Chapter 121 Clearing the Field

The giant crater was shrouded in a hazy mist, its edges stained with blood, creating an extremely tense atmosphere. No one had expected that, at the very last moment, one unexpected event after another would occur.

Dissatisfaction was felt by all parties. Some were furious, some were filled with murderous intent, some sighed with regret, some were distraught, and some were on the verge of madness.

Li Qingxu’s eyes were bloodshot, and he had already stretched out his hand. He was just a hair’s breadth away from taking the Eight Trigrams Furnace and escaping to become the ultimate winner.

“Who?!” He desperately wanted to kill someone. Three times in a row, he was just a hair’s breadth away from succeeding. If he had just touched him once, the contest would have ended immediately.

He knew there probably wouldn’t be a fourth chance. The regret of watching something so close to immortality fly away and missing out would probably break anyone else’s spirit.

He was enveloped in purple light, and with a swing of his purple bamboo stick, he smashed a four-meter-tall blue stone to pieces!

At this moment, Tang Xumi’s face was filled with murderous intent. The person beside him had betrayed him, suddenly struck him with a palm, and snatched the Eight Trigrams Furnace. This was no less than kicking him off the cloud of glory. The sense of fall was too great, and he felt extremely humiliated.

Fortunately, that near-divine object flew towards him again!

The enraged Tang Xumi was stunned, then delighted. What absurd thing was this? It was outrageous!

After the Eight Trigrams Furnace changed course, it fell into the hands of an elite disciple. He was stunned and not at all surprised, but rather frightened.

In the current tense atmosphere, where even a breath of hot air could ignite the atmosphere, this was a “death trap.” Holding it for even a moment longer could mean losing his head, being blown to bits, and turning him into a puddle of mush. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and threw it away. Although Li Qingyue appeared, few people noticed her because she was now a golden-armored guard wearing a golden mask.

It must be said that Lu Zhen, the young man from the Yin-Yang Sect, was truly formidable. He had already retreated, but now he emitted black and white light from his hands and charged back to seize the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

In front of Lu Zhen, whether it was the golden-armored guards or the disciples from outside the sect, they were all overturned by him. His Yin-Yang energy erupted, and two beams of light, one black and one white, flew out from between his hands, and no one could stop them.

Moreover, his Yin-Yang black and white light possessed extremely mysterious properties; it could not only kill people but also abduct various spiritual objects. Not far away, someone used all their strength to throw a spiritual spear made of lightning-struck wood at him. It whistled towards him, but was instantly swept to the ground and shredded by the black and white light.

“You dare to come here again!” Tang Xumi was furious. He had already reached out and grabbed the near-immortal object. His killing intent surged and his spiritual light boiled.

In an instant, Lu Zhen and Tang Xumi clashed, and the attributes of Yin and Yang changed completely. The dark light disappeared and transformed into a single extreme Yang, like the fire of the great sun, burning fiercely.

Those disciples from outside the secular world who had been overturned were immediately frightened and retreated, not daring to approach. They contracted their spiritual light, fearing that it would be ignited and burned through.

Even someone as powerful as Tang Xumi, faced with this unique and world-renowned Extreme Yang Light, could only immediately suppress his spiritual light and urge the divine light in his Yellow Court to surge forward.

A blinding light burst forth between them, sending table-sized rocks flying from the ground. Many were torn apart in mid-air, scattering fragments everywhere.

Many disciples from the outer realms were shaken. This young man from the Yin-Yang Temple was truly terrifying. A peer who had taken the path of mutation was actually able to stand up to the core disciples of the outer realms!

Although Tang Xumi was injured, he still possessed extraordinary combat power, blocking Lu Zhen and unleashing a spirit blade tempered by heavenly light, slashing forward through the air!

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and a ethereal figure approached. After discovering that the young man his family had invited was so fierce and dared to make a second move, Li Qingxu naturally followed suit, hoping to gain a fourth chance to touch the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

He knew that his family had sent many rare items to the Yin-Yang Temple to persuade the young man to help, and it was indeed “worth the money.”

