The two white dragons turned into powder, and the Door of Profundity also shattered into nothingness with a bang.
Yang Youyun's expression changed, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His figure swayed in the air, and he almost fell down.
"Heh heh …"
Yan Li's feet stepped on the void, and with a burst of air, his entire body turned into a stream of light and pounced towards Yang Youyun.
"Hmph!" Yang Youyun forcefully circulated his true energy and formed a seal. A ray of light immediately shot out from his forehead, and formed a bronze mirror the size of a human face in front of him. Looking at its appearance, it was clearly the treasure mirror that Yu Youwei had used to gather resentful spirits outside the White Sun Palace.
This mirror was called "Serene Light", and it was Yang Youyun's treasure.
Yan Li fiercely stretched out his hand to grab Yang Youyun, and coincidentally, the Serene Light appeared, shooting out a ray of white light. It turned out to be the Mysterious Star Sword. Not only could the Serene Light forcefully gather resentful spirits, but it could also store techniques. The Mysterious Star Sword inside should have been left inside.
Facing the Mysterious Star Sword head-on, even with the protection of the Death Grudge, Yan Li still cried out in pain, and shot back to the ground like a meteor, smashing a deep pit.
Originally, the strength of the two was not equal, but Yan Li used the curse, which was equivalent to obtaining a huge amount of vitality out of thin air, and forcefully pulled his strength to a more or less equal situation.
The reason why it was said to be more or less equal was because Yan Li was only relying on brute force to mess around. If this battle paid attention to a bit of skill, Yang Youyun would not be able to resist the Death Grudge.
Ironically, Yan Li's usual opponents were almost several times stronger than him, so he had to carefully plan every confrontation and strive to use every trace of vitality in the right place.
Now, he did not pay attention to skill, and only relied on brute force. Of course, it was not "the generosity of a nouveau riche", but he could not control it. With his current Spiritual God Realm, it was simply impossible to completely control such a huge amount of power. After all, the curse had already awakened, and he was no longer in a state of being suppressed by Yu Linglin.
That was why the battle between the two sides was so lively and colorful. However, Yang Youyun was known as the Ghost Sage, a man who stood at the top of the cultivation world. Even if his strength was not as good as Yan Li's, his wisdom in fighting was not inferior.
As soon as the Dim Illumination appeared, he immediately entered a profound state. This state would only appear in a life and death battle, and its use was to concentrate. With a strong concentration, he immediately noticed Yan Li's flaws. He made a prompt decision and controlled the Mysterious Star Sword to transform into a white dragon to kill him.
In the deep pit, Yan Li's condition could not be said to be good. After exchanging a few blows with Yang Youyun, not much time had passed, but the curse had already penetrated deep into his soul. The seventh curse mark was already full and was condensing into the eighth.
On his glabella, the divine dragon swallowed the sword curse, and the eighth curse was the sword, which was his true name. Once the sword was completely covered by the curse, it would mean that his soul and true name would be occupied by the curse. What would happen then was self-evident.
While he was still suffering from the curse, the white dragon above his head fell proudly. This blow was very correct to beat a drowning dog, but it was precisely this blow that gave Yan Li the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
Yang Youyun did not understand the curse, nor did he know Yan Li's current state. He chased after Yan Li only to complete the killing. He had not received systematic cultivation guidance, and he did not know much about his own cultivation technique. Therefore, he did not know that the Mysterious Star Sword was the power of the Star Source, which had a strong restraint on the power of death hatred.
This blow failed to kill Yan Li. Instead, it caused the power of death hatred to be greatly consumed by the Mysterious Star Sword, causing Yan Li to wake up from his violent and ignorant state. He did not look like a person who had just regained consciousness. Without thinking, he used the second style of Green Lotus, which was enhanced by the power of death hatred. With just a tremble of the sword, he got rid of the Mysterious Star Sword and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he flew to a higher position than Yang Youyun.
Yang Youyun was shocked. He did not expect Yan Li to be able to break free. He was preparing for the next blow, but he immediately stopped and pulled away from him.
