A life of clearness

Chapter 591 Fight!
It's not that he didn't help, but that the time was not right yet.

"Time and space are broken..." Yuan Lang Daojun whispered with a serious expression.

The expressions of many powerful people changed.

A strange sight appeared between heaven and earth: starting from a certain point in the sky, a large number of black lines quickly emerged and spread, like living things, converging towards the giant sun behind Zi Che Yue, and all this was silent. It was as if the cocoon-like bridge in the sky was eternal.

This starting point is where Rong Qing is.

The tall and slender figure of the black-clothed female cultivator slowly appeared in front of the cultivators, with countless black lines surrounding her body. The moment she was locked, the time-space rupture was triggered.

The expressions of the powerful ones changed. They were not afraid of the rupture of time and space, but they were afraid of the gods who could cause the rupture of time and space.

Only the ninth level of transformation of the spirit can achieve this level. Once Rong Qing breaks through to the ultimate level, won’t he be able to become a Taoist master directly?

The high-ranking officials of the Buddha Realm all had a deep impression of Rong Qing. No matter what the outcome of this battle was, Rong Qing was the target they were vying to recruit.

"You are so brave." Yuan Lang Daojun sighed in his heart, "Even Cheng'er doesn't dare to use it openly, but you revealed your trump card before the sequence battle."

The time-space rupture destroyed the Prison Ox Formation while following the cause-and-effect connection to track down Zi Che Yue. The speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of time and space.

Zi Che Yue, no time to hide!

Zi Cheyue's eyes, like cold stars, flashed a fierce look.

Then don’t hide!

The majestic sun suddenly collapsed, turning into darkness that absorbed endless light. The black line created by the rupture of space-time also became extremely unstable when it encountered the collapse of space-time.

Rong Qing carefully observed every change in Zi Che Yue's body.

The instability of time and space poses a great threat to Zi Cheyue's safety. But Rong Qing believes that since the other party dares to use this trick, he must have a way to protect himself.

The extremely turbulent space and time behind Zi Che Yue slowly condensed, forming a huge human-shaped shadow.

It looks like a human, but it’s not a human.

The four pairs of arms are like the eight limbs of a spider, and each hand is tightly holding a weapon of a different shape.

"Invite the gods to possess me." Han Xing's eyes became narrow and long, turning into scarlet. "The first god, bury the ancient and modern."

Suddenly, the black hair that grew to her ankles started flying. Zi Che Yue raised her arm and chopped vertically. The spirit she summoned moved as her heart desired, waving the long mace in her hand and breaking through all the current time and space.

The black-clad female cultivator still appeared quite calm. Only she knew that she had already exerted her delayed will to the extreme, but the long mace in front of her was still incredibly fast.

Rong Qing still had to hide, to avoid that extreme distance. In that moment of life and death, the time and space rupture was perfectly triggered.

She did it.

A space-time rift burst out at the edge of the mace, and at the same time, her left arm burned and turned into ashes in an instant.

"It's not an active space-time rupture?" Zi Cheyue looked like she was mad, but in fact she was still very calm. She sneered in her heart: "If that's the case, it's easy to deal with."

If he triggers a time-space rupture once, he will lose an arm. If he does it a few more times, won't Yu Rong be dead? !

The Prison Ox Formation is ultimately a dead object, and the "god" summoned by the God-Summoning Formation is an ancient powerful being with some intelligence. Its power far exceeds that of the Prison Ox Formation. Even if Yu Rong wants to hide, he will have to pay a price.

"The fourth god, the underworld."

Zi Che Yue raised his left arm, and the shadow behind him also raised the long sword in his hand.

Holding a knife in his left hand and a mace in his right hand, Che Yue cut through the space and time with absolutely powerful force.

The faint black line quickly solidified in the eyes of the cultivators.

Again, time and space are broken.

Zi Che Yue's face was pale. Even though asking the spirit to possess her body put a huge strain on her mind, she was able to use it to perform a killer move that was considered the ceiling of the Nine Transformations of the Spirit.

She couldn't and wasn't willing to be suppressed by Rong Qing's performance, so she would rather reveal her cards to prove that she could also use this method.

The next step was to make a quick decision. Rong Qing also thought so.

