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Chapter 167 The Battle Between the Goddess and the Demon Lord
half a month later.
Outside the Xuanxiao Secret Realm, a large group of people had gathered.
They were all disciples of the eight major sects, who came to the Xuanxiao Secret Realm for training.
Moreover, there have been recent reports that the mythical beast Azure Dragon has appeared in the Xuanxiao Secret Realm.
In the crowd, there was one place with a particularly large number of people. Many disciples surrounded a girl dressed in a golden fairy robe, and beside the girl were two handsome young men.
The girl's eyes were a dazzling golden yellow. She stood there quietly, surrounded by one or two golden butterflies. She was Ye Qianqian, the goddess who had been praised in recent days.
The two boys beside her were her senior brother Song Huai'an and her second senior brother Jiang Ci.
The disciples surrounded the three of them so tightly that not a single one of them uttered a sound.
They all looked at Ye Qianqian with reverence, their eyes filled with deep awe and submission.
After becoming a goddess, Ye Qianqian became a dazzling presence, receiving admiration and praise wherever she went. Her cultivation had reached the late stage of the Mahayana realm, the same as her master, Yan Ze. Moreover, with divine power enhancing her, Ye Qianqian was now the strongest being in the cultivation world.
Why didn't she ascend to heaven?
According to Ye Qianqian's explanation, she was a goddess personally chosen by Heaven, and she needed to maintain order in the cultivation world. This was Heaven's test for her; as long as she passed the test, she could ascend to godhood.
Some even speculate that Ye Qianqian may be the chosen successor of Heaven, and that she may ascend to become the new Heavenly Dao in the future.
All of this was just speculation, and no one dared to speak out. But they knew that if they cultivated a good relationship with Ye Qianqian, they would definitely reap the benefits in the future.
Ye Qianqian became a goddess revered by everyone. Her words were regarded as divine pronouncements, her judgments were considered the most accurate, and everyone had to obey her.
Xu Weilin, who had been killed by Ye Qianqian, became a universally hated figure. Even her sect, Muxue Sect, was cursed and hunted down by cultivators. Muxue Sect disappeared from the martial world half a month ago and has not appeared in front of anyone since. No one knows what happened to the disciples of Muxue Sect, whether they are dead or alive.
However, no one cared about the survival of this small sect. Following Ye Qianqian's instructions was the only correct choice for everyone.
Ye Qianqian calmly accepted the admiration of others. She showed no expression on the surface, but she enjoyed it immensely in her heart. This was even more favored than when she was the junior sister of Qingyun Sect.
She no longer needed to care about Song Huai'an, Jiang Ci, and Yan Ze's favorability; all she needed to do was complete the plot and absorb Xie Wan Ning's luck. However, she didn't mind Song Huai'an and Jiang Ci constantly revolving around her; this feeling was quite nice.
Suddenly, Ye Qianqian's eyes lit up. With a quick glance, she pierced through the thick wall of people and clearly saw the figure in the corner.
She did come, Xie Wanning. This time, she had nowhere to escape.
However, Ye Qianqian did not intend to kill Xie Wanning; what she wanted was to snatch the Azure Dragon before Xie Wanning!
The gate to the secret realm opened, and Ye Qianqian led the way into the secret realm.
Upon entering the secret realm, Ye Qianqian headed straight for its center, where a bottomless abyss lake lay, the very place where the Azure Dragon slept.
We arrived at Wan Zhang Yuan Lake.
Ye Qianqian walked to the lakeside. She opened her arms, and the golden mark on her forehead shone with golden light. Countless golden butterflies suddenly appeared on the lake's surface, causing slight ripples. The crowd knelt behind Ye Qianqian, waiting devoutly for the next moment.
However, the sunlight was suddenly blocked out, and dark clouds rolled in, carrying purple lightning. Hundreds of purple flames descended from the sky, striking the golden butterfly directly and burning it to ashes.
From within the dark clouds, a crimson figure appeared, surrounded by demonic energy. Her cascading silver-white hair danced wildly in the air, and a striking spider lily demonic mark adorned her brow. Her scarlet eyes, like a surging sea of blood, were filled with murderous intent. She wore a silver mask that covered the lower half of her face, making her appear both cruel and mysterious.
"That's... the Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion!" a disciple exclaimed in shock. He suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, his face filled with terror.
"It's her! Wanxun, the Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion! She's the demonic cultivator who destroyed ten secret realms in ten days! Everyone be careful!"
After saying this, the disciples retreated like waves, all moving away from the bottomless abyss lake.
