Chapter 850: Conflict

A tyrannical aura swept across the entire scene like a storm. Watatsuki no Yorihime looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared in the field, subconsciously wanting to grip the Samurai Sword at her waist, only to discover that her body could not move at all.

"Th-this is freezing space itself!" Feeling the anomaly around her, a trace of horror appeared on Watatsuki no Yorihime's face. She felt that the current situation had completely exceeded her control and was sliding toward an unpredictable abyss.

The Moon Rabbits behind Watatsuki no Yorihime had already collapsed to the ground under the terrifying aura just now. The other Moon Envoys also turned pale under this terrifying pressure; their bodies wanted to tremble, but they were held fast by the frozen space, presenting a comical sight.

"To actually dare to try and kill my student, you really are ignorant of life and death!" Lingyun grabbed the Moon Envoy's face and slowly lifted him up.

A slight cracking sound came from under Lingyun's fingers; Watatsuki no Yorihime guessed that it was the sound of bones being crushed.

"Teacher?" Seeing the person who had suddenly appeared in the field, Fujiwara no Mokou could not help but cry out.

"Teacher?" Hearing Fujiwara no Mokou's words, Watatsuki no Yorihime's heart sank abruptly.

It is only natural for a teacher to be furious upon seeing their student nearly killed by others. What was originally a simple matter of bringing Kaguya back to the Moon Capital was now on the verge of spiraling out of control. At this moment, she could not help but feel resentful toward the Moon Envoy who had acted on his own initiative.

"Tsk tsk, the main body is really angry this time. I have a feeling that guy is going to die a miserable death!" The shadow at Fujiwara no Mokou's feet suddenly expanded, and a Lingyun clone in the Spirit Outfit Third Form state emerged halfway from it.

"Who are you?" Seeing this teacher with a slightly unfamiliar aura before her, Fujiwara no Mokou felt her brain go a bit blank.

"Me? I'm a clone!" The Lingyun clone waved at Fujiwara no Mokou, then reached out a hand, and a Flintlock appeared in his grasp.

"Don't worry, it'll be better soon!" The Lingyun clone aimed the Flintlock at Fujiwara no Mokou and fired a shot directly.

The bullet shot into Fujiwara no Mokou's body, and the time on her body instantly reversed, wiping away all her injuries.

"Time Power?"

Seeing this scene, Watatsuki no Yorihime's heart screamed that things were even worse. Being able to manipulate space and time—such a powerhouse was, by any measure, someone not to be offended. But the current situation was that they seemed to have offended him terribly!

"Have you decided how you want to die?" Lingyun looked at the struggling Moon Envoy in his hand and said coldly.

"Stop!" As soon as Watatsuki no Yorihime spoke, Lingyun's gaze swept over. Upon making contact with Lingyun's gaze, Watatsuki no Yorihime's breathing hitched; her intuition told her that if she continued speaking, she would absolutely gain no advantage.

A ball of flame emerged from Lingyun's hand, instantly swallowing the Moon Envoy. With his body burning, the Moon Envoy felt intense pain assault his entire being; he opened his mouth to wail, only to find he could not make a sound. Lingyun tossed him aside casually. He had completely imprisoned the Moon Envoy's body; there was no way he could escape the burning of the flames.

"Teacher, what kind of place is the Moon Capital? Are they people from the Moon? How come it sounds like they have a very high status?" Fujiwara no Mokou walked to Lingyun's side and asked with some confusion.

"What high status? They were originally people who lived on the surface; it was only after the Twilight of the Gods arrived that they fled to the Moon. In short, they are just a group of refugees. These refugees are perhaps sensitive about their status as refugees and want to cover up their history of fleeing, so they call themselves the noble Moon Capital. I really don't know where that sense of superiority comes from!" The Lingyun clone curled his lips in disdain and said.

"Uh..." Kaguya's mouth twitched involuntarily. Hearing Lingyun put it this way, she felt the halo of her title as Moon Princess instantly dim quite a bit.

At this moment, the Moon Envoy in the raging fire had completely turned into ash and vanished into the air. Lingyun's gaze swept toward the others present, making their hearts rise into their throats.

