Chapter 292: Everyone's Just Metamorphosing, Right?

Bai Miao Miao decided in her heart to go all out.

A prolonged battle would only put her at a greater disadvantage; the earlier duel with Nan Gong Ya was won by breaking through at the crucial moment.

"Nine‑Tail Immortal Art!"

"Tail Transform!"

"Full‑Moon Frost!"

Behind Bai Miao Miao, a bright full moon materialized.

A layer of white frost covered her hair, and under the bright moonlight it appeared cold and mournful.

The moment the Five‑Elements Shield was pierced by red light, Bai Miao Miao slashed outward.

She walked barefoot on the chilling frost.

The rushing light was all frozen; anyone within three zhang of her would turn into frost, like a painting.

Wow!

On Yun Tai.

Countless cultivators were shocked.

"When did Bai Miao Miao become this strong?"

"Human or ghost, everyone is showing off, each undergoing metamorphosis in battle, as if reborn, like a different person."

"No wonder geniuses need honing; this is the purpose of honing!"

"Only through constant combat can one discover one's flaws; meeting stronger opponents provides the drive to become stronger."

Countless cultivators sighed.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of cultivators don't even qualify to participate.

Even the cultivators dubbed 'geniuses' across the Three Thousand Prefectures left early after arriving here.

Compared with the peerless Heavenly Pride that reached the final, they were nothing more than fireflies against the bright moon.

Bai Miao Miao, cloaked in frost, resembled a cold immortal above the nine heavens, drawing ever nearer to Nan Gong Ya.

Her speed was not swift, but the chilling frost was enough to slow everything in the world along with her pace.

It was like strolling within a still painting.

"Moon Radiance!"

"Frost!"

Bai Miao Miao whispered lightly, and a fox formed of cold frost surged toward Nan Gong Ya amid the ethereal cold mist.

Nan Gong Ya wielded four‑colored light, attempting to shred those cold foxes.

But the number of cold foxes was overwhelming.

Each fox that was torn apart lowered the temperature of the world a notch, freezing more of the light.

Amid the relentless clashes, finally a cold fox made contact with Nan Gong Ya's body.

It instantly turned into a whorl of cold air, coiling around Nan Gong Ya's arm.

Nan Gong Ya's arm froze instantly, the frost continuing to spread, aiming to freeze her completely into an ice statue.

Poof!

Nan Gong Ya, equally ruthless to herself, did not hesitate to sever an arm and retreated violently.

Green light encircled her.

"Phenomenon Manifestation! Life Tree!"

She again employed the Phenomenon Manifestation technique, conjuring a Life Tree to heal the severed‑arm wound.

"I'll see how long you can hold on."

Nan Gong Ya could sense that Bai Miao Miao's power was being overdrawn, soon to burn out.

By then she could win easily.

With the Life Tree, she could drag the opponent to death.

On Yun Tai.

Watching the battle, Lin Chuan observed with a strange gaze, "Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, Bai Miao Miao's inheritance seems to fit yours well."

"To force Nan Gong Ya to this point was beyond expectation."

"The Qingqiu Fox Clan must be waking up from laughing dreams."

This is true metamorphosis.

Or the whole clan's metamorphosis, which will surely make the Fox Clan's strength leap forward.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao smiled, "My inheritance, though incomplete, is enough for Bai Miao Miao to unleash outstanding combat power at this level."

"Let's see which step she can reach."

"This girl is also ruthless to herself; knowing she can't outlast Nan Gong Ya, she immediately used a life‑risking technique."

"Geniuses all have a ruthless edge," Lin Chuan laughed.

In the small world, Bai Miao Miao saw Nan Gong Ya employ Phenomenon Manifestation and felt delighted rather than shocked.

This is the strongest technique Nan Gong Ya has displayed so far.

If she advances one more step, she can force the opponent's final move.

"In Lin Chuan's battle with Bai Li Ming, almost all tactics were laid bare; perhaps nothing is hidden—how many did Nan Gong Ya conceal?"

"Force her to reveal another move, and my goal will be achieved."

Before the fight began, Bai Miao Miao's aim was to make Nan Gong Ya use as many tactics as possible, aiding Lin Chuan in the final.

Even for a fleeting moment, she considered defeating Nan Gong Ya on her own.

But she also knew that hope was far too slim.

The final move.

Nine‑Tail Immortal Art!

Tail Transform!

Chant White Domain.

Behind Bai Miao Miao, the full moon rose high, shedding a swath of moonlight that illuminated the area where Nan Gong Ya stood.

Outside the moonlit area, everything was plunged into utter darkness.

The five senses could not touch it.

The anomaly of the Life Deity Tree was also devoured by the blackened region.

What a fight!

On Yun Tai, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao sighed at the scene, then suddenly recalled something, her expression changing.

Did she sense something?

"What does that mean?" Lin Chuan frowned. "Are you talking about the Black Mist?"

"Hmm."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao nodded. "After reaching the Immortal Realm in my Past Life, when I created the Nine‑Tail Immortal Art, I deliberately aligned it toward countering the Black Mist."

"Perhaps those techniques, upon sensing the Black Mist, will spontaneously unleash greater power that affects the inheritor."

"For example, now."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao thought that Bai Miao Miao was very likely being influenced by the inheritor's will.

"It should be so."

If it were a one‑off, one could call it coincidence, but more and more clues tell Lin Chuan that Black Mist's power is definitely hidden within Nan Gong Ya.

Only it cannot be grasped.

In the small world, Bai Miao Miao's long hair floated, dreamlike and ethereal.

She, barefoot, stepped onto the White Domain, like a dragonfly skimming water, rippling layer upon layer, while Nan Gong Ya was drawn by the moonlight,

her eyes vacant, as if she had lost her soul.

Bai Miao Miao had already approached her; frost covered her arm, and she reached out to point at Nan Gong Ya's brow.

At this moment, countless on‑lookers, cultivators, held their breath and focused.

In their minds, the same thought arose simultaneously…

The highly‑anticipated Nan Gong Ya—could she fall here, defeated by Bai Miao Miao? This is a result few have imagined,

even if imagined, it would still be hard to accept when it truly occurs.

Bai Miao Miao's finger descended, pressing on Nan Gong Ya's brow.

In an instant, frost spread from the brow across her entire body, turning her into an ice statue.

"Is it over?"

"I won."

Bai Miao Miao's tense body shivered, then she knelt on the ground, coughing continuously, trembling without cease.

Behind her, nine tails manifested; three of them were stained blood‑red by blood, and one even lost a segment.

To achieve this, Bai Miao Miao paid a tremendous price.

Even to the point of overdrawing her future foundation.

Yet she still resolutely did so, as if a voice told her it was necessary.

However…

The power of space still did not descend.

Bai Miao Miao's pupils suddenly contracted; the Nan Gong Ya she turned into an ice statue did not shatter, but instead emitted a nauseating odor.

She also saw…

a pair of eyes completely soaked in Darkness.