Chapter 490

Huang Daxian stepped forward at the scene in the tense atmosphere, his gaze coldly fixed on

「Yin Zeyang, our grudges should not involve the innocent.

Tonight, I am willing to duel you to settle our grievances. »

Flower Immortal's voice boomed, his eyes filled with bloodshot, his words immediately caused a huge uproar.

Any strong cultivator can see that Huang Daxian's strength is obviously two small steps lower than Yin ZeYang's in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Moreover, both sides are poised; their Moon-Protecting Alliance holds the advantage, so there's absolutely no need for a duel.

However, from the Flower Immortal's words, it's obvious he's worried about the other cultivators of the Moon-Protecting Alliance, since this matter would be punished by the sect.

At this moment, the cultivators of the Moon-Protecting Alliance, looking at Huang Daxian's figure, instantly seemed several inches taller.

In the Universe Cultivation World, the weak are prey to the strong; responsibility is always shifted by those in charge, and someone like Huang Daxian who single-handedly bears the karma of everyone is as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Upon hearing this, Yin ZeYang let out a cold snort, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

「Huang Daxian, you're seeking your own death.

You think with that measly cultivation you can oppose me? »

「Huang Daxian, why go through this?

Your strength is inherently inferior to Yin ZeYang's; dueling is surely suicide. » Heifeng saw this, immediately stepped forward, his eyes filled with worry.

Huang Daxian waved his hand, indicating Heifeng need not say more, 「Heifeng, I know you care about me.

But tonight's matter concerns not only my personal honor, but also the dignity of the Moon-Protecting Alliance.

If I can resolve this crisis with my own strength, then even death I would willingly accept. »

Moon Hua Fairy listened silently from afar, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

Huang Daxian's bravery and self-sacrificing spirit made her feel admiration.

Moon Hua Fairy's voice suddenly rang out, flowing like a clear spring into everyone's hearts, 「You don't need to face this alone.

The Moon-Protecting Alliance is a collective, advancing and retreating together. »

Yin ZeYang's face grew even darker; he hadn't expected Moon Hua Fairy to openly support Huang Daxian.

If tonight he cannot utterly defeat Huang Daxian, his prestige in the Taiyin Shengdi will plummet.

「Moon Hua Fairy, are you openly interfering? 」 Yin ZeYang's voice carried a hint of threat, 「Do you really think, with you people, you can stop me? »

Moon Hua Fairy smiled faintly, her figure suddenly vanishing where she stood; the next moment she appeared before Yin ZeYang, their distance now within arm's reach.

Seeing this, Huang Daxian suddenly said.

「Subordinate knows the fairy's lofty righteousness, but I want to prove to everyone that the person the fairy favors, even if his strength is inferior to others, is no weakling. »

As Huang Daxian spoke, his eyes were filled with bloodshot, yet also contained a clear, sparkling depth; Moon Hua Fairy inexplicably felt a chill.

She never expected Huang Daxian to say such words; these words not only filled her heart with warmth, but also stirred her passionate blood.

Moon Hua Fairy glanced again at Huang Daxian's anxious eyes; in the Universe Cultivation World, such passionate and righteous cultivators are truly too few.

She was used to the deceit and intrigue of the cultivation world, yet now Huang Daxian made her feel so special.

「Please, fairy, grant your permission! »

Flower Immortal again bowed deeply, his voice revealing determination and an unstoppable momentum.

「Yin ZeYang, your arrogance and conceit will end tonight. 」 Moon Hua Fairy's voice was icy and firm, 「I will give you a fair chance; if you can defeat Huang Daxian, I will no longer interfere in your two persons' affair.

But if you lose, then you and your followers will forever be forbidden from causing any trouble for the Moon-Protecting Alliance; otherwise, even though you are a disciple of the Yin Elder, I can openly crush your bones and scatter your ashes. »

Yin ZeYang's pupils contracted sharply; he could feel the powerful aura emanating from Moon Hua Fairy, a strength he could not match.

「Open and aboveboard? »

He never expected Moon Hua Fairy to actually make such a great determination for Huang Daxian.

To openly kill him, this feels like violating the holy land's rules and still wanting to exterminate him.

Upon thinking of Huang Daxian entering the Taiyin Shengdi base being so favored by Moon Hua Fairy, his heart could be said to be dying of jealousy.

