His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

In that brief moment of distraction, a dark blue light swept past him, severing several strands of his hair.

Yun Yihe suddenly turned around and struck out with his palm. The spiritual mist transformed into a monstrous wave that swept across the entire area.

The smoke and dust cleared, but there was no one there.

"Here."

A cold voice came from behind him.

Yun Yihe turned around and saw Mo Sangyu standing three zhang away, surrounded by a faint blue light, his expression cold.

"He's got something."

The astonishment in his eyes had turned into admiration: "However, it's far from enough to kill me."

As he spoke, he instantly teleported, transforming into a streak of light and approaching.

The blue bricks beneath their feet were shattered by the invisible force of the energy.

He raised his hand and waved it, causing countless blood-red chains to surge from his palm. Spatial rifts flowed along the chains, which slithered towards Mo Sangyu like venomous snakes.

Wherever it passed, the ground was torn open, leaving deep, dark ravines.

Mo Sangyu lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure disappeared again, like a fish swimming through the gaps in the chains.

She conjured a layer of golden protection, which was the Golden Body Technique that she was not yet fully proficient in.

The chains crashed down with a deafening roar, their golden light rippling outwards, each impact sending shivers down her spine.

No.

She cannot get hurt, or she will implicate Feng Xingyu.

Give it your all.

She formed a hand seal, and a dark vortex appeared in her palm. With a soft shout, "Draw a prison on the ground," she used her spiritual power to conjure up an independent spatial prototype, attempting to trap the source of the chains within it.

No matter what.

The first transformation was clearly not mature enough.

It also consumes a great deal of spiritual energy.

"Little Fish, you actually want to trap me to death?"

Yun Yihe saw through Mo Sangyu's intentions, his tone revealing a hint of sadness, but his actions were ruthless.

A flash of blood-red light appeared in his palm as he easily tore apart the spatial vortex that Mo Sangyu had just formed.

The vortex exploded with a deafening roar, and the shockwave surged and swept around the two of them.

Several surrounding palaces and pavilions were blown away, and huge beams and pillars broke and collapsed like withered branches, with dust filling the sky and blocking out the sun.

Those clansmen who didn't have time to escape watched in disbelief as the two figures crossed paths amidst the ruins.

Is that a sound a human could make?

The Venerable One is one thing, but the other figure is the woman the Venerable One brought from the Nine Provinces Continent?

Good heavens, how is this possible!

Those who originally wanted to rush in to help, seeing this scene... decided to give up and not go to their deaths.

Mo Sangyu was thrown backward by the blast wave, her skirt torn, and a tear in the fabric on her shoulder, from which blood seeped.

Damn it, we really can't beat them!

She was afraid to get hurt, and was ultimately a bit timid; otherwise, if she had gone all out and fought him, he wouldn't have gotten away with it.

Mo Sangyu stared intently at Yun Yihe, her eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

The invisibility spell was activated again, and she completely disappeared into the smoke and dust, leaving only a faint wisp of spiritual energy fluctuation.

Yun Yihe's body shone with a bright crimson light. His gaze swept across the entire ruins, and he even managed to catch through the smoke and dust the barely perceptible spatial ripples that appeared when she was invisible.

He flashed and instantly teleported to Mo Sangyu's original position, whereupon the crimson giant fist that had condensed in his palm slammed down.

The ground immediately collapsed, creating a huge crater several meters deep, with debris flying everywhere and the dust thickening.

"hide?"

Yun Yihe said mockingly, "Little fish, let's see how long you can hide."

The power of space around him surged wildly, and countless spatial blades poured down like a torrential rain, each one precisely locking down the area where she might be hiding.

The mountain rocks collapsed, the ground was cut into a dense pattern, and the area around the front hall is now just ruins.

Flames rose from the ruins, illuminating half the sky.

Mo Sangyu moved nimbly through the smoke and dust, quickly conjuring up various defensive elements to shield her from any stray blades.

With each parry, the spiritual energy within the body rapidly dissipates.

Waves of dizziness washed over her, but she endured them, calmly searching for Yun Yihe's weaknesses.

She knew in her heart that this was a war of attrition.

Yun Yihe's special ability is supported by abundant spiritual energy, making it profound and enduring, while she cannot afford to waste it.

I've never been this pathetic in both my lifetimes combined.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the two figures became clearly visible amidst the chaos.

Mo Sangyu's breathing became slightly rapid, her face paled, and the eerie blue light emanating from her body dimmed considerably.

Yun Yihe remained calm, his robes fluttering, his blood-red eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"After playing for so long..."

He approached slowly, each step causing ripples in the ground: "You still haven't harmed me in the slightest, Little Fish. Show me everything you have to offer!"

Mo Sangyu raised her hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of her lips, her fingers brushing against the tattered hem of her skirt, her eyes calm and undisturbed.

She did not answer, and her figure disappeared again.

This time, she no longer dodged, but instead channeled all her spiritual energy into her feet, shooting straight at Yun Yihe like a streak of light.

Yun Yihe's lips curled into a wicked smile, and a blood-red longsword surged from his palm, its blade wrapped with spatial rifts, as he faced the invisible figure.

boom! ! !

