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Chapter 226 The Moon Wheel Cleanses and Ushers in a New Chapter, The Ice Soul Imprisons the Demon and Breaks the Limits [Two-in-One]

The turbulent energy flow from the shattered crystal bubble forms the eye of a storm created by the combined efforts of five Nascent Soul monsters.

It is precisely at the point where energy converges, the most violent point.

But then, Bai Jue appeared right there.

Her appearance was like a bowl of ice water poured into a boiling pot, instantly calming the turmoil.

Bai Jue's entrance surprised not only the Skin Thief.

Even the people inside the crystal bubble were terrified and their scalps tingled.

Those present, regardless of whether they originally belonged to the immortal path or the demonic path, were mostly from major sects.

How could anyone not recognize that Bai Jue did not use ordinary teleportation when he appeared?

Instead, it's the [Void Walking] technique that most Nascent Soul cultivators use.

Although they appear similar, they are fundamentally different.

Teleportation spells are often susceptible to interference; strong energy and spatial fluctuations can affect their execution.

This is a drawback, but it is also a form of protection for cultivators.

Take Bai Jue for example. If she used a normal teleportation spell, there would be absolutely no way she could pinpoint her location to the center of those five Nascent Soul monsters.

The reason is simple: regardless of the magical fluctuations they emit, the aftershocks of their attacks alone are enough to completely erase the teleportation anchor point, making it impossible to teleport in.

The spell 【Void Walk】 is quite special, as it almost completely ignores spatial constraints.

In other words, no matter how strong the energy or spatial fluctuations are, cultivators can use [Void Walking] to enter or leave.

But almost no one does that, because it's practically tantamount to suicide.

【Voidwalking】is simply ignoring these things, not being unaffected by them.

At best, one might lose their bearings and fall into the attack range; at worst, they might be severely injured by the distorted and disruptive spatial forces, or even die from having their body torn apart.

Those who dare to do this are either masters of spatial manipulation or monsters with unparalleled physical strength.

Looking at the charming and delicate Bai Jue, everyone was momentarily unsure of what kind of being she truly was.

This was the first time Tang Hao had ever seen such a formidable Sister Jue. He knew Bai Jue was strong, but he hadn't expected her to be this strong.

The only one who remained relatively calm at the scene was Feng Mingyang.

Then, under the horrified gazes of both sides...

There was no earth-shattering noise, only the faint image of a bright, round moon flashed past her.

In an instant, the power of extreme cold and pure moonlight seemed to freeze time and space.

The five ferocious, roaring Nascent Soul monsters maintained their most ferocious attack stance.

From the tips of its claws to its twisted torso, a layer of crystal-clear frost, shimmering with moonlight, instantly covered it.

The space seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately, Bai Jue raised her delicate hand, as gracefully as if she were plucking flowers and picking the moon.

A dazzling silver-white moonlight streak shot out from her fingertips.

It didn't aim directly at any target, but rather drew a perfect arc in front of her.

The moment the arc unfolded, it split into countless forms, transforming into a surging, roaring torrent of silvery-white silk.

This torrent was not unidirectional; rather, it was like a living, divinely punished silver serpent, carrying the chilling power to freeze souls and the holy purity to cleanse all filth, surging and spreading in all directions.

The first to be affected were the five frozen Nascent Soul monsters.

"Crack! Click!"

The crisp cracking sound continued incessantly.

The Nascent Soul monster's filthy bone armor and tough flesh, hard enough to withstand even magical treasures, were washed away by the moonlight stream containing the terrifying divine consciousness and will of a Nascent Soul level being washed away.

It melts and crumbles as quickly as snow melting in spring.

The dark black filth and broken organ fragments were frozen into ice crystals, which were then instantly evaporated into wisps of black smoke by the purifying power contained in the ribbon.

But this is just the beginning.

The silvery-white torrent flowed relentlessly, like an invisible tsunami sweeping across the depression occupied by the Skin Thieves.

Those low-level [Skin Thieves] at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages who had been previously blocked by the crystal wall, densely packed outside the crystal wall, and fearlessly rushed forward.

Beneath this indiscriminately covered Moonlight Waterfall, it's like remnant snow thrown into a furnace.

"laugh--!!!"

A continuous series of sounds of annihilation echoed.

Countless ugly black shadows twisted and struggled in this silvery-white light.

Their filthy bodies, like cheap candles being lit, quickly melted and collapsed, eventually turning into pools of pus that rapidly vaporized while emitting black smoke.

The air temperature plummeted, and the filthy swamp on the ground instantly froze into a pristine white ice field. Then, a purifying light emanated from the ice, dispelling all the filth!
The remaining thirty-three Nascent Soul monsters roared with anger and fear.

