine Lands was starting to shake and tremble.