Li Qingxu slammed his staff into the brightly colored spirit blade, blocking Tang Xumi’s fierce attack.

As expected, Lu Zhen unleashed his Yin-Yang energy, unleashing a burst of black and white light. He had already broken through and was engaged in close combat with Tang Xumi. With a deafening boom, as if a thunderbolt had struck, the two exchanged a palm strike, both losing their footing and staggering backward.

“You’re actually pursuing two paths simultaneously, and you’re also practicing a special kind of Heavenly Light Force?” The young man from the Yin-Yang Temple was genuinely surprised.

Upon hearing this, the disciples from outside the sect were all stunned, secretly marveling at Tang Xumi’s remarkable abilities, possessing such hidden power and straddling two paths.

“He only wanted to hone his spiritual insight, not to advance along two paths simultaneously,” Li Qingxu said, swinging his bamboo stick and launching another attack.

The three engaged in a fierce battle, their divine light surging like waves, crashing in all directions, billowing dust, and creating numerous half-foot-wide cracks in the ground.

A ghost-like figure appeared. Jiang Shengyu, who had already left the battlefield, attacked again and tried to take the Bagua Furnace in the chaos.

Su Jingshu also rushed over. Hu Tingwen gritted his teeth, drank a bottle of medicine, and seized the opportunity to join the fray, vying for that near-immortal item.

In an instant, a massive battle broke out here!

Tang Xumi coughed up blood and threw the Eight Trigrams Furnace on the ground. If he continued to possess it, he would surely be surrounded and killed.

Lu Zhen was injured, and blood kept flowing from his mouth. Because the newly joined core disciples were taking special care of him, and everyone was injured, it was impossible to let the young man from Yin Yang Temple stay in full condition alone.

At this moment, people saw a female guard in golden armor walking unhurriedly towards the battlefield.

Although her entire body was covered in cold metal armor plates, people could still sense that she possessed a certain celestial aura and was definitely not an external saint; her body surface was already flowing with brilliant light rain.

As she approached the battlefield with light, agile steps, the core disciples who were engaged in a chaotic battle all turned their attacks on her alone, unleashing their strongest techniques.

“What’s going on?” The people outside the arena were shocked.

Previously, there was an incident where six core disciples jointly attacked an elite disciple.

Now it’s even more outrageous: all the core disciples, including the injured young man from the Yin-Yang Sect, are attacking a mysterious woman.

With a thud, Jiang Shengyu was sent flying backward, his mouth and nose filled with blood, even his ears were bleeding, and he was thrown more than twenty meters away.

Hu Tingwen was swept by a burst of five-colored light, his body staggered, he almost fell to the ground, and he kept backing away.

With a clang, a short sword wreathed in divine light appeared in Li Qingyue’s hand, clashing with Li Qingxu’s purple bamboo staff. The moment she parried the staff, the sword’s edge flashed with brilliant light, drawing blood from Li Qingxu’s chest, causing him to stagger backward.

Li Qingyue had a wooden shield slightly larger than a palm in front of her left hand, radiating a crystal-clear luster. It collided with the right palm of the boy from Yin Yang Temple, causing sand and stones to fly around like a hurricane, and many boulders were torn apart.

With a series of thuds, Tang Xumi and Su Jingshu were also sent flying backward, their faces pale and covered in blood. After crashing to the ground, their bodies swayed uncontrollably.

This change left the disciples watching speechless. Who had just appeared? And with such overwhelming power!

Li Qingyue spoke up: “I know you’ve been waiting for me to get close, wanting to try hunting me down again, attacking me as a group. Acting must have been exhausting, right?”

She knew very well that although most people didn’t notice when she threw the stone, it was impossible to hide it from everyone; a few individuals had noticed. “Actually, I could have sat back and watched the situation unfold, delayed my turn, and not given you any chance.”

