Chapter 2050: Is a Struggle of Position and Destiny

The arrow naturally flew into the mirror, then emerged on the other side. The other end of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror "coincidentally" opened directly in front of the two descended divine bodies, barely two feet away. Qingyang's arrow shot out from the mirror, aiming straight for the woman's glabella!

The god reacted extremely quickly, tilting their head and raising their right hand to catch the arrow's fletching.

Qingyang was also surprised. With a twist of her right thumb and index and middle fingers, the arrow veered sharply and flew outwards.

Then, the arrow exploded, transforming into dozens of sharp needles. If the initial shot didn't kill the enemy, the subsequent explosion would finish the job, causing widespread damage.

The other man gathered his fingers towards the arrow fragments and quietly uttered, "Gather."

As the arrow fragments burst, they seemed to be pushed back by an invisible force. Most of the fragments flying towards the woman were pulled back. However, the remaining dozen or so fragments still riddled her face, blinding her left eye. Despite the severe damage, and not caring much for this body, she instinctively covered her face and stepped back two paces.

Qingyang, from across the way, also shouted out at the opportune moment, "Watch out for He Xiao!"

As soon as He Xiao collected Pan Qing's divine soul, he jumped into the mirror and vanished from his spot. It was presumed he would appear beside the woman, just like the arrow, to seize the opportunity for pursuit. The man's gaze swept past Pan Qing as well, confirming He Xiao's absence. His attention immediately focused on the mirror's edge, and with his left hand, he conjured a divine spell, casting it over the woman.

Just then, the woman had retreated two steps, covering her face, with her attention fixed forward. A slight ripple appeared in the hot air behind her. A chilling blade light suddenly emerged from thin air, gently yet cruelly caressing the back of her neck!

A translucent, pale white shield appeared around her, but it shattered instantly under the blade's potent elemental force, failing to block the fatal blow. Her head was severed from her body.

Witnessing this, everyone was astonished; Qingyang even wanted to curse out loud. He Xiao had used illusory invisibility this time, never entering the mirror at all! Yet, he had used the mirror as a diversion, even striking a pose as if rushing into it before becoming invisible. He had demonstrated the mirror's use multiple times, leading everyone to assume he would emerge from its other side. Who knew that guy would use the mirror to attract attention while secretly sneaking behind the god, shamelessly launching a sneak attack under the cover of Qingyang's arrow! It was utterly despicable.

However, just as the woman was slain, the shattered light shield immediately surged onto He Lingchuan! It was a divine spell's backlash. The man had imbued his companion with an extremely vicious divine protection spell. Once breached, the attacker would instantly suffer a backlash akin to being quartered. The power of the Great Cleaving Spell immediately erupted on He Lingchuan! He was enveloped as if by a white net, each mesh acting as a cleaving unit. Once the spell's power unleashed, the entrapped enemy would be sliced into a thousand pieces.

However, the surface of the Qianglong Battle Armor was not only covered in rich elemental energy but also shrouded in black mist. It immediately began to pull against the white light. Everyone only heard a muffled grunt from the "Great Emperor of Nine Hells," and then he was enveloped in a black mist; both he and the white light on his armor vanished.

"Good, good, good!" Sutra cheered repeatedly, losing count of how many times. In the past, in the Inverted Sea, it had used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to travel to various parts of Silver Pearl Island thousands of times, yet it had never imagined the mirror could be used in such a way! How interesting, how truly interesting.

The first kill in this counterattack was claimed by the Blood Demon. The second and third kills were contributed by He Lingchuan. The old ox grew somewhat agitated, ramming Master Xiaoyang with even greater ferocity.

It followed a path of thick hide, tough flesh, and immense power. Master Xiaoyang found it difficult to penetrate its defenses, so he focused on its hooves and legs. Sutra not only had several bleeding wounds on its body, but the tendon of its right hind leg was almost severed, and a wound on its neck nearly pierced its carotid artery. Master Xiaoyang, combined with the Green Haze Sword Array, was not easily dealt with. Fortunately, the Blood Demon was assisting it, and regardless of how heavily wounded it was, it continued to chase Master Xiaoyang. Master Xiaoyang had been gored in the belly once by the ox, knowing that a hit from it could cause injury, thus he was exceptionally cautious.

"He Xiao is severely wounded!" Qingyang whispered, simultaneously pulling a pink plum blossom from her robes. It was exquisite, delicate, and lifelike, yet it was actually a glazed flower with six petals in total. Five of its petals were covered in cracks, leaving only one intact. But as soon as Qingyang brought it out, a crack rapidly spread upwards from the base of the last intact petal, growing more and more. Finally, with a soft "snap," the entire plum blossom turned to dust in Qingyang's palm. With a gentle breath, an unseen wind dispersed the dust, coloring the air pink within a ten-zhang radius!

This was one of her three great magical artifacts, the Glazed Plum Blossom, and her longest-serving treasure. In her youth, the previous Palace Master of Qing Palace had gifted her this treasure. It had accompanied her through numerous battles, with every petal playing a crucial role. By the time she was expelled from Qing Palace, only one Glazed Plum Blossom petal remained. If not now, then when?

Everyone, both inside and outside the cauldron, exclaimed in surprise as they looked at Qingyang again. She had become younger. While the original Grand Imperial Advisor Qingyang was well-preserved and gracefully dignified, she appeared to be around forty years old. After the Glazed Plum Blossom shattered, Qingyang actually began to reverse age. Her figure slimmed, her back straightened, her cheeks became rosy and firm, and all the fine lines on her face vanished! True Lord Musu immediately recognized her; this was Lu Wushuang in her twenties. Qingyang had used a secret technique to revert to her peak state.

At this moment, the pink mist in the air was disturbed, and something approached. He Xiao, though capable of illusory invisibility, would be revealed within the pink mist. Having just diverted trouble and killed one of the divine bodies, his gaze indeed fell upon Qingyang. To her right-rear! Qingyang seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, clearly aware of his arrival. She swiftly turned, and as she spun, two azure arrows were released, one aimed at He Lingchuan's heart, the other at his neck. Within the plum blossom barrier, her arrows behaved as if shot into water, appearing refracted to the enemy, so the true impact point would deviate from what was seen. If He Lingchuan were to block based on the arrow's apparent tip, he would only hit air.

In that instant, their eyes met. The greatest obstacle for the Great Emperor of Nine Hells in seizing the entire Shanjing Plain appeared to be the Yao Kingdom, but in reality, it was this nearly two-hundred-year-old Grand Imperial Advisor before him. And for Qingyang, the quickest and most effective way to extinguish the Dragon God War and prevent future catastrophe for Beijia was to kill He Lingchuan! With just one glance, they each saw the other's determination to bring about their demise. The war between them was a clash of positions, and a struggle of destiny! If He Lingchuan killed Qingyang, victory in the Dragon God War would be imminent, and Shanjing would be completely overturned. If Qingyang eliminated He Lingchuan, the Shanjing Plain would return to the control of the gods and Beijia, and everything would revert to its original state.