The white-clothed woman's smile was very faint, like the clouds, very clear, like water.
But there were ten thousand emotions.
There was reminiscence, there was teasing, and there was a sense of disappointment and frustration that was hidden the deepest, but could never be hidden.
To have a friend come from afar, it should have been a joyous occasion, much less to say that at the most dangerous moment, she was helping him take care of his most dangerous enemy. However, Su Li's expression was rather distressed.
Perhaps it was because the white-clothed woman had softly asked this question with a smile.
The clouds once more obscured the moonlight and starlight in the sky. The streets once more dimmed, and more drops of rain began to fall.
In the drizzle, he and the white-clothed woman faced each other in silence.
But at this moment, the battle was actually still continuing.
The clouds incessantly twisted and roiled, as if there were countless bolts of lightning within. That divine and dignified Qi was like a rosy cloud chasing the moon, enveloping the moonlight. It incessantly pressed down, pursued, and at the same time pressed down on that distant star in the sky.
The invisible lightning finally broke through the clouds, sending down countless bright bolts of lightning. Rumble! Thunder incessantly exploded over Xunyang City, shaking the heavens and the earth. Who knew how many ordinary people hiding under their beds were shaken to the core, and who knew how many ignorant children began to loudly weep in fear.
The clouds tore even more fiercely, as if the sky itself was about to split apart. The cultivators on the distant streets, as long as they had a slightly weaker cultivation, were immediately knocked unconscious by these thunderous booms.
This was a battle between experts of the Divine Domain.
This was a clash of strength at the highest level of the world.
The white-clothed woman had her back to the sky. She paid no attention to that battle behind the clouds that had already surpassed the limits of the imagination of ordinary people. She only calmly gazed at Su Li in front of her.
The world was filled with thunder and lightning, and the rumbling never ceased.
The two still faced each other in silence.
After some time, the thunder and lightning finally stopped and Xunyang City returned to true peace. The clouds gradually grew still, leaving behind only countless fine lines that looked like fish scales. These were the remnants of a clash of strength. Countless cracks appeared on the street behind the white-clothed woman, as if it was a field that had been plowed countless times. Countless strands of steam rose from those cracks.
Just how deep were those cracks? Could it be that they had already reached the underground magma?
Victory and defeat had been decided.
In reality, the moment the white-clothed woman arrived in Xunyang City, the outcome of this battle had already been decided.
Everyone looked at the white-robed woman with extreme shock. In Chen Chang Sheng's heart, besides shock, he was even more perplexed. For some reason, he felt that the white robe she was wearing was somewhat familiar. Even her aura was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before. Who was this woman in white? To be able to defeat the combined forces of Zhu Luo and Guan Xingke, two Storms of the Eight Directions, even if Zhu Luo had been heavily injured, the cultivation level displayed by the white-clothed woman was far too terrifying.
A man wearing a bamboo hat appeared at the gate of Xunyang City and helped Zhu Luo up from the ruins. The man's body was bleeding, and there seemed to be countless fragments of starlight in his blood. The blood and starlight gave off a terrifying feeling, as if a single drop could destroy an entire city.
However, there were three large cracks on his bamboo hat, making it look like a fan that had been used for seventy years and had been torn apart by a servant girl in a fit of rage. It was an extremely sorry sight.
This powerful man was naturally Guan Xingke. To be able to beat him into such a sorry state, who could it be? He gazed at the street ten-some li away, his face pale, shocked and furious.
Su Li gazed at the city gate through the drizzle and smiled. "I said before, I have a friend, but she's rather busy and lives rather far away, so she needs some time to get here."
Hearing these words, both the city gate and the street were abnormally quiet. Everyone was very quiet.
At this moment, Hua Jiefu was kneeling in the rain with all the priests of Xunyang City. Other than Chen Chang Sheng, who did not have much understanding of the cultivation world, everyone had already guessed at the identity of the white-clothed woman.
Hearing Su Li's words, how could they not be silent, even silently cursing.
