One of my fairy-like friends

“We have a great emperor in this world, so perhaps we don’t need to worry too much,” someone from the An family said.

The leader of the Shengyu clan was quite dissatisfied upon hearing this. "Even with an emperor on the throne, the sacrifices will be greatly reduced, but a large number of lives will still be lost. We must not let our guard down and must not allow innocent people to die."

The Shengyu clan is kind by nature. During the last Dark Turmoil, they rescued a large number of humans and demons. They deeply hate invaders from other realms because every Dark Turmoil results in the death of a large number of lives.

The Queen Mother of the West nodded. "We should be prepared to minimize the sacrifices. We should be the mainstay in the fight against the darkness and turmoil."

With the emperor on the throne, they could indeed breathe a sigh of relief, at least this resistance wouldn't be too brutal, but they couldn't let their guard down and should make all necessary preparations.

The dark turmoil was of great importance, and everyone present was discussing it animatedly.

Little Kunpeng King Beimingni's eyes flashed. "If the Dark Turmoil is real, then this time, breaking the rules and invading in such a short time is clearly different from the previous Dark Turmoils. This time, it will probably bring about a great change."

An Canhui, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up: "The birth of so many special constitutions in this world is like a hint from the Great Dao. This Dark Turmoil is probably not as simple as it seems..."

Mingyan shared this feeling. The previous eight Dark Turmoils seemed to have been separated by thirty or forty years, but the upcoming ninth Dark Turmoil was separated by a hundred thousand years—and it was the ninth...

The number nine is quite special. There is a saying that nine times nine equals one. Does the number nine mean that this is the last time? Or is it just the last time of the first cycle? If so, then this dark turmoil may be the most powerful dark turmoil in history... Even with the emperor on the throne, people cannot feel at ease.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Avoid any entanglement with him

As dusk fell, the banquet drew to a close.

The Dark Turmoil is a matter of great importance and is likely to cause quite a stir. All the major holy lands and aristocratic families will need to return to discuss how to handle it.

However, having had multiple experiences and having templates to apply, I wasn't as passive as I had been the previous times.

As the banquet drew to a close, Little Kunpeng King Beiming Ni's gaze never left Ming Yan. Ming Yan could sense that he was eagerly anticipating a battle with him.

Even though the banquet was almost over, no one wanted to leave. Many people wanted to see what kind of strength Yue Wuxia, the new disciple, had. A disciple who could be recognized and exceptionally recruited by the number one genius of the Eastern Continent must have something extraordinary about him.

As the banquet officially ended, Bei Mingni stood up and said, "Let's have a spar. Let me see if you really have the strength."

Mingyan looked at Huang Junru, who was seated in the main seat, and asked, "Where can we use this as a martial arts arena?"

Huang Junru's voice was cold and piercing, unchanged at all times, "Going to the square outside the hall is enough. You can fight with peace of mind and don't need to worry about damaging the venue."

Mingyan nodded and stood up. "Let's begin then."

Bei Mingni looked at Ning Feixuan, clasped her hands in a salute, and said, "I wonder if the Holy Maiden of Yaochi has any thoughts on this?"

This person was usually unruly and arrogant, but he was quite polite in front of Ning Feixuan. Ming Yan remained expressionless, feeling that he couldn't afford to lose.

Ning Feixuan nodded gently, "Both of you are outstanding talents, and I naturally wish to observe you."

Bei Mingni chuckled, then looked at Ming Yan with a cold glint in his eyes, probably wanting to use Ming Yan as a tool to show off in front of Ning Feixuan, whom he liked.

The two left the hall together, and the other members of the holy land families followed them out, wanting to see just how strong this outstanding young talent really was.

Before long, the square was filled with people, and Mingyan and Beimingni had already taken to the stage.

The square was illuminated by a blazing light, which enveloped it. The transparent, slightly reddish light shield did not obstruct the view, and people outside could see the situation inside very clearly.

Bei Mingni stood proudly with her hands behind her back, saying, "Being able to become my defeated opponent is something you can brag about when you go back."

“I’ve heard that the Kunpeng is incredibly large, but now it seems that it was just an incredibly big boast.” Mingyan sighed. “No need for more nonsense, let’s get started.”

"Hmph." Bei Mingni snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a cold light. Ming Yan could feel that his aura had weakened a bit, and then he heard Bei Mingni say, "Although I think it's really shameful that you're only at the Zhaohai Realm at this age, my cultivation is far superior to yours. If I don't lower my cultivation, people will inevitably say that I'm bullying you."

"You really talk a lot of nonsense." Ming Yan had also gotten into the zone and simply said calmly upon hearing this.

