Chapter 99: Phoenix Flying

Phoenix Flying

"Nascent Soul realm, it is already like this, who can support the Grotto-Heaven realm?"

Ruan Ci couldn't help but be shocked in her heart. Li Pingyan and Junior Brother Fan couldn't even stay for a moment, which was already unexpected to her, but Shen Qi couldn't stay either, which made her feel a trace of ominousness in her heart: for Ruan Ci, if everyone retreated in the face of difficulties here, then her trip was equivalent to failure. She could live out, but Li Pingyan and Junior Brother Fan would undoubtedly die in Hengze Heaven.

Fortunately, Little Su's expression was uncertain, but after a while, his face gradually stabilized. Ruan Ci breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask, "Senior Sister Mu, how are you?"

Not to mention the Nascent Soul and Grotto-Heaven realms, even the omnipotent sensing of the Dao Ancestor realm, Ruan Ci had not experienced it. This trace of illusion was actually very easy for her to see through. Even without using the Donghua Sword to suppress it, she could handle it herself. Probably because she knew the true foundation of this world, so this place was mostly void to her, and it was entirely relying on the silver hairpin for forced contact that she could walk to such a depth.

The Inner Scene Heaven and Earth is like this, between truth and illusion. She knew it was illusory, so there was no real danger, and therefore she gained nothing. The others were more affected, not because their temperament was not as good as Ruan Ci's, but even so, Ruan Ci felt that Senior Sister Mu was a bit reluctant to walk to now. Her strength was similar to Li Pingyan's. Li Pingyan couldn't even persist for an instant, but Senior Sister Mu sprayed three mouthfuls of blood, actually forcibly stabilized, and could move forward. Her face was pale, and she tried to smile, "Let Junior Brother worry. I have some insights into illusionary arts, even if I can't help much, but it is death to go forward and death to go back, so I would rather move forward."

Ruan Ci stopped asking and stood up, "Go!"

They had learned the rules. The longer they stayed here, the more the illusionary array would deduce the battlefield of the Dao struggle back then. In the Golden Core realm, everyone had no guard, and after adjusting their breathing for a long time, the derived battlefield was extremely real, almost costing the lives of several people. In this Nascent Soul battlefield, let alone a gust of wind flying towards them, even a little aftermath of the battle from thousands of miles away could cost everyone's lives. Therefore, the three did not dare to delay for too long, and did not dare to let go of their minds and talk loudly. They all restrained their thoughts, not a single thought arose, and ran forward along the refined gold road under their feet.

The surrounding world gradually evolved. From both sides of the refined gold road, the ground expanded little by little. The three of them felt their scalps numb. Little Su urged repeatedly, "Fast, fast!"

The three changed from running fast to flying. They soon reached the Nascent Soul realm. The Dao City seemed to be smaller than before. Soon they came to the high platform again and climbed up. The heavy pressure borne this time was the same as before, but the three were already dealing with it with ease. It seemed that after several experiences just now, their strength had grown unconsciously. After another two hours, the cliff face of the high platform appeared again. Ruan Ci glanced at Senior Sister Mu, hesitated for a moment, but did not speak to persuade her again. She kicked her feet and gracefully climbed onto the fifth layer of the high platform.

This place was the real Dao Foundation damage sensed by Monk Xiu. The twelve layers of Dao Foundation of True Person Hengze were cut off by seven layers, and only five layers remained in the Inner Scene Heaven and Earth remnants. And that Dao Ancestor realm, once fallen, could never manifest its power again. In the end, the Inner Scene Heaven and Earth could only correspond to a major realm with one layer, and this was how the illusionary array was simulated. By logic, this place should be the end of the illusionary realm. The final goal of Ruan Ci and the others was to find the Dew-Bearing Plate on this high platform. The bright pearl in the Dew-Bearing Plate represented the core of the illusionary realm. Only then could they truly master the illusionary array, allowing themselves to move freely on the five-layer high platform, switch worlds, and find the opportunity to reverse the battle as the controller. The moment True Person Hengze was defeated was the moment the Hengze Jade Dew manifested. At that time, even if the aftermath of the battle cracked the heaven and earth, it would not hurt the controller hiding in the illusionary array to observe. Otherwise, if they waited for a while in the Golden Core battlefield, they might be killed, and they could not survive in the Nascent Soul and Grotto-Heaven battlefields, so there was no possibility of waiting for the Jade Dew to manifest.

