Battle Through the Heavens: Beauties Abound Starting with Yunlan and Her Disciples

398: Section 398Or rather, it was Han Fenger within the illusion.

Yao Chan’s face was filled with shock, grief, and confusion. She stumbled back a few steps, her lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence. In the next instant, the scene shifted.

It was Han Fenger again, but this time she was smiling innocently, holding a bowl of medicinal soup in her hands: ”Master, please drink your medicine.”

Yao Chan took it and drank it all in one gulp. Then, her face suddenly turned deathly pale, blood seeped from her seven orifices, and she collapsed with a crash. Han Fenger continued to smile, but the smile was eerie and extraordinary.

The scene shifted again. It was still Han Fenger.

This time, she was kneeling beside Yao Chan’s corpse, crying heart-wrenchingly: ”Master! Master! Please wake up!” Yun Xiancheng’s mouth twitched slightly.

Good grief, Han Fenger is going to haunt Yao Chan for a lifetime at this rate.

”Your master’s Emperor Realm Soul is not flawless,” the Bodhi Ancient Tree’s voice sounded at the right moment. ”She still has regrets and obsessions in her heart. This obsession is—”

—the reason why she cannot achieve complete perfection.”

The Ancient Tree’s tone became somewhat complex. ”An upright and flawless soul has no regrets and does not need the tempering of the mortal world.” This had led into a dead end.

An Emperor Realm Soul is not flawless, and a flawless soul is not at the Emperor Realm.

Yun Xiancheng pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled. ”As for slaying the remnant soul of an Emperor Realm, I actually have a plan.”

Before his voice had even faded, he waved his large hand. Rumble—

The entire illusionary space shook violently. A magnificent heavenly palace appeared out of thin air, with carved railings and jade masonry, jade towers and pavilions, surrounded by immortal mist and boundless majesty. The phantom of the Cloud Above Heavenly Palace covered half of the Bodhi Ancient Tree’s space, enveloping everyone trapped in the illusion.

The South Heaven Gate stood tall and majestic, and behind the gate was the shimmering Jasper Lake.

And at the end of the Jasper Lake, a pitch-black platform with a soaring baleful aura stood quietly. The Slaughtering Platform.

Yun Xiancheng took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared before the Slaughtering Platform. At some point, he had changed into a profound black imperial robe and wore a ceremonial crown.

Imperial might surged around him, making him look like the supreme ruler above the Nine Heavens.

Endless baleful aura surged out from the Slaughtering Platform, condensing into twisted ghostly figures in mid-air. These ghosts hissed and roared, as if complaining—

—that they hadn’t killed enough.

They felt extremely uncomfortable.

The phantom of the Bodhi Ancient Tree couldn’t help but shrink back, fearing that the baleful aura would slay it as well. But at the moment Yun Xiancheng’s killing intent emerged—

Half of the entire Bodhi Ancient Tree space was swallowed by darkness.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness. It was a man dressed in a black robe, holding a jade ruyi in his hand, surrounded by a decaying yet powerful aura. His face was blurred, and only in those eyes burned the flames of resentment and madness.

The remnant soul of the Black-Robed Dou Di.

He said nothing, only raising a hand and pointing.

The jade ruyi shone brightly, turning into a black silk-like beam that shot straight for Yun Xiancheng’s face. A cold sneer curled at the corner of Yun Xiancheng’s mouth.

On the Slaughtering Platform, the baleful aura roared out like a dragon.

The two forces collided violently in mid-air, erupting with an earth-shattering roar.

The entire illusionary space was teetering under the impact, with countless cracks spreading like a spiderweb. The strength of the Black-Robed Dou Di’s remnant soul was indeed terrifying; even with only a wisp remaining, he was still peerless in this world. But Yun Xiancheng’s Slaughtering Platform was also a sacred object used by the Heavenly Emperor to execute disobedient subjects.

Moreover, his current cultivation technique had reached the threshold of the Emperor Realm, his soul was flawless, and his Dao heart was perfect. The Heavenly Emperor shall slay the Evil Emperor.

In just a few moments, the Black-Robed Dou Di had fallen into a disadvantage. His figure became more and more illusory, and his aura grew weaker. But he did not give up just like that—

He suddenly turned around, his entire being transforming into a streak of black light, charging straight toward the main body of the Bodhi Ancient Tree. ”If you dare kill me, it must die with me!”

The Black-Robed Dou Di’s remnant soul let out a final roar. He had already become deeply and inextricably entangled with the Bodhi Ancient Tree; if he were forcibly slain, the Ancient Tree would surely die.

At the critical moment— ”Slay.”

The Bodhi Ancient Tree’s voice was calm and resolute. ”Do not hesitate, even if I must die.”

It would rather perish itself than allow this evil remnant soul to continue existing in the world. A hint of approval flashed in Yun Xiancheng’s eyes.

