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Chapter 420 Yao Yun's Whereabouts
The white-haired, purple-eyed youth behind the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable slowly stepped forward, looking at Lin Zhao with shimmering purple eyes, and laughed, "I didn't expect that the current Ancestral Phoenix Emperor would actually dare to come here alone. Even if you brought some people, so what? Even a powerful being in the Tribulation Transcending stage, being so far away, couldn't possibly save you from my grasp. Since you're so arrogant, don't blame us for being impolite. Killing you will surely cause chaos in the Ancestral Phoenix Plane for a long time, won't it?"

Lin Zhao chuckled lightly: "With you? That might be a bit difficult?"

Seeing this state of affairs, Lin Zhao could still laugh. Thinking that all the plans of their Great Qing Dynasty in the Tianhuang Continent over the past three years had come to naught because of this girl, and that bastard Ning Wengui had actually escaped to the Zulong Continent and joined the enemy dynasty of the Great Qing Dynasty, causing the Great Qing Dynasty to suffer turmoil over the years, he hated Lin Zhao so much that he wanted to tear her to pieces.

"Among the dignified Nascent Soul stage cultivators, am I not allowed to touch you?" Youyuan raised his hand, releasing his 250 million spiritual energy reserves without reservation, and reached out towards Lin Zhao's palm.

However, the next moment, Lin Zhao grabbed his neck in mid-air in response.

"I said, you alone?"

Sensing Lin Zhao's undisguised spiritual energy, You Yuan's expression was incredibly interesting.

Lin Zhao looked at the face that resembled Ning Wengui and felt a series of emotions, including fear, anger, and hatred, but he did not kill him directly.

"How could someone in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm possibly have over two hundred million units of spiritual energy?"

How can this be? !
An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage only has tens of millions of spiritual energy reserves! A slightly stronger Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage can have ninety million, which would make them a super genius of the Ancestral Dragon Continent.

As for this mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a spiritual energy foundation of two hundred million...

Such talent would probably rank among the top geniuses in the Upper Realm.

What kind of freak is Lin Zhao?

Lin Zhao looked at him coldly: "Your spiritual energy foundation didn't come from normal cultivation, did it? You forcibly raised it to the mid-stage of the Fusion Realm by external force. The secret technique you used can be considered unparalleled in the lower realm, but compared to a true mid-stage Fusion Realm cultivator, it is simply fragile and vulnerable."

Given equal spiritual energy levels, unless the opponent is a freak like Ji Wantang, Lin Zhao doesn't think the opponent can last three moves against him.

Moreover, the opponent's spiritual foundation is extremely weak and unreliable.

Even the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable did not expect Lin Zhao's strength to have reached this level!
His spiritual energy foundation was only around two million streams of spiritual energy. He could feel the absolute crushing power that Lin Zhao brought him, but he never expected that Lin Zhao's spiritual energy foundation was so terrifying that he could control Youyuan, who could easily crush him, in a single move.

Seeing that Lin Zhao seemed to intend to send Youyuan to his death, Yunding quickly stopped him: "Lin Zhao! Lord Ji Yuan is a marquis of the Qing Dynasty. If you dare to kill him, the Qing Dynasty will not let you off!"

That's ridiculous. Lin Zhao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I will also deal with the Qing Dynasty. Instead of wasting your time talking about these useless things, why don't you give my mother back to me?"

“Your mother isn’t with us.” As soon as Yun Ding finished speaking, You Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Zhao calmly slammed Youyuan to the ground: "If you say another word, I guarantee he won't live."

Back then, the Lin family's misfortunes, the tragedies of his father, mother, and two older brothers, his own Phoenix Fortune being betrayed, and his mother being kidnapped—all these things made Lin Zhao have the urge to kill You Yuan the moment he grabbed You Yuan's neck.

But her mother is still in their hands.

"Kill me, kill me, let this bastard's mother die!" Youyuan vomited mouthfuls of blood, his noble and refined demeanor completely gone. He no longer had the aloof and arrogant appearance of the mastermind who had manipulated the Lin family's downfall. All that remained was his furious and pathetic state, and the weakness and incompetence that he used to hate the most.

Lin Zhao pointed a wisp of spiritual energy, and Youyuan coughed up another mouthful of blood, no longer having the strength to speak.

"Quiet down, lead the way."

The Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable took a deep breath, "Give Lord Youyuan back to me first."

