At the cliff edge, sword qi crisscrossed, spiritual light flashed, and a bloody and brutal slaughter instantly erupted!
The hidden weapons in Shaying's hands shot out like a rainstorm, each one containing mid Golden Core stage spiritual power, the sound of breaking through the air sharp and piercing. Tiandaozi, Ren, and Xishui Changliu hastily fought back, wielding their swords to block, but still several flying needles tore their robes, leaving blood traces.
"Damn it!" Tiandaozi roared, his long sword dancing, sword qi like a rainbow, forcing Shaying back.
But Xueying had already pressed forward, the pressure of early Nascent Soul stage spreading across heaven and earth! She struck with a palm, the palm wind like thunder, heading straight for Ren's face!
Ren's face changed drastically. In haste, she summoned a protective jade plaque. The jade plaque instantly shattered, barely blocking this palm. But the enormous impact still knocked her back several steps, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Nascent Soul stage expert!" Ren exclaimed in terror, "Xueying, Youming Sect leader Xueying!"
Xishui Changliu wanted to support, but Qingfeng and Hanmei had already blocked her. Two mid Golden Core stage sword cultivators joining hands, their sword light like a net, trapping Xishui Changliu within.
"You... you were prepared!" Xishui Changliu grit her teeth, her long sword dancing, barely resisting the two's attacks.
And what made Tiandaozi and the others most despair was that Yuyi had been resurrected!
The protective talisman had preserved Yuyi's life under the fatal strike. Although his cultivation base was damaged, he used the positioning teleportation talisman to instantly teleport back, completely unharmed!
"Tiandaozi!" Yuyi's voice was cold as frost, "You wanted to raise a banner to establish authority. Today I'll let you know what price means!"
Yuyi's figure was like lightning, the Quick Sword Art executed to the extreme! His sword was so fast it was hard to catch with the naked eye, transforming into a stream of light, straight for Tiandaozi!
Tiandaozi wielded his sword to block, but Yuyi's sword was too fast!
"Pfft!"
The long sword pierced through Tiandaozi's chest, blood spraying out!
Tiandaozi looked at the long sword in his chest in disbelief, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear. He was ranked first on the Chunyang Sect's Top Ten Experts List, with profound mental methods and deep cultivation, yet he died here!
"Tiandaozi!" Ren screamed mournfully, wanting to rush over, but was blocked by Xueying.
"Your opponent is me." Xueying's voice was icy, striking with a palm, hitting Ren's chest squarely!
Ren spat out a mouthful of blood, her figure flying backward, heavily falling to the ground. Her protective jade plaque had already shattered, with no more life-saving treasures.
Yuyi pulled out his long sword. Tiandaozi's body fell to the ground, blood dyeing the cliff red.
"Next." Yuyi turned, his gaze falling on Xishui Changliu.
Xishui Changliu was besieged by Qingfeng and Hanmei, already struggling to cope. Seeing Tiandaozi and Ren fall one after another, despair filled her heart.
"Suiying!" Xishui Changliu screamed mournfully, "Run quickly!"
Suiying lay on the ground, the long sword still inserted in his chest, but he hadn't completely died yet. Hearing Xishui Changliu's cry, he used his last bit of strength to execute the Cloud-Soaring Step!
Cloud-Soaring Step, Xuantian Sect's lightness skill, could tread on clouds, extremely fast!
Suiying's figure suddenly turned into a residual image, leaping toward the outside of the cliff!
"Want to escape?" Yuyi shouted coldly, chasing after him.
But Suiying's Cloud-Soaring Step was truly too fast! He trod on the clouds and mist, his figure like a flying bird skimming over the cliff, fleeing into the distance!
Yuyi chased to the cliff edge and threw the Cold Iron Sword in his hand. It transformed into a stream of light, straight for Suiying's back!
Suiying barely turned sideways in mid-air. The Cold Iron Sword grazed past his body and disappeared into the sea of clouds!
Suiying's figure disappeared into the distance. Yuyi stood at the cliff edge, no long sword in his hand.
"Cold Iron Sword..." Yuyi looked at the sea of clouds, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes. This dharma treasure that had accompanied him for many years was lost just like that.
