Chapter 138: Unsealing

"Rebellious disciple! How dare you secretly release a supreme beast!"

An enraged voice arrived accompanied by rolling waves of Qi. Fairy Qinghua's figure suffered heavy damage, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, but just as she was about to crash into the cliffside, a sinister black mist enveloped her entire body, cutting off all the impact.

The aura around Fairy Qinghua surged again and again, reaching a terrifying realm in the blink of an eye.

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi flashed a look of astonishment and pain, trembling as she said, "Scoundrel, you actually learned the demonic arts of the Thousand Rivers Region in secret!"

One could see that Fairy Qinghua, whose original aura was like an orchid in an empty valley, had undergone a drastic transformation. The corners of her lips were as scarlet as blood, and her eyes naturally radiated seductiveness, turning her in the blink of an eye into a formidable and bewitching woman.

"Master, if you had passed the position of Holy Maiden to me back then, how could there be today's events?"

Fairy Qinghua said with a slight smile.

"Hmph! Daydreaming. You framed your fellow senior sister, and now I shall purge the sect."

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi wore a gloomy expression, waving her large sleeve as majestic spiritual Qi swept forward like a hurricane.

Fairy Qinghua's figure was enveloped by black fog and vanished on the spot, reappearing dozens of zhang away.

With her hands clasped behind her back, Fairy Qinghua said leisurely, "Master should deal with this ferocious beast properly first; otherwise, if Yaochi's foundation of hundreds and thousands of years is destroyed in one fell swoop, I'm afraid Master will become a sinner through the ages."

As the words fell, Fairy Qinghua's figure disappeared from where she stood.

At the same time, a massive figure filled with demonic and evil power manifested between heaven and earth.

Green-faced and sharp-toothed, its eyes resembled crimson moons, and countless runes on its grayish-black arms were dim.

As its footsteps slowly stepped forward, rumbling tremors accompanied by fierce winds blew across, filling this entire realm.

The earth shook and the mountains quivered.

The terrifying oppressive feeling of the giant beast rushed straight toward them.

Subsequently, a deep roar erupted from the beast's throat.

The Dragon-Trapping Stakes instantly emitted a wailing sound and flew backward.

The giant lotus platform shattered with a deafening crash, and the boundless Buddhist kingdom completely dissipated.

The ancient sword Zhutian, its blade as scarlet as blood, still stubbornly suppressed the top of the fiend, but it seemed unable to restrict the opponent's movements much anymore.

Su Mo pondered for a moment, waved his right hand gently, and the ancient sword instantly flew back into his palm.

Countless Yaochi disciples arrived at this place with solemn expressions.

A female disciple of outstanding appearance stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the Holy Mistress, Elders Shui and Mu are currently battling the Nether Guards of the Thousand Rivers Region. Furthermore, the formations within a radius of hundreds of miles have completely dissipated for some unknown reason and cannot be restarted. Perhaps only by channeling the supreme spiritual Qi of Senior Sister Pianpian can they be restarted."

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi silently gazed into the distance without speaking.

The female disciple froze for a moment, subconsciously looking along that line of sight, and then started in surprise.

Why was Senior Sister He Pianpian trapped in the center of the three mountains?

"All disciples, listen to my command!"

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi wore a placid expression, saying coldly, "Use the grand guardian array to seal off all entry and exit routes within a radius of a thousand miles. No one is permitted to enter without authorization."

All the Yaochi disciples spoke in unison, "We obey the Holy Mistress's decree."

As the numerous disciples departed, the Holy Mistress of Yaochi turned around and continued, "Today's events concern the millennium foundation of my Yaochi. For certain reasons, several of our sect's elders and almighty figures are unable to come here. Please, the three of you, assist me in locking away the beast once more."

"Regardless of whether this endeavor succeeds, Yaochi will surely keep it engraved in our hearts."

The monk from Linyin Temple nodded slightly, returned the bow, and said, "Subduing demons and eliminating fiends is the duty of us Buddhists."

Ignoring the admonishing communications of several elders behind him using divine sense, Xi Jiufang of Liubo Mountain patted his chest and said, "As fellow sacred land sects, I, Xi Jiufang, will definitely go all out."

Su Mo did not express his stance, only silently gazing at the great fiend in the distance, and asked with curiosity, "Looking at its appearance, it resembles the true form of a Nightmare, but the essence of a Nightmare is merely a minor sprite of the Underworld. Why is this entity so powerful?"

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi sighed. "This matter is a long story..."

A majestic aura spontaneously emerged in the distance.

Looking up, a white lotus, different from that of the monk from Linyin Temple, appeared in the sky, as if covering the entire vault of heaven before them.

Spiritual Qi filled the sky, cascading down in strands of white light, and a sense of tranquility and peace filled everyone's hearts.

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi said in a deep voice, "The soul of the Nightmare is still suppressed within the immortal tombs of Yaochi, so the ferocious beast before our eyes possesses merely a remnant sliver of spiritual consciousness. During this time, I must utilize the spiritual Qi of Yaochi to reshape the seal."

The three of them spoke simultaneously, "We obey the Holy Mistress's instructions!"

The Holy Mistress of Yaochi then looked into the distance.