He did not hesitate, waving his hand as an invisible force forcibly stripped the Black-Robed Dou Di’s remnant soul from the tree’s body and pressed it onto the Slaughtering Platform. ”Decree—Refine!”

As the words fell, a blade’s light flashed on the Slaughtering Platform.

The Black-Robed Dou Di’s remnant soul didn’t even have time to scream before it was completely obliterated. That vast energy and soul source were all absorbed by the Slaughtering Platform,

turning into nutrients to nourish it.

The baleful aura on the Slaughtering Platform seemed slightly satisfied.

But immediately following— Rumble!

The entire Bodhi Ancient Tree space began to shake violently. In reality, that giant ancient tree withered and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The emerald green leaves fell one after another, the sturdy branches began to crack, and its vitality drained at an alarming rate.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree was on the verge of collapse.

Just when everyone thought it was about to completely perish—

A slender figure slowly emerged from the withered trunk.

It was a woman of peerless Beauty, with long emerald-green hair falling like a waterfall, skin as white as jade, and eyes filled with the innocence and curiosity of a newborn. She was barefoot, her body only wrapped in a layer of gauze woven from leaves, partially hidden and partially visible, beautiful beyond description.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree had actually condensed into a human form at the moment of death.

She stumbled forward a few steps, her figure swaying, and fell straight toward the ground. Yun Xiancheng’s figure flashed, and he steadily caught her in his arms.

The emerald-haired Beauty looked up, her clear eyes meeting Yun Xiancheng’s. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but because she was too weak, she could only let out a few faint murmurs.

With a thought from Yun Xiancheng—

Within the Cloud Above Heavenly Palace, an emerald green divine tree rose from the ground. That divine tree was exactly the same as the Bodhi Ancient Tree, only shrunk countless times, but the vitality it contained was not diminished in the slightest.

The Beauty in his arms became light and turned into a streak of light, disappearing into that divine tree.

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The ancient tree collapsed, and everyone woke up one by one.

Some had joyful looks on their faces, clearly having gained something in the illusion. Others had complex expressions, not knowing what they had experienced in the dream.

There were also those who looked around blankly, not yet fully withdrawn from that long dream. When Yao Ling opened her eyes, her eye sockets were slightly red.

She had seen her deceased mother in the dream, and that warmth made her almost unwilling to wake up.

But when she saw Yun Xiancheng sitting cross-legged not far away, what welled up in her heart was another kind of indescribable emotion. Huo Zhi leaped up from the ground and immediately searched for Yun Xiancheng’s figure.

When she saw him sitting safely under that withered ancient tree, her hanging heart finally settled down. However, when she observed closely, she discovered something unusual.

Yun Xiancheng was currently sitting cross-legged at the base of the ancient tree, his body enveloped in a faint emerald green halo. That Bodhi Ancient Tree, which had originally withered until only its branches remained,

was now shedding fist-sized fruits that emitted a glowing green light from its branches at an extremely slow speed.

Those fruits did not fall to the ground but hovered in mid-air, slowly rotating, and finally merged into Yun Xiancheng’s body. Every time a fruit merged, the aura on Yun Xiancheng’s body would strengthen by a fraction.

That aura was not the violent nature of Dou Qi, but a kind of indescribable etherealness and transcendence that made people unconsciously want to get closer, yet not dare to disturb him.

”That’s a bodhi seed! And a bodhi heart!?” In the crowd, someone let out a startled cry.

Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on Yun Xiancheng.

The bodhi seed was a supreme treasure condensed from the spiritual rhythm of heaven and earth by the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

Legend had it that swallowing one could cleanse the state of mind, increase comprehension, and even provide a chance to break through bottlenecks. What a stroke of luck this was!

In the crowd, greedy gazes began to surge. But more people just watched from a distance, not daring to step forward. Because they knew very well that someone who could make the Bodhi Ancient Tree actively bestow such a creation was definitely not someone they could provoke. However, not everyone was so rational.

In the Hall of Souls’ camp, the Grand Heavenly Lord slowly opened his eyes.

He had experienced a long ordeal in the illusion. In the dream, he was trapped in an endless cycle, failing time and again, and being humiliated time and again.

That frustration and anger had almost completely swallowed his reason.

When he saw Yun Xiancheng bathing in the creation of the Bodhi Ancient Tree, the anger in his heart instantly exploded. ”He must be stopped.”

This thought flashed through his mind.

Almost without thinking, the Grand Heavenly Lord’s body surged with black mist, and he threw a punch. That punch carried world-destroying power, aiming straight for Yun Xiancheng’s face.

He knew very well that with the strength of those around Yun Xiancheng, it was impossible for him to kill the opponent.

But as long as he could interrupt this meditation and make the opponent fail at the last step, that would be good enough. The wind from the punch whistled, and the space was extraordinary.

However, before that punch could touch Yun Xiancheng, it was stopped by two figures simultaneously. Yao Chan and Zi Yan had both acted at almost the same instant.

Yao Chan lightly raised her jade hand, and an invisible barrier appeared out of thin air, completely neutralizing the Grand Heavenly Lord’s attack.