Bei Mingni narrowed her eyes, her gaze gleaming. With a quick step, she vanished from her spot and arrived in front of Ming Yan in the blink of an eye. Her fist, as fast as lightning, struck Ming Yan's face with a deafening whooshing sound.

"So fast! Is this the ultimate speed of the Kunpeng clan?" an elder watching the battle exclaimed. It is said that the Kunpeng clan is the fastest in the world, and now it seems that this is no exaggeration.

Ming Yan used the Wind Spirit Steps and pushed the Wind Spirit Scripture to its limit to dodge the punch. His gaze was solemn. Although Ming Yan never underestimated his opponents, he had to admit that his opponent was stronger than he had imagined.

"Ming Yan's speed is not slow either. He is only at the Zhaohai Realm... Ordinary Yangling cultivators are probably no match for him... These two must be able to kill enemies beyond their level." A Saint Lord's eyes flashed, seeing Ming Yan's extraordinary nature.

Bei Mingni gave Ming Yan no chance to catch his breath, and instantly pounced on him again. Laws bloomed beneath his feet, and he reappeared in front of Ming Yan as if he had teleported. His fist, carrying a black light, came at him, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly. But this time, Ming Yan did not dodge, but instead met the attack with a punch.

Their fists collided instantly, producing a dull thud, like a hammer blow to the heart, heavy and oppressive!

Mingyan staggered back three steps. The opponent's physique was indeed formidable, causing his arm to ache as if he had punched a mountain, making his entire arm feel numb.

Bei Mingni also took three steps back. He was even more surprised. Even An Canhui, who was becoming the number one genius of the human race in the Eastern Continent, did not dare to compete with him in terms of physique. Most of the demon races had extremely strong physiques, which was known to the whole world. The Kunpeng race was even more outstanding in terms of physique among the demon races. However, he did not expect that this person could actually compete with him in terms of physique alone.

"Hmph, it seems you do have some skills. I hope you won't disappoint me." Bei Mingni's eyes burned with fervor. He loved opponents, especially those close to himself. He enjoyed the close battles where the strength and outcome were evenly matched. Only such battles could ignite the fighting spirit within him, the Peng among the Kunpeng!

A divine light suddenly appeared on Bei Mingni's body, and his demeanor and aura were completely different from before. His eyes were bright and his divine light was dazzling. He curled up a cold smile and said, "Now, the warm-up is over."

Mingyan didn't waste any words and waved to him.

Bei Mingni stepped forward slowly, but in an instant he appeared behind Ming Yan. His arm shimmered with dark light. He raised his hand, and his arm was like a cold and sharp divine weapon, slicing down straight down. It was so sharp that it seemed to shatter space itself and devour the surrounding light.

But it was of little use, as Ming Yan was no longer in the same spot! He used the Wind Spirit Step to its fullest extent, and the spiritual energy in his dantian gave him a speed that was only slightly inferior to that of the Northern Nether Salamander.

After Mingyan disappeared from the spot, he reappeared and immediately threw a punch, a heavy blow that landed directly on Beimingni's face. Beimingni couldn't dodge in time and gave up. His eyes flashed with divine light, emitting two piercing beams of light that shot towards Mingyan's eyes. Mingyan was on guard and instantly tilted his head to dodge, but his punch landed squarely on Beimingni's face, sending him flying. However, his cheek was also grazed by the two beams of light, and bright red blood flowed out.

In an instant, the air was filled with a fragrant aroma, and a rich sense of life blossomed, making people feel refreshed and relaxed.

Mingyan touched his face, and the wound began to heal in an instant. He stepped forward expressionlessly, and a faint blue light emanated from his body, enveloping him, as if he were a god in the world!

"Junior Brother clearly doesn't have much combat experience, yet he's surprisingly quite experienced." Yue Qingying smiled slightly. She trusted Ming Yan and didn't think he would fail; she was just worried that he might underestimate his opponent due to a lack of combat experience.

Yue Wuxia's gaze was aloof, her jet-black hair swaying gently in the wind, lost in thought.

Ning Feixuan was quite surprised. The last time she saw Ming Yan fight was in the Fenglingyueying Holy Land. At that time, Ming Yan was facing Yangling Realm while he was at the Zhaohai Realm. Ming Yan defeated his opponent at a very fast speed despite being at a higher level, which already surprised her. Now it seems that she had underestimated Ming Yan.

But... that's precisely why she should keep her distance from him. Ning Feixuan's eyes were clear; she must not get entangled with him again, lest she develop any inappropriate thoughts. She kept her mind focused on the Dao, knowing she still had goals to achieve and could not entertain any other thoughts!

Bei Mingni rubbed her face and chuckled coldly, "I didn't expect I still underestimated you."