"Spring is released from the empty pool, the ancient mirror shines on the god. The body is pure and clean, riding the moon to return to the truth."
His expression was cold and solemn. He formed the Earth-Binding Seal with one hand and the Three God Seal with the other. The Dim Illumination overflowed with a cold moonlight and slowly rose to the top of his head. The moonlight shone brightly, forming a light gate. It was the Gate of Profundity.
That was not all. Just below the light gate formed by the Dim Illumination, two more light gates appeared. The three light gates were arranged in a triangle, exuding a deep and mysterious aura.
This was obviously a huge burden on Yang Youyun, and his breathing became a little hurried. He used his full strength. How terrifying his full strength was could be seen from the performance of the officials below.
The little bit of mysterious aura that leaked out was like the end of the world. Finally, an official could not bear it and rushed out of the hall to escape.
With the first one, there was a second and a third. It was not that there were no loyal officials, but they could not bear it and fainted.
Before long, only Ji Zhiyuan was left standing in the entire hall. She had truly become a loner.
Facing the three Gates of Profundity, Yan Li encountered unprecedented pressure. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he leaned over and rushed down.
"You're courting death!" Yang Youyun combined the two seals, and the three Mysterious Celestial Swords turned into a white dragon god. They occupied all the visible space and rushed towards Yan Li.
At this time, the eighth seal on Yan Li's glabella was close to completion.
He spat out a mouthful of turbid air and held the Separation Cliff tightly. "Formless …"
The dark black resentment power was injected into the Separation Cliff, and the silver-white sword was immediately dyed with the color of the abyss. The sword trembled slightly, as if it was resisting.
"One sword can obtain the power of the world …"
As he swooped down, the resentment power burned, causing Yan Li's body to seem to be burning with black flames. The next moment, it collided with the Mysterious Celestial Sword, bursting out with an indescribable twisting sound.
However, the twisting sound was extremely short, and the naked eye could hardly see it clearly. In the blink of an eye, a sword light penetrated everything. The Mysterious Celestial Sword suddenly solidified, and then collapsed inch by inch. Following that, the three light gates, as well as the Nether Illumination that formed the light gates, turned into ashes inch by inch.
Yang Youyun's hand seal loosened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The sword light penetrated through his back, and the remaining momentum did not stop. It swept past the cheek of Ji Zhiyuan, who was standing on the ground, and with a "puff" sound, it sank into the dragon throne.
Yang Youyun fell free from the air and fell to the ground. The smoke and dust that was stirred up spread over the dragon throne, and the dragon throne also shattered into a pile of powder, as if foreshadowing the fall of a dynasty.
One sword could topple a city, and it could topple a country.
Yan Li slowly landed with his back facing Ji Zhiyuan. He bent down with difficulty and grabbed Yang Youyun's collar. "Tell me, why did you destroy my Bai family!"
Ji Zhiyuan's whole body trembled. She had sorted out the cause and effect of the whole thing.
"Do you think … I will tell … you?" Yang Youyun vomited blood, but with a grim smile. "Take … your … Dragon God Ring … and go to hell …" After saying that, his body went limp, and he died.
The great hatred had been avenged, and Yan Li did not care anymore.
He stood up again with his sword, and his back faced Ji Zhiyuan. "The Xiliang Iron Cavalry is on the way."
"How do you know?" Ji Zhiyuan asked.
Yan Li said, "I gave them the secret dao map."
Ji Zhiyuan did not speak.
Yan Li paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "The Xia Dynasty is gone."
"For revenge?" Ji Zhiyuan said.
"Yes." Yan Li said.
"Hehe …" Ji Zhiyuan laughed. As she laughed, tears fell from her beautiful eyes that could break one's heart. "Revenge, hehehe … revenge …"
Crystal clear tears fell from her flawless face, and they fell faster and faster. Drop by drop, they formed beads, but she was still laughing.
