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Chapter 916

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Huai Shu angrily said to Huai Bi, "Hurry up and release Senior Sister!"

Xu Yourong's gaze suddenly moved up to Huai Bi's face.

Huai Bi seemed to sense two rays of light that seemed to have real heat. Her eyes were blinded by a blinding light.

Boom! A gale howled through the thatched cottage. The white grass danced in the wind as wings of fire ten-some zhang long occupied everyone's vision.

Xu Yourong had revealed her true Phoenix body!

Boundless light flooded the surroundings as the temperature rapidly rose. The entire thatched cottage seemed to be on the verge of igniting.

Huai Bi felt an unimaginable pressure. Shocked and furious, she retreated, but she did not let Huai Ren go.

Suddenly, Huai Ren's face turned incomparably pale and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

Huai Bi froze and lowered her head, wariness rising in her heart.

But it was too late.

Huai Ren's seemingly thin and small body exploded with a vigorous and pure energy that seemed to have been cleansed by the South Stream for several hundred years!

The frigid black sword was sent flying.

Huai Bi felt like a mountain had smashed into her chest and she howled as she swiftly retreated.

Huai Ren turned around, her body like smoke and the fragrance of flowers as she attacked.

Her two hands seemed to descend lightly, but they contained the principles of the world, making it impossible to dodge.

Ten-some soft sounds came from the flowering trees of South Stream Temple.

It was the sound of her fingers striking Huai Bi.

With a muffled thud, the winds howled, and then gradually receded.

A hole about three feet deep appeared in the flowering trees of South Stream Temple.

Huai Bi stood at the bottom of the hole, her body covered in blood and her face pale.

"How could this be?"

She somewhat crazily muttered.

Huai Ren calmly stood in front of her and said, "Know the masculine, guard the feminine, and become the stream of the world. Junior Sister, you've never practiced this finger technique correctly."

Huai Bi shrieked and turned to leave.

With a whoosh of wind, a figure descended like a thunderbolt and slammed into her body.

Huai Bi cried out in pain as she fell into the depths of the flowering trees.

This figure was none other than the fiery Huai Shu.

There was not only fragrance in the depths of the flowering trees, there was also sword intent.

Ten-some sword intents abruptly rose up.

Huai Bi screamed again and again as her body suddenly staggered. Finally, she could no longer endure and was forced back by those sword glows.

Fallen flowers form a grave.

She fell into the pit.

Her left arm had been severed, and her entire body was covered in sword wounds. She was drenched in blood, and she looked extremely miserable.

She looked at Huai Ren and climbed up with difficulty. She cried, "Senior Martial Sister, please spare me."

Huai Ren looked at her quietly and didn't say anything.

The cries of pain gradually became softer, signifying despair.

Huai Ren was silent for a long time. She turned around and looked at the Cottage. She bowed to Xu You Rong and Chen Chang Sheng, then walked out.

Huai Shu glanced at the bottom of the pit, then left as well.

The South Stream Temple disciples walked into the pit, dragged Huai Bi out, and walked to the rear of the plateau.

Huai Bi thought about the tragic fate that awaited her. Being imprisoned for the rest of her life was truly a fate worse than death. Endless hatred grew in her heart as she screamed hoarsely, "Primogenitor of Dao will come and save me! At that time, none of you little bastards will have a good ending! When the time comes, I will make you kneel down and beg me! "

The South Stream Temple disciples glanced at each other, not knowing what to do. After all, this was their martial grandaunt. No matter how angry they were, they couldn't do anything.

Huai Bi was still cursing incessantly. Her words were getting more and more unpleasant, and her filthy words were incessant and extremely sinister.

Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu stood in a pavilion outside the cottage. He couldn't help but shake his head at this sight.

At this moment, Xu You Rong glanced at Chen Chang Sheng.

Chen Chang Sheng froze and glanced at Tang Thirty-Six.

Tang Thirty-Six sighed, "Truly a fine pair …"

Then, he glanced at Zhexiu.

A cold wind suddenly stirred, causing the fallen leaves on the pavilion to dance.

Zhexiu arrived between the trees. With a swish, the Demon Commander's Banner Sword flew through the air, a gloomy sword glow.

Huai Bi's hateful curses came to a screeching halt. She clutched her bleeding throat, her eyes filled with disbelief as she slowly fell to the ground.

… …

… …

Dusk fell between the mountains much earlier than it did on the plains.

It was still early, but the sun was already approaching the upper edge of the mountain range. The light was somewhat dim, and the trees seemed to be on the verge of burning.

On the mountain path in front of South Stream Temple, Ping Xuan and Yi Chen led a hundred-some direct disciples to send off their two martial grandaunts, Huai Ren and Huai Shu. Although they were rather far away, one could faintly hear weeping, and the mood was somber and sorrowful.

"I didn't think that this martial aunt of yours would have such a powerful cultivation."

Chen Chang Sheng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the scene.

Earlier in the cottage, Huai Bi had launched a sneak attack and used the Worldstream Divine Finger to seal Huai Ren's meridians and Ethereal Palace. No one had expected Huai Ren's personality to be countless times more violent than she usually displayed, and her cultivation was even more unfathomable. She had forcefully mobilized her true essence and spiritual sense to break through the seal and easily subdue Huai Bi, using only one move to render her powerless.

The Worldstream Divine Finger she used was countless times more profound than Huai Bi's finger technique. It was indescribably profound, otherworldly, and even faintly divine. If she had not been willing to listen to Xu Yourong's order to leave and had relied on her cultivation to forcefully resist, it was truly impossible to say what would have happened today.

"My South Stream Temple has existed for countless years. Although it has always been low-key, its resources are extremely deep. Martial Aunt Huai Ren has devoted her entire life to cultivating the Dao and has the potential to reach the Divine. She's naturally formidable."

Xu Yourong added, "But I don't know how she was convinced by your master."

Chen Chang Sheng watched from the side. He saw that her beautiful face was incomparably calm, yet it possessed a certain majesty. Perhaps it was because she had her hands held behind her as she stood on the edge of the cliff?

At this point, he could already confirm that the omen he had sensed at the summit of Holy Maiden Peak yesterday had come from him.

To put it another way, he was Xu Yourong's greatest problem. If he had not come to Holy Maiden Peak, Xu Yourong might not have been forced to break out of seclusion early.

Thinking of this, he said, "My apologies. In the future, I will do things more cool-headed."

Xu Yourong turned and smiled at him. "If even my matter cannot break your cool-headedness, then you should be the one apologizing, right?"

Chen Chang Sheng thought this over, then said, "That's reasonable. Then I won't change it."

He and she had not seen each other for many years. Their correspondence had also been broken for two years. Logically, they should feel a little strange.

But in reality, they had gone through life and death together too many times. Blood and water mixed together. You are me, I am you.

Just like in the eyes of the world, they were truly a match made in heaven.

Now that they were together, they were still as calm and indifferent as they used to be.

Xu Yourong closed her eyes. No one knew what she was thinking.

The wind outside the cliff lightly brushed against her face, causing her eyelashes to tremble.

Along with her was Twilight Light.

Looking at her face, Chen Chang Sheng was slightly moved. He slowly lowered his head.

Xu Yourong's eyes were still closed, but her expression had a slight change.

He didn't know if she had sensed something.

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