He rallied his forces, his eyes turning cold and sharp. Behind him, strange phenomena of laws rippled, like a vast and magnificent ocean, within which whales as large as mountains churned! A colossal roc, its aura growing even stronger, soared through the sky.

Ming Yan remained silent, his figure enveloped in azure light. Laws suddenly appeared on his body. Bei Ming Ni remained indifferent and quickly dodged, barely avoiding the chains of laws that had silently surged from all directions!

Bei Mingni strode forward, the Kunpeng phenomenon behind him churning and gradually merging into one, laws flashing, his aura magnificent. He took another step, instantly reversing space, and appeared above Ming Yan's head. A leg whip carrying pitch-black laws kicked towards Ming Yan's head with immense force! The space itself trembled slightly, seemingly in agony!

Mingyan raised his hand to meet the blow head-on, grabbing the other man's ankle. The impact made his arm go numb. After barely managing to hold on, he swung the other man and slammed him to the ground.

But before it hit the ground, two more divine rays suddenly appeared! They shot towards Mingyan's shoulder, and Mingyan could only throw them away to dodge them.

This is really troublesome. This birdman's eyes can shoot beams of light... Ming Yan frowned. Once he gets close, those beams of light are extremely difficult to dodge. He needs to think of a way to blind him.

Chapter 79: All Women (4K words)

Overall, although Little Kunpeng King looked a bit disheveled, the two were evenly matched, and neither gained the upper hand.

The Little Kunpeng King stood in the distance, exuding heroic spirit. He formed a mudra with his hands, and the Kunpeng phenomenon appeared behind him, hovering in the air. His eyes flashed with dark light, cold and majestic, bringing a strong sense of pressure. Even Ming Yan felt a sense of sluggishness, and his limbs were no longer fluid.

"This is a phenomenon of the Kunpeng clan! He has indeed lowered his cultivation to the Zhaohai Realm. To be able to make the phenomenon so powerful at the Zhaohai Realm, this boy truly deserves to be one of the top young powerhouses of the Eastern Continent's demon race." Someone whispered, recalling their own generation of young talents, and couldn't help but sigh. They were all geniuses, but some geniuses were just out of reach.

Mingyan clearly felt that his body was being restrained by some kind of law, making it extremely difficult to move even a single step, which greatly surprised him.

When he first arrived at the Fenglingyueying Holy Land, he could ignore the restrictions imposed by Fenglingyueying. Although he could feel the pressure, it could not affect him in the slightest. He did not expect that the other party's strange phenomenon could suppress him.

He tried his best to break free from the constraints of the laws, but the laws that bound him were too powerful, and he was unable to break free.

"You are strong, but that's all you are." The Little Kunpeng King was no longer arrogant, acknowledging Ming Yan's strength. He put away his unruly expression and became serious. He stepped forward, and the pressure from the Kunpeng phenomenon behind him grew stronger and stronger!

Yue Qingying frowned, turned her head to look at Yue Wuxia, whose expression was cold and indifferent, and she did not express anything. Yue Qingying had no choice but to remain silent.

“Little brother…” Huang Junyi stood beside Huang Junru and Huang Qingfei, her expression slightly worried. “He hasn’t grown up yet. I don’t know if he can defeat Bei Mingni.”

Huang Feiyan smiled slightly, "Second Aunt, you underestimate Mingyan. I don't think Mingyan will lose."

Huang Feiyan had confidence in Ming Yanfeiyan. When he was in the Accumulation Flow Realm, he stalled Yun Ling, who was already in the Qi Sea Realm, just to give her time to recover. He always had a way.

Someone nearby whispered, "Although Ming Yan is indeed very strong, he is no match for the Little Kunpeng King. However, the fact that he can physically challenge the Little Kunpeng King is enough for Ming Yan to boast about."

"It seems that this generation of Eastern Continent humans is indeed not very good." An elder of the Kunpeng clan sneered.

Yue Wuxia, who had been silent all along, swept her beautiful eyes over them. "The results haven't even been announced yet, and you dare to spout such nonsense?"

As soon as Yue Wuxia spoke, the Kunpeng clan immediately fell silent.

The Kunpeng clan also had a genius in the past, but he challenged Yue Wuxia three times and was defeated three times. Although he has now entered the Xuanji Realm and become a highly respected elder in the clan, the Kunpeng clan has not forgotten this incident. They have great respect for opponents stronger than themselves.

That's how the demon race is; they worship the strong and despise the weak.

Mingyan felt the suppression growing stronger and stronger. Then he heard a sound like chains breaking. His body radiated a faint silver light, and a bright moon rose behind him. The full moon was white and exuded a faint sense of magnificence. With a slight tremor, the laws binding Mingyan instantly shattered.

"Hmm?" Bei Mingni was somewhat surprised. The other party had actually broken his strange phenomenon?

