Throughout history, in this vast and mighty river of time, there has never been a lack of brilliant talents.
Some used the Ink Dot Realm to kill those in the Seed Lotus Realm; others used the Seed Lotus Realm to defy and slay those in the Mountain Gazing Realm.
Killing enemies across realms, while as difficult as ascending to heaven, is not entirely unheard of.
Historical records and meticulous accounts can always find a few names in the vast ocean of archives.
Yet why, after scouring hundreds of thousands of years of the martial arts river, is there absolutely no one who could use the Mountain Gazing Realm to defy and slay someone in the Lamp Lighting Realm?
This is the most unreasonable aspect of the Lamp Lighting Realm.
No matter how severe the injuries, no matter how exhausted one's Qi is...
As long as one lights the heart lamp.
In an instant, time reverses, and Karma turns back.
One's essence qi and spirit instantly return to their Peak, and even with the boost of the heart lamp, combat power doubles.
This is the gap between the mortal and the saint.
Even if your Mountain Gazing Realm methods are heaven-defying, even if your Moves are exquisite and peerless, having finally exhausted the Lamp Lighting Realm expert until they are panting and drained of oil and lamp...
They only need a single thought to light a heart lamp.
Instantly restored to full health, ready to fight for another three hundred rounds.
You are fighting their multiple lives with your one.
How can you fight this?
How is this even fightable?
Therefore, battles between Lamp Lighting Realm experts in this world are often the most boring and the longest.
Unless there is absolute overwhelming strength.
Otherwise, when two fight, it is merely wearing down each other's heart lamps.
You light one, and I must light one too.
Until one side's lamp oil is exhausted, falling back to the mortal world, can life and death be decided.
A beam of light connected heaven and earth.
The mighty Qi, born from death, instantly shattered the Demonic Qi within the vicinity of Luling.
Huiyue Great Sage hovered in mid-air, robes billowing incessantly, yet he was forced to press them tight against his body.
Watching the opponent's face return to youth, with an indifferent expression, even carrying a hint of detestable composure.
The corner of Huiyue Great Sage's eye twitched slightly.
He really wanted to curse.
Just now, to break the Seal, he had already used one Lamp Lighting opportunity; he did not want to waste another one on this dying person before him.
This is like a wealthy man with vast riches being cornered in an alley by a terminally ill beggar who is going to die tomorrow and wants to fight to the death.
If the beggar dies, so be it; he didn't have many days left anyway.
But he still needs to catch a glimpse of the scenery of Ascending the Tower!!!
How can they compare?
"White Jade Tower..."
The purple flame at the center of Huiyue Great Sage's brow suddenly turned scarlet.
"Do you really think..."
"That I, this lonely one, would fear you?!"
Since we must fight.
Then let us fight!
A roar resounded through the sky.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Even the thought of bargaining was extinguished.
The purple fire instantly spread like a prairie fire, traveling through the Meridians across his whole body.
Surging! Violently surging!
A terrifying pressure swept out from his body, contending with the white beam of light.
The world, originally dyed into daylight, was instantly torn into two halves.
One half holy as snow.
The other half demonic purple-black.
Huiyue Great Sage bathed in the purple fire, eyes crimson, long hair dancing wildly.
"Old dog!!!"
Huiyue Great Sage shrieked, the pent-up frustration in his heart turning into monstrous killing intent.
"Since you want to die..."
"Then I will fulfill your wish!!!"
Boom—!!!
A purple shadow like lightning tore through the sky.
White Jade Tower stood in place, holding his sword with one hand, watching the Demon Sage rushing toward him with the might to destroy the world.
On his young, handsome face, a smile suddenly appeared.
"Well come."
White Jade Tower turned his wrist slightly, holding his long sword across his chest.
Clang—!!!
Purple-black and pure white.
Collided in the sky above the Luling valley.
Heaven and earth. At this moment. Lost their voice.
...
Jiang Yuechu retracted her towering aura, her black robes clinging to her, leaving only an air of coldness.
