Chapter 3191: Three Moves

On the Peak of the Azure Lotus

Seeing Wang Ruyan, Li Qingyue’s expression became solemn.

Li Qingyue was currently at the mid-Integration stage, while Wang Ruyan was at the early-Integration stage. In a true life-or-death battle, Li Qingyue was not confident she could defeat Wang Ruyan. Even if she did, the consequences would be more than she could bear.

Lin Tianlong, Liu Qingfeng, and Xiao Wentian from Zhenhai Palace were all at the late-Integration stage. They were like three colossal mountains, stifling their opponents. Lin Tianlong, especially, possessed a top-grade Spirit Treasure, a heavenly artifact, which even the Integration-stage cultivators of other races greatly feared, let alone Li Qingyue.

If it weren’t for the inheritance of True Monarch Nine Swords, the Cold Flame Sect would not have directly clashed with the Wang family. This indirectly highlighted the immense value of the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance.

"What about Ruyi and the others?"

Wang Ruyan transmitted a message to Wang Lihe. She already knew that Wang Ruyi had also rushed over to provide support.

"Mengli and Ruyi, along with the others, have all entered the Nine Swords Pagoda and haven't come out yet. Yang Hao, Su Qingheng, and Liu Chuanting also went in."

Wang Lihe replied truthfully.

Liu Yao also transmitted a message to Li Qingyue: "Sect Master, Senior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Su, and Junior Sister Liu have all entered the Nine Swords Pagoda and haven't emerged yet."

"Madam Wang, let the juniors handle their own affairs. There's no need to escalate this. What do you think?" Li Qingyue said sincerely.

Yang Hao was at the Grand Perfection of the Void Refinement stage. With a mid-grade Spirit Treasure and a seventh-tier defensive talisman, his chances of obtaining the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance were considerably high. She wanted to define the situation such that if the Cold Flame Sect obtained the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance, the Wang family would suffer a significant loss.

"You say it won't escalate, and it won't? You follow rules when you want to, and ignore them when you don't? Do you truly believe our Wang family is easy to bully? Or do you think Martial Uncle Chen is easy to deal with?" Wang Ruyan directly brought up Chen Yueying.

It was true that the Cold Flame Sect had pledged allegiance to the Xuanqing Sect, but Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan originated from Zhenhai Palace, holding a legitimate and esteemed background. The Cold Flame Sect, at best, was merely a pawn of the Xuanqing Sect, so their relationship had distinct differences.

Li Qingyue's eyes filled with apprehension. She had not had much contact with Chen Yueying, but she had heard of Chen Yueying's deeds. When the Fire Dolphin clan caused trouble during Chen Yueying's Mahayana celebration, Chen Yueying dared to dispatch forces to deal with the Silver Shark clan, even personally intervening.

Old Woman Tianxue had broken the rules by attacking Wang Yuanwei. The Wang family was clinging to this point, and if the matter escalated and Chen Yueying intervened, it would be difficult to resolve. Even if the Cold Flame Sect obtained the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance, they would likely have to hand over most of the benefits to the Xuanqing Sect. This was not what Li Qingyue wanted to see. She didn't care how many Void Refinement stage disciples were killed or injured; what she cared about was whether they could obtain the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance.

Naturally, Li Qingyue could not show any trace of fear, adopting a posture of fighting to the death.

Wang Ruyan stated coldly.

Li Qingyue proposed a condition.

Wang Ruyan also proposed a condition. Wang Mengli was also in the Nine Swords Pagoda; with her strength, dealing with Yang Hao should not be a problem. However, to be cautious, Wang Ruyan took a double safeguard: she proposed that five Void Refinement stage juniors engage in a sparring match.

Li Qingyue agreed. In her view, Yang Hao was certain to obtain the True Monarch Nine Swords' inheritance, and all she needed to do was win the sparring match.

Wang Ruyan and Li Qingyue moved to an open area, over ten thousand miles away from the Nine Swords Pagoda. Wang Yidao and the others retreated, observing from a distance with solemn expressions.