"I believe in you, more than I believe in myself … hehe … but you want revenge …"
"Everyone advised me, but I didn't listen … hehehe … but you want revenge …"
Yan Li's hands were trembling. "I can forgive everyone, but you can't … Every time you treat me well, I will treat it as charity …" With every word he said, he felt as if a piece of flesh was being dug out of his heart. When he was done, his heart felt empty.
"Do you dare to look at me?" Ji Zhiyuan turned around.
Yan Li turned around shakily, and faced the tear-streaked Ji Zhiyuan. His chest was extremely stuffy, and he could not breathe.
The eighth hex seal was formed.
A purple sword shadow flashed in the depths of his soul, and appeared between his eyebrows, fiercely resisting the curse.
"Revenge is not complete yet, right?" Ji Zhiyuan grabbed the Leaving Cliff too tightly, and blood seeped out. Then he pressed it against his throat. The sword was too sharp, and a light touch would cause blood to flow. "Come, I am the daughter of your enemy. Kill me, and I will fulfill your wish …"
"Don't do this …" Yan Li said with a trembling voice. A great tide of emotions rose in his heart, and the more it was like this, the stronger the curse became. The purple sword shadow desperately resisted, and all the swords within range of the Taiji Palace of Numinous Sky Hall, the Imperial City of Yong Ling trembled.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Ji Zhiyuan had a mental breakdown, and he burst into tears. "Tell me, what do you want me to do … what do you want me to do …"
Yan Li looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes lightly stuck to him.
The sound of the sword was boundless.
Peach blossoms fluttered.
The sword danced with the peach blossoms.
But the sword was dead, and the peach blossoms were cold.
The peach blossoms suddenly disappeared, and Ji Zhiyuan murmured, "I will never forgive you …"
She let go of the Leaving Cliff, turned around, and walked two steps to the dragon chair that had already been smashed into powder, and stepped on a certain mechanism.
The earth suddenly shook violently, and for a moment, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.
Yan Li didn't feel anything, and only stared at Ji Zhiyuan in a daze.
Ji Zhiyuan turned around, and with deep-rooted resentment, he swore a sacred oath, "I will let you suffer the same pain as I did …"
Boom!
A loud sound suddenly burst out from the depths of the earth, and the rumbling sound echoed in the main hall.
The sound gradually faded, and it fell into a deathly silence.
After the silence, something seemed to wake up, and it was closely followed by an impassioned dragon roar that spread throughout the entire Yong Ling.
Then, a transparent light pillar shot up from under Ji Zhiyuan's feet.
The light pillar pierced through the clouds, and a hole was directly pierced in the snowy sky, revealing the brilliant starry sky behind.
Ji Zhiyuan slowly rose along the light pillar.
"Master!" At this time, Yue-er rushed out from some corner and threw herself into Ji Zhiyuan's arms, tightly hugging her, and choking with sobs, she said, "Master, even if everyone in the world abandons you, Yue-er will not abandon you …"
She turned her head, and her beautiful eyes, which should have been innocent and innocent, were filled with a deep resentment that shouldn't be present at her age. "Yan Li, Yue-er swears that the harm you caused Master to suffer will be paid back double!"
At the same time, an identical pillar of light rose up from under Yan Li's feet.
Not only Yan Li, but also Li Xiangjun who was far away in the Yan Manor, Yan Zhaoyang and Li Yong who were fighting fiercely behind the Lingxiao Hall, Yan Shiyi and Shen Liuyun who were also fighting fiercely outside the gate of the Lingxiao Hall, Li Kuofu and Prajna Buddha Diagram who were under the Spring Pool, Ma Guanshan and Lianhai Changjin who were healing, and all the living cultivators in Yongling all had the same transparent light pillar appear under their feet.
The pillar of light broke through the snowy clouds, and they saw the vast and boundless starry sky behind the snowy clouds. Unbeknownst to them, in the eyes of the starry sky, they were like a rain of stars, sprinkling down on the earth in all directions.
But the starlight was still there, and the flourishing fireworks had already withered.
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