「Accept. 」 Yin ZeYang said through gritted teeth, 「But if you lose, the Moon-Protecting Alliance must disband, and you must kowtow to me in apology. »

Moon Hua Fairy did not answer, merely waved her hand lightly, indicating Huang Daxian to step forward, as if Yin ZeYang had just farted, especially foul, waving her hand to clear it away.

Huang Daxian took a deep breath, knowing this battle concerned not only his own life and death, but also the fate of the entire Moon-Protecting Alliance.

The two slowly walked to the center of the martial arena; the surrounding cultivators made way, forming a huge open space.

The torchlight illuminated the field brightly; everyone held their breath, awaiting this life-and-death showdown.

「Huang Daxian is truly loyal and devoted, actually willing to risk his life for Moon Hua Fairy and the Moon-Protecting Alliance,. 」 A female cultivator's eyes welled with tears as she sighed.

「Yes, his loyalty is evident day and night; we feel ashamed. 」 Another male cultivator nodded in agreement, his tone tinged with shame.

「Huang Daxian's action is enough to prove his loyalty to Moon Hua Fairy; indeed, Moon Hua values him for a reason. 」 An elderly cultivator stroked his beard, full of approval.

Moon Hua Fairy stood on the high platform, her gaze soft as she looked at Huang Daxian, her heart also filled with gratitude.

However, the forces of the Yin Elder faction snorted at Huang Daxian's challenge.

「Hmph, Huang Daxian really overestimates himself, thinking this would earn Moon Hua Fairy's favor? 」 A close aide of the Yin Elder sneered.

「Exactly, he's just a jumping clown, daring to challenge Yin ZeYang, utterly ridiculous. 」 Another follower of the Yin Elder also echoed.

「Just wait and see, Yin ZeYang will make him know what it means to be ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth. 」 A disciple of the Yin Elder said viciously.

The Yin Elder himself watched coldly from the shadows, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold sneer.

At this moment, Huang Daxian stood straight, facing the surrounding gossip and gazes, his heart unmoved in the slightest.

「The wind sighs, the Yi River cold; the brave man goes and never returns.

To probe the tiger's den, enter the dragon's palace; raising his breath to the heavens forms a white rainbow. »

The words floated down; all the cultivators present were astonished as if seeing a heavenly being, never expecting Huang Daxian to possess such literary talent.

The verses were too tragic, causing listeners to glare, clench their fists, and the mighty felt an intense spirit of self-sacrifice, a boundless heroic fervor.

The cultivators in Moon Hua Fairy's row inexplicably felt waves of sorrow arise in their hearts, their eyes began to redden, their fists clenched tightly together, their whole bodies trembling slightly.

Yo, you're still putting on an act—if you're gonna die, die quick, don't waste everyone's time.

Fuck, if you dare say another word for the Huang Alliance Master, I'll tear your mouth apart.

As a sudden mocking shout burst from a disciple of the Yin Elder faction, the Protector Moon Alliance disciples instantly drew their weapons, seeming ready to charge over and start a big fight. That murderous aura frightened that Yin Elder faction disciple so much that his body shuddered and a few drops of urine leaked out.

Yin Zeyang saw the nearby Moonflower Fairy staring blankly at Huang Daxian, and his heart burned with envy.

As a disciple of the Yin Elder, he had never received the goddess's favor, yet Huang Daxian entered the holy land base and went a month without rain, somehow earning the goddess's such treatment; thinking of this, Yin Zeyang went berserk.

A cruel smile hung on his face as he looked at Huang Daxian, as if viewing a toy about to be torn apart by him.

"Huang Daxian, your bravery is commendable, but your stupidity is equally astonishing." Yin Zeyang sneered, "Do you really think you have a chance to beat me?"

Huang Daxian didn't answer, merely adjusting his breath in silence, his eyes firm and calm, without any fear or hesitation.

He and Yin Zeyang stood opposite each other, their eyes flashing with a chilling light.

Boom

Huang Daxian launched the first attack, his figure like a bolt of lightning, his long sword tracing dazzling arcs of light.

Yin Zeyang coldly welcomed the challenge, his swordsmanship ruthless and precise, each strike carrying a deadly threat.

Their sword lights intertwined in the night sky, emitting crisp clashing sounds.