After saying this, Li Qingyue looked at everyone and said, “If that’s the case, you might be dissatisfied afterward. I’m giving you a chance now. You’re all injured, right? Then come at me together. Those who haven’t made a move yet can also join in!”

Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat; she was about to clear the area!

The disciples watching all knew who had arrived: Li Qingyue, the biggest favorite in this competition for the near-immortal artifact, had reappeared! “Wasn’t Junior Sister Li surrounded and severely injured? She’s completely unharmed!”

“This…is really beyond my expectations!”

Li Qingyue removed her golden mask, revealing her true face. Like a fairy in armor, she exuded a powerful aura amidst her ethereal beauty.

The people outside were shocked, and then there was a commotion.

In the arena, the core disciples all looked serious. They were in very poor condition, and even if they joined forces, they probably wouldn’t be able to suppress Li Qingyue.

Because they clearly sensed that Li Qingyue had become stronger, seemingly having reached a new level.

Tang Xumi smiled bitterly and said, “Junior Sister Li, you really didn’t need to appear so early. We besieged you first, and no matter how you appeared in the end, no one would object. It seems that this is fate. We were afraid of you and wanted to send you out of the game first, but in the end, you came to clear the field and came back.”

Li Qingyue said, “I’m giving everyone an explanation. This is your final battle, so go all out!”

Li Qingxu’s expression changed slightly, and the other core disciples also had complicated expressions. They guessed that Li Qingyue’s final return to the battle was to establish her prestige and win over the hearts of the other disciples. This was a preparation for the future.

“This is a competition among disciples of the outer sect. You should leave, or I will focus on dealing with you first.” Li Qingyue looked at Lu Zhen. The young man from the Yin Yang Temple was very strong, but he had angered Tang Xumi, who dragged him into a direct confrontation. Others were wary of him, so they naturally resorted to underhanded tactics, and he was now seriously injured.

“I did my best.” Lu Zhen nodded to Li Qingxu, then turned and left without lingering.

The next moment, all the core disciples attacked again, because it was not the last moment yet. They were really unwilling to give up. Even if so many people were injured, if they endured the pain and used their ultimate skills, would they still be able to break through Li Qingyue’s protective aura?

A chaotic battle has broken out!

Just then, a tall figure entered the scene like lightning, moving incredibly fast. Wielding a spirit spear, he thrust it towards Li Qingyue’s back.

With a clang, as if she had anticipated this, Li Qingyue blocked the spirit spear with her small, crystalline wooden shield.

At the same time, she suddenly turned around and exchanged a palm strike with the newcomer. Endless rosy light bloomed, as if a colorful storm had appeared and swept in all directions.

The newly arrived figure kept retreating, her pale hands convulsing, her consciousness fluctuating and dimming, and she kept coughing up blood.

“Qingyue, you’ve not just taken a small step forward, but a giant leap!” Wang Caiwei sighed. After watching the battle for so long, she had hidden her strength until the very end, yet she was still defeated. It couldn’t change anything!

This scene alarmed the other core disciples. Although fresh troops had arrived, they were not happy at all. With one hidden agent after another emerging, who could feel at ease?

Wang Caiwei made another move. She was extremely powerful and fought with Li Qingyue several more times. Her beautiful face turned deathly pale and all color disappeared.

The others joined the attack, and with the near-divine artifact right before their eyes, they were truly unwilling to give up. Bang bang bang…

Several core disciples were severely injured in succession!

The Eight Trigrams Furnace was flung away during the battle, but none of the other disciples dared to retrieve it. Many knew that it practically belonged to Li Qingyue.

Qin Ming climbed up the giant pit and saw the near-immortal object at the edge. Fearing it would fall in, he lifted it up.

“Give it to me!” Wang Caiwei rushed out of the battlefield, covered in blood, and charged towards this side. A brilliant stream of light appeared beneath her feet as she crossed over.

Li Qingyue glanced at it but did not pursue.