Boom!
Above the crumbling temple, a destructive aura brewed in the dark clouds, like it was on the verge of bursting into lightning at any second.
Heaven seemed furious.
Facing this celestial wrath, the girl in the dark purple skirt flapped in the wind. The lightning illuminated her tranquil eyes, but not a ripple could be stirred.
Crack!
Thunder rumbled, and a thick lightning snake roared down from the sky like a rabid dog with a bone.
Bathed in the lightning’s glow, Ying Bing’s furrowed brows actually relaxed a bit.
After undergoing the cleansing of the heavenly tribulation, her originally porcelain skin gleamed like pure ivory satin, looking soft but capable of dissipating external force.
“The heavenly tribulation of the Body Refining Jade does have its perks,” she mused. “It should be effective for him too… Today, let Ming Sha Jing Fan step into the fifth layer.”
Taking a moment to collect her thoughts, Ying Bing lowered her gaze and picked up the Body Refining Jade again.
Two lightning patterns lit up on it simultaneously!
The pitch-black clouds roiled like boiling ink, and even an ordinary person standing there would feel their scalp tingling, like they were about to fall off a cliff.
Crack!
This time, the lightning didn’t get thicker; rather, it thinned down, morphing into a purplish-red hue swinging like a heavenly sword coming down.
The thunder shook the surrounding area, echoing far and wide.
Yet, instead of retreating, Ying Bing advanced, wrapped in Ming Jing Fan’s light.
Lightning flowed over her, refining every inch of her body that had been tempered by the heavenly energy, making her acupoints and meridians shimmer.
The Cold Fairy was unfazed, but the shabby temple behind her was in serious trouble.
The remnants of the heavenly tribulation crashed against the dilapidated structure, turning what was already a shaky ruin into mere rubble.
The commotion echoed far and wide.
…..
In the Imperial Capital, the royal city.
A grand and impressive residence guarded inside and out by armored soldiers. The plaque reads ‘Qian Gong Fu’ in elegant fluidity.
Inside the residence were artificial hills, courtyards, and a pond that, unlike any other, churned with intense lightning, forming a pool made of pure thunder liquid.
That sixth-tier powerhouse who controlled the wrath of heaven, the emperor’s uncle, leisurely examined a long sword with a dragon scale pattern.
“This sword isn’t bad. Looks like that old coot Du Wufeng hasn’t been slacking off on his craftsmanship these years.”
Qian Gong gently flicked it, and the sword let out a crisp ring.
“It should have stood out in the Qianlong Conference.”
Jiang Yu looked at the Zunlong Sword, but his expression was no longer one of joy like when he first received it.
“Who would’ve thought the Cold Fairy could summon the Divine Sword of the Celestials and hand it over to Ke Mo?”
The captain of the Celestial Patrol, wearing a dark golden mask, spoke up.
“I’ve checked, and while this guy’s swordsmanship is decent, it’s far from jaw-dropping compared to his hammer techniques.”
“After all, that’s a divine weapon; it was her weapon back in the day.”
Qian Gong shook his head, as if reminiscing, “Even if a child wields it, it shouldn’t be underestimated.”
“Better in his hands than Ying Bing’s.”
The masked figure replied, “If the divine sword is in his hands, it’s like a pearl hidden in the dark—hard to unleash its full potential and might even be a blunder. When the time comes, Your Highness could hold the divine weapon instead.”
“It’s too early to conclude.”
Jiang Yu’s expression softened.
True.
The Divine Sword of the Celestials was safer in Ke Mo’s hands than in Ying Bing’s or Chu Long’s.
“By the way, the Huanmo Sect’s Xueliantang has been acting up in the city lately; the authorities are watching them.”
Just as the masked figure finished speaking,
Suddenly,
Qian Gong in his purple robes stood up, with hair floating as he gazed towards the outskirts of the city.
“Heavenly tribulation?”
“In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, who can summon the heavenly wrath without me?”