They sensed an unprecedented threat, their symbiotic consciousness raging, and they decided to devour this deadly threat completely, regardless of the consequences.

Several hunched old men with skin like ancient tree roots, a bloated giant exuding a putrid aura, and a deformed monster covered in pustules and tentacles... all simultaneously unleashed terrifying fluctuations of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm.

A jet-black energy beam, mixed with corrosive poisonous mist, a life-sucking net of tentacles, and twisted claws that tore through space, bombarded Bai Jue's tiny figure like a dark blot out the sky.

Gravity in this area is distorted, and space resembles shattered glass, interwoven into a desolate realm of death.

The woman at the eye of the storm had her brows slightly furrowed, but her eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

"Clang!"

A jade moon disc appeared out of nowhere, swirling around her and suddenly shining brightly, emitting a clear and melodious hum.

The moon instantly split apart!

It's not that the number has increased, but rather that they leave behind elusive silver afterimages as they rotate at high speed.

These trajectories intertwined and connected instantly, forming an impenetrable, moonlit, absolute defensive light barrier within a ten-foot radius around her—[Moonfall].

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The deafening explosion nearly ripped the entire earth apart.

The combined attack of dozens of Nascent Soul monsters slammed into the [Moonfall] light barrier, unleashing a shockwave powerful enough to destroy the city.

A torrent of foul energy violently crashed against the silver light barrier.

The light barrier trembled violently, spewing out blinding sparks of energy, as if it might shatter at any moment.

The frozen white ice field on the ground instantly vaporized and evaporated, revealing the filthy black mud below, which then turned into scorched earth under the high temperature.

Bai Jue, inside the light barrier, had her long hair dancing wildly in the aftershocks of energy, her clothes fluttering in the wind, yet she remained unmoved.

Her hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals. With each change of hand seal, her divine sense drew the moonlight from the sky and poured it into the moon.

Under intense pressure, [Moonfall] not only did not shatter, but its radiance became even more solid and dazzling.

Just as the monsters' attacks reached their peak, in the instant that the old forces had dissipated and the new forces had not yet been generated.

[Moon Approaches] The light barrier suddenly contracted inward, then erupted and rebounded outwards with unimaginable ferocity.

"return!"

The violent counterattack energy fused with Bai Jue's own lunar energy, as well as some of the rebounded foul energy.

A visible silver shockwave formed and suddenly exploded in all directions. Several Nascent Soul monsters that were nearby were caught off guard and were hit hard by the sudden shockwave.

The hard protective bone armor shattered like rotten wood, and the huge body was sent flying far away, spitting out thick black blood.

Although not fatal, it had broken bones and tendons, and the foul aura fluctuated violently.

And this—is only the beginning of the counterattack.

A cold glint flashed in Bai Jue's eyes, and his figure disappeared from the spot once again.

Walking in the Void

The next time it appeared, it was already above the head of a giant, ten-zhang-tall, pus-filled monster that was already dizzy from the shock.

Her jade-like feet lightly touched the ground, and lotus flowers bloomed beneath them.

A huge, phantom moon rose and enlarged behind her, as if bringing the moon palace from the sky to the ground.

The moon wheel rotated and cut, its edges flowing with a chilling light that froze the void—[The Edge of the Moon]!
The enormous phantom of the moon fell mercilessly, like a guillotine of divine punishment.

"Tear-!"

The giant pustule let out an extremely shrill howl.

Its thick defensive scales, formed from filthy energy, along with its robust arm, were cleanly torn and severed by the cold light from the edge of the moon, as if a hot knife were cutting through butter.

The cut was covered with a thick layer of frost, and no blood was flowing out.

Similarly, the black substance wriggling deep within the wound was also frozen.

It wasn't killed in one blow; the monstrous creature's filthy vitality was extremely tenacious.

But its massive body swayed, almost losing its balance, and its aura plummeted, completely losing its ability to fight.

Bai Jue's figure flickered, as if he were in an empty place.

Each "Void Walk" is accompanied by a precise strike from the Moonlit Blade or a slicing motion from the Moon Wheel.

The bolt of silk, like a silver chain, pierces through the skull or tears limbs apart.

The moon is like a pair of divine scissors, capable of cutting through vital points or severing the root cause.

She was like a moon dancer traversing a filthy hell, her movements fluid and graceful.

Each attack carries an irresistible purifying power, and each appearance brings devastating damage and freezing.

The ferocious attacks of those Nascent Soul monsters were like clumsy giants trying to capture a silver lightning bolt in the face of her speed and absolute defense.

Their attacks were either deflected by the Moon Wheel, absorbed and reflected by the [Moonfall] light barrier, or easily dodged by Bai Jue with his exquisite [Void Walk] at the last second.