One must know that the strength of that Moon Envoy just now was not weak, yet in front of Lingyun, he hadn't even lasted a single move before being wiped out, not even leaving a corpse behind. If Lingyun wanted to make a move against them, they likely wouldn't be able to escape at all.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lingyun's gaze looked abruptly toward the sky. The originally gentle moonlight changed at this moment, becoming incomparably cold. Fujiwara no Mokou, standing beside Lingyun, could not help but shiver; even though she possessed the ability to control flames, she could not resist this kind of bitter cold.

"Tsukuyomi?" Lingyun reached out and grabbed at the Void, and the moonlight carrying the chill was instantly gathered into his hand. In an instant, everyone present felt the moonlight dim significantly.

However, although Lingyun wiped away the chilly moonlight, even more moonlight descended upon Watatsuki no Yorihime and the others, lifting the space imprisonment on them. Watatsuki no Yorihime and the others, freed from the imprisonment, retreated a few steps. The arrival of Tsukuyomi meant that this matter was no longer something they could intervene in.

A hazy figure appeared in the Void, and a vast Divine Might descended, covering everything and making everyone present feel a heaviness in their hearts. Lingyun stepped forward, his own aura enveloping Fujiwara no Mokou, isolating her from the suppression of the Divine Might.

"Tsukuyomi?" Seeing this figure, Lingyun let out a cold laugh.

"Human, you truly have great audacity to actually kill my envoy!" Tsukuyomi's tone was cold and detached, more like the indifference of a god toward a mortal. "Those who oppose the will of the gods shall surely suffer divine punishment!"

Hearing Tsukuyomi's words, Fujiwara no Mokou could not help but nervously tug at Lingyun's sleeve; after all, things reaching this point was still caused by her.

"Then why don't you mention that your envoy wanted the life of my student?" Lingyun said coldly.

"How can a mortal be compared to a divine envoy." Tsukuyomi's tone remained as indifferent and high-and-mighty as before.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this tone—it really is the most punchable one!" Lingyun sighed. "Those who kill others will always be killed by others; do you not understand this principle?"

"Presumptuous!" Tsukuyomi was furious, and endless moonlight transformed into sharp blades, falling toward Lingyun's direction.

"Presumptuous? You are the one being presumptuous! A fugitive who fled the surface and doesn't even dare to descend to the earth in your true form! A mere avatar, and you dare to spout such nonsense in front of me?" Lingyun's expression suddenly darkened, and he reached out his right hand to grip the Void.

The space in this patch of sky began to vibrate, and the sharp blades formed from moonlight were instantly shredded to pieces.

"Come, Tsukuyomi, as the Moon God, have you ever tasted the feeling of being hit by the Moon?" Lingyun's figure streaked into the sky, reaching the same height as Tsukuyomi's avatar.

"Ah?" Tsukuyomi paused, not understanding what Lingyun meant by this sentence.

"This move, I learned it from another Moon King; it is called, Moon Fall!" Lingyun raised his hand and said to Tsukuyomi.

Watatsuki no Yorihime, on the ground, looked at the sky and could not help but exclaim. In the sky, another moon had actually appeared, and this moon was constantly enlarging, as if it were falling down.

Tsukuyomi suddenly felt a terrifying crisis descend upon her. She looked up and saw exactly the moon falling from the sky. Tsukuyomi's pupils constricted; she had never imagined that one day she would truly be hit by the moon. She wanted to transfer to another location via moonlight, only to find that she could not move; the space around her had been completely imprisoned by Lingyun. The moon falling from the sky slammed heavily into Tsukuyomi, directly blasting her hundreds of meters away in the air.

"Crack, crack..." Fine, dense cracks appeared on the body of the blasted Tsukuyomi avatar, and finally, it disintegrated into tiny points of light and vanished into the Void.

"J-joke, you must be joking... Mother's avatar, actually..." Watatsuki no Yorihime looked at the sky, her eyes hollow.

Even though the Tsukuyomi who came here was only an avatar, it was still the avatar of a god. But now, this avatar hadn't even lasted a single move in front of a human, and the opponent had even used the exact same Moon Power as Tsukuyomi—this caused her faith to collapse completely.

"Teacher, truly so strong." Fujiwara no Mokou looked at Lingyun in the sky, a look of longing flashing in her eyes.