He took a step forward, lightning flashing in his wake like a rainbow.
…
On the outskirts of the city, at the broken temple…
“Three lightning patterns of tribulation should be my current limit.”
“But I’m already at five patterns…”
In the midst of endless thunder, Ying Bing was enduring immense pain; yet her mind remained unaffected, even noticing the temple’s collapse revealed an entrance to a subterranean palace.
It wasn’t unusual for a temple to have an underworld.
She held the Taiyin Sword and activated the Body Refining Jade again, causing three lightning patterns to light up.
Planning to refine her body before checking it out.
Then—
Ying Bing’s heart skipped a beat.
In the underground palace, she unmistakably sensed a familiar sword intent.
The Divine Sword of the Celestials…
But the Divine Sword of the Celestials is clearly on him!
“…”
Ying Bing bit her lip.
At that moment, more terrifying lightning flickered with golden threads, roaring down like an angry dragon of divine punishment.
Without a second thought, she made a choice.
Wielding the Taiyin Sword, she transformed into a streak of sword light, dashing toward the underground palace at the speed of thought.
….
Inside the cavern, living bl**d and flesh had taken on a life of their own, resembling a jungle made of flesh, exuding an indescribable fragrance.
“God Hammer Little Overlord, why not just use the hammer properly?”
“If you throw down the hammer and use a sword, wouldn’t that be digging your own grave?”
“Bwahahaha…”
The elder’s laughter echoed from all directions.
As he laughed, the flesh jungle went wild, each bl**d gourd rising from the ground, each resembling the elder’s form, either youthful or ancient.
Outside, the scene was unbelievable, nothing human.
If unleashed outside, it would certainly bring calamity.
Whoosh—
A few strands of hair fell, transforming into the unmistakable Ke Mo, who began dueling with the elder’s embodiment.
The Divine Sword of the Celestials was sharp and unmatched; wherever the sword light passed, everything was split in half.
However, it didn’t harm the elder’s essence.
“Where’s the divine capture? Did they not get the message?”
Ke Mo was still calm, skillfully demonstrating the sword techniques he had recently learned, flowing like water.
And he blended it with the essence of Dugu Nine Swords, refining and merging continuously.
He appeared precarious, yet was steady as an old dog, even sharpening his sword techniques.
If worst comes to worst, he could just slip into the small world; if that old coot dared to follow him into the small world…
He’d be greeted by the Celestial Master!
With a light sigh, Ke Mo said, “If this sword were in Ying Bing’s hands, it could probably break through the scene before me.”
“Heh heh heh, even at this moment, you’re still thinking of someone else? Looks like…”
“After all, this old coot is just hanging by a thread, even the external scenery doesn’t belong to him; he’s just a stubborn copper in this exterior.”
“…”
The elder’s laughter abruptly stopped.
He panicked.
“I’ll be damned if I don’t k*ll you!”
Countless walls of bl**d and flesh pressed in, getting tighter and tighter.
Ke Mo was gearing up to head into the small world.
The elder was also looking to digest him.
Just at that moment…
Boom!
Was there thunder?
No, this cave was over a hundred meters underground; the chances of hearing thunder were like spotting a ghost.
The elder realized something was off and changed his expression.
Ke Mo also sensed the oddity; the Divine Sword of the Celestials in his hand trembled uncontrollably, like a lonely girl who hadn’t seen her lover in ten years suddenly catching a glimpse of him at home…
In the lightning, a stunning figure rode the sword down gracefully amidst the heavenly tribulation, extending a delicate hand to grip the Divine Sword of the Celestials.
Her black hair flew wildly, her icy skin and delicate bones glimmered, and the sharpness in her water-cutting eyes dulled even the thunder; in this moment, divine punishment seemed to submit to her, willingly ready to lash any who defied her, her cold divinity evident.
Seeing her classmate Ke Mo and confirming he was alright, her lashes fluttered, and the indifferent divinity faded from her eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“I got lost.”