The blood-red longsword collided violently with the invisible spiritual energy blade.

At the center of their clash, space violently distorted, forming a massive vortex.

The vortex spun wildly, swallowing and crushing the remaining houses and broken pillars.

Debris flew everywhere, like a destructive storm.

Mo Sangyu felt a tremendous force surging up from the tip of the blade, causing his internal organs to churn violently.

The consumption of spiritual energy has skyrocketed, and it is almost exhausted.

She suppressed the metallic taste in her throat, but the impact was immediately apparent, causing her to stagger backward as the ground beneath her feet collapsed.

Yun Yihe was also knocked back two steps, and the blue bricks beneath his feet shattered into dust.

He looked at Mo Sangyu, a hint of surprise flashing in his blood-red eyes: "You actually managed to withstand my attack?"

She thought that under his all-out offensive, she would finally collapse.

But at this moment, she not only caught it, but also maintained a delicate balance.

Yun Yihe's admiration turned into near-obsession, while at the same time, a deep sense of apprehension also arose.

Although he admired strength, her heart did not belong to him.

"Little Fish".

Yun Yihe sincerely advised, "Don't struggle, you can't kill me."

Mo Sangyu breathed slightly, but her gaze grew increasingly cold.

Forget about killing him, you can't even hurt him.

All in vain.

The current situation appears to be a draw, but it is actually a result of her using her spiritual power to force the situation to a standstill.

Yun Yihe was only slightly shaken; he was far from being overwhelmed.

If this stalemate continues, it won't be long before she runs out of spiritual energy and is at the mercy of others.

She took a deep breath, her spiritual energy surged again, and the dark blue light shone brightly once more. Her invisibility spell completely enveloped her, and she disappeared in an instant.

Leaving only a faint trace of its presence, it quietly approached Yun Yihe from behind.

Yun Yihe immediately deployed his spatial power to lock onto that wisp of aura.

This time, however, Mo Sangyu's figure became even more elusive, and his use of invisibility techniques became even more exquisite, constantly shuttling through the gaps in the spatial ripples.

"Go to hell!"

The whisper came from the hiding place.

She gathered all her remaining strength in her palm, and her spiritual power condensed into an invisible long blade, which, with the force of breaking through the wind, pierced straight into Yun Yihe's back.

This attack exhausted her last bit of spiritual power.

Yun Yihe seemed to have anticipated this, and his figure suddenly shifted, narrowly avoiding the killing move.

The long blade pierced the boulder behind him, and the boulder instantly shattered into dust.

He turned around, his blood-red eyes fixed on her, his smile tinged with frost: "Little Fish, knowing you can't kill me, why do you still fight so desperately? Do you really want me dead?"

"I'll make you feel pain, that's fine too."

Mo Sangyu's figure materialized, and he landed slowly, the long blade in his palm gradually dissipating.

She looked at Yun Yihe with a calm expression, but her mind was racing.

That last strike was her limit.

At this moment, she could no longer use any moves.

Yun Yihe, however, remained completely at ease.

On the surface, the battle appeared to be evenly matched, but in reality, she had already been defeated.

If this drags on any longer, both she and Feng Xingyu will die.

She had no other choice.

"Yun Yihe".

Mo Sangyu finally spoke, a resolute glint in her eyes: "Goodbye."

A sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in Yun Yihe's heart.

She was clearly at her limit, so why was she still so calm and composed?

He found out very quickly.

Mo Sangyu's final trump card was to destroy everything in the process.

……

Southwest mountain valley of Yunzhong City.

When Yun Jin and Yun Xian'er led Feng Xingyu out of Cloud City, they immediately hid in a naturally formed cave.

The entrance to the cave was covered by vines, and the inside was dark and damp, barely enough for three or four people to hide in.

Feng Xingyu leaned against the rock wall, his face somewhat pale.

Although the wounds on his body had been treated simply, the journey had caused several more to reopen, and the seeping blood had soaked through his robes.

Originally, after rescuing Yun Xian'er from the forbidden area, Yun Jin wanted him to recuperate before coming back, but he simply couldn't wait.

So much time has passed, and he still can't put his mind at ease until he sees Ayu safe and sound with his own eyes.

Yun Jin couldn't dissuade him.

Yun Xian'er has been trapped for many years and needs to return to Cangxuan Realm as soon as possible. She needs a place with abundant spiritual energy to nourish her almost depleted supernatural abilities.

That's why they risked coming back.

Unexpectedly, they were discovered by Yun Yao and the others as soon as they entered Cloud City, so Yun Jin had no choice but to lead them to hide in this cave.

But this place can only be hidden for a while.

Yun Xian'er squatted at the cave entrance, listening intently to the sounds outside.

Her purple eyes gleamed with a cold, eerie light in the darkness, and her folded wings were pressed tightly against her back, concealing all traces of her presence.

"Someone's coming," she said in a low voice.

Yun Jin's expression changed, and he slowly reached the other side of the cave entrance, holding his breath.

This place was his secret base when he was a child, and only his older brother Yunfeng knew about it.

