Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

With a resounding thud, as the ancient and profound sound of the bell rang out, an ineffable and mysterious rule crashed down.

"This power?"

Cui Xiu's expression finally changed. He tried to forcefully break through the palace's barrier, but found that no matter how he tried, it was to no avail.

Bai Rongling was in an extremely disheveled state. He knelt on one knee, his mask slipping slightly to reveal a stunningly beautiful face, almost divine, flushed with embarrassment.

Fortunately, when her appearance was exposed, Bai Rongling suppressed the surging of her blood and qi and quickly put the mask back on.

"Come out, who's playing tricks here?"

With a furious shout from Cui Xiu, a black tide of light swept across the entire palace.

next moment.

At the center of the hall, on the throne, countless pink dust particles gathered.

The figure of a woman dressed in a flamboyant long gauze dress, with her legs crossed, reclining on the throne, is slowly outlined.

This person is none other than a wisp of the obsessive remnant soul of the ancient ancestor of the Hehuan Sect, the Demon God Lianfei of the Myriad Emotions Path.

Lianfei glanced sideways at the two people on the ground, a smile appearing on her lips.

"After waiting for ten thousand years, I have finally met two extremely unlucky bastards."

"court death!"

Cui Xiu's face darkened with anger. With a thought, he drew his natal sword and thrust it towards Lian Fei's brow.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Lianfei's body, she once again turned into a wisp of pink dust.

Her loud, sarcastic laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, filled the air.

"Little brat, I am but a remnant of your spirit. No matter how powerful your broken metal is, how could it possibly harm a phantom?"

Cui Xiu snorted coldly, slowly retracting his flying sword. His expression was a mix of light and shadow, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

On the other side, Bai Rongling's face, hidden behind her mask, was equally grim.

He cautiously scanned between Cui Xiu and Lian Fei. The woman seated above him was unfathomable, while Cui Xiu beside him was equally powerful enough to crush him completely.

It was only at this moment that Bai Rongling realized that she had underestimated the Dongbao Continent, which was considered extremely barren in the eyes of the Upper Realm.

He would never want to remove his mask and use that damned face curse unless absolutely necessary.

The thought of revealing her true appearance and causing Cui Xiu to develop homosexual tendencies or romantic feelings filled Bai Rongling with extreme nausea.

Being entangled with a man of terrifying strength, the uncontrollable risks are too great.

Cui Xiu didn't care what the bug next to him was thinking. In his eyes, Bai Rongling was just a worthless rotten fish that he could crush at any time, and she couldn't escape his grasp.

However, the lingering resentment of this ancient great being is strange in every way.

He flew all the way here without noticing this palace, which is enough to show that the other party's cultivation is superior to his.

To be precise, it is the original entity that left behind the rules of the grand formation when this hall was built.

Cui Xiu stared coldly at her: "Since you are just a wisp of remnant spirit, what about your true self? You ascended to the mortal realm."

Lianfei tapped the seashell mica sticker on her fingernail and stated calmly, "She's dead."

Dead? Cui Xiu and Bai Rongling were both stunned.

The lifespan of these ancient powerful beings was almost as long as that of heaven and earth. Such terrifying strength, yet they died in this small secret realm. There must have been some earth-shattering battle back then.

Cui Xiu sneered and mocked, "Your true self certainly knows how to choose a good place to be buried."

Lianfei chuckled lightly, showing no anger at being offended.

She slowly rose from the throne, her bare feet treading on the void, and walked step by step toward the two people below.

Her long, crimson dress shimmered, tracing a beautiful arc in the air with each step she took.

Lianfei's gaze fell on Cui Xiu's sleeve.

He laughed and said, "Hiding a young lady in your sleeve is not the kind of thing a chivalrous immortal would do."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Luoning sat down on the ground with a thud.

Cui Xiu's expression froze slightly.

The laws of heaven and earth within his sleeves had failed.

Was it the great formation here that suppressed his cultivation, or did even a wisp of remnant soul possess indescribable power?

At this moment, Yu Luoning was sitting blankly on the white jade bricks of the main hall in a comical posture.

She had been hiding in the Qiankun Space created by Cui Xiu, completely unaware of the situation outside.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at this eerie pink and red hall, and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in an extremely alluring and dazzling manner appeared out of nowhere before them.

Yu Luoning was completely dumbfounded.

Lianfei's gaze fell on Yu Luoning, and her smile deepened.

"Interesting, absolutely hilarious..."

Lianfei turned around and sat back on the throne, her tone languid:

"When Yin and Yang unite, all things are elevated. Now that you have entered my grand formation, there is no reason for you to leave so easily."

Cui Xiu narrowed his eyes, a chilling glint flashing deep within his pupils.

"Old hag, you're nothing but a wretched soul clinging to life, yet you dare to shout at me?"

Lianfei's expression faded, her gaze turning icy: "Little brat, when I roamed the myriad realms, my method of dual cultivation renowned throughout the heavens, you weren't even born yet. Show me some respect."

At this moment, Bai Rongling, who had been silent all along, took a deep breath, her clear and ethereal voice carrying a hint of probing:

"Senior, what should we do to leave this place?"

"If you want to leave, that's easy; once you've seized the opportunity, you can leave."

Lianfei's eyebrows twitched slightly.

After a moment, Bai Rongling spoke up, "Then, Senior, who among the three of us will you choose as your successor?"

A mocking smile appeared on Lianfei's alluring and beautiful face.

Her eyes and brows were full of charm, but there was not a trace of warmth in the depths of her pupils.

"My lineage has a name: the Yin-Yang Creation Technique. This is the most orthodox and fundamental cultivation method in the world. If you want to inherit my mantle, you must follow my methods."

After he finished speaking, the surrounding air fell silent.

Lianfei continued, "The great formation is already locked. Only when the yin and yang within the formation reach perfect harmony and the two elements are in perfect balance will this gate open, allowing the inheritance to manifest in the world. Otherwise, you will not be able to leave."

After she finished speaking, she pointed with her fingertip.