"Yuyi!" Shaying's voice came from behind, "Xishui Changliu and Ren have already fallen, we succeeded!"
Yuyi turned around and saw Xishui Changliu's body lying on the ground, and Ren had also been killed by Xueying. Three late Golden Core stage experts had fallen in this ambush just like that.
"Suiying escaped." Yuyi said solemnly, "This person will surely seek revenge, becoming a future hidden danger."
Xueying walked to Yuyi's side, saying in a low voice: "Suiying is heavily injured and won't recover for a short time. We have enough time to prepare."
Just then, the figures of Duan Changjian, Shuanghan, Shuangtong, and others appeared in the distance. They flew over and laned at the cliff edge, looking at the bodies on the ground with complex expressions.
"Tiandaozi, Ren, Xishui Changliu have fallen, Suiying escaped with heavy injuries." Duan Changjian said solemnly, "This matter..."
"The Cangqiong Alliance did it." Yuyi said calmly, "Tiandaozi and the others went out for training, encountered a Cangqiong Alliance ambush, and unfortunately fell."
Duan Changjian deeply looked at Yuyi, slowly nodding: "Good, the Cangqiong Alliance did it."
Shuanghan and Shuangtong exchanged glanes, not speaking. They knew clearly in their hearts that this was the Nitian Alliance's internal power struggle. Yuyi had used thunderous means to elimingate dissidents.
"Yuyi, you lost the Cold Iron Sword, and your cultivation base is also damaged." Duan Changjian said, "For the next period, you need to enter seclusion to recover."
Yuyi nodded: "I will."
Shaying held Yuyi's hand, her eyes full of concern. Yuyi gently patted the back of her hand, signaling he was fine.
Everyone left the cliff and returned to Youyue Valley. Night fell, and in the cultivation world's night sky, stars twinkled, as if telling something.
Yuyi stood alone on Youyue Valley's stargazing platform, looking up at the starry sky, lost in thought.
"The destiny of the cultivation world..." Yuyi murmured to himself.
He thought of Suiying, the number one quick sword twenty years ago, once so glorious, now ending up heavily injured and fleeing.
He thought of Tiandaozi and Ren, ambitious, wanting to raise a banner to establish authority, ultimately falling here.
He thought of Xishui Changliu, for her husband Suiying, not hesitating to participate in this encirclement, ultimately also perishing.
Countless experts have existed in the cultivation world, some for love, some for power, some for profit, some for fame, ultimately all stopping here, buried by time.
Only those who continuously and diligently cultivate can survive long in the cultivation world.
Yuyi understood that he must strive to resist until he could no longer resist. This is the destiny of cultivators, and also the enlightenment of cultivators.
"Yuyi." Shaying's voice came from behind.
Yuyi turned around and saw Shaying standing at the entrance of the stargazing platform, moonlight sprinkling on her, dreamlike and illusory.
"What are you thinking about?" Shaying walked to Yuyi's side, asking softly.
"Thinking about the cultivation world's destiny." Yuyi looked at the starry sky, "We cultivators will ultimately be buried by time. But before that, we must strive to survive."
Shaying held Yuyi's hand, saying gently: "No matter what the destiny, I will stay by your side."
Yuyi turned to look at Shaying, a trace of warmth flashing in his eyes.
"Thank you, Shaying."
The two stood side by side on the stargazing platform, looking up at the starry sky. The night wind gently blew, bringing a trace of coolness, but the two's hands were tightly held together, transmitting warmth.
This power struggle, Yuyi had won. But he knew that the cultivation world's struggles would never stop.
Suiying had escaped and would surely seek revenge in the future.
The Cangqiong Alliance was framed and would surely counterattack in the future.
The Nitian Alliance's internal power structure was redistributed, and new contradictions and conflicts would surely appear.
But Yuyi wasn't afraid.
Because he understood that the destiny of cultivators is to constantly fight, constantly become stronger, until they can no longer resist.
This is his enlightenment, and also his dao.
In the night sky, stars twinkled, as if telling the endless destiny of the cultivation world.
And Yuyi would continue forward on this path until the end.