Although Huang Daxian's strength was slightly inferior, his swordplay was agile and changeable, making it hard for Yin Zeyang to gain an advantage for a moment.

Yin Zeyang, relying on his great strength and rich combat experience, gradually gained the upper hand.

Just then, Huang Daxian's long sword suddenly traced a strange trajectory in the air, pointing straight at Yin Zeyang's vital point.

Yin Zeyang's expression changed; he hadn't expected Huang Daxian to be so cunning.

Ding ding ding...

Their sword tips collided in midair, producing a tremendous boom.

Afterward, their figures swiftly separated, each retreating to a corner of the arena.

Huang Daxian's chest rose and fell slightly, his face a bit pale, but the light in his eyes grew brighter.

Yin Zeyang's arm trembled slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes; he hadn't expected Huang Daxian to be able to match him to this extent.

"Huang Daxian, you certainly exceeded my expectations." Yin Zeyang said coldly, "But do you think this alone can let you defeat me? You're seriously underestimating me."

Huang Daxian didn't reply; he took a deep breath, adjusting his breath and internal energy.

The Moonflower Fairy watched the battle silently from afar, a hint of tension flashing in her eyes.

Rumble...

Their figures darted quickly across the arena, sword lights flashing, spells intertwining.

Yin Zeyang stood as still as a pine, slowly raising his long sword, its tip pointing to the heavens.

"Yin Toad Sword Art, Devour Life!"

As he chanted, the surrounding air rapidly cooled, a frigid force spreading outward from him.

His swordsmanship, each swing bringing a bone‑chilling cold, as if even time could freeze.

With the sword raised, cold light blazed across the nine heavens, the icy force overturning sun and moon, the whole training field seeming to be covered in a thin frost.

As Yin Zeyang's sword momentum grew, a huge phantom of a Hairy Ancient Spider Toad coalesced behind him, fierce and terrifying.

This spider‑toad phantom is the ultimate manifestation of the Yin Toad Sword Art; its presence adds a touch of lethal cold poison to his sword aura.

Facing Yin Zeyang's strength, Huang Daxian remained calm. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his mind spun, and a supreme murderous force surged from his body.

His swordsmanship appeared to be a technique of the Taiyin Shengdi lineage, but in truth each of his strokes contained netherworld power, coalescing into a ferocious Weasel Dharma Form.

The Weasel Dharma Form flickered behind Huang Daxian, its twin eyes flashing with an eerie green light, as if it could see through everything.

Huang Daxian's sword aura carried a hard‑to‑detect murderous qi; when it clashed with Yin Zeyang's lethal cold sword aura, it actually held its own.

Their sword auras collided in midair, erupting in bursts of explosions like thunderclaps.

"Your swordsmanship—did you learn it from a weasel? It reeks of petty trickery." Yin Zeyang said, swinging his sword while mocking.

The lethal cold sword aura was like a barrage of ice spears stabbing at Huang Daxian, while his murderous sword aura was like a raging storm, shattering each ice spear.

Huang Daxian paid it no heed.

"Yin Zeyang, your swordsmanship is indeed chilling, but alas, you're cold‑blooded and heartless—even your sword seems jinxed."

Hmph, what do you know?

"This is called aloofness, the type the fairies like." Yin Zeyang sneered.

"The fairies like you? Then why are you still a single dog till now?"

"What damned favor?"

"Stop dreaming—your lethal cold sword aura can't even touch the hem of a fairy's skirt."

"Damn it, dare insult me! Watch me freeze you into an ice pop!" Yin Zeyang, struck where it hurt, shouted angrily.

Huang Daxian shook his head.

"Don't rush, don't rush—I'm not afraid of your ice pop. But you, watch out not to get bitten by my weasel, or you'll be poisoned."

The Moonflower Fairy faction's disciples cheered for Huang Daxian, while the Yin Elder faction's disciples secretly hoped for Yin Zeyang's victory.

The battle between Huang Daxian and Yin Zeyang grew ever fiercer, their figures darting swiftly across the training field, sword lights flashing, cold and murderous qi intertwining, heart‑pounding.

Although Huang Daxian's swordplay lacked the flamboyance of Yin Zeyang's Yin Toad Sword Art, it was far more practical, each thrust aimed straight at a vital point.

Although Yin Zeyang's lethal cold sword aura was strong, Huang Daxian's murderous sword aura was even more uncanny, silently eroding his defenses.