As the core of the illusionary array, this Dew-Bearing Plate could not be hidden. Just like the exchange of strength in the momentum field during the battle, the contestants must have strengths and weaknesses. The illusionary array was also like this. If there is illusion, there must be truth. It also had to make an exchange with the array breaker. Ruan Ci's feet just stepped on the ground, and the Grotto-Heaven illusion penetrated from her consciousness. Her heart moved slightly, and she suppressed the illusion—compared to the five senses of the Nascent Soul, the five senses of Grotto-Heaven had completely different changes. If the five senses of the Foundation Establishment stage were like words on paper, the five senses of the Golden Core stage were like a thick book, and the five senses of the Nascent Soul stage were like real scenes in the heart, then the five senses of the Grotto-Heaven stage seemed to return to fragments, each of which was a detailed real scene of a certain period, which could be infinitely indulged if the divine sense was sufficient. For cultivators who were not familiar, this change in five senses was the most powerful weapon, but for Ruan Ci, it was not worth mentioning. In the illusion, she even turned into a Dao Ancestor, and the five senses of the Dao Ancestor looking at all things were very different from Grotto-Heaven. At this time, such a change was just a smile.

She seized the time to look around, searching for the trace of the Dew-Bearing Plate in a pure white. Senior Sister Mu and Little Su also climbed up behind her. Both were struck by lightning. Senior Sister Mu immediately hugged her head and screamed miserably, "Ah——————"

Her sharp voice echoed in this blank pure-colored world, just like a monster howling, full of extreme crazy pain. Blood flowed from her mouth, and more visceral fragments emerged. Soon, jade fragments fell between the visceral fragments, turning into spiritual energy on the ground, and were shattered by the illusion of the Grotto-Heaven realm in an instant, and she died without even saying a last word!

Ruan Ci knew she couldn't be saved with just one look. This woman relied on her deep attainments in illusionary arts and could control illusions, but she didn't expect that her own courage couldn't support her ambition. In the end, she had only climbed to the Grotto-Heaven level for a moment before her body was shattered by that trace of Grotto-Heaven insight!

At this moment, sentimentality was useless, and she didn't have time to think carefully. She used two things at once, searching for the Dew-Bearing Plate while reaching out to grab Little Su who was about to jump off the high platform, shouting, "Give me the scroll, hold on!"

Little Su's body kept trembling, black blood kept overflowing from his lips, his eyes were godless, and it looked like he was not going to make it. He made a hoarse sound in his mouth, and he couldn't even understand Ruan Ci's words. Ruan Ci held him in her arms, shouted into his ear, "Hey! Aren't you still wanting to sell it to me! Give me a scroll quickly! I want to draw a black and white bear!"

These words seemed to touch the memory. Little Su gathered his spirit with effort and took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, but he had no strength to hand it to Ruan Ci. The Qiankun bag fell on his abdomen. Ruan Ci took it, turned it over and poured out a pile of scroll axes, picked one at random, injected her first memory of meeting Qing Jun, and it was like praying to the scroll, letting the scroll simulate the charm of Qing Jun.

This prayer turned into strands of black Qi and floated to Little Su's nose. As soon as it entered his nose, Little Su's body shook, and the uncontrollable trembling eased a lot. But the scroll obviously couldn't support the divine charm of the Dao Ancestor level, and it was just a short moment before sparks appeared from somewhere on the edge. Ruan Ci hurriedly carried Little Su on her back, put away the scroll, ran forward while shouting, "Don't stop your magic operation, I have more if the scroll burns out."

Little Su's head slipped in front of Ruan Ci's shoulder, his black hair lightly scratching her face, his breathing was thick and turbid, and there was still a strong bloody smell, but since he started absorbing the black Qi, he had stabilized a lot. After a while, he sprayed a mouthful of blood, finally stopped the trembling trend, and let out a long, rough breath from his chest, clucking, as if waking up from drowning, coughing and saying, "So, so it was you, so you are Junior Sister Ci."