Zi Yan was even more direct. Her purple dragon claw reached out, directly crushing that mass of black mist. Her five fingers closed, ruthlessly squeezing toward the Grand Heavenly Lord’s head. ”Seeking death.”

Yao Chan’s voice was terrifyingly calm.

She made a grasping motion with her other hand in the air, and the Grand Heavenly Lord’s body instantly stiffened, his soul locked tight by a terrifying force.

Immediately after, Zi Yan’s dragon claw pierced through his chest, bursting that still-beating heart. The Grand Heavenly Lord didn’t even have time to scream before his physical body turned into a mist of blood under their joint efforts. That wisp of remnant soul had just thought of escaping when it was crushed and completely obliterated by Yao Chan’s Emperor Realm Soul power.

From the moment they acted to the end, it was only the blink of an eye. The entire scene was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by these thunderous methods.

A peak One-Star Dou Sheng powerhouse didn’t even have the chance to resist before being killed on the spot. However, just when everyone thought the dust had settled—

Within the Hall of Souls’ camp, two originally unremarkable black-robed figures suddenly erupted with earth-shattering auras.

One was at the early stage of Six-Star Dou Sheng. The other was at the late stage of Three-Star Dou Sheng.

That pressure was like something tangible, instantly enveloping the entire space under the ancient tree. Countless cultivators with lower cultivation were directly pressed to their knees, blood seeping from their mouths and noses.

”It’s the Hall Master of the Soul Hall! And the Deputy Hall Master!”

In the crowd, someone recognized these two figures and let out a terrified cry.

The Hall Master of the Soul Hall was dressed in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, holding a pitch-black scepter in his hand. His aura was cold and powerful; just

standing there caused the surrounding space to begin distorting.

The Deputy Hall Master was relatively younger, but in those eyes burned an undisguised killing intent. ”Daring to kill a Heavenly Lord of my Hall of Souls, you seek death.”

The Hall Master’s voice was low and raspy, as if coming from the depths of hell. He raised a hand and pointed, and the black mist in the sky condensed into a giant palm that covered the sky, ruthlessly slapping toward Yao Chan and Zi Yan.

The Deputy Hall Master’s figure flashed, turning into a streak of black light, aiming straight for Yun Xiancheng. However, at this critical moment—

A red figure appeared as if out of thin air, blocking the way in front of the two of them. It was a beautiful woman in a red dress.

Her appearance was gorgeous and mature, her eyes carrying a hint of laziness and charm.

But at this moment, a playful smile hung on her face. ”Oh my, you two are in such a hurry, where are you going?”

She waved her hand, and a crimson fire barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking all of the Hall Master’s attacks.

That fire was no ordinary fire, but carried a terrifyingly high temperature that could destroy everything, even causing the space to distort and deform. The Deputy Hall Master’s attack was also blocked.

His figure suddenly stalled in mid-air, and a fire chain had wrapped around his ankle at some point, forcibly dragging him back. ”Who are you?!”

In the Hall Master’s voice, for the first time, there was a hint of gravity. The red-dressed Beauty said with a giggle:

”Miss System Spirit asked me to step in and protect her husband, and Huo Zhi also begged her master to protect her sweetheart. This young man happens to have a fate with me, so naturally I cannot stand by and watch.”

She paused, the smile on her face fading, replaced by a sharp killing intent.

”Among the ancient clans, there is a rule that those above Five-Star Dou Sheng are forbidden from acting. The Hun Clan broke the agreement first and shall be punished.” As her voice fell, she flipped her jade hand, and a crimson Fire Lotus bloomed in her palm.

That Fire Lotus looked delicate and beautiful, but in reality, it contained terrifying energy that could destroy heaven and earth. The Fire Lotus spun and flew out, heading straight for the Deputy Hall Master.

The Deputy Hall Master’s face changed drastically, black mist surging around him as he tried to resist.

However, the moment the Fire Lotus touched the black mist, it burned it all away.

Immediately after, the Fire Lotus exploded in front of his chest, and the crimson flames instantly swallowed him whole. ”Ah—!”

A shrill scream echoed through the world.

The Deputy Hall Master struggled in the flames, trying to escape.

But those flames were like maggots on a bone; no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t get rid of them.

In just a few breaths, his physical body was burned to ash, and even his soul could not escape.

A late-stage Three-Star Dou Sheng powerhouse was burned to death just like that. The whole scene fell into deathly silence once again.

Everyone’s eyes widened, unable to believe everything that had happened before them.

Who on earth was that red-dressed Beauty? To be able to kill a Dou Sheng powerhouse so easily? ”Elder Huo Ling!”

In the Yan Clan’s team, someone recognized her identity and let out a startled cry. Elder Huo Ling, a Seven-Star Dou Sheng of the Yan Clan, a long-renowned top-tier powerhouse. She had been active thousands of years ago and was not a powerhouse of this era.