NFBE Chapter 263 Fuso
Chapter 263 Fuso
one year later.
Qingyun Gate, Qingyun Hall.
Xie Wanning stood alone among them, holding the Luoze Sword in her hand and gently wiping it.
The sword reflected her face, calm as a still lake.
It was extremely cold inside the Qingyun Palace, with a thin layer of frost on the pillars.
The sunlight was lovely, streaming through the windows into the Qingyun Palace, seemingly melting the cold frost. It was just a pity the sunlight wasn't strong enough.
The gates of Qingyun Palace opened.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Senior Sister," Ye Qianqian said softly, revealing a gentle smile.
Xie Wanning looked up and met Ye Qianqian's eyes, a genuine joy flashing in those golden eyes.
For a moment, Xie Wanning was somewhat dazed. That undisguised smile seemed to come from the heart. However, she couldn't ignore the divine sword in Ye Qianqian's hand.
"Ye Qianqian, you've finally arrived," Xie Wanning said coldly, the Luo Ze sword radiating a chilling aura.
"Of course, if I don't come, who will take your life?"
After speaking, Ye Qianqian let out a soft shout, and the divine sword in her hand shone with a dazzling light. Her figure moved like lightning, instantly closing in, her sword strikes fierce and sharp, carrying an aura that could pierce through clouds and mist as she directly approached Xie Wanning.
Wherever the divine sword passed, the air seemed to be cut by the sharp blade, making a "hissing" sound.
Xie Wanning remained calm, her wrist flicking slightly as the Luo Ze sword traced a graceful arc to meet Ye Qianqian's attack.
"Break the ice!"
The light blue sword energy collided with the golden sword light, producing a deafening roar, and the powerful energy fluctuations caused everything around to tremble.
Ye Qianqian's attacks were relentless, her swordsmanship unpredictable, each move imbued with earth-shattering power. Her eyes were resolute and fervent, each swing of her sword seeming to cleave the heavens and earth in two.
However, Xie Wanning, relying on the unique advantages of her ice spirit root and her superb swordsmanship, calmly dealt with the situation. Her Luoze sword danced nimbly in her hand, the sword moves appearing gentle, yet concealing endless chill and powerful ice-type spiritual energy.
As the battle intensified, Ye Qianqian suddenly raised the divine sword high above her head, its blade radiating a brilliant light, gathering all the spiritual power in her body.
"Die!" she roared, unleashing a powerful strike at Xie Wan Ning. This sword strike seemed poised to cleave the entire world in two.
Seeing this, Xie Wanning dared not be careless.
She channeled the spiritual power of her Ice Spirit Root to its limit, and the Luo Ze Sword was instantly enveloped in a thick layer of ice, emitting a chilling aura.
"Ice crack!"
She shouted and swung her sword with all her might to meet Ye Qianqian's attack.
The sword energies intertwined and collided, bursting forth with countless dazzling sparks. The powerful energy surge spread outwards like a surging tide, causing mountains to crumble, the earth to tremble, and everything around to be reduced to dust under the impact of this force.
"boom!"
The Qingyun Palace collapsed instantly under the impact, raising clouds of dust.
Ye Qianqian and Xie Wanning were both thrown backward by the powerful impact.
Ye Qianqian's clothes fluttered wildly in the strong wind, her hair danced in disarray, but her eyes were filled with murderous intent. Xie Wanning steadied herself, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.
Xie Wanning wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Ye Qianqian, and chuckled, "Ye Qianqian, our cultivation levels are evenly matched, why continue fighting? If He doesn't come, then there will only be one outcome of this battle—that is, I will defeat you."
"Is that so? Xie Wanning, you overestimate yourself. With your abilities, you don't need the Heavenly Dao to intervene; I alone am enough." Golden butterflies appeared around Ye Qianqian, and the gold in her eyes shone even brighter.
The divine sword in her hand transformed into a ray of golden light, which then became a golden thread.
"The battle has only just begun, and I'm about to show my true strength."
Ye Qianqian stretched out her right hand, and golden threads spread along her arm. In an instant, hundreds of golden threads, like a spider web, surrounded Xie Wanning.
Xie Wanning, wielding the Luoze Sword, slashed a fierce blade towards Ye Qianqian.
