Chapter 120

Outside the Fire Domain, the Zi Fu Saintess walked unsteadily toward the direction of the Zi Fu Holy Land.

Unexpectedly, just as she stepped out of the range covered by the Fire Domain, she encountered an uninvited guest.

One person had disheveled hair, wore a bamboo hat and straw raincoat, carried a large black gourd on his back, and held a rotten wooden mallet.

"I never thought the lofty Zi Fu Saintess would fall to such a state; it is truly regrettable and lamentable," the bamboo-hatted person's teasing words rang out.

"Your condition is not right; it seems you have lost your cultivation level." The bamboo-hatted person Zhou Yi's aura fluctuated slightly, and the Zi Fu Saintess a hundred meters away could not withstand this fluctuation, being pushed to the ground.

Overjoyed, the bamboo-hatted person's silhouette trembled, disbelieving, and then a look of elation surged uncontrollably into his mind.

"Hahaha, heaven truly treats me well; kneel down and be my dog." His long-suppressed nature was vented, like a volcano silent for millions of years about to erupt, the bamboo-hatted person's gaze was full of aggression.

The bamboo-hatted person made a grabbing motion with a large hand, condensing a hundred-zhang hand from the void, grabbing toward the Zi Fu Saintess.

"Yongli Yongqi, once successful, one becomes arrogant!"

Suddenly, a lingering sound came from a hundred li away, followed by a thread of Xuanhuang Qi descending from above, landing on the Zi Fu Saintess, cutting off the hand grabbing toward her.

Shock and alarm appeared in the bamboo-hatted person's eyes.

He recognized who the owner of the voice was.

Jiang Xuan, who could fight Decide Daineng.

Terror.

Escape!

The bamboo-hatted person hurriedly activated the rotten wooden mallet, ninety-nine threads of chaotic light shooting toward a hundred li away, hoping to slightly block the way, then threw out the Xuan Jade Platform, preparing to cross the void.

Whoosh!

A streak of red light descended from the sky, tearing open the void, cutting through all things, unstoppable, with the momentum to annihilate everything, directly blasting away the ninety-nine threads of chaotic light, intending to pierce through the bamboo-hatted person; the overwhelming sword intent destroyed all vitality.

The bamboo-hatted person's mind and body both trembled, feeling as if his heart was about to jump into his throat; he hurriedly activated the large black gourd.

Hiss hiss hiss!

The pitch-black gourd turned its direction, spewing out torrents of black evil water that corroded heaven and earth; except for the ground where the Zi Fu Saintess stood, covered by Xuanhuang, a hundred li radius was dead silent.

This black evil water was filled with the aura of decay and death; it was simply the most vicious and filthy thing in the world; any divine weapon or magic treasure, any cultivator's divine material, once touched by the black evil water, would instantly turn into black water, body and spirit both destroyed.

Like great waves surging, the black evil water sprayed wildly, attempting to block this red sword light that annihilated everything.

The red sword light pierced through the void; the black evil water that corroded everything faced the red sword light but could not block it by a bit.

"Impossible, why is my Tianyin Absolute Water useless?" The bamboo-hatted person was shocked and alarmed, hurriedly wanting to swing the rotten wooden mallet, wanting to make a desperate fight.

"Like ants."

Jiang Xuan didn't even look; his thoughts flowed like electricity, the red sword light's momentum undiminished, killing all living things; the terrifying sword intent directly pierced through the bamboo-hatted person, his life force rapidly draining away.

In an instant, the world fell silent.

The Zi Fu Saintess walked over and lifted the bamboo hat concealing the bamboo-hatted person's face.

It was actually the Zi Fu Saint Son.

The Zi Fu Saintess's expression changed; she sighed in her heart. Although she had already prepared herself mentally, seeing that the attacker was actually her junior brother from the same sect, she still felt somewhat gloomy.

"Just because you lost a sparring match, do you bear a grudge?"

In the distance, Jiang Xuan walked slowly, Yao Xi walking beside him, looking at the Zi Fu Saintess whose expression was somewhat dim, but he paid no attention, instead putting away the divine materials left behind by the Zi Fu Saint Son, saving them for refinement.

Flowing like clouds and water, like art.