Holy Maiden He Pianpian, who was helplessly trapped within the formation, sensed the gaze and closed her eyes slightly.

Rumble!

The sound was like the towering waves stirred up by a violent storm in the sea, shaking heaven and earth.

Looking closely, it was actually a tide of spiritual Qi permeating the heavens and the earth.

Spiritual Qi like a sea, with towering breakers and surging waves.

...

The Immortal Burial Tombs.

Fairy Linghua said, "The little girl in Yaochi responsible for controlling the formation seems to have been used by people from the Thousand Rivers Region."

Shen Yu looked at the scene before him and said, "This was originally a very common occurrence."

Fairy Linghua did not know what she thought of, and sighed with emotion, "Indeed, several thousand years ago, the Thousand Rivers region already loved doing such things."

A thousand years ago, if it weren't for a similar event happening, given Fairy Linghua's lofty realm and supreme Daoist cultivation, how could she have possibly ended up with the fate of death and the dissipation of her Dao?

Before the two of them, that cluster of black fog began to burn slowly.

"The physical body is unsealed, and the soul has also begun to be drawn upon."

Fairy Linghua wore a grave expression, saying solemnly, "Before the people of Yaochi can suppress its physical body once more, we must keep its soul here."

Fairy Linghua suddenly froze and smiled. "Fortunately, you are here. Although it doesn't know who you are, it instinctively holds dread toward you, preventing it from making any overly drastic moves, which makes my suppression a bit easier."

Shen Yu did not speak, only calmly observing the scene before him.

The Thousand Rivers Region had first subdued the Nether Ghost, and then, cooperating with that Yaochi disciple E Qinghua, released the Nightmare fiend at a time when the sacred land's various almighty figures were unable to manifest in the world.

This was what was happening right now.

As for why they went to such great lengths to make a move in Yaochi, Shen Yu had not yet figured out the deeper reasons behind it.

"Troublesome."

Shen Yu said.

If so, he should have just slapped everything directly into dust back in those years; otherwise, how could there be so many matters now?

Many people would possess the state of mind Shen Yu held at this moment.

During certain times, towards matters they cared nothing about, they maintained an attitude of indifference.

And at some later time, when they truly encountered trouble, would they sigh about the past.

"Then I'm going. Wait for me here."

Fairy Linghua said with a smile. Seeing the aloof expression on the opposite side, she turned slightly, and a trace of sorrow finally emerged in her eyes.

The entity she had left behind in this place was originally merely a fragment of her soul. Three thousand years had passed, and to still retain a remnant soul while suppressing the Nightmare was already an extraordinary feat. As a result, she had expended further energy to heal Shen Yu's wounds, and at this moment, she had to expend the very last sliver of soul power to suppress the Nightmare's soul.

She had reached the end of her tether, and perhaps the next moment she would completely vanish between heaven and earth.

Fairy Linghua turned her head again to take a deep look at Shen Yu, then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air with a smile in her eyes.

Having waited for three thousand years, she had once again seen the person she wanted to see.

What regrets remained?

None.

Fairy Linghua's gaze gradually turned resolute. A majestic aura spontaneously emerged from her body, and countless gates of light within the Immortal Burial Tombs simultaneously emitted astonishing radiance.

Numerous rumbles sounded at the horizon, accompanied by the roars of the ferocious beast and the sound of the air shattering. The brilliance was dazzling and extremely eye-catching.

The battle over there had already begun and was extremely fierce.

Replacing it was the black fog formed by the Nightmare's soul. The black Qi grew increasingly majestic, burning fiercely like a fire.

Fairy Linghua waved her left hand lightly, and a magnificent and dazzling light converged within it.

A ferocious visage was revealed within the black fog, and its demonic gaze was soul-stirring.

"Linghua, what are you doing? Do you want to seek death?!"

Fairy Linghua smiled slightly, arriving before the black fog. She raised her left hand high, then closed her eyes, her entire person seeming to hurl herself into the black fog.

The next moment.

Her movement stopped.

It turned out that Shen Yu had grabbed her hand and then slowly lowered it.

Fairy Linghua's expression remained calm as she smiled and said, "This is my mission, and I still have remaining strength. It'll be fine."

Shen Yu gazed at her silently.

The latter bit her lips without speaking, appearing somewhat stubborn.

Boom!

At this moment, the space surrounding the Nightmare's soul shattered instantly, and cracks appeared one after another. Then, with a rumble of thunder, the black fog charged rapidly towards the gate of light, turning and vanishing from sight.

Everything happened quickly, but it was still in time for the two people in the arena to react.

Yet Fairy Linghua merely watched this scene silently.

Because she felt the unquestionable power on her arm; she had no way, or rather, was unwilling to move even the slightest bit.

She looked somewhat exasperatedly at the man beside her.

Shen Yu turned a blind eye to her gaze.

Fairy Linghua said, "Yaochi is truly going to face massive trouble."

Shen Yu said nothing, only gazing at the location of the gate of light for a long time before finally shaking his head and saying, "I said it three thousand years ago: a woman should meddle less in matters of killing and fighting."

Having said these words, Shen Yu stepped forward and left the Immortal Tombs.