"Break the ice!"
However, the sharp blade was severed by the supple golden thread and vanished into nothingness in the air.
"Do you really think that spiritual power can rival divine power? That's just wishful thinking." Ye Qianqian's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"How will I know if I don't try? Besides, I have more than just spiritual power." Xie Wanning sheathed the Luoze Sword in her hand, and the Guichen Sword flew into her hand. Her voice resounded like a bell, filled with unquestionable authority.
Before she finished speaking, she flashed away like an arrow released from a bow. Phoenix fire ignited around her, and the Guichen Sword in her hand, imbued with phoenix fire, directly severed all the golden threads that were trying to surround her.
Xie Wanning rushed to Ye Qianqian's side, the Guichen Sword in her hand carrying a sharp sword aura, cutting through the sky and making a "buzzing" sound, and the sword tip was only a finger's distance from Ye Qianqian.
Ye Qianqian remained calm and composed. She gently waved the golden threads in her hand, and the threads seemed to come alive, dancing gracefully in the air. In the blink of an eye, the golden threads wove into a golden shield, firmly blocking her path.
Xie Wanning's Guichen Sword slammed into the golden shield with a deafening crash, like metal clashing, sparks flying everywhere. The powerful force caused Ye Qianqian to sway slightly, but she quickly regained her footing.
"You think you can challenge the authority of the Goddess?" Ye Qianqian sneered. Her voice was clear and melodious, like heavenly music, but at this moment it was full of sarcasm.
With a flick of her wrist, the golden thread, like a nimble snake, flew swiftly towards Xie Wan Ning. Wherever the golden thread passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind streaks of gold.
Seeing this, Xie Wanning's eyes flashed with disdain. She slammed the Guichen Sword into the ground and quickly formed hand seals. In an instant, a huge phoenix rose into the air behind her, its body engulfed in raging flames that were so intense they seemed capable of turning everything to ashes.
The phoenix let out a high-pitched cry, a sound that was deafening, and then flapped its huge wings and swooped down toward the golden silk.
The phoenix and the golden thread met in the sky, and for a moment, flames soared into the heavens, golden light flashing. The phoenix's flames and the golden thread's divine power collided, producing crackling sounds, like a grand fireworks display. The powerful energy fluctuations dispersed the surrounding clouds, revealing a clear blue sky.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Wanning quickly pulled the Guichen Sword from the ground and charged at Ye Qianqian again.
Her swordsmanship was sharp and ruthless, each strike imbued with the powerful force of the phoenix. Ye Qianqian skillfully used the golden threads in her hands, sometimes parrying, sometimes counterattacking. The golden threads in her hands were like lively ribbons, deflecting Xie Wanning's attacks one by one.
The two fought back and forth, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.
Xie Wanning's white robe fluttered in the wind, her hair was disheveled from the fierce battle, and her blue hair ribbons fluttered in the wind, but her eyes became more and more determined.
The golden butterflies surrounding Ye Qianqian grew denser, her face remained calm, but the golden threads in her hands became increasingly sharp.
Suddenly, Xie Wanning roared, channeling all her phoenix power into the Guichen Sword. The Guichen Sword instantly shone brightly, its blade surrounded by blazing flames. Xie Wanning swung the Guichen Sword, unleashing a massive sword aura towards Ye Qianqian. This sword aura, like an enraged tiger, roared towards Ye Qianqian with world-destroying power.
Ye Qianqian sensed the immense power of the sword energy and dared not be careless in the slightest. She concentrated all her divine power into the golden thread in her hand, which instantly shimmered with golden light, like a giant golden dragon. Ye Qianqian swung the golden thread to meet Xie Wanning's sword energy head-on.
"boom!"
After an explosion, the smoke cleared, and the outcome of the battle was obvious.
The Returning Dust Sword lay to the side, blood trickling from Xie Wanning's forehead. She knelt on one knee, her hands bound by golden threads, unable to break free.
However, she smiled and looked ahead, where Ye Qianqian, who was holding a golden thread in one hand, was no longer an ordinary person.
Golden patterns appeared on her face, and her eyes held only arrogant indifference.
"Fusang, you've finally arrived."
"Yes, I have come to claim what is rightfully mine. Divine Realm, open!"