Watching his series of movements for killing and snatching treasures being extremely proficient, Yao Xi was lost in thought, as if this set of movements had penetrated deep into his bone marrow, his skill approaching the Dao.

"This black gourd is extraordinary!"

Yao Xi's beautiful eyes showed surprise; this black gourd gave her a dangerous aura, absolutely not comparable to an ordinary Great Power Weapon, perhaps surpassing her Moon Palace; it likely had a great origin.

Jiang Xuan's eyes shone with black and red light, sweeping toward the black gourd.

At the bottom of the black gourd was hidden a terrifying streak of white radiance; the radiance was only seven cun long, but in Jiang Xuan's eyes it carried a peerless terror, as if in the next second it would behead him; even with Xuanhuang protecting his body, it could not protect him.

After a long while, Jiang Xuan exhaled a long breath, his expression joyful. The Tianyin Absolute Water inside the gourd isolated the Primordial Spirit, which was why that Zi Fu Saint Son had never discovered that there was another Qian Kun inside this black gourd.

"This black gourd is truly miraculous; this might be a damaged Emperor Armament, its spirit lost, the gourd body also damaged, but it is still an unparalleled heavy treasure, not something a King Artifact can match."

Yao Xi and the Zi Fu Saintess were shaken in mind and spirit, their cherry lips slightly parted, looking at the black gourd full of surprise.

The state of this black gourd was like the previous Lihuo Divine Furnace; both had lost their spirits, but this black gourd was even more powerful than the Lihuo Divine Furnace.

That streak of radiance inside the gourd was simply refined from a universe star river, condensed from countless collapsing stars, truly called World-Destroying Light, its divine might unfathomable.

Great Powers and Kings facing the seven-cun radiance had no way to resist at all; they would be slain in an instant; if one could activate this radiance, even a Saint or Great Sage would have to offer their necks for slaughter.

However, this gourd was severely damaged; not only was the internal spirit lost, but the Emperor Pattern was also severely damaged, making it impossible to activate the white radiance.

Regarding this heavy treasure, Jiang Xuan already had a plan in mind, but everything had to wait until after he broke through his barrier; this white radiance was not something he could refine now; he had to wait until he cultivated the Dao and Principle.

"This black gourd in the hands of the Zi Fu Saint Son is truly a pearl cast in darkness; your harvest this time is truly rich." Yao Xi inexplicably felt joy in her heart.

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan secretly doubted; what had happened to this former Shaking Light Holy Maiden? Why did she seem happier than him?

Seeing his doubtful expression, Yao Xi hurriedly changed the subject, saying: "I mean the Zi Fu Saint Son is truly narrow-minded; fortunately you acted in time, otherwise the Zi Fu Saintess Junior Sister who lost her cultivation level would be in danger."

Illogical, words not matching; Jiang Xuan couldn't be bothered to care; who was he? Invincible and unrivaled; who could oppose him? How could he possibly fail?

Jiang Xuan crushed a jade pendant provided by the Zi Fu Saintess, then divine light enveloped Yao Xi as they entered the Fire Domain. A Xuan Guang Technique appeared, showing like a mirror; the Zi Fu Saintess's silhouette was reflected in the Xuan Light Mirror; this was a derived divine ability of the Yin-Yang Mirror.

After about an hour, several streaks of divine light, aided by Heavenly Momentum, crossed the void; they were all white-haired old men and old women, peerless powerhouses at the Immortal Platform level.

"Saintess?!"

"Zixia, are you unharmed?"

"Where is the thief? Who injured you?"

Several old men asked one after another with concern; seeing these elders care for her as before, a warm current rose in the Zi Fu Saintess's heart.

"What? This is the corpse of my Zi Fu Holy Land's Saint Son; who on earth is so audacious?"

"Saintess, where is your cultivation level?"

Suddenly, a sharp voice interrupted everyone's anger; an old woman's voice was sharp as she sternly asked.

The Saintess has lost her Cultivation Level; this is unimaginable, and will Affect the Holy Land's future destiny, involving the distribution of interests of countless people.

For a While, these elders' Mu Guang flickered.

"Back to the Holy Land first!"

(Chapter End)