Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor Technique

The word "death" has fallen, but the sound still lingers in my ears.

Xu Wan's figure had already vanished from the spot!

That wasn't some profound movement technique, but an extreme speed. Even Yun Wushuang's divine sense, which had already touched the threshold of the Void Realm, couldn't capture its movement trajectory!

He only felt an extremely cold chill, which came at him head-on without warning!

Danger!

Alarm bells rang in Yun Wushuang's heart, and the hairs on his body stood on end. Without thinking, he pushed his half-step Void Realm true essence to the limit, holding the dragon-patterned golden sword horizontally in front of his chest, creating a curtain of swords!

But that seemingly delicate and boneless jade palm ignored all his defenses, pierced through all the sword curtains, and finally lightly imprinted itself on the sword.

The icy palm force passed through the sword and struck Yun Wushuang's chest squarely.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of blood mixed with ice crystals gushed out, Yun Wushuang's entire sternum caved in, and his body flew over a hundred meters away, rolling into the ruins outside.

With just one palm strike, Yun Wushuang, the Holy Son of Yuntian Sect and a half-step Void Realm cultivator, was defeated!

The entire room fell silent.

Whether it was Dan Chenzi, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, or Ling Feixue, who was holding a long sword and had a complicated expression, they were both frozen in place, their minds blank.

That's Yun Wushuang!

A recognized leader among the younger generation in the Qingxuan Domain, a peerless genius who is just one step away from the Void Realm!

He was actually... killed instantly by a single palm strike from this nameless little maidservant who served Qin Feng?!

"Hurry up!"

Whether it was Yun Wushuang or Dan Chenzi, they no longer cared about their image. Both of them were covered in a layer of bloody light and turned around to rush away!

As the two fled in panic, the terrifying aura emanating from Xu Wan, powerful enough to freeze the heavens and earth, receded like a tide.

Her delicate body swayed slightly, her deep blue pupils regained their original clarity, and a sickly paleness appeared on her face.

That attack just now was the remaining power of the Taiyin Sect Master's legacy, the last gift from this ancient immortal. Once it's used up, it's gone.

Her current cultivation level is just barely stable at the first level of the Purple Mansion.

Ling Feixue watched this scene with mixed feelings.

Envy, jealousy, and a combination of both.

Having received the complete inheritance of an ancient sage, this woman's future is limitless. It's likely that before long, her achievements will rival those of herself, the Holy Maiden of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

It's truly... a case of a country bumpkin turning into a phoenix.

She glanced at Qin Feng subconsciously.

What kind of monster is this guy? Even a random maidservant by his side possesses the Xuan Yin Body, a rare talent, and he still managed to obtain such an incredible opportunity.

How many secrets does he still hold?

"Um?"

Just then, Qin Feng suddenly raised an eyebrow, a playful smile curving his lips, and looked towards a certain direction outside the main hall.

Between his brows, the Divine Eye of Truth shimmered with golden light.

At the edge of his vision, a furtive red figure was taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was drawn to the Taiyin Palace, and quietly arrived at a desolate ruin.

It was none other than the witch from the Yin-Yang Palace, Liu Feiyan!

Judging from her furtive glances and guilty look, there must be something fishy going on!

"What's wrong?" Ling Feixue noticed Qin Feng's unusual behavior and asked subconsciously.

"We've found the witch's whereabouts," Qin Feng said calmly.

"What?!"

Upon hearing the word "witch," Ling Feixue instantly realized what was happening. Her usually cool and beautiful face suddenly changed color, revealing a murderous aura. "Where is she?"

"Come with me."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng's figure had already transformed into a streak of light and sped away from the outside of the hall.

Ling Feixue and Xu Wan followed closely behind.

……

Meanwhile, outside the ruins of the Taiyin Sect.

Two figures staggered out of a spatial rift; they were Dan Chenzi and Yun Wushuang, who had been fleeing.

"puff!"

As soon as Yun Wushuang landed, he spat out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, and his aura extremely weak.

Xu Wan's palm strike not only severely injured his physical body, but the Yin energy also invaded his dantian. If he hadn't acted decisively, he probably would have died there today.

"Outrageous! This is outrageous!"

Dan Chenzi put Yun Wushuang down and slammed his fist into the ground, furious. "Brother Yun, we are both top-tier geniuses with considerable influence in the Qingxuan Domain, yet today we've been forced into this predicament by a rogue cultivator from such a small country!"

What a shame!

Yun Wushuang leaned against the broken wall, his eyes filled with a sinister light as he regulated his breathing. Upon hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Dan Chenzi, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Dan, don't worry."

"I have a plan that will ensure Qin Feng dies without a proper burial."

"Oh?" Dan Chenzi's spirits lifted. "Brother Yun, what insightful opinion do you have?"

A sinister smile slowly crept onto Yun Wushuang's lips.

"It's very simple, all I need to do is... borrow something from you, Brother Dan."

"What? As long as you can kill that brat, you can have any pills and spiritual treasures your Danwang Pavilion has!" Dan Chenzi said eagerly.

Yun Wushuang looked at him quietly, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Your...life."

"What?!"

The joy on Dan Chenzi's face froze instantly, before he could even react to what those three words meant.

"Pfft!"

Before he could react, Yun Wushuang's hand arrived with lightning speed, striking Dan Chenzi directly on the chest.

My heart shattered instantly.

Dan Chenzi's eyes bulged as he stared intently at Yun Wushuang, who was standing inches away. His lips moved, gushing out copious amounts of bloody foam, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Life quickly slipped from Dan Chenzi's eyes.

The young master of the Pill King Pavilion never understood why the Holy Son of the Cloud Heaven Sect, who had been fighting alongside him just a moment before, would suddenly turn on him.

Yun Wushuang casually tossed aside Dan Chenzi's still-warm corpse, slowly stood up, looked down at the corpse on the ground, and then took out a special sound transmission jade talisman.

This jade talisman is directly connected to the Yuntian Sect disciples guarding the outside of the secret realm.

"Dan Chenzi, the young master of Danwang Pavilion, was severely injured by Qin Feng while competing for the inheritance of Taiyin Sect in the Xuantian Secret Realm, and unfortunately died."

"Quickly pass this message on to the people at the Pill King Pavilion!"

After delivering the message, a triumphant sneer suddenly appeared on Yun Wushuang's lips.

Dan Chenzi, the young master of Danwang Pavilion, carries the high hopes of the pavilion master and is the future hope of the entire Danwang Pavilion.

Now, he has died in the Mysterious Heaven Realm.

He still "died" at Qin Feng's hands.

Will Danwang Pavilion let this go?

"Qin Feng, so what if you've obtained the Taiyin Sect's inheritance? No matter how strong your maid is, can she withstand the wrath of the entire Pill King Pavilion?"

Yun Wushuang's laughter echoed through the empty ruins, filled with resentment and pleasure.

"Enjoy your last moments in this mysterious realm."

"The day you leave will be the day you have nowhere to go, neither in heaven nor on earth!"