Chapter 285

The dim underground world.

On the Nether Spirit Plain, dozens of miles wide, wisps of breeze were born out of thin air, blowing up Tang Wanzhou's profound black clothes and long hair.

She held her sword, staring at the woman in white walking slowly from the plain: "Before the Qianlong Lantern Festival, Lingxiao had not seen a Longevity Pill for sixty years. In today's world, under the age of sixty, in the past sixty years, only Brother Zuoqiu Ling, who has broken through to Longevity, can make this monarch look at him highly. Did I meet another one today?"

A cloud bridge appeared under the woman in white's feet, stepping on dharma Qi ripples, walking above the thorns, hovering in the air, only a few miles away from Tang Wanzhou: "At the same realm, Brother Zuoqiu Ling once lost to me."

Only those who understand Brother Zuoqiu Ling's strength understand the weight of this sentence.

Coincidentally, both Tang Wanzhou and Li Youyi had fought with Brother Zuoqiu Ling and knew deeply how terrifying the combat power of that Lingxiao First Head was.

In the mental power stone wall battle of the Jiu Li Hidden Sect, when Li Youyi was at the eighth spring, he could not do anything to Brother Zuoqiu Ling at the nine-spring realm. He had to be at the same realm to be sure of defeating him.

Tang Wanzhou felt the aura of a Longevity practitioner on the woman in white.

At the top of the Star Fire Altar behind her, the mysterious Saint Spirit Reader old man appeared. The old man stood in the darkness, swallowing all the light to cover his figure and face, and only a shadow could be seen.

If it were any other Dao Seed Realm Wu Xiu, facing the pressure of a Longevity Realm Wu Xiu and a Saint Spirit Reader at the same time, their will would have collapsed and they would have knelt on the ground.

Tang Wanzhou's eyes were fearless, but rather full of fighting spirit: "Within sixty years, why have I never seen a person who can defeat Brother Zuoqiu Ling at the same realm? I haven't even heard of you? The Sheng family ancestor standing at the top of the altar, I have at least heard his name and can judge his identity. Who exactly are you?"

At the top of the altar, the Saint Spirit Reader old man sighed: "Young people today are truly daunting; just a brief confrontation, and you judged the old man's identity. This cultivation, this mentality, where can those so-called young emperors compare?"

The woman in white said: "You are too young and have been in the north for a long time, so it is normal that you don't know me."

Tang Wanzhou sensed that the Saint Spirit Reader was setting up a formation, so she rolled Da Feng into her sleeve, used her movement technique, disappeared from the cliff edge, and went straight toward Li Youyi and Brother Tuoba Butuo who were frozen on the Nether Spirit Plain.

The woman in white had no expression on her face, and her right finger lifted gently.

"Hiss hiss!"

On the Nether Spirit Plain, those glowing thorns, stimulated by a strange power, grew wildly, turning into vines covered with sharp thorns.

These vines were wrapped in Longevity dharma Qi, sharp as metal.

Tang Wanzhou slashed horizontally with her sword.

"Swish!"

The thorn vines rushing toward her were all turned into powder, clearing a path one mile wide with one sword.

"Young Monarch, don't go; most of the companions you brought are still in the altar. How can you bear to leave them behind?"

At the top of the Star Fire Altar, countless spiritual light chains flew out from the center of the Saint Spirit Reader old man's eyebrows. These spiritual light chains turned into light whips dozens of miles long, bright and hot, winding and whipping rapidly, causing the air to explode and the earth to sink.

Tang Wanzhou used her movement technique, her body like a phantom, and after dodging seven or eight times, she stopped abruptly.

Turning around and standing still, her sword intention instantly rushed out for dozens of miles.

The next moment.

Influenced by her dharma Qi, snowflakes drifted across the entire Nether Spirit Plain, and countless sword Qi flew and shuttled in the heavy snow.

She raised her sword with both hands, domineeringly crossed several miles of land, and slashed toward the Star Fire Altar.

"Clatter!"

Thousands of sword Qi in the snow accompanied this slash, turning into a monstrous tide of sword Qi, rushing toward the Saint Spirit Reader old man.

Under Tang Wanzhou's feet, the earth tore apart, and a long gully appeared.

All the spiritual light chain whips were shattered by one sword, exploding in mid-air, turning into grains of light rain. It forced the Saint Spirit Reader old man to use the formation to protect his body before he could block the sword Qi.

Tang Wanzhou had just turned around and hadn't taken a step yet.

