From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 227 Fierce Battle of Secret Manuals: Xiao Yao Bravely Overcomes Difficulties

The icy voice, like the hiss of a venomous snake, coiled around my heart, and an ominous premonition arose within me.

I looked around warily, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

In the central area, there was an ancient book that emitted a faint golden light; it must be the immortal technique manual that everyone was fighting over.

I took a deep breath, suppressing my unease, and walked towards the manual.

The moment he took a step, a powerful spiritual pressure came rushing towards him – it was Master Ziyang!

His hair and beard were all white, and he had an air of otherworldly grace, yet his eyes were sharp. With a flick of his whisk, a golden light shot towards me.

I quickly dodged, and the golden light grazed my cheek, the scorching heat causing a stinging sensation.

"Little girl, you overestimate yourself!" Master Ziyang snorted coldly, and once again waved his whisk, and countless golden rays fell like raindrops.

I gritted my teeth and summoned my natal magic weapon—the Crimson Flame Sword. The crimson sword light intertwined with the golden light, emitting a piercing clanging sound.

Master Ziyang's strength far surpasses mine, and I gradually feel powerless. Multiple parts of my body are struck by golden light, and the burning pain makes it almost impossible for me to breathe.

The energy fluctuations around me grew stronger and stronger, and the oppressive feeling made it almost impossible for me to breathe.

Just when I was about to give up, two figures suddenly joined the battle: Fairy Feiyu and Ling Feng!

The two of them worked together seamlessly, one focusing on offense and the other on defense, leaving me suddenly caught in a pincer movement.

Fairy Feiyu's attacks were fierce and swift, like a ferocious cheetah; Ling Feng's defenses were impenetrable, like an iron wall.

I was beaten and forced to retreat, my body covered in wounds, and my clothes stained with blood.

A sense of despair began to spread, and the whispers around me grew clearer and clearer: "She's not going to make it..." "She's going to lose..." The atmosphere inside the library was extremely oppressive; everyone held their breath, as if waiting for my final defeat.

Just then, I felt dizzy, and my vision began to blur. A soft voice whispered in my ear, "Sleep...sleep..." Who was it?

The world is distorted, collapses, and reassembles.

I felt as if I were in a sea of ​​fire, with raging flames engulfing everything I knew.

My new power, everything I painstakingly built, was reduced to ashes in this merciless sea of ​​fire.

My disciples' terrified cries pierced my eardrums like sharp knives.

I tried desperately to put out the flames, but found myself powerless.

A feeling of suffocation gripped my throat; I opened my mouth wide, but no sound came out.

"No..." I cried out silently, my heart aching.

This……

It's an illusion!

I suddenly realized that I had fallen into the trap of the dream again.

hateful!

I struggled desperately to escape this terrifying illusion, only to find myself firmly bound and unable to move.

The immortal power within my body poured out like a flood bursting its banks, and I felt an unprecedented weakness.

His body was shaky, as if he would fall down at any moment.

The air around me thinned, and I had difficulty breathing. Each breath felt like a knife cutting into me.

I saw the smugness in Master Ziyang's eyes, the mockery on Fairy Feiyu's lips, and Lingfeng's indifferent gaze...

They were like a pack of hungry wolves, staring greedily at me, waiting for my eventual downfall.

Inside the library, whispers rose and fell, like countless insects crawling around my ears, gnawing at my will.

"She's dying..." "It's over..."

Despair overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.

I closed my eyes helplessly, awaiting the final judgment of fate.

"Give up," a cold voice rang in my ear, "You... are no match for me..."

A hand gently rested on my shoulder...

A chilling sensation spread from that hand throughout my body, and I abruptly opened my eyes.

give up?

The word "give up" has never existed in my dictionary, Xiao Yao's dictionary!

A mysterious ancient magical technique that my master had once taught me flashed through my mind—reversing the universe!

This is an extremely dangerous technique; a slight misstep could lead to demonic possession, but at this moment, I have no other choice.

I took a deep breath and mobilized all the remaining immortal power in my body, circulating it according to the incantation to reverse the universe.

The surrounding spiritual energy began to surge wildly into my body, and my body seemed to become a huge container, greedily absorbing all the energy around me.

"What is she doing?" someone exclaimed.

A slight smile played on my lips as I felt the surging power within me, and an unprecedented sense of confidence welled up inside me.

It's now!

I suddenly opened my eyes, quickly formed hand seals, and a dazzling white light burst forth from my body, enveloping everything around me.

Fairy Feiyu and Lingfeng were the first to be hit by the sudden white light, letting out a scream and falling to the ground in a sorry state.

Seeing their disheveled appearance filled me with a sense of accomplishment, and everyone in the library looked at me with new respect.

Master Ziyang's expression changed drastically; he clearly hadn't expected me to unleash such a powerful move.

"What...what kind of magic is this?" someone asked in horror.

I ignored their questions and instead focused my attention on Master Ziyang.

He is my ultimate goal!

I once again mobilized the immortal power within my body, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to True Immortal Ziyang.

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from the white light and grabbed my wrist.

That hand was icy cold, like a demonic claw from hell, which sent chills down my spine.

“You…” I turned to look at the owner of the hand, only to see a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"Long time no see, Xiao Yao." He said softly, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

The power to reverse the universe far exceeded my imagination. The violent spiritual energy surged like a wild horse, knocking Fairy Feiyu and Lingfeng to the ground.

They groaned in pain, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

I stood proudly, my clothes fluttering, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, looking down upon everything beneath my feet.

The library was completely silent. All eyes were on me, filled with awe, apprehension, and...

Silk greed.

I slowly turned to Master Ziyang, a cold smile curling at the corner of my mouth.

"Old man, now it's your turn."

His face was ashen; he clearly hadn't expected me to turn the tide in such a desperate situation.

The whisk in his hand trembled. "Little girl, don't be too smug! The outcome is still uncertain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned a golden magical artifact, a long golden sword with intricate runes carved on its blade, radiating a suffocating aura.

Well come!

My two divine weapons clashed fiercely in the air, producing a deafening roar and sparks that illuminated the entire scripture pavilion.

I fought with increasing ferocity, and the powerful force brought by reversing the tide of fate flowed continuously into my body, making me feel invincible.

Master Ziyang gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. His breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Impossible! How could you…” He stared at me in disbelief, his eyes filled with terror.

I sneered, and the Crimson Flame Sword in my hand shone even brighter.

"Nothing is impossible! Today, I will show you what it means to be a formidable young talent!"

The Crimson Flame Sword, carrying an aura of scorching heaven and earth, pierced straight towards Master Ziyang's heart.

He closed his eyes in despair, awaiting death.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

In the center of the Sutra Repository, the ancient manual suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful force blasted me and Master Ziyang away.

We fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

I struggled to lift my head and look in the direction of the secret manual.

The manual floated in the air, surrounded by a golden light screen, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

“The protective barrier… has finally appeared…” a deep voice rang in my ears.

I turned my head and saw a man dressed in black with a cold face standing next to me.

he……

Who?