Thousands of talismans!
Seeing the talismans in Yang Nianxue’s hands, the bamboo basket woman’s face darkened instantly.
The power of those talismans was formidable, and even she didn’t dare underestimate them.
Yang Nianxue suddenly said, “Small Pagoda, take your Little Master inside to heal!”
The pagoda hurriedly pulled the weakened Ye Xuan into its interior.
Yang Nianxue looked at the bamboo basket woman in the distance, her face expressionless. “I didn’t want to use these talismans originally. My father said I rely too much on external tools…”
She shook her head. “Woman, come on—let’s see how tough you really are!”
As her words fell, her palm opened, and a talisman shot out.
*Rip!*
A golden light tore through the arena!
In the distance, the bamboo basket woman’s face remained impassive. She threw a punch!
*Boom!*
The golden light shattered and disintegrated. But in the next moment, another golden light shot toward her!
Her brows furrowed slightly. She closed her eyes, and her body turned illusory.
*Slash the past!*
Seeing the bamboo basket woman’s body fade, Yang Nianxue’s eyes narrowed. Her palm opened, and an ancient mirror appeared. It floated above her head, emitting a strange beam that enveloped her.
*Boom!*
In an instant, Yang Nianxue’s body became illusory!
The bamboo basket woman suddenly looked up at her, eyes narrowing. “You’re not in the past!”
Yang Nianxue said coolly, “Do you know what this is? The Space-Time Divine Mirror. Under its light, for three sword strikes, no one can slash my past or probe my future!”
The bamboo basket woman glanced at the mirror above Yang Nianxue’s head. Her right hand clenched slowly. Then, she charged forward, throwing a punch at Yang Nianxue—only to be met with a barrage of talismans!
Yang Nianxue hurled talismans frantically, one after another. The starry river around them boiled and burned!
Under the relentless bombardment, the bamboo basket woman was forced to retreat repeatedly!
These weren’t ordinary talismans—their power was immense, and their sheer quantity was overwhelming!
After about a quarter of an hour, Yang Nianxue’s talismans dwindled, and her expression grew increasingly grave.
Though the talismans could push the bamboo basket woman back, they couldn’t kill her.
Soon, Yang Nianxue used her final talisman, which the bamboo basket woman shattered with a single punch!
The bamboo basket woman stared at her. “Any more?”
Yang Nianxue shook her head. “None left.”
The bamboo basket woman’s face was cold. “Then it’s time for you to die!”
Her voice fell, and she charged, her fist surging toward Yang Nianxue, its overwhelming force enveloping her.
In the distance, Yang Nianxue remained calm. As the bamboo basket woman reached her, her palm opened, revealing a small hall. A sword light shot out from it!
*Boom!*
The bamboo basket woman was sent flying a thousand feet by the sword light!
When she stopped, she looked at her right hand—a deep sword gash marked it!
Seeing the wound, her eyes narrowed. She looked up at Yang Nianxue, where the small hall had risen into the air, expanding into a massive structure. Above its entrance were two bold characters: *Sword Hall*.
*Sword Hall!*
The bamboo basket woman frowned. “What divine artifact is this?”
Yang Nianxue’s face was expressionless. “Sword Hall.”
*Sword Hall!*
The bamboo basket woman shook her head. “Never heard of it.”
Her voice fell, and she charged again, her fist blazing like a scorching sun.
As her punch landed, the endless starry sky boiled once more!
At that moment, a sword flew from the Sword Hall, slashing downward.
*Rip!*
The fist’s radiance was torn apart!
A cold glint flashed in the bamboo basket woman’s eyes. Instead of retreating, she advanced, throwing a punch at the oncoming sword!
*Boom!*
Sword light and fist radiance exploded. The sword was blasted away, and the bamboo basket woman retreated hundreds of feet!
When she stopped, she looked at her right hand—it had been sliced open!
Her brows furrowed deeply. She looked up at the Sword Hall above Yang Nianxue, where the sword had returned.
Yang Nianxue looked at her. “Still want to fight?”
The bamboo basket woman glanced at her. “You have many divine artifacts.”
Yang Nianxue nodded. “Quite a few.”
The bamboo basket woman suddenly said, “But they’re still external tools!”
Her voice fell, and she closed her eyes, clasping her hands together.
In the distance, Yang Nianxue’s eyes narrowed. She formed hand seals, silently chanting a sword incantation.
At that moment, the bamboo basket woman opened her eyes and stepped forward. Her soul left her body, and both her physical form and soul split into countless afterimages!
Yang Nianxue sensed a deadly aura. Her eyes widened. “Slash!”
Her voice fell, and ten swords shot from the Sword Hall!
*Rip, rip, rip!*
Countless sword lights cascaded like a waterfall, engulfing the bamboo basket woman’s afterimages!