A cold hurricane came toward her, and snowflakes like ice knives hit her fair face.

In Tang Wanzhou's field of vision, countless thick tornadoes appeared on the Nether Spirit Plain, connecting the ground and the endless darkness above. The wind was strong, tearing her Dao heart image to pieces.

"Swish!"

Like a phantom, the graceful and slender figure of the woman in white appeared before her out of thin air.

The speed was so fast that even with Tang Wanzhou's eyesight, she felt the other party's figure was blurred, and the moves in her hands were ever-changing.

A palm print attacked!

All the wind force and tornadoes were compressed into a limited space, wrapping around the woman in white's arm.

This palm, the closer it got to Tang Wanzhou, the slower it became, and the clearer it could be seen, as if it were pressed out lightly.

Tang Wanzhou retreated rapidly, knowing very well that it was not the other party who was slowing down, but an illusion produced after she was locked by the other party's intention. If she didn't break the intention restraint, she could only be beaten passively.

"Boom!"

Tang Wanzhou's lower abdomen ancestral field erupted with brilliant sword Qi beams.

In the sword Qi, accompanied by bone-chilling cold, the Nether Spirit Plain was frozen inch by inch.

Breaking free from the woman in white's intention suppression, Tang Wanzhou's eyes were sharp, she took a step forward, and raised her sword to split mountains and open peaks.

"Bang!"

The woman in white's palm print collided with the Divine Snow Sword.

Strong energy ripples exploded, shaking Li Youyi and Brother Tuoba Butuo ten miles away to the ground.

Tang Wanzhou retreated two miles away, knelt on one knee, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and her ten fingers were bloody, with all finger bones broken.

The Divine Snow Sword flew away diagonally and fell a hundred zhang away.

"One of the nine fundamental martial arts of the Jiu Li clan, the Heavenly Wind Palm Technique!" Tang Wanzhou raised her head and stared at the woman in white.

"With Dao Seed Realm cultivation, being able to break free from my intention suppression and still take my palm without falling, you are truly strong."

The woman in white's tone was emotionless, cold and arrogant.

Tang Wanzhou sensed a suffocating power fluctuation and looked at the top of her head. She saw a large formation condensing, with dense mysterious texts in the formation disk, radiating golden light, suppressing downward.

The entire atmosphere was sinking downward.

"Want to suppress this monarch? Just by you, it's not enough."

"Swish!"

Tang Wanzhou pressed a palm toward her lower abdomen ancestral field, spatial energy erupted, her figure disappeared, and she fled without a trace.

"Bad, it's spatial escape technique. She is only in the Dao Seed Realm, how can she cultivate spatial escape technique?"

The old man Shan Ze rushed out of the altar, flashed to the position where Tang Wanzhou was just now, released his mental power, searched everywhere, extremely nervous.

If Tang Wanzhou was allowed to escape, many secrets of the God Sect would be exposed.

That Saint Spirit Reader old man sensed spatial fluctuations in a certain direction and immediately used light escape mental technique to pursue.

A moment later.

The Saint Spirit Reader old man returned, standing in his own dark and lightless area, his voice low: "Exalted One, her attainment in the way of space is extremely high, she can use escape techniques continuously, she escaped!"

The woman in white grabbed the Divine Snow Sword from the air, played with it in her hand, and said lightly: "The first-class talent born in Lingxiao for a thousand years, how could it be so easy to deal with? She can't escape; Hall Master An will wait for her on the way back to the entrance main hall."

Shan Ze breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "With the Hall Master taking action personally, even if Tang Wanzhou breaks through to Longevity, she can only be captured."

The woman in white looked at Shan Ze: "Elder Li, this operation, although Tang Wanzhou escaped, it is not perfect, but it all depends on the accurate information you provided, so we could react quickly, wait for work at ease, firmly grasp the initiative, and deal with all these intruders. For this credit, go to the Ku Rong Hall yourself to exchange for resources for Spirit Reader cultivation!"

"It is all the Exalted One's strategic planning." Shan Ze showed joy and hurriedly bowed.

The woman in white looked at the twenty surviving Wu Xiu suppressed by the Saint Spirit Reader old man with runes on the altar: "Take them all back to the main altar and lock them in the God Prison. For those who died, transport the corpses to Ren Tian to be used as rice fertilizer."

"Chi Zhen, Chi Ming, you two are responsible for cleaning the battlefield, don't let anyone see the traces of the Longevity practitioner and the Saint Spirit Reader taking action."