Suppress

Huang Daxian seized the moment, letting out a loud shout as his murderous sword aura erupted, forming a huge Weasel Dharma Form that lunged at Yin Zeyang.

Yin Zeyang's expression changed; he hastily swung his sword to block, but Huang Daxian's sword aura had already pierced his defense, striking his chest directly.

Yin Zeyang let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward and slamming heavily to the ground, his face turning dark.

The training field fell silent; everyone was shocked by the outcome of the battle.

The disciples of the Moonflower Immortal Maiden Sect cheered and jumped for joy, while the disciples of Elder Yin's faction stared at each other in disbelief.

Yin Ze Yang slowly rose to his feet, blood staining the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing no fear but rather a near‑mad determination.

He had no retreat left; he could only fight to the death, perhaps still having a sliver of hope.

Hahaha…

Yin Ze Yang slowly crawled up from the ground, blood staining the corner of his mouth, yet his face revealed a ferocious grin.

He drew a deep breath; the cold energy within his body began to run wildly, and the surrounding air seemed to start condensing into frost.

"Huang Daxian, do you think this ends like that?" Yin Ze Yang's voice sounded as if it came from hell, icy and bone‑piercing: "Today I will let you witness the true power of my Yin Toad Sword Art!"

As his words fell, Yin Ze Yang's long sword suddenly burst forth with a blinding cold light; the chilling poison emanating from the blade began to spread outward, forming a white mist.

Within this mist, a huge phantom of a Hairy Ancient Spider Toad could be faintly seen, its eyes flashing with an eerie blue light, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Seeing this, Huang Daxian's heart also jolted—Yin Ze Yang was going all‑out.

He dared not be careless; he immediately activated the Myriad Soul Banner in his mind, and a supreme fiendish killing force surged from his body. Behind him coalesced a ferocious weasel dharma aspect, its eyes gleaming with an eerie green light, standing opposite Yin Ze Yang's Hairy Ancient Spider Toad phantom.

"Afraid you won't make it!" Huang Daxian shouted, his long sword imbued with fiendish power pointing straight at Yin Ze Yang.

Yin Ze Yang snorted coldly, swung his long sword fiercely, and a huge ice sword qi shot straight at Huang Daxian.

Wherever this sword qi passed, the air froze, leaving a deep ice scar on the ground.

Huang Daxian dared not meet it head‑on; he swiftly retreated, meanwhile waving his long sword rapidly, forming a net of fiendish sword qi to try to block Yin Ze Yang's ice sword qi.

"Boom!" The ice sword qi collided with the fiendish sword qi, unleashing a thunderous roar that shook the entire training ground.

Their sword qi canceled each other out, but the cold poison contained in Yin Ze Yang's ice sword qi seeped through the collision and assailed Huang Daxian.

Huang Daxian's face changed; he hurriedly circulated his fiendish power to form a shield, keeping the cold poison out. Yin Ze Yang's dying counterattack was far stronger than he had imagined.

Seeing his attack blocked, Yin Ze Yang's grin grew more ferocious: "Huang Daxian, your strength is indeed not bad, but today you are destined to become a dead soul beneath my sword!"

Having said that, Yin Ze Yang swung his sword again; this time his swordplay was more ruthless, each strike carrying a lethal intent.

Behind him, the phantom of the Hairy Ancient Spider Toad grew clearer, as if it might pounce out at any moment.

Huang Daxian's eyes grew resolute, and his long sword began to emanate a stronger fiendish aura.

Sword qi crisscrossed; cold poison and fiendish power intertwined, enveloping the entire training ground.

The watching cultivators all retreated; they could no longer intervene in the battle.

"Boom"

At the critical moment of their clash, in a fierce exchange, Huang Daxian seized an opening in Yin Ze Yang's defense, thrust his long sword forward, and aimed straight at Yin Ze Yang's heart.

Yin Ze Yang tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

"Pfft!"

The long sword pierced Yin Ze Yang's body; his eyes filled with disbelief, his hand slowly released the sword, and his body slowly collapsed.

Huang Daxian sheathed his sword and stood still, his face showing no joy of victory, only a faint sorrow.

"Haha, Alliance Leader Huang has won.