But in the next moment, the sword lights shattered. The ten swords were blasted away, and an afterimage rushed to Yang Nianxue. Her pupils shrank. She raised her right hand, summoning a black shield. But as it appeared, a hand seized her throat!
The bamboo basket woman gripped Yang Nianxue’s throat and slammed her forward.
*Boom!*
Yang Nianxue’s body exploded, leaving only her soul!
The bamboo basket woman stared at the soul-bound Yang Nianxue. “Any more divine artifacts?”
Her right hand began to tighten.
At that moment, a sword appeared behind her. She released Yang Nianxue, spinning to deliver an elbow strike!
*Boom!*
The sword was smashed away!
Before her stood a man—Ye Xuan!
His body and soul had fully recovered.
Ye Xuan looked at the bamboo basket woman. “I’m back at full strength!”
His voice fell, and his palm opened. The Qingxuan Sword vanished!
In the distance, the bamboo basket woman raised her arm to block.
*Boom!*
The Qingxuan Sword was deflected!
But another sword slashed toward her!
She pointed a finger forward.
*Boom!*
The sword shattered instantly!
By then, Ye Xuan was beside Yang Nianxue. He looked at her weakened state. “Sis, you okay?”
Yang Nianxue shook her head. “Fine. Just nearly died, that’s all.”
Ye Xuan said softly, “I’m sorry.”
Yang Nianxue shook her head slightly. “Brother, let’s not chat. Figure out how to deal with this woman!”
Ye Xuan turned to face the bamboo basket woman. He had to admit, she was the most terrifying opponent he’d ever faced!
His instincts told him she hadn’t even unleashed her full power!
The bamboo basket woman looked at Ye Xuan. Her body began to float, and countless mysterious forces converged from all directions, pouring into her.
Ye Xuan frowned. She was preparing a massive move!
She stared at him, her right hand clenching slowly.
*Crack!*
Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning appeared above her head. As they materialized, an overwhelming pressure swept down from the heavens!
At that moment, Ye Xuan’s palm opened. The Qingxuan Sword trembled violently, then carried him away, vanishing from the spot!
*Gone!*
The bamboo basket woman froze. Had he fled?
She soon confirmed—he had escaped!
Her face turned cold. Fleeing mid-battle?
She tore through the space-time before her.
Ye Xuan used the Qingxuan Sword to return to the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. Seeing him, the branch president, Yu Xian, immediately looked uneasy.
He knew about Ye Xuan’s conflict with the bamboo basket woman. He hadn’t helped because he recognized her.
The bamboo basket woman, Dao Xuan Yi, was one of the three most formidable women in the Middle World!
That’s why he’d played dumb, choosing not to assist Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan, perceptive as ever, read Yu Xian’s expression and understood. Though he was a VIP of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, Yu Xian wasn’t willing to make an enemy of Dao Xuan Yi for his sake.
Ye Xuan smiled. “President Yu, I’m not here to ask you to fight Dao Xuan Yi. I need you to safeguard something for me.”
Yu Xian quickly asked, “What is it?”
Ye Xuan opened his palm, revealing the small pagoda.
The pagoda’s voice trembled. “Little Master, what… what are you doing?”
Ye Xuan said gravely, “Small Pagoda, you and Sis are badly injured. You need to heal—especially Sis. Her body’s destroyed, and her soul’s critically wounded…”
The pagoda protested, “Little Master, I want to live and die with you!”
Ye Xuan said firmly, “Be good.”
He handed the pagoda to Yu Xian, then turned, soaring away on his sword. But as he left the pavilion, the bamboo basket woman appeared before him.
Inside the hall, Yu Xian looked at the pagoda in his hand, silent.
A middle-aged man appeared behind him, gazing at Ye Xuan facing the bamboo basket woman. “Sure we’re not helping?”
Yu Xian’s expression was calm. “Are you a match for Dao Xuan Yi?”
Dao Xuan Yi—the bamboo basket woman’s true name.
The middle-aged man shook his head.
Yu Xian said softly, “Though the Jixuan Sect is gone, Dao Xuan Yi remains… If we intervene, she might wipe us out.”
The middle-aged man said gravely, “He holds the Xuantian Token.”
Yu Xian shook his head. “Play dumb.”
He hesitated, then added, “After all, the Pavilion Master hasn’t appeared in ages.”
The middle-aged man fell silent.
…
In the distance, Ye Xuan faced the bamboo basket woman. Without wasting words, he began to burn his body!
*Boom!*
His aura surged violently!
But he wasn’t done. He started burning his bloodline!
*Burning the Mad Demon Bloodline!*
The moment he ignited it, a surge of violence and killing intent from deep within his bloodline flooded his consciousness!
Boom!
His eyes turned into a sea of blood!
Fully crazed!
This time, no more theatrics!
Because this time, he was prepared to die!