I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

There were sounds of hurried footsteps and low conversations coming from outside.

"Search! The Lord has ordered that we do everything in our power to capture and kill that outsider."

"I want to see him alive or dead."

"Have you searched the area in the valley?"

"Not yet, let's go."

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Yun Jin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Feng Xingyu.

"They'll find this place soon," he said. "You need to be prepared."

Feng Xingyu remained silent.

He simply closed his eyes, leaning against the rock wall, as if sensing something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a bright light flashing in his dark red pupils: "She's there!"

He finally sensed Ayu!

Yun Jin naturally knew who he was referring to, and Yun Xian'er asked, "Who?"

Feng Xingyu did not answer.

He leaned against the rock wall to stand up, staggered a bit, and steadied himself by holding onto the cave wall: "I'm going to find her."

Yun Jin panicked and grabbed him, saying, "Going out now is just suicide..."

Feng Xingyu looked at him, and that one glance made Yun Jin's words catch in his throat.

Those dark red eyes, like red-hot branding irons, were filled with urgency, like those of a completely mad, obsessive person.

"She's waiting for me," Feng Xingyu repeated. "She's waiting for me! I must see her immediately!"

That madman.

Yun Jin truly thought he had gone mad.

Going out now would be like an egg hitting a rock.

But he also knew he couldn't stop it.

Feng Xingyu broke free from Yun Jin's hand and strode towards the cave entrance.

Yun Jin and Yun Xian'er exchanged a glance, sighed simultaneously, and followed.

Just as I stepped out of the cave, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from behind me.

Feng Xingyu turned to the side, his sword energy like a rainbow, and with one strike he severed the chain that was shooting towards him.

The chain broke in two and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Dozens of figures rushed out from all around.

Yunfeng stood at the forefront, followed by more than a dozen Qingtong clansmen, each accompanied by a black puppet.

Yun Yao hovered in mid-air, his gaze falling on Yun Xian'er at the cave entrance, a barely perceptible complex emotion flashing deep in his purple eyes.

There is guilt, alienation, and the helplessness of opposing positions.

But Yun Xian'er only glanced back coldly, her wings slightly spread, her whole body exuding a chilling aura, showing no trace of past affection, as if the person in front of her was just a stranger and an enemy.

In the shadows, countless invisible presences roamed.

Yun Chen and his hidden clan subordinates had completely surrounded the area.

"Cloud Ashes!"

Yun Feng's gaze fell on Yun Jin, and he sternly rebuked him: "Come here right now, obediently come back with me to apologize to the Lord, and perhaps your life can be spared."

Yun Jin supported Yun Xian'er and stood motionless beside Feng Xingyu.

He looked at his older brother, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

"good!"

Yunfeng was so angry that he trembled all over and raised his hand to summon a pitch-black puppet.

The puppet, its body wrapped in poisoned spiritual threads, crashed down towards Yun Jin.

"Since you remain stubbornly unrepentant, don't blame me for disregarding our brotherly bond."

Instead of retreating, Yun Jin advanced, summoning a golden-armored puppet to meet him.

The two puppets collided violently in the center of the open space, the sound of metal and stone exploding was deafening.

Amidst the swirling mist, the two brothers found themselves facing off as enemies.

"No need for words, kill."

At Yun Yao's command, Yun Chen, who was hiding in the shadows, moved instantly.

He remained hidden in the shadows, leaving no trace, only an unstoppable killing intent piercing straight towards Feng Xingyu's heart, so fast that it didn't even leave an afterimage.

Feng Xingyu couldn't see them, so he could only rely on his keen senses to dodge to the side.

The cold, sharp blade grazed his chest, sending a spray of blood flying.

He drew his longsword from his waist with a backhand motion, and the sword roared as it left its sheath.

Pure and boundless true energy surged forth from within his body, transforming into countless sword shadows that swept wildly across the surrounding void.

The sword strikes were as fierce as thunder, forcing the invisible figures to reveal themselves one after another.

Amidst the flashing swords, screams rose and fell.

Several invisible clansmen were pierced through the chest by the sword energy, sent flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground, lifeless.

In a short while, he killed most of the invisible attackers who had come to surround him, and the remaining ones were terrified and dared not approach easily again.

Yun Jin was speechless upon seeing this scene.

How can he be so strong!

Is this even human?

But such a reckless fighting style will likely lead to exhaustion very quickly.

He'd risk his life for Mo Sangyu?!

Yun Chen never expected that even though he was injured like this, he would still have such terrifying fighting power.

However, Yun Chen's invisibility technique was clearly more sophisticated, and his aura was hidden much more deeply.

Feng Xingyu was caught off guard and his shoulder, waist, abdomen, and back were pierced by sharp blades one after another, but all of them avoided vital points.

The wound stained his robes red, and fresh blood dripped down the hem.

Despite the excruciating pain, he didn't even flinch; instead, his grip on the sword became even firmer, and the sword energy grew even more ferocious.

Seeing this, Yun Yao was about to join the battle when she was blocked by a figure.

"Let me give you one last piece of advice..."