A flash of hatred crossed Xie Wanxun's eyes as she looked at Ye Qianqian, who remained motionless, and Song Huai'an beside her.
"Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion, it's better to see you in person than to have heard so much about you. Today, I'll give you a good lesson." A golden sword appeared in Ye Qianqian's hand. It was the divine sword, the Golden Crow Sword, which was imbued with the power of the sun god. It possessed a scorching temperature and the ability to dispel all demonic energy. She swung the Golden Crow Sword, and a dazzling blade slashed towards Xie Wanxun.
Song Huai'an picked up the Golden Cloud Sword and slashed at Xie Wanxun: "Demon Lord of the Forgotten River, this place is your death ground."
Before the Golden Crow Sword even touched Xie Wanxun, she felt as if the demonic energy all over her body was burning, and every inch of her skin was being torn apart with pain.
"Luo..." Xie Wanxun's voice trailed off. She couldn't take out the Luo Ze sword, and she couldn't let others know about her relationship with Wan Ning.
Xie Wanxun used demonic energy to condense a purple sword, and she slashed out several blades. The blades collided, gold and purple mingling, creating a deafening explosion.
Xie Wanxun crushed the teleportation talisman and teleported directly behind Ye Qianqian. Just as she raised her sword to stab Ye Qianqian, a golden light flashed, and Xie Wanxun was pulled into the divine realm.
Within the realm of God.
Ye Qianqian wielded the Golden Crow Sword, her sword strikes so swiftly that they were almost invisible. Xie Wanxun struggled to parry the attacks, his body covered in wounds.
"Xie Wanning, you can never defeat me no matter what. I am a goddess, and you are only fit to be my stepping stone," Ye Qianqian said smugly.
Xie Wanxun didn't reply, but instead gathered Netherfire in her hand and charged towards Ye Qianqian.
"You're courting death," Ye Qianqian laughed, unleashing several blades from her Golden Crow Sword. The blades moved with lightning speed, making them impossible to dodge.
The powerful attacks all struck Xie Wanxun, emitting dazzling golden light and booming explosions.
Ye Qianqian sheathed the Golden Crow Sword, a smug smile playing on her lips.
In the past, she was always the one being beaten up by Xie Wanning, but now she can kill her enemies with her own hands time and time again without breaking a sweat.
Suddenly, with a phoenix cry, a purple phoenix was reborn from the ashes. It swooped down towards Ye Qianqian, its body engulfed in intense netherfire.
Ye Qianqian chuckled: "You're courting death!"
The Golden Crow Sword flashed with golden light, colliding with the Netherfire.
"Peng!"
Outside the realm of God.
"Senior Brother, why are so many spirit beasts approaching?" Jiang Ci nervously held the eighth-grade attack talisman, looking around helplessly.
Song Huai'an held the Golden Cloud Sword in his hand, his heart pounding nervously.
Suddenly, several thousand high-level spirit beasts surrounded the hundreds of disciples. All of them were of grade eight or above, and any one of them could easily wipe out the entire group of disciples, let alone several thousand grade eight or nine spirit beasts.
This is completely abnormal! How could a secret realm have so many spirit beasts, and they are carrying a strong killing intent, as if they want to tear the disciples apart.
"All array cultivators, activate the teleportation array and send everyone out." Song Huai'an made a decisive decision. They could not fight the spirit beasts. If they caused a riot among the spirit beast horde, none of them would survive.
"Senior Brother, this secret realm is a high-level secret realm. Only a ninth-grade teleportation array can teleport people out," Jiang Ci said in despair.
In the entire cultivation world, only Zhong Yingxiu of Bibo Ting is capable of setting up a ninth-grade teleportation array, but Zhong Yingxiu did not participate in this secret realm, so they have no way to ask her for help.
Song Huai'an clenched his fist, then relaxed it after a while.
“No, there is another person who can set up a ninth-grade teleportation array.” As he spoke, Song Huai’an turned his gaze to Tian Ruochun, who stood indifferently in the crowd.
Tian Ruochun, in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, could forcibly activate a ninth-grade teleportation array if he burned all his original power.
She sacrificed her life to save the lives of hundreds of disciples; this is the honor of a righteous cultivator!
Song Huai'an walked straight towards Tian Ruochun.
Tian Ruochun's eyes flickered slightly; she understood Song Huai'an's meaning and unconsciously took two steps back.
"Junior Sister Tian, I, Song Huai'an, beg you, could you please set up a ninth-grade teleportation array to send us out?" Song Huai'an looked at Tian Ruochun, his eyes filled with pleading, reluctance, and determination.