Alliance Leader Huang, we want to have children with you……

……"

The disciples of the Moonflower Immortal Maiden Sect cheered and jumped for joy, delighted by Huang Daxian's victory.

Huang Daxian stood in the center of the training ground, his sword already sheathed, yet his heart held little joy.

The victory was only temporary; Elder Yin's wrath would come like an impending storm, sweeping toward him, so he must be extremely careful from now on.

Huang Daxian walked up to Yue Hua Xianzi, his eyes sincere: "Immortal Maiden, today's battle was made possible thanks to your support."

From now on, I, Huang Daxian, am willing to go through fire and water for the Moon‑Protection Alliance, sparing no effort.

Yue Hua Xianzi nodded, a flicker of approval in her eyes: "Your performance today has already proven your loyalty and courage."

The Moonflower Lineage will give you its full support.

……

"Trash! Really a piece of trash!"

Elder Yin saw Yin Ze Yang being pierced through the heart by Huang Daxian's sword; his body trembled involuntarily, his eyes almost blazing with fire, and he gritted his teeth, his voice full of anger and disappointment.

Yin Ze Yang was the disciple he had painstakingly nurtured, yet now he was so easily defeated by Huang Daxian.

Elder Yin's face darkened terrifyingly; his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt nothing.

His heart was filled with killing intent, this killing intent like a volcano about to erupt, sending chills down one's spine.

"Huang Daxian, hello, you're very good!"

Elder Yin's voice was low and full of threat, each word seeming to be squeezed from between his teeth, carrying a chill that made one's blood run cold: "Today's humiliation is noted; I will repay it a hundredfold in the future!"

Several of Elder Yin's close disciples stood to the side, able to feel the strong killing intent emanating from their master; each one fell silent like a cicada in winter, daring not to make a sound.

Once Elder Yin makes up his mind, he will certainly achieve his goal by any means necessary.

"Constantly monitor his movements." Elder Yin ordered, his voice carrying an indisputable resolve.

The disciples departed with the order, unable to help breaking into a cold sweat for Huang Daxian and the Moonflower Immortal Maiden Sect.

The moonlight fell on the face of Elder Yin, standing alone on the high platform, making him look exceptionally ferocious, as if he were imagining the tragic fate of Yue Hua Xianzi and Huang Daxian.

"Yue Hua Xianzi, do you think you can forever stand at the summit of the holy land?" Elder Yin snorted coldly, his laugh tinged with mockery and contempt: "I will let you know how deep the waters of the Taiyin Holy Land are—not something a shallow person like you can easily stir up."

Elder Yin lurked like a dormant beast, silently exuding a dangerous aura.

The high platform was brightly lit; his silhouette stretched long on the wall in the flickering candlelight, looking especially gloomy.

Elder Yin gave a cold snort, took out a black jade tablet from his bosom, engraved with complex runes that emitted a faint gloomy light.

"Go, transmit my will outward." Elder Yin said softly; the runes on the jade tablet suddenly blazed brightly, then turned into a wisp of black smoke that vanished into the air.

At the same time, in various corners of the Taiyin Holy Land, some cultivators hidden in the darkness suddenly felt a mysterious summons.

A gleam of fervor appeared in their eyes, and then they silently left their dwellings, gathering toward Elder Yin's mansion.

At the headquarters of the Moon-Protecting Alliance, Moonflower Fairy knew that Elder Yin would not let this rest; the Moon-Protecting Alliance would likely have to face the impending storm.

"Elder Yin's influence is unfathomable; you cannot be careless," Moonflower Fairy said in a solemn voice, her tone containing fellow Daoist.

Huang Daxian nodded, his face also showing a hint of solemnity: "Fairy is right; we must find Elder Yin's weakness to eliminate this calamity."

The night was as dark as ink; the streets of Taiyin Shengdi were silent, most cultivators immersed in cultivation or dreams, only Elder Yin's residence remained brightly lit, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

And within Elder Yin's residence, a group of mysterious cultivators had already gathered in his study.

Their eyes all flashed with the same light—a yearning for power and loyalty to Elder Yin.

"You are all my trusted aides and the elite of Taiyin Shengdi," Elder Yin's voice echoed in the study, carrying an indisputable majesty.

"Willing to go through fire and water for Elder Yin, I will not shirk any duty!"

The cultivators nodded in unison, their voices filled with fervor.