The black line triggered by the loss of an arm seemed to have intelligence and suddenly blocked in front of Rong Qing and lashed at the new black line, cutting it off and destroying it in an instant.

What?! Zi Cheyue's scarlet pupils shrank suddenly.

But it's not over yet.

The black line suddenly stretched straight, transcending the limitations of time and space and piercing Zi Che Yue's heart.

At the same time, a heart-wrenching hole appeared in the chest of the huge human-shaped shadow behind her.

One end of the black line was cruel and ruthless, but the other end was soft and tied into a loose knot on the little finger of Rong Qing's raised right hand.

"I won't hurt your soul," the black-clothed female cultivator asked calmly, "Do you want to admit defeat?"

Zi Che Yue was like a pitiful kite that was about to fall, but the other end of her fate was in Rong Qing's hands.

Eight arms fell down one after another, and the power of "God" was constantly draining from her body. Zi Cheyue didn't want to admit defeat, but she didn't have the Dao rhyme of resurrection or a physique similar to a domineering body.

If we continue to fight, it might damage our foundation.

"Friend Yu is very capable." Someone made the decision for Zi Cheyue, "Zi Che lost this battle."

The gentle force irresistibly embraced Zi Che Yue's body. Rong Qing took back her white hair and allowed Su Daozun to take Zi Che Yue back for treatment.

The remaining space-time rifts continued to disappear under the powerful self-healing ability of space-time. Even the broken left arm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye after Rong Qing performed the Flower-Appearing Dao Rhythm.

Only Zi Cheyue's condition was not good. Even though Rong Qing had left a chance and did not let the time-space rupture really affect her, how could her body withstand the backlash of the inherited secret technique? However, after careful observation, Rong Qing discovered something special: no matter how bad her injuries got, there was a force deep in her body that kept her alive and saved Zi Cheyue from dying.

Was it because of the protective treasure? Or was it because of her other mysterious title inheritance?

Countless elixirs were sent into Zi Che Yue's body, and even Yuan Lang Daojun went to help her stabilize her injuries.

About half an hour later, Zi Cheyue's condition finally stabilized. The Taoist Ran Su, who had freed his hands, looked at Rong Qing, and his voice resounded through the Forest of All Dharma Steles: "My friend, you are so lucky at such a young age to possess the magical weapon of the Dao of Karma. I am not very knowledgeable and have never heard of it before.

The Causal Divine Weapon is as rare as a rare item, and its status is comparable to that of a treasure like the Mountain and River State Map. It is a match made in heaven for a genius like my friend who is unparalleled in the world."

Hearing this, Rong Qing bowed to Taoist Master Ran Su and said, "Thank you for your praise, Taoist Master."

The courtesy is so thoughtful that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

However, Su Daozun's expression did not become ugly as most people thought. Instead, he smiled slightly.

"How can this be an exaggeration? You deserve this evaluation. Zi Che lost because she was not as skilled as others. I just wonder if you would dare to accept the challenge from the other princes or save your strength for the sequence battle?"

Rong Qing also smiled, and her smile even grew wider.

She looked around at the cultivators present. The Dao Lords and Dao Masters who were usually high and mighty and rarely seen were actually present at the same time. It was only now that Rong Qing had time to observe them.

For example, Yuan Lang Daojun and Ran Su Daozun both showed their true faces, while some who did not want to show their faces were very blurry in Rong Qing's eyes, and even if she saw the other person's face, she would forget it in an instant.

They were all waiting for Rong Qing's answer.

Beside the several powerful men, there stood several ninth-level incarnations of the spirit realm, both men and women, with incredibly powerful pressure. They should be the princes of the Zunjie realm who arrived during the battle between Rong Qing and Zi Che Yue.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the passage again. He was extremely tall, full of vigor and momentum, and did not give in at all.

Tyrant, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin.

Rong Qing's gaze met his eyes, which were as light as wolf's.

Both of them were eager to fight.

"Why not!" Rong Qing turned her head to look at Yuan Cheng who was carrying the blood sword, laughed loudly and said: "As long as a cultivator of the same level invites me to fight, I, Yu Rong, will not refuse!"

(End of this chapter)