Lin Zhao used his spiritual energy to drag Youyuan along, then shook his head: "I will not release them until I see my mother." The Cloud Peak Immortal's expression changed drastically.

At this moment, what else could Lin Zhao not understand?
Her eyes suddenly filled with killing intent. She turned around and the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword shattered Youyuan's body and soul into nothingness. Then, she lifted up the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable with one hand, shouting, "Where is my mother?!"

The Immortal Venerable of the Cloud Peak moved his lips, meeting the cold glint in his former disciple's eyes. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and gripped the slender sword tightly in his hand: "Back then, we took her with us intending to go to the Ancestral Dragon Continent to force your two brothers out, but who knew your mother would commit suicide on the way..."

Lin Zhao's hand, which was holding his, trembled as she asked, "And then? Where is my mother?!"

"The Demon Lord of the Demon Realm took her away. She should be in the Demon Realm, but we don't know where she is, or whether she is alive or dead."

Lin Zhao threw him to the ground, "You madman."

The Cloud Peak Immortal was thrown so hard that a large crater appeared in his body, and his entire body was covered in shattered wounds caused by the overwhelming pressure of spiritual energy.

These numerous tiny wounds and the pain emanating from every part of his body served as a constant reminder of the suffering the girl before him had endured years ago.

Only at this moment did the madness in his eyes subside slightly.

But it was only for a moment.

He slowly climbed out of the pit and murmured to his former disciples, "I will not regret it... I lost to Ice Phoenix because of Phoenix Luck. I was clearly stronger than her in terms of talent and strength... but I just didn't have Phoenix Luck. You people don't understand anything. You don't understand anything, so how can you understand what I did?"

He was not wrong. Back then, the Lin family couldn't protect Lin Zhao's Phoenix Luck. Ji Wantang's journey to the Ancestral Phoenix Continent proved that Phoenix Luck is the master of everything. It represents the protection of fate. How could it not represent everything?

Therefore, it's not wrong for him to favor Chen Luoluo, who has more good fortune.

Without the Phoenix Luck, isn't Lin Zhao just like him back then? Without the Phoenix Luck, he was forced to withdraw from the sect competition, and in the end, the sect was gone, leaving him only to become an elder of a faction on the Heavenly Phoenix Continent.

He and Lin Zhao were both losers. He just made Lin Zhao see reality early on. What's wrong with that?

It was Lin Zhao who was stubborn and refused to see the truth; it was Lin Zhao who insisted on a victory that did not belong to her!
He had already given Lin Zhao a chance to come back back then...

“You understand nothing.” The Cloud Peak Immortal gripped the slender sword in his hand, his gaze becoming unfocused, leaving only one sentence: “You understand nothing.”

Lin Zhao walked towards him: "Yes, you understand everything, so even though you clearly realize that you can no longer use the Thousand Spirits Sword Technique, and you know that everything has reached an irreversible point, you still go on like this."

Before Lin Zhao drew her sword, the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable plunged the white slender sword into his own chest: "I will never regret it. Lin Zhao, you are my disciple, and you will be the next me..."

Lin Zhao leaped up, wielding the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword. In the next moment, countless sword intents rained down, piercing through the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable.

As the Cloud Peak Immortal looked at the white drizzle filling the sky, his dark pupils regained their focus. He raised his hand and used his battered body to catch the drizzle.

—Cloud Peak, watch closely, the Thousand Spirits Sword Technique's most challenging move is the one that tests one's mental fortitude. Repeat after me the sword incantation: This sword is like a mountain, this square is like a peak, mountains cannot be traversed, neither is east nor west. Sever a thousand thoughts, my heart burns brightly. The brilliance is hard to conceal, a thousand mechanisms are hard to stop, my way is without evil, a thousand spirits fall.

—This sword is like a mountain, this square like a peak; mountains are impassable, and neither can reach the other. It cuts through a thousand thoughts, for my heart burns brightly. Its brilliance is hard to conceal, its myriad mechanisms hard to stop; my path is without evil, and a thousand spirits fall.

He held the broken raindrops in his hands, as if he saw his former sword intent, and laughed loudly: "My path is without evil, a thousand spirits fall. Having entered the Thousand Spirit Cold Mountain Path, why should I suffer the phoenix's fate to imprison me in all directions?"

The soul of the Cloud Peak Immortal Venerable has completely dissipated.