Chapter 7

As the night deepened, the乱石岗 fell into a brief silence. The woman standing on the lotus, with her cold and profound eyes, looked down at the two people below, her eyes, filled with sanctity and arrogance, showing no emotional fluctuation.

Her delicate chin lifted slightly, and the lotus moved forward seven feet. The woman in a moon-white silk dress exuded an irresistible charm, her slender and snowy fingers lightly brushing past the black hair by her neck. She glanced coldly at Xunqiu, her red lips slightly parting, full of coldness.

"Mortals, who cannot escape the destruction of their physical bodies, ultimately cannot resist the temptation of appearance."

"Mortal? Haha, the Archangel has always had a keen eye, but this title you've given seems somewhat inappropriate, doesn't it?" The strange old man smiled and lightly mocked the woman in white.

"I know he is the successor you are looking for," the woman in white responded coldly, her face unchanged. "Since you have found him, it saves me the trouble."

The young man shivered. "Save her the trouble? What does that mean?" According to the woman in white, it seemed she also wanted to search for him.

"Hehe, when did I become so popular? Not only can I make a strange monk 'fall in love,' but I can also make a beautiful woman care. I can practically appeal to everyone, young and old!" Xunqiu secretly rejoiced.

Just as Xunqiu was secretly happy, the strange old man suddenly stuck to him like a piece of chewing gum, tightly gripping his arm and said with a serious tone, a hint of threat in his words.

"Brat, I have already sealed the Golden Seal in your body. Now we are in the same boat. If you don't want to die, listen to me!"

"What boat? Old man, you're playing me!" Xunqiu was completely confused. He couldn't deal with these entangled grudges, but the Golden Seal seemed to be the focus of the struggle between the two parties, and now it was sealed in his body!

Shrugging his shoulders innocently, the strange old man looked helpless. "There's no other way now. But to be honest, we don't necessarily have to lose. No need to be so alarmed."

"Old man, you..." Xunqiu pointed at the strange old man's nose, a lump of anger blocking his throat, making it hard to speak.

"Wendao Monk, you wanted to use his unique constitution to hide the aura of the Golden Seal, thinking you could deceive everyone. But you didn't expect that I had already made a move on you. All your actions are under my control," the woman in white said coldly, her eyes filled with a look of complete control.

Unfazed by the woman in white's arrogant and confident expression, the strange old man sneered, his pale golden face showing no sign of defeat. He shook his head and sighed, "Though your Xuantian Realm is full of heroes, each one has a high opinion of themselves. This will ultimately lead to great losses."

"The grudges between realms are not for us to interfere with, and the way of the Xuantian Realm is not for an outsider like you to meddle with. At least now, it's clear who is in charge," the woman in white said, her voice still icy, making Xunqiu feel even more suspicious about the situation. Suddenly, her gaze turned to him, and she scolded, "Ignorant boy of the human world, come to me quickly! That old monk is just using your body to hide the treasure. Once the time is up, he will cut you open and take the Golden Seal!"

Xunqiu was shaken, unsure if the woman in white was telling the truth. He looked at the strange old man, his eyes full of shock.

The strange old man shook his head self-deprecatingly, glared at the woman in white with disdain, and said softly, "Nonsense. Finding the next generation of the Xuantian Sect is my mission. How could I harm the one I have chosen? You, who claim to save all beings, are the ones who casually decide the life and death of others, which is absurd."

At this, Wendao Monk's anger flared up, and he roared indignantly, "If the upper realms are controlled by you, how can they not be destroyed!"

The woman in white sneered, "Destroyed? Ha! What a joke!"

"Joke?!" Wendao Monk countered, "Wasn't the former ancestor of the Xuantian Sect an example?!" His fiery eyes stared directly at the other, the look of reverence and madness in his eyes making the woman in white, who had the upper hand, feel a sense of fear.

"Hmph! Don't use a deceased legend to pressure me. Since you are so stubborn, let's see who is stronger!" The woman in white, seemingly touched on a sore spot, turned her gaze away in embarrassment, but did not argue further. She sneered and, with a delicate cry, casually waved her arm, sending a pale green cloud of energy straight toward Xunqiu.