Unlike combat techniques, phenomena are extremely rare and often require a special physique or a demon race that has reverted to its ancestral form. Bei Mingni's use of a phenomenon did not cause surprise because it was not the first time he had used one. However, the appearance of a phenomenon behind Ming Yan surprised everyone else.

"What kind of strange phenomenon is this? The bright moon in the night sky exudes a sense of grandeur!" someone exclaimed in surprise. "I wonder what kind of constitution this Mingyan possesses?"

"It seems Mingyan truly possesses the strength to fight, and has not disgraced the human race!"

Mingyan himself was somewhat surprised. It seemed that his body had sensed a strong pressure and spontaneously manifested a strange phenomenon to counter the opponent's phenomenon. The bright moonlight shone on his body, as if he were wearing a silver spirit armor, making him appear otherworldly and noble.

"Very good! You haven't disappointed me." Bei Mingni's fighting spirit grew even stronger. His black hair flew wildly, his eyes flashed with lightning, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He formed the Kunni Seal in one hand and the Dapeng Seal in the other, alternating his hands. The Kunpeng phenomenon behind him seemed to have come alive, a terrifying pressure spreading out. With a loud cry, he broke free from the phenomenon, transforming into a Dapeng, swooping down like an eagle! He was determined to tear Ming Yan in two!

The moon behind Mingyan trembled slightly, its light enveloping him, unaffected by divine power. It then transformed into a millstone and flew towards the swooping Kunpeng. The two collided, unleashing a dazzling light. Mingyan seized the opportunity to step forward, and Beimingni seemed to share the same intention. Neither of them showed any fear. Mingyan used the Wind Spirit Step, his body flashing with laws, and a large number of law chains erupted from the surrounding space, attempting to trap Beimingni within them. Beimingni no longer dodged, but instead pulled on the chains with her bare hands, shattering them with her powerful brute force!

This small amount of spiritual energy consumption was no threat to Ming Yan's spiritual energy in his dantian. He remained expressionless, found an opening, and threw a punch!

Bei Mingni and Ming Yan exchanged several punches, producing several muffled sounds. However, Bei Mingni's Kunpeng agility and speed surpassed Ming Yan's. In the end, Ming Yan was hit in the waist by a leg whip. Knowing that he could not dodge, he stopped dodging, grabbed Bei Mingni's leg, and withstood the opponent's leg whip, throwing him to the ground!

Little Kunpeng King's eyes shone brightly, and two beams of light shot out. Ming Yan took a whip kick hard, and his body felt uncomfortable, but he was still on guard. He hit Bei Ming Ni's jaw with a rising dragon punch, causing Bei Ming Ni's head to lift up, and the beam of light to miss. Then Ming Yan smashed him to the ground, causing him to vomit blood!

Mingyan wanted to give chase, but the whip had struck his waist, leaving him unable to muster the strength. He had no choice but to give up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the Kunpeng and the full moon locked in combat in the air. This couldn't go on. His opponent was faster than him and would always find an opportunity. Although he had abundant spiritual energy in his dantian and could fight a protracted battle, his opponent's physique was no weaker than his. After all, his true cultivation was at the Divine Palace level, which had been enhanced. This head-on confrontation would not last. He had to find a way to end the battle.

If the opponent were a true cultivator at the Sea of ​​Illumination Realm, he would be no match for him, but to win at this point, he would have to find another way.

Little Kunpeng King got up from the ground, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a ferocious look appeared in his eyes. After all, he was a demon, and demons get even more excited when they smell blood.

The Kunpeng phenomenon broke free from the full moon's entanglement and returned to behind the Little Kunpeng King, while the full moon automatically flew back behind Mingyan.

Bei Mingni stepped forward again, and Ming Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. This time, the opponent's speed was so fast that he couldn't even catch it, and it was even faster than before!

Mingyan instinctively dodged, but was still punched in the shoulder and sent flying.

"So fast! Is this really the speed that someone at the Sea-Illuminating Realm can achieve?" Even a Holy Lord was astonished. "This is the ultimate speed of the Kunpeng Clan!"

Ning Zetian's eyes flickered in the crowd. "If it were me, could I keep up with this speed?"

Huang Qingfei frowned. "If this continues, Mingyan will gradually become unable to cope..."

Mingyan knew this wasn't a solution; his opponent was growing stronger with each battle. As a former hunter, he knew that prey was always more ferocious when it was on its last legs. Without further hesitation, he activated the secret technique recorded in the "Sun and Moon Scripture." At this point, he couldn't care less about the consequences; he couldn't afford to lose.

This sparring match has turned into a contest between the demon race and the human race because of someone's provocation. If he loses, he will not only bring shame to his master and the holy land, but also to the human race and be embroiled in controversy.