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Chapter 172 Qing Yi: Meet the Yuanyang Sect!

Chapter 172: Chapter 172 Qing Yi: Meet the Yuanyang Sect!

Crack!.....

Thin cracks appeared on the protective shield.

A hint of excitement surfaced on the young man’s face.

In just ten minutes, his full-force sword strikes had numbered in the thousands, and at last, the shield was broken.

The sword in his palm moved ever more swiftly, its brilliant starlight enveloping an area of a hundred meters.

The cracks continued to expand until they shattered completely.

Meanwhile, Qing Yi, entangled in the sky with an enterprising powerful adversary, had an added chill in her eyes.

"Since you all wish to die, so be it!"

She flipped her hand over, revealing an ancient, reddish mirror in her palm.

The mirror shone, its back carved with intricate patterns as Qing Yi’s entire essence flowed into it.

A golden column of light, wrapped in crimson flames, collided with the silver brilliance that filled the sky.

"It’s you! Qing Yi!"

The ancient mirror, a treasured artifact of the Yuan Yang sect, was highly recognizable.

Grandma Jin howled, and a skyful of silver light fell, swarming towards the red and gold column.

But such an attack was like moths to a flame.

Annihilated by the column of light, bit by bit.

Boom!

Acompanying the mighty roar, the column of light struck the old woman’s body directly.

Flames and golden light obscured everything.

She put away the ancient mirror.

She turned!

About to make her way towards the young man.

Suddenly, a silver blade of light slashed through, interrupting her assistance.

The half-charred old woman appeared not far off, staring at the young woman.

"If you’re Qing Yi, then the one cultivating on the ground must be Mo, right?"

"Are you using Red Dawn Grass in your cultivation?"

"But I’m afraid this is his last cultivation."

Qing Yi paid no heed to Grandma Jin’s words, the ancient mirror floated above her head, casting down strands of light.

Hurriedly rushing towards the ground, she no longer cared about the attacks coming at her from all sides.

At that moment, the young man had already crossed through the dispersing light dots of the shield, wielding his sword and charging forward.

When the young man was a hundred meters away from Liang Hui.

Suddenly, bolts of lightning emerged from the ground, resembling countless cobalt serpents climbing upon the young man’s body.

At the same time, a blaze of golden flames, a stream of sky-blue water, and a spear of brown rock appeared in an instant.

In a split second, the young man was reduced to ashes, not even making a sound before death.

Only a broken long sword fell to the ground.

Qing Yi, who had been charging down from the sky, halted her momentum, her eyes inexplicably fixed on the boy.

The prohibition she had just encountered was clearly laid down by ’Mo’ before his cultivation, powerful enough to deter anyone, almost needless to say.

"Qiyi! You all deserve to die."

The roar filled with rage snapped Qing Yi out of her thoughts.

What followed was a skyful of silver light plummeting down, grinding down enemies like millstones.

Qing Yi watched as the light from the ancient mirror was being continuously erased, as she was about to charge towards the skies.

A deep voice echoed beside her ear.

"Step back, I’ll kill her."

She looked down to see the figure that had been seated on the ground was now standing.

Clad in a blue robe, the young man met her gaze with a gentle expression, as if she could see a terrifying scene where pillars of heaven were breaking and stars were falling.

"Alright."

Before the words even landed, she had already flown to the side.

Liang Hui stood on the ground, watching the woman’s shadow, his gaze narrowing slightly.

He extended his arms slowly, a simple, casual motion.

The surrounding silver brilliance exploded, revealing a vacuum in its wake.

With a light stomp of his foot.

Boom!

The ground within a hundred meters had already crumbled.

Liang Hui had blasted a channel through the silver light in an instant, arriving directly in front of the gold-robed old woman.

The young man clenched his Fist Seal, unleashing his full power as if pushing the world’s rotation, terrifyingly formidable, hair flying, his eyes shining like the blazing sun.

The ultimate physical attack was his strongest assault at the moment!

Even if the old woman was a practitioner who had entered the Dao, her Magical Domain Field was immensely powerful.

But she was still blown apart by Liang Hui’s lightning-fast three punches, which initiated close-quarters combat.

Ah!

The old woman let out a long howl, as blinding silver light burst from her body, trying to push away the enemy.

However, all the silver light was extinguished by the young man’s Fist Seal, as he clenched it like the Divine Emperor himself, attacking ferociously, every punch hitting flesh, every palm drawing blood.

This was the first time Liang Hui had faced a foe of the Dao and Meridian Levels head-on.

Every ounce of strength in his body was being fiercely mobilized, fighting to the point of madness.

Pfft!

The old woman’s arms exploded into pieces, and blood and bone floated down from the sky.

In the end, the young man’s punch pierced through the old woman’s chest, blood splattered in all directions, a particularly desolate scene.

His other hand, now free, sliced directly toward the old woman’s constantly wailing head.

Rip!

Blood spurted up more than a dozen feet into the air, and the head, along with the torso, fell from the sky.

All of this happened too fast, completed in the blink of an eye.

Qing Yi was shocked. The youth in front of her, known as a Mo, had actually turned the tables on a Dao practitioner through Blood Refinement. Such a feat was unprecedented and likely would be rare in the future.

There really was an invincible grace about him, which dazzled her soul.

The young man was gradually overlapping with the figure in her memory.

"Is this the turning point that Master spoke of?" Qing Yi sighed softly, her eyes gradually misting with loneliness.

"But by myself, what can I really change?"

"He is no longer the anxious youth that he was in the ancient temple."

Some things, once stepped on wrongly, are forever. If the young man had chosen to follow her back to the Yuan Yang Sect, could things have been better?

Watching the young man standing in the sky, various tumultuous thoughts swirled in her mind.

"Let’s go!"

Liang Hui swooped down, picked up Qing Yi, and boarded the chariot, speeding off into the distance.

The chariot raced through the sky, while inside, Liang Hui shook off the fresh blood from his fists.

Reflecting on the recent battle, his eyes gradually revealed a sense of relief.

He finally had the strength to protect himself, and victory had completely tilted in his favor.

Once he stepped into Blood Refinement, and after a hundred days when the Blood Refinement process was complete, he could start to break through the Meridian Levels. Then, he would truly be able to live under the sunlight.

Instead of wearing a fake face and fleeing everywhere.

Turning around!

He gazed at Qing Yi with a complicated expression.

"I think it’s time for us to part ways."

"My wounds have almost healed, and it’s indeed time for me to leave."

Her lips parted slightly beneath the veil.

Stepping forward, she approached the edge of the chariot, holding onto the rail.

"Nearly a month of protection, thirty days of fleeing and being pursued, tenfold our past experiences – it’s enough."

"We owe each other nothing now."

"Farewell, until we meet in Yuan Yang Sect!"

Hearing this, Liang Hui slowly moved to the woman’s side, looking at Qing Yi, who seemed like the Linchen Fairy.

He too put his hand on the rail.

"I thought you would beg me, or joke about offering yourself to the Mo."

"Pfft!"

"If a sect can only survive like that, then why should it exist at all?"

"Besides, I can’t say that I like you very much."

Each word was as sharp as cutting ice and snow, clear and melodious, with not a hint of hesitation or doubt.

Her gaze became lucid once more, untainted by any impurity.

"I just respect the outcome you’ve created, which is a great undertaking I couldn’t achieve."

"You truly live up to your reputation, Great Lady of the Divine.

"I was right to choose you as my guide instead of Su Yao."

The youth’s expression was warm, as if he were casually chatting with an old friend.

After the laughter, silence fell between them.

"Goodbye!"