I don't know why, being called out, Ruan Ci's figure became much smaller. Only the appearance on her face was covered by a mask, and it remained unchanged. However, there were only two people at this time, and they knew each other's identity. This mask actually lost its meaning, so she took it off at will and put it into the Qiankun bag, saying, "Yes, I recognized you, you didn't recognize me, I won."

She said this just to ease the atmosphere, and Little Su was also very supportive, laughing while panting, and saying in her ear, "You re—really are the sword envoy."

The secrets of Grotto-Heaven, just a trace, made Senior Sister Mu explode and die, and Little Su was seriously injured, but Ruan Ci was still fine. This was naturally because she had the Donghua Sword covering her, and she had experienced higher-level illusions long ago, so she was indifferent to this. Ruan Ci said, "Humph, why, do you have suspicions early on?"

Little Su had long hands and long feet, and it was inconvenient to hang down. Ruan Ci talked while wrapping him on her body. He coughed and said, "Shen, that big fool Shen Qi, wants to fight you so much, and, and has a deep affection for you. His sword heart is pure, will be affec—"

Ruan Ci knew his meaning, "Don't talk too much, spend more energy maintaining magic power, we must find the Dew-Bearing Plate first, otherwise it will be useless for you to go down."

In fact, if Little Su hadn't taken out the Qiankun bag just now, he would have died long ago. Ruan Ci didn't let him escape, but wanted him to stay and find the Dew-Bearing Plate. This approach might kill him a few months early, but Little Su didn't seem to care, but smiled and said, "You... are you afraid that I won't keep the secret for you?"

Ruan Ci said casually, "I am afraid, so you must not talk nonsense."

In fact, she had another choice, which was to kill Little Su here after getting the Dew-Bearing Plate. However, this kind of thing is easy to do but hard to say, and Ruan Ci would definitely not say it like this. Little Su seemed to see through her thoughts. At this time, he had no strength to mobilize his limbs, turned his head and bit her earlobe with effort, panting and warning, "Don't think about killing me."

Ruan Ci said stiffly, "I wasn't thinking about it until you said it—found it!"

The Dew-Bearing Plate appeared in the distance in a pure color. Ruan Ci ran towards the Dew-Bearing Plate and soon reached it. It turned out that this Dew-Bearing Plate was placed on the other side of the high platform, almost the farthest distance from them. This Dew-Bearing Plate was majestic in the illusion, with a bright pearl spinning in the plate, which was as dazzling as the sun, but at this time it was just a basin, all three feet were cut off, and it was half-tilted on the ground. In a pill of spirit liquid, there was half a dim residual pearl. Ruan Ci was also stunned in her heart. All the illusionary arrays in Hengze Heaven were originally based on only this half a pearl.

The scroll in her hand had burned more than half, and the black Qi dissipated became thinner and thinner, and Little Su's breathing gradually became urgent again. Ruan Ci didn't dare to delay, first reached out and scooped, and sure enough, she couldn't touch the Dew-Bearing Plate, so she hurriedly put him down, "Fast! Take the pearl to me!"

Little Su looked at her and didn't move. Ruan Ci said helplessly, "Okay, okay, okay, you don't sell me out first, I won't kill you either, don't bargain anymore, go get the pearl quickly."

Little Su's lips raised a very small arc, and his voice was also extremely light, "I... have no spiritual power... can't move..."

It turned out not to be bargaining, but inability. Ruan Ci didn't know whether what he said was true or false, so she had to press her finger against her brow and inject a little spiritual power into him. Little Su closed his eyes slightly, as if squeezing out the last bit of strength. His fingers finally lifted up tremblingly, bent over, and picked up the residual pearl. At this touch, he trembled again. Ruan Ci couldn't wait, took the residual pearl from his hand, spat out palm power, and sent Little Su out of the cliff face, falling down.

Almost at the same time, the black Qi lingering on the scroll flourished, burning all the remaining residual scrolls. Black smoke like strands chased Little Su. Ruan Ci breathed a sigh of relief at this, and felt a little regretful. In this way, Little Su should not die. Once he left the entanglement of the Grotto-Heaven illusion, he could control the mental method and take away the black smoke, not leaking any benefits. The Demon Sect disciples are really as refined as ghosts—he didn't die, she was still quite happy, after all, they had cooperated for so long, but it meant that before the Hengze Heaven matter was finished, she had another trouble to deal with.