Not until the young girl turned around and her indifferent eyes swept over did Lü Qinghou tremble, as if waking from a great dream.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, smiled bitterly, and cupped his hands: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I truly wouldn't believe it. It has only been a few days since we parted, and Your Highness has actually... ascended to Mountain Gazing."
A few days ago, they had met in haste, and she was only in the Seed Lotus Realm.
Now, meeting again, she could already view the Mountain Gazing Realm as mere grass.
Such a speed of strength growth...
Even as a Disciple of the Commander-in-Chief, now the Left Demon Suppression Envoy, he felt it was incredible.
Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly as a return gesture, using her usual excuse: "Luck."
"..."
The corner of Lü Qinghou's mouth twitched.
He shook his head, turned to the side, and pointed to the old man in purple robes behind him.
"Your Highness, this is Master Cui, a high-ranking priest of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion."
The old man in purple robes had already put away his previous astonishment; now, with a face full of smiles, he stepped forward quickly and performed a standard Daoist bow.
The lightning around him had been completely retracted, and he looked like a kind-hearted old neighbor.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."
Master Cui said respectfully: "This poor Daoist, Cui Jue, has long heard of the reputation of Eldest Princess. Seeing you today, I realize the rumors were not false; not only were they not false, but they were actually an understatement!"
"Master Cui is too kind."
Lü Qinghou then pointed to the silent old man in green robes on the other side.
"This is Elder Cheng, a consultant for the Ministry of War."
The old man in green robes was not as enthusiastic as Cui Jue; he just looked solemn and bowed deeply to Jiang Yuechu: "Cheng, greets Your Highness."
Jiang Yuechu nodded.
Finally.
Lü Qinghou's gaze fell on the woman dressed in white as snow.
"This is..."
Lü Qinghou paused, then said softly: "The Right Demon Suppressing Envoy of the Demon Suppression Division, Gu Wanlan."
Jiang Yuechu's gaze narrowed slightly as it fell on this woman.
Gu Wanlan also raised her head, her cold eyes looking straight over.
Two gazes met in the air.
Both were of a cold nature, so naturally, there weren't many pleasantries.
They just nodded slightly as a greeting.
After the few finished their pleasantries.
Just as Cui Jue wanted to strike up more conversation.
Rumble—!!!
The ground suddenly trembled.
Everyone's expression changed in unison.
Jiang Yuechu turned her head sharply, looking toward the depths of the valley.
She saw a brilliant white beam of light shooting up from the bottom of the valley.
Inside the beam of light.
A figure could be vaguely seen, holding a sword toward the sky.
"That is..."
Cui Jue's eyes widened, and the smile on his face instantly froze.
Lü Qinghou's body trembled violently, his hands clenched tightly.
"Master..."
Even though he was now the Left Demon Suppression Envoy of the Demon Suppression Division...
Facing such a scene, besides feeling powerless, he felt nothing but powerlessness.
If he were to rashly intervene now, not only would he be unable to help, but he would become a burden, distracting his Master.
Lü Qinghou gritted his teeth, his jaw bulging.
"Retreat..."
Before he could finish his sentence.
A white shadow beside him rushed out without any regard for anything else.
Lü Qinghou's pupils shrank.
"Junior Sister Gu!!!"
But the white shadow did not pause at all; instead, she went even faster.
Lü Qinghou's eyes were splitting with rage, and hot blood rushed to his head.
Crazy!
This is simply crazy!
You are in the early stage of the Mountain Gazing Realm; no matter how divine your Sword Intent is, no matter how peerless your talent is, what can you do by rushing in now other than seek death?!
Lü Qinghou's eye sockets turned red, and he was about to gather his Qi to chase after her.
Whoosh—!!!
Another piercing sound of breaking through the air exploded in his ears.
Leaving only a cold voice echoing in his ears.
"I will go take a look."
"..."
Damn!
It's one thing for Gu Wanlan to go.
That is the bond between teacher and student, an obsession in her heart.
Why are you meddling in this?!
"Come back..."
"All of you, come back!!!"