In the end, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng had still been delayed by the suddenly thickening clouds, unable to throw off the Angel. Although they had never thought about throwing it off at the start, after seeing Madam Mu, this became their only choice.
The Angel sensed Madam Mu's presence and turned, its indifferent eyes subtly shifting.
Even it had to admit that Madam Mu was powerful.
Madam Mu slowly arched her brows at the Angel.
She could clearly sense that this Angel of the Sacred Light had grown even stronger.
Because it had descended for a longer period of time, was it gradually getting used to the laws and principles of this world?
In the next moment, she sensed a familiar scent in the divine Qi exuded by the Angel.
Only now did she understand that the Demon Lord had insisted on attending the Origin Returning Ceremony for this reason.
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Madam Mu was several dozen li away, in the west.
The Angel was several li away, in the east.
No matter how one looked at it, this situation could not be resolved.
Not even Bie Yanghong's resurrection could break it.
Wang Po and the Mount Li Sword Sect Master could not cross ten thousand li to arrive.
Not even experts of the Divine Domain could completely ignore spatial distance.
So who could resolve this problem?
Chen Changsheng said, "It seems like there really is a problem with my plan."
Xu Yourong said, "It's just a little troublesome, no problem."
Chen Changsheng said, "I'm worried that the White Emperor will not act."
Xu Yourong said, "Since he has seen all living beings, he must act."
Chen Changsheng did not understand. "In the end, they are husband and wife."
Xu Yourong said, "That's because you don't know who their original target was."
Chen Changsheng still did not understand. "Even if the White Emperor acts, it might not succeed."
Xu Yourong said, "It's still the same thing. Since he has seen all living beings, he will definitely succeed."
Chen Changsheng still did not understand, but the Angel's spear of light had already arrived.
The dazzling sunlight seemed to be swallowed up by the terrifying might of the spear.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds seemed to turn grey.
Light descended once more, bringing with it the purest and most dignified Qi from the temple sword.
Pure white wings drew out streaks of light in the sky.
Countless swords followed and protected it, like a waterfall that could freely turn and turn.
It was an abnormally magnificent and beautiful sight.
Amidst the rain of swords, a sword will suddenly rose up and entered the great light.
The light did not become brighter, but it seemed to have become a tangible existence, just like the layer of clouds from before, extremely viscous.
The Angel's body suddenly slowed. (Note)
Two sword lights.
One fell.
It had an indescribably exquisite trajectory and indescribable sword momentum.
Once again, it clashed with the light spear that carried boundless might.
The sun in the sky suddenly dimmed countless times.
Clouds rolled up by the fierce wind covered the entire area, and within a radius of more than ten miles, there were goose feather-like clouds drifting everywhere.
An invisible giant bell split open between heaven and earth, shooting out countless sound waves and air arrows.
The scattered clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sky became clear again.
The Angel remained in its original position, while Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng had retreated several li.
In the gradually calming chaotic clouds, one could see burning phoenix blood, shattered sword glows, and a broken feather that was whiter than the clouds.
Just like in the courtyard, the Angel had been injured once more, and Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng's injuries were even more severe.
The harmonious sword art born from the Halving Blade Style and the South Stream Temple sword array truly did possess a power that surpassed cultivation levels. Thus, it had been able to directly contend against Wuqiong Bi, but it was still not enough to defeat an expert of another world like the Angel.
But no one felt that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were very weak.
At their current age and cultivation level, it was already extremely difficult to imagine that they could injure an Angel.
Just like the Angel, Madam Mu also saw even more problems in these two sword glows, a hint of surprise appearing in her eyes.
The goose feather-like clouds stilled, a clear ravine appearing in the sea of clouds, an extremely small hole there.
Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng had vanished, flying down the hole into the clouds.
A line of fire appeared in the sky. The clouds were thrown into disorder as the Angel pursued.
Below the clouds were the mountains on the other side of the Red River.
Madam Mu was well aware of this.
When she thought of the world-scorching Qi in those two sword glows and the Wildfire of the Celestial Trees in the mountains, the surprise in her eyes deepened.
She thought that this was Xu Yourong's strategy and felt a faint admiration for the Saintess's calculation ability. Then, she felt a faint sense of mockery and pity.
But she was not prepared to wait for Xu Yourong to realize her mistake, because that person had already returned to White Emperor City.
Her blue palace gown drifted in the wind, her sleeves stirring up a cool breeze.
The sea of clouds fiercely leaped like cotton.
Each leap signified the compression and struggle of the clouds in a radius of several hundred zhang.
The clouds gradually parted, gathering in various places, gradually splitting into countless islands.
These islands were constantly compressing inward, an unimaginable energy filling every tiny space within.
No matter where Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were hiding in the clouds, they could no longer escape.
The clouds continued to collapse inward, all the mist particles and the gradually condensing water droplets attracting each other, creating a terrifying weight.
Even the rays of the sun seemed to slightly deform as they passed by the edges of the clouds.
If these clouds continued to collapse, both Xu Yourong's Heavenly Phoenix bloodline and Chen Changsheng's Immaculate Body would ultimately be crushed to death.
This was the rumored gathering of the most powerful techniques of the Great Western Continent's Imperial clan.
This was the divine technique of the Saint.
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Countless clouds continued to compress, their shapes still unable to settle, transforming into all sorts of shapes.
Some clouds were like the pirates of the Great Western Continent, some clouds were like Grand Scholar Tungus, some clouds … were like tigers.
The blue palace gown no longer danced.
Her sleeves gradually grew still.
Madam Mu calmly gazed at the cloud.
The cloud calmly gazed at her from the gradually dispersing sea of clouds.
It was like a tiger calmly gazing at her from the gradually flattening grassland.
The cloud was white, the grassland was also white, like it had been smeared with frost.
It was a white tiger.
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(Note: Suddenly, I had a thought and wrote this word in that sentence. Then, I was stunned to realize that this was the first time in my ten-some years of writing that I had used this word. For someone like me, who has always had a poor vocabulary, this is something to be proud of. Thus, I casually looked it up and was stunned to realize that what I had always been reading was wrong. I had always been reading suiran. Then, I thought of the past. How few there were would forever be written as how few there were, until it was painfully pointed out by a reader. I have already forgotten the name of this reader, but every time I think of it, I am filled with boundless gratitude. I have never been good in this aspect, and I am not serious, so I often make mistakes. Ten years ago, I was ridiculed many times by my superiors.
In this chapter, there are clouds that look like pirates and clouds that look like grand scholars. I basically write about them once in every book, just like the words' pretending to be lonely 'and' imitating despair '. Of course, I am not a literary youth. This is just my way of determining coordinates.
Now that I think about it, I really haven't read much after the age of twenty-six. I had originally planned to start reading 'War and Peace' in October — this was the truth — but I've been as busy as a dog this year, so I'll think about it later. But I still recommend that everyone read more, read the books that you want to read.
Finally, today's chapter has a very good title.) (To be continued.)
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