"Come over here!" The cloud of energy gathered in the wind, enveloping Xunqiu and pinning him in place. The woman in white's arm suddenly raised, ready to lift him up.

"Ha!" The strange old man also roared, a golden light shooting from his hand, instantly shattering the green cloud of energy. The surging energy waves burst forth, knocking Xunqiu to the ground, and he rolled to the feet of the strange old man.

The strange old man's interception did not anger the woman in white. Although both were at the Immortal level, as an Archangel of the Xuantian Realm, her strength was still slightly superior to the strange monk.

After one exchange with the woman in white, the strange old man's face remained unchanged, but he secretly felt uneasy. If he could match her in cultivation, he wouldn't have to run around like a dog with its tail between its legs.

"If you want to escape, I might not stop you, but this boy, you won't be able to protect today," the woman in white sneered, casting a sinister glance at Xunqiu, her eyes filled with killing intent. She raised her arm slightly, and the air above her crackled with wind and thunder. A blinding bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, the fierce wind and thunder power like a bursting mountain flood, rolling in layers in the air.

"Wait!" At this moment, the strange old man suddenly shouted, "What kind of place is this? Think carefully before you attack me."

The woman in white was taken aback, then smiled, seemingly mocking the strange old man's ignorance. "What's the difference if it's the human world? Wendao Monk, you are really old and confused. Don't forget, the technique of separating realms is my specialty."

As she spoke, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and a layer of pale silver elemental energy suddenly spread out, instantly covering a hundred feet in all directions, completely isolating the three people on the乱石岗 from the outside world.

The strange old man, known as Wendao Monk, looked solemn. A golden light flashed around him, and as a cryptic Buddhist chant emerged from his mouth, a sacred Buddhist seal rose, quickly heading toward the woman in white's chest.

With a solemn and golden aura, the immense power of the Buddhist sect surged through his body like rolling thunder. With his hands clasped in prayer, Wendao Monk opened his eyes, his golden pupils radiating divine light.

With a wave of his hands, the golden light around him emitted a long bell sound, like a world-shaking sound, transforming into a brilliant swastika symbol above his head. Wendao continued to chant, and with a flick of his dry and withered fingers, a resounding sound echoed through the heavens. The swastika symbol grew larger, and a warm and powerful Buddhist force rose into the sky, completely enveloping the three people.

Once the swastika symbol was in place, it began to rotate faster, gathering countless Buddhist spells, completely enclosing the woman in white. A golden, radiant barrier enveloped her, and four golden symbols flew from Wendao's body, firmly attaching to the four corners of the swastika symbol. A flash of light, and the entire乱石岗 was bathed in golden Buddhist light, forming a golden barrier.

As the Buddhist barrier formed, a powerful force pressed down, forcing the woman in white, who was floating in the air, to drop a丈. The ground beneath her feet could not bear the weight, cracking and exploding.

In the swastika symbol, the woman in white's eyes turned cold, and she huffed, "The Golden Swastika Barrier is indeed a formidable secret technique, not to be underestimated. But it's a pity, I don't think it can contain me. Now, let's see how I break your Buddhist technique."

"Wind and Thunder Slash, Elemental Roar!"

The woman in white's raised right arm swung down, and a furious roar echoed from the sky. In a flash of light, a deafening sound was heard, and a powerful bolt of lightning, as thick as a barrel, ruthlessly struck.

"Boom!"

The silver lightning struck the golden swastika symbol, the smooth golden barrier bending into a dangerous arc. The two different energies collided, emitting a blinding light.

"Break!"

The woman in white raised her hand and cried out, the lightning's power increasing. The swastika symbol, which had been struggling to hold, cracked at one corner, the crack spreading to the center.

Under the continuous pressure, a闷雷 sounded, and a destructive force, centered on the broken swastika symbol, spread wildly in all directions. Wendao Monk, with his hands raised, pushed upward, forming a posture of supporting the sky. A massive golden bowl, like a falling mountain, slammed down, enclosing the three people inside.

"Golden Bamboo Mixed Yuan Bowl!"

The woman in white's voice of shock and anger echoed from inside the bowl. The golden bowl, glowing with Buddhist light, immediately shrank, bounced off the ground, and transformed into a pale golden dot, disappearing into the night sky...

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