The absolute dominance resulting from the combination of speed and power was displayed to the fullest extent.

The number of surviving Nascent Soul monsters in the arena has dwindled sharply, and each one is wounded, with their frozen or shattered parts constantly consuming their tainted essence.

The intense chilling aura intertwined with the cleansing and purifying power of the moonlight, forming a strange battlefield.

The remaining low-level [Skin Thieves] in the vicinity had long since vanished in the previous unparalleled torrent of lightning.

The others were driven away by the symbiotic consciousness and fled to other areas of Windcaller City.

Finally, after several more fierce monsters that had charged ahead had their limbs severed by the Moon Wheel or their vital organs pierced and cores frozen by the Ribbon, the symbiotic consciousness felt a profound fear and immense loss.

The remaining twenty-odd Nascent Soul monsters began to shrink and retreat, their filthy fluctuations revealing a strong intention to withdraw.

Bai Jue hovered in mid-air, his breathing still steady and long.

Looking down at the nineteen Nascent Soul monsters who remained below, either frozen in place or severely injured and unable to move, she waved her slender hand.

Countless chains of moonlight, imbued with frost, climbed and covered the Nascent Soul monster, then suddenly tightened.

A thicker, more icy cage, shimmering with complex moonlight runes, appeared out of thin air, imprisoning them in place and completely freezing and locking away even the flow of impure energy.

Followed by.

The enormous phantom of the moon behind Bai Jue spread out, casting a soft moonlight that enveloped all twenty-odd Nascent Soul monsters, including the five initially frozen and the nineteen newly sealed, who had lost their fighting ability.

A powerful spatial fluctuation emerged, the moonlight contracted, and the twenty-odd enormous "ice sculptures" flickered illusoryly in place before disappearing abruptly along with Bai Jue's figure.

Only a mess was left behind.

The ground was covered with the filth and debris left after the purification process, and the mottled earth marked with signs of freezing and burning.

A biting chill and the lingering moonlight filled the air, and the area around the depression fell into a deathly silence.

Only behind the thin layer of energy, inside the crystal bubble that had been restored to its original state, were the faces of those who were utterly shocked, filled with deep awe and a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe.

A moment later, Tang Hao came to his senses.

Compared to the others, he was more deeply shocked by the experience from both perspectives.

'Is this the strength of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, who is infinitely close to a Divine Transformation True Monarch?' He shook his head inwardly.

To be honest, Tang Hao felt that Bai Jue's abilities were somewhat beyond what was expected.

Fighting against thirty-eight enemies and capturing twenty-four, that's an incredible feat!

He clicked his tongue and ordered the Nightmare Attendants and Nightmare Soldiers together: "Withdraw from the Nightmare Kingdom!"

"I will obey the decree of my Lord!"

Jiuyao took the lead in agreeing and led the Nightmare Spirit soldiers to retreat into the rift passage.

The group of Nightmare Servants responded in unison and followed inside without daring to say another word.

Only Feng Bohan and Ji Liang, who remained at the back, looked around and couldn't help but exchange a glance.

Where did Senior Feng Mingyang go?

The man and his horse were eager to ask their master questions, but Tang Hao was gazing thoughtfully in the direction of the Holy Spring, so they dared not disturb him.

In the end, without asking any questions, he stepped into the passage and left on his own.

When they went in, they were still communicating through their mental link: "The Lord has held on until now for Senior Feng. He must have moved him away without anyone noticing."

After all his subordinates left, Tang Hao waved his hand, and the crystal bubble compressed and shrank, turning into a crystal ball that landed in his hand.

Then, he stepped into the passage, and the crack disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a magical flying boat high in the sky was rapidly leaving the vicinity of Hufeng City.

Just as the man and the horse had imagined.

Just as Bai Jue nearly beat the brains out of those thirty-eight "skin thieves" pigs.

Feng Mingyang has been quietly transferred to the Spirit Treasure Flying Boat.

Tang Hao withdrew his gaze from the direction of the Holy Spring.

Just now, under the last wave of moonlight from Bai Jue, the gloomy fluctuations in the holy spring seemed to freeze slightly.

In other words, the true nemesis of the Skin Thief might be the power of purification?

Moonlight is also a power leaning towards the Yin attribute, yet it had a suppressive effect on the [Skin Thief] during Bai Jue's battle, forcing Tang Hao to adjust his previous speculations.

"Little brother, what's next?" Bai Jue smoothed the hair at his temples.

She appeared relaxed and at ease, as if she were someone else who had just gone through a fierce battle.

Tang Hao glanced at her with some surprise, then pondered for a moment.

"Let's test the control range of the [Skin Thief]'s symbiotic consciousness."

(End of this chapter)