From Wang Ruyan's palm, countless mysterious musical notes emerged. She struck the void, and a celestial melody resonated as an abundance of profound notes surged forth, transforming into a colossal, hazy blue palm covered in musical symbols. The colossal blue palm surged towards Li Qingyue with great speed, emitting celestial sounds that echoed through the heavens and earth. The void vibrated and twisted, tearing apart. The ground simultaneously ruptured, sending earth and stones flying, and thick dust permeated the air. Before the colossal blue palm even approached, an invisible gust of wind rushed forth, causing Li Qingyue's hair to flutter in the breeze.

Li Qingyue snorted coldly. A surge of white icy energy erupted from her right hand. She struck the void, and a vast expanse of white cold energy surged forth, forming a gigantic white hand. The nearby void shimmered with a multitude of white ice shards. The gigantic white hand, carrying an astonishing chill, moved to meet the attack. Wherever the gigantic white hand passed, the ground began to freeze. It then collided with the blue colossal palm.

With a thunderous roar, a powerful wave of energy materialized out of nowhere, tearing open the void and creating a hundred-zhang-diameter hole. Gale-force winds raged in all directions, sweeping countless flying sand and stones into the void. The colossal blue palm began to freeze, but very quickly, the gigantic white hand shattered into pieces, along with the ice layer on the ground.

Li Qingyue's delicate brows furrowed. She performed a hand seal, and a layer of white aura overflowed from her body. A massive female illusory figure appeared above her head, its Dharma Idol about eighty percent condensed. The female illusory figure slammed both arms towards the void, and countless white snowflakes drifted down from high above. As if guided by some force, they flew towards the void ahead, converging to form a white ice mountain over a thousand zhang tall, which then moved to meet the attack.

With a deafening roar, the white ice mountain shattered the colossal blue palm. The white ice mountain itself also broke into pieces, cracking the ground within a hundred-mile radius. Dust filled the air, obscuring the figures of Wang Ruyan and Li Qingyue.

After a moment, the dust settled, revealing a massive female illusory figure hovering above Wang Ruyan's head. The female illusory figure opened its mouth and exhaled a hazy blue sound wave. The blue sound wave rapidly flew towards Li Qingyue, continuously expanding. Thick, long cracks appeared in the void, and the entire sky resembled a spiderweb, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment. Sensing the astonishing momentum of the blue sound wave, Li Qingyue's expression hardened. Daring not to be careless, she performed a hand seal. The female illusory figure above her head spewed a white radiant glow, which collided with the blue sound wave. The white glow, as flimsy as paper, shattered into pieces.

Li Qingyue flicked her sleeve, and a small, white-glowing seal flew out. She cast a magical incantation into it, causing the white seal to illuminate with countless white runes. Its size rapidly expanded as it met the incoming attack. With a thunderous roar, the gigantic white seal shattered the blue sound wave. A powerful surge of energy ripped open this section of the void, and countless fierce gales swept forth, like sharp blades, slashing towards Li Qingyue.

A brilliant white light erupted from Li Qingyue's body. As soon as these gales approached within a hundred zhang of Li Qingyue, they immediately froze, becoming encased in ice. The ground within a radius of more than ten miles, centered around Li Qingyue, turned to ice. A hazy blue longsword shot forth, slashing towards Li Qingyue. Li Qingyue changed her hand seals. The female illusory figure on her head radiated a dazzling white glow, and simultaneously moved both arms to meet the attack. The white radiant glow, like flimsy paper, was instantly shredded by the blue longsword. With a muffled clang, the blue longsword struck the female illusory figure's arm. Thick, long cracks appeared on the illusory figure's hands, but a surge of white icy energy emanated from its surface, causing the cracks to heal.

Li Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but very quickly, her expression turned grim. Thick, long cracks appeared on the body of the female illusory figure, which let out a shriek and then dissipated. With a muffled 'thud,' Li Qingyue spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale and filled with disbelief.