Chapter 513

Before Neuvillette could answer, Furina angrily stopped Tartaglia.

"The Narwhal is in the Primordial Sea. I haven't solved the problem of the Fontaine people's constitution yet. If a battle breaks out in the Primordial Sea, the sea level will rise and flood Fontaine."

"By then, all the citizens will be dissolved! You absolutely cannot go to deal with him now!"

Upon hearing Furina say this, Tartaglia immediately became depressed again.

"There's no need to be so worried."

Focalors smiled gently and patted Furina on the shoulder.

"With Neuvillette's and my current power, although we cannot solve the problem of the Fontaine people's constitution,"

"suppressing a section of the Primordial Sea is easy for us."

"Even if it turns upside down inside, nothing will happen outside."

Furina frowned slightly and hesitated:

"But that's too much trouble, isn't it? It requires both of you to go? Isn't your most important task right now cultivation?"

"And the Nine Nether Secret Realm exploration is about to begin. Running around everywhere is a waste of time."

Hearing this, Tartaglia nodded in understanding.

"Although I really want to fight, Elder Neuvillette and Elder Focalors have just joined the Shushan Sect."

"It is precisely the time to consolidate their cultivation. With the Nine Nether Secret Realm exploration imminent, it is indeed not suitable to run around everywhere."

"We cannot be in a rush for a moment."

Hearing him say this, the two nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Forget it."

Tartaglia rested his chin on his hand and said nonchalantly:

"Let's just wait until we go to the Nine Nether Secret Realm to hone our combat experience."

"If you really want to fight, you can go to Tianqiu Valley. Sect Leader Zhongli is planning to wake up Azhdaha, and presumably, there will be a need for combat there too."

The Cryo Archon sipped her tea and reminded them softly.

Suddenly, Tartaglia's spirits lifted, and even Diluc and the others felt tempted.

After exchanging glances, Tartaglia hesitated again:

"But... that is Sect Leader Zhongli's friend. How can we really use lethal moves?"

"With Sect Leader Zhongli watching, your lethal moves will be useless anyway."

The Cryo Archon shook her head and said no more. She had already reminded them; whether they went or not was Tartaglia and the others' business.

Zhongli presumably wouldn't refuse either. After all, with the Nine Nether exploration coming up, gaining more combat experience in advance would help them save their lives later.

With him watching, Tartaglia and the others wouldn't be able to harm Azhdaha's foundation.

After a moment of silence, Tartaglia and Diluc exchanged glances. The two rose tacitly and, after bidding farewell to Jiang Yan,

rode their flying swords toward Tianqiu Valley.

Before long, Tighnari and the others also set off.

The Nine Nether exploration was a major event; they had to be fully prepared.

A single moment of carelessness could lead to death. The cultivation world was not as safe as Teyvat.

……

The battlefield on Osial's side was basically a hundred flowers blooming.

Ningguang and the others could all execute exquisite maneuvers.

Looking at Beisht's side, it was basically Beidou dominating alone.

Xingqiu, Chongyun, and the other Liyue Qixing, including Ningguang's three secretaries,

were ultimately not very familiar with cultivation techniques, and their usage was stuttering.

However, this was understandable, as they had been cultivating for less than half a month.

But Beidou and Yelan were truly gifted.

Yelan's moves were all hidden lethal strikes—hitting the target in one blow and then retreating a thousand miles.

The visual appeal was naturally not as brutal as Beidou's straightforward style.

But the lethality was much fiercer than Beidou's.

Beisht's tail was about to be severed at the root by Yelan.

As for Beidou, she just laughed heartily, violently striking Beisht with every punch and kick.

The phantom of the Divine Elephant moved with her, looking like a primeval divine elephant teasing a small snake.

From time to time, she would lift Beisht up as if pulling a mountain and smash it down fiercely.

These scenes made countless people in Liyue Harbor boil with excitement.

It had to be said that the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Art was indeed too suitable for Beidou.

She herself loved and excelled in this kind of grand, open-and-close fighting style.

Her heroic aura made many Liyue people shout her name.

Her prestige was about to catch up to Keqing, who was driving ten thousand swords.

And Osial and Beisht, at this moment, had absolutely no desire to attack Liyue anymore.

They hadn't been back for a while, and heaven knows where Liyue got so many filthy things.

Some could drive ten thousand swords, some could refine the world with a pill furnace, and some could easily summon and control thunder.

These were already torturous enough, and there was another one standing there who had plucked someone's head off the moment they entered the field.

What was the point of fighting?

Even though Osial's mind was clouded by erosion, he knew that the current Liyue was not something he could take revenge on.

If he didn't retreat quickly now to plan for the long term, he feared he would be left here.

But just like their difficult performance fighting Ningguang and the others, they couldn't move at all if they wanted to escape.

Osial had a realization: that seal wasn't protecting Liyue at all; it was protecting him.

But even if he realized it, it was too late now.

Bai Zhu's golden binding belt had completely tied him to the sea, just missing a bow tie.

Hu Tao was driving ten thousand ghosts to possess the depths of his soul, trying hard to strip away his soul.

Every moment was excruciatingly painful for Osial.

The thunder in the sky combined with Keqing's ten thousand swords was like meticulously carving a piece of roast meat.

This wasn't a battle; it was clearly torture.

They weren't willing to give the demon god a shred of dignity.

Beisht on the other side was slightly better off.

At most, Yelan was draining its blood, and Beidou was whipping it repeatedly.

But at least it was much better than Osial.

There wasn't a single piece of good flesh left on Osial.

Everyone had a tacit understanding; after experimenting with their own techniques, they stepped aside to let others try.

These two unlucky fellows, Osial and Beisht, not only failed to cause any damage to Liyue during this attack,

but instead sacrificed themselves to help Ningguang and the others quickly hone their own techniques.

Come to think of it, Ningguang and the others might even have to thank Osial and the others.

To travel thousands of miles to deliver an assist twenty days before the Nine Nether Secret Realm exploration was enough to show how deeply Osial and the others loved Liyue.

Therefore, after everyone had become somewhat familiar with their techniques, Ningguang decided not to continue bullying Osial.

Looking at Osial, who was suppressed by the golden light binding belt and Hu Tao's ghost energy, Ningguang slowly stopped her hand. After pondering for a moment, she said softly:

"Are you all done playing?"

Keqing flew to Ningguang's side and said softly:

"Not bad. This guy is indeed tough, but if we really want to kill him, we either have to wait for Hu Tao to split his soul or ask Shenhe to take action."

"Splitting the soul is too slow. He is, after all, a demon god."

Hu Tao looked at Osial, who was still struggling in front of her, with some depression and muttered:

"If we could destroy his physical body, that would be much easier to talk about."

"Physical body?"

Ningguang was stunned for a moment, then revealed a mysterious smile.

"I have an idea." ===== CHAPTER 514 =====