Holy Maiden Peak was far away in the south, so it was naturally very far from Tianliang County in the north.
A powerful figure like the white-clothed woman naturally had countless matters that needed to be handled.
In the ruins of the city gate, Zhu Luo found it hard to restrain his shock and anger. Wiping away the blood at the corner of his lips, he asked, "Just what is going on here?"
Su Li proudly replied, "I've also lived for several hundred years. An outstanding person like me will always get to know one or two outstanding friends. Do you think I'm Tianhai? That I enjoy being a loner? "
Such a proud appearance was rather repulsive in the eyes of many people. But he was Su Li, so those people could only endure. But Chen Chang Sheng still felt that there was something wrong with Su Li's current mood.
Just at this moment, the white-clothed woman looked at Su Li and sighed. "So, it really is just a friend."
Su Li's smile gradually faded, and he seemed rather embarrassed. This was the first time Chen Chang Sheng had seen embarrassment on his face. Su Li was the most extreme person in the world, and he was also cold-blooded and emotionless, proud and unyielding. He almost looked down on everyone in the world, so how could he be embarrassed? Previously, he had not answered the white-clothed woman's question, but had instead spoken to Zhu Luo and Guan Xingke. This was already embarrassing, showing weakness. But who could have thought that the white-clothed woman would not even give him the chance to change the subject?
Su Li was somewhat helpless. "Junior Sister, don't be like this."
Chen Chang Sheng was very shocked, and very idiotically thought, could this white-clothed woman be a hidden expert of Mount Li?
"You're actually colluding with this madman whose hands are covered in blood! How can you have the right to be Holy Maiden!"
Zhu Luo's furious voice resounded through all of Xunyang City.
Xunyang City was deathly still.
No one answered Zhu Luo's question. No one dared to answer this question. No one had the right to answer this question.
Chen Chang Sheng was so shocked that he was speechless. He felt that it was inconceivable to the extreme. The white-clothed woman was … one of the supreme Five Saints of the human world? The Holy Maiden of the south who stood side by side with the Tianhai Divine Empress?
Only now did he understand. In the south, Holy Maiden Peak and the Longevity Sect had always been viewed as being of the same root and same origin, especially the Mount Li Sword Sect and South Stream Temple. They had always been on good terms, often referring to each other as fellow disciples.
For example, Gou Hanshi referred to Xu Yourong as Junior Sister. Then Su Li could naturally refer to the current Holy Maiden as Junior Sister. Only … just like what Zhu Luo had yelled out in shock and anger, just why was this?
"Why are they the Five Saints, but you can only be the Storms of the Eight Directions?" Su Li looked at Zhu Luo and Guan Xingke and said mockingly, "Because you'll never be as slippery as those old foxes. Before you clearly understand my trump cards, besides idiots like you, who would dare to lightly attack me?"
The Holy Maiden of the south glanced at him.
Su Li paused, then said, "What I mean is that your intelligence is insufficient."
The Holy Maiden no longer paid any attention to him. She turned to Zhu Luo and Guan Xingke and calmly said, "Whether or not I have the right to be the Holy Maiden is not something you two have the right to judge. As for Senior Brother, you always say that his hands are soaked in the blood of the innocent, but ask yourselves honestly, how could he have killed as many people as you have killed? How could he have killed as many as the Saints? "
Guan Xingke lowered his head, hiding his face in his tattered bamboo hat.
Zhu Luo was enraged by these words and yelled, "Holy Maiden's words are preposterous!"
The Holy Maiden calmly said, "Everyone's clans have tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, countless maids, and in times of famine, they never reduce rent. How many tenant farmers have they forced to death? The Saints are even more so. With a casual decree, how many people will die for no reason? My Senior Brother does not control a Storm of the Eight Directions, does not become a Saint. This is true benevolence. How is this cold-blooded? "
The entire city was silent, everyone looking pensive.
Su Li waved his hand and said, "Too much, a bit too much."
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(At night, I began to sort out the next part of the plot about the capital and Chen Xuhui.)
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