Finally.

The woman in white's gaze fell on Li Youyi in the distance: "He is for me to deal with!"

Li Youyi lay on the ground, unable to move, saw a beautiful figure in white walking over, then was hit by an unknown force, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

There was no way to resist, and his protective wife did not appear.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been.

His head ached unbearably, and his eyelids were heavy.

He tried hard to open a slit.

Li Youyi found himself lying on a wooden floor, and in his ears was the increasingly clear sound of gurgling water, and he could smell a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose.

His five senses returned.

He immediately mobilized dharma Qi, operated it in his body's trace veins, and gradually, the pain in his head eased.

"The dharma Qi restraint on my body has disappeared!"

Supporting the ground with both hands, Li Youyi stood up.

Before him was an antique hall with three calligraphy and painting scrolls hanging on the wall. In the bronze tripod in the corner, smoke curled, and fragrance overflowed.

The Huang Long Sword and Tang Wanzhou's Divine Snow Sword were placed flat on the table.

"That is..."

The lamps and candles in the room were made from the flesh and blood of exotic beasts and would not go out even if they burned for half a month.

And under the calligraphy and painting, inside the most beautiful lampshade, was actually a Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone fragment.

Li Youyi leaned over, observed carefully through the lampshade, and after confirming that it was really a Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone fragment, he clicked his tongue secretly; the owner of this place was too extravagant, actually using such a treasure for lighting.

After his mental state was completely restored, he immediately pressed his chest, took out the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as it was not lost.

All his belongings were placed in the Blood Mud Realm.

"Bad... where is the insect bag?"

Li Youyi felt all over his body and did not find the insect bag containing the Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors. Except for Da Feng, the six little ones were all in the bag.

Quickly calming down, he tried hard to recall and think.

"The spring eye and Qi sea were not sealed, nor was I locked in the so-called God Prison, which means I am currently safe."

"The woman in white used the Heavenly Wind Palm Technique of the Yao Li tribe to deal with Tang Wanzhou; could it really be Yao Yin's mother, Yao Qingxuan?"

"Shan Ze seems to be one of their people."

In Li Youyi's mind, the tragic scene of Tang Hu and more than a dozen Dao Seed Realm experts being killed appeared, and he dared not hold any fluke mentality, picking up the Huang Long Sword and Divine Snow Sword on the table. After thinking about it, he also took away the Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone fragment in the lampshade.

The door of the hall was open.

"Swish!"

After Li Youyi went out, he walked quickly down the stone steps, and only after rushing out three zhang, a layer of formation light gauze appeared out of thin air, shaking him back, and he almost couldn't stand steady.

"No wonder there was no one guarding, and I was thrown directly to the ground; it turns out there is a formation covering this place."

"Swish!"

He raised the Huang Long Sword, mobilized dharma Qi, and slashed horizontally with all his strength.

On the light gauze, dense formation patterns appeared, shaking him back again.

The five fingers holding the sword were painful and numb.

"Not simple, a mansion actually has such a powerful formation."

Li Youyi did not fight hard, his figure flashed out, looking for another way out.

This complex of buildings occupied a fairly wide area, with pavilions and towers everywhere, streams, lakes, and a large number of glowing exotic flowers and plants planted by the lake. However, except for the building where the hall was located, the rest of the place was very desolate, with fallen leaves everywhere, and no one to clean and take care of it.

Li Youyi stopped by the lake and looked toward the opposite bank.

Hundreds of meters away, a green-tiled palace with a hip-and-gable roof was located there, the tiles shining, the walls looking like they were cast from immortal jade, and the top was full of exotic beast light shadows, very miraculous, not built from mortal materials.

In the blood-red lake, a type of exotic flower similar to a lotus was in full bloom, the petals were gorgeous, crystal clear, and red flames burned on them, making the lake water steam and blood mist permeate.

Strangely.

The aura of heaven and earth here was very similar to the underground immortal mansion.

Above his head, there was no sky, only endless pitch black.

If he was still in the underground immortal mansion now, many things would be hard to explain.

The entrance to the underground immortal mansion was discovered about ten months ago.

And the environment and layout here could not have been built within a year; it seemed to have existed for a long time, more like the prosperous scene of the Pogaluo Sect tens of thousands of years ago.

Li Youyi narrowed his eyes and saw six familiar light clusters flying from the lake.

(End of chapter)