"I don't know if it's from Yanshan or whose family, I haven't asked yet..."

She muttered a word and stopped thinking about it. She stared at the residual pearl for a while, rubbed it a few times, took a breath, and injected spiritual energy into it.

At first, there was no feeling, only feeling that the residual pearl was constantly swallowing spiritual energy, as if it were a bottomless pit. But when the spiritual energy was injected to a certain extent, Ruan Ci only felt her heart beating wildly, and even the sea of consciousness and Dao Foundation were faintly vibrating. If it weren't for the Donghua Sword suppressing it, she would have almost injured her meridians. This vibration was very regular, as if a giant thing was swallowing and spitting, bringing the tide of heaven and earth. Unconsciously, she had already breathed and exhaled with this rhythm. The next moment, she only heard a bang, and the surging waves rolled over. She seemed to be brought into the deep sea by the spiritual energy tide of the Baoyun Sea again, falling into the deep sea. There was silence in her ears, only the heartbeat like a drum. In the thumping sound, the heaven and earth were upside down. With every blink, it darkened and brightened. Every moment was a brand new world. In the blink of an eye, the sun and moon changed, and countless infinite memories came one after another, as if to fill the sea of consciousness, but if you look closely, it was a void.

In a pair of eyes, only countless worlds were seen, but the clearest were the infinite battlefields. Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Grotto-Heaven, all were filled with war. Ruan Ci knew the general situation in one glance, but could not focus on the details. The Foundation Establishment battlefield indeed had a winning momentum, surpassing the Yin-Yang Five Elements Dao Ancestor by a lot. However, in the Golden Core battlefield, the war was deadlocked. In the Nascent Soul and Grotto-Heaven disputes, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Dao Ancestor was constantly gaining the upper hand, and the winning momentum was gradually formed, which was difficult to reverse. The reason was as simple as Ruan Ci had thought before: the high-level combat power of a Dao system like True Person Hengze must be scarce. After all, every time a cultivator reincarnates, they cannot guarantee to return to the original realm, and the higher the realm, the longer the cultivation time required. Under the constant loss of lower-level elites in the Dao struggle, the brave-to-battle style brought by the Hengze Dao system's reincarnation will inevitably cause high-level elites to gradually lose. Over time, it will cause a gap in numbers. Even if the numbers are equal, individual combat power and even temperament cannot compare with the Yin-Yang Five Elements Dao Ancestor!

Ruan Ci had no real evidence for the last point, but she felt in her heart that it was so. Being able to reincarnate continuously means there is always a way out. Foundation Establishment cultivators might not have felt it, but in the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages, the chest and courage of such cultivators simply cannot compare with those great cultivators who only have one life and cannot do it again, but still rely on themselves to climb to this point in thousands of difficulties!

Now it seems that in the Nascent Soul realm, the difference is already obvious, and the victory or defeat is clear in Grotto-Heaven. However, both places might be the turning point of the war. Ruan Ci thought for a while, but suddenly remembered the strange encounter in Huang Shoushan, and couldn't help but smile slightly, sighing, "It turns out that everything is destined."

At the moment, she didn't hesitate anymore. In the spinning of the world, she chose the Grotto-Heaven battlefield and sank her mind into it. The other countless worlds faded away instantly. Ruan Ci blinked her eyes and felt a giant wind blowing on her face, but it didn't blow her sleeves. She looked up at the sky, only to see giant wings hanging from the clouds, colored in five colors, and the wind rose when flapping. Even the spiritual Qi in the sky fluctuated like a tide. It was an innate phoenix circling and soaring in the sky. The momentum of spreading feathers was beautiful and breathtaking, making people yearn for it.

The phoenix wandered and circled, looking up to the sky and chirping. Its sound was clear like the moon falling on the phoenix tree, echoing in the nine heavens, turning into dots of spiritual light. Countless feather creatures were born from the spiritual light, each flapping their wings and falling into the clouds.

I don't know how long it took, the phoenix seemed to be exhausted, slowly falling to the clouds, turning into a human form. It was a tall woman who walked straight towards Ruan Ci and said, "The trend of my clan's defeat has been formed, and there is no room for turning back. Are you ready to welcome that last battle?"

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Updated, sorry for the long wait, Little Su's true identity revealed~

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