Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The celestial ship tore through the last turbid current of the star field, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A huge silver crescent moon floated in the center of the void, its surface shimmering with a liquid-like silvery-white light, turning the surrounding hundreds of miles into a cold white.

Under the moonlight, two figures stood on the rocky outcrop surrounding the barrier, one on the left and one on the right.

The arguing could be heard from afar.

"I told you it was a tactical probe!"

"Was that bald patch on your head also a tactical probe?"

The shockwave from the falling celestial boat completely dispersed the two sounds.

Ao Lin was the first to come forward. The left half of his dragon robe sleeve was empty, and the deep claw marks on his forearm, which revealed the bone, were slowly closing. Dried bloodstains still clung to his cheekbone.

Three zhang away, Yu Luofeng leaned against the floating reef with his arms crossed. Half of his long hair was shorter, and the ends were charred and jagged, clearly indicating that it had been singed and violently torn off.

Jiang Yining leaped off the fairy boat, her purple-gold skirt still unfurled, her gaze already sweeping over the wounds of the two men.

"Who wants to speak first?"

Ao Lin spoke first, pointing his finger directly at Yu Luofeng: "That old ghost attacked first! I kindly shielded him from the rebound of the purification array, and not only did he not appreciate it, he even mocked me!"

"You call falling into a trap a rebound?"

Yu Luofeng chuckled, straightened up from the reef, and swept his cold gaze toward Ao Lin. "I saw it clearly. When you tripped and fell, you howled louder than a trapped beast."

"fart!"

"When your dragon tail lashed across my face, I didn't say anything."

Yu Luofeng tilted his head and casually tucked the shorter section of hair behind his ear. "But the purifying light wave from your tail singed half of my hair. I haven't settled that score with you yet."

"That's because you were standing too close!"

"Did you ask me where I was standing when you swish your tail?"

Jiang Yining stood still, and the air pressure around her visibly decreased.

Both of their voices dropped three notes at the same time.

Ao Lin was the first to fall silent. The hem of his dragon robe was blown up by the wind. He reached out and pressed it down, his eyes flickered, and he added in a low voice, "...In short, it's not my fault."

Yu Luofeng snorted coldly and moved half a step to the side, which was considered as her compromise.

Sanbao poked its head out from Dabao's back, its two eyes, one black and one red, scanning the two big shots back and forth.

"Uncle Long, where are your sleeves?"

Ao Lin froze for a moment.

"quilt……"

"Was it torn off by the ghost uncle?"

Sanbao tilted his head and turned to Yu Luofeng, "Uncle Ghost, why is your hair uneven in length? It looks so ugly."

Yu Luofeng remained expressionless, but his jaw clenched for a moment.

Feng Liuyun leaned against the gangway of the immortal boat and let out an undisguised sneer.

"The two powerful explorers failed to find a way out and ended up crippling themselves."

He waved his folding fan, his peach blossom eyes curving into a beautiful arc. "Sanbao is right, he really is quite ugly."

"Feng Liuyun, don't be so smug!"

Ao Lin and Yu Luofeng spoke in unison.

"Shut up, all of you."

Jiang Yining's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly chilled the surroundings.

Her gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the silver crescent moon floating in front of her.

The semi-saint's divine sense spread out, meticulously covering the surface of the barrier.

After a few breaths, she withdrew her consciousness.

"Nine-Tailed Purification Array, triple nested."

Jiang Yining turned her head and glanced at everyone present. "The outer layer counters the extreme Yin ghost energy, the middle layer counters the bloodline of beasts, and the inner layer is a causal seal constructed from the pure moonlight law."

Yu Luofeng's face darkened.

Ao Lin also fell silent.

The two people's most severely countered attributes were completely blocked by this formation.

"Pure Yang attribute or Chaos Law can break through."

After saying this, Jiang Yining's gaze naturally slid to the left.

Gu Qinghan had already stepped off the fairy boat.

His full head of white hair was almost transparent in the silver moonlight, and his frosty eyes looked even colder in the cold light.

The broken sword lay across his waist, its tassel swaying gently in the night breeze.

"I'll do it."

There are only these two words, without any further explanation.

He walked straight past the crowd and strode toward the barrier.

Jiang Yining's gaze fell on his straight back.

"Your swordsmanship..."

"We can hold on."

Gu Qinghan didn't turn around. His voice came from ahead, "I'll break through the outer layer first. You save your strength to deal with the inside."

Feng Liuyun snapped the folding fan shut, her smile fading considerably.

"Hey, Ice Face, those seven cracks on your face..."

Gu Qinghan did not stop in her tracks.

He walked to a spot three zhang in front of the barrier and stopped.

He slowly gripped the hilt with his right hand, his thumb resting on the guard, and inch by inch pushed the broken sword out of its sheath.

The pure Yang sword intent condensed at the blade, and white light spread from the sword, scorching the surrounding silver moonlight and dimming it slightly.

"break."

A sword slashed down.

The white rainbow sword energy crashed heavily against the outer layer of the barrier.

Silver and white, two completely different lights, burst into a dazzling ball of light at the point of impact.

The violent energy fluctuations shattered all the nearby rocks, and the shockwave forced everyone to take several steps back.

Cracks spread wildly across the surface of the barrier.

The outer barrier shattered instantly, like a huge silver mirror being broken, with countless light fragments falling in all directions.

"It's broken!"

The three treasures clapping.

Before he could finish speaking...

From the cracks in the shattered barrier, a thick stream of silvery moonlight gushed out.

There were no signs whatsoever.

The moonlight, mixed with purifying power powerful enough to scorch the primordial spirit, flowed back through the channel of sword energy, heading straight for Gu Qinghan's face.

Too fast.

Gu Qinghan parried with his sword, the pure Yang true energy on the broken sword colliding head-on with the moonlight.

A dull, loud bang.

The power of purification transformed into countless fine rays, piercing into the body along the sword's blade and heading straight for the already cracked sword core.

Old wounds burst open.

Gu Qinghan groaned, his body thrown more than ten feet away by the backlash. He flipped in mid-air and his feet slammed heavily onto the gravel.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, particularly glaring in the silvery moonlight.

"So cold and desolate!"

Jiang Yining exerts force with her toes.

Gu Qinghan knelt on one knee, his broken sword supporting him on the ground, the tip of which had pierced a deep hole in the rock.

He raised his head, his white hair disheveled, a trickle of blood running down from the corner of his mouth, yet he managed to force a half-smile at Jiang Yining amidst his disheveled state.

"The outer layer... is broken."

As soon as the words were spoken, a faint, tearful voice came from deep within the barrier.

The sound was too faint; it was almost swallowed up by the earlier explosion.

But Jiang Yining heard it clearly.

It's a fox's cry.

It was the soft, babyish cry of a fox, filled with fear and pain.

"Waaah... Mother..."

The sound of Wu Bao crying.

Getting smaller and smaller.

Jiang Yining's eyelids trembled, and the purple-gold light at her fingertips surged.

"It's too late."