The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 517 The difference between cloud and mud

In that land of cultivation sealed by time, the winds and clouds never stop changing. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen return from the Guixu secret realm, only to find that a hundred years have passed in the outside world.

A hundred years is a long journey for ordinary people and a long journey for cultivators. During these hundred years, Yun Yao's Hongmeng Sword Embryo greedily absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, constantly transformed, and finally evolved into the "Hongmeng Heavenly Sword". The sword body is surrounded by mysterious Hongmeng purple air, and the sword sound seems to come from the beginning of chaos, shocking people. Chu Mochen's Chaos Saint Body also lived up to expectations, breaking through many shackles all the way, and has reached the realm of "half-step transformation". With every move, the chaotic energy surges, seeming to disrupt the world.

However, their return was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves. Some hidden undercurrents began to surge within the sect. The ambitions that had gradually grown over the long years did not subside after seeing the amazing growth of Yun Yao and the others. Instead, they became more and more inflated. A conspiracy against them was quietly woven in the shadows.

On this day, the sun shone, but it failed to dispel the haze in Yun Yao's heart. She learned that an elder in the sect who was in the God Transformation Realm, coveted the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Sword in her hand, and secretly joined forces with some evil disciples to harm her. This elder was proud of his high level of cultivation and had a high prestige in the sect. He usually relied on his strength to bully others, and now his mind was blinded by greed.

After hearing the news, Yun Yao was not surprised but angry, with a resolute arc on her lips. Although she was only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and there was a seemingly insurmountable chasm between her and the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the unyielding blood flowing in her body and the perseverance forged through countless hardships made her fearless.

“Hmph, if you want to take my things, then come and try!” Yun Yao tightly grasped the Hongmeng Tiandao Sword. The sword body trembled slightly, as if resonating with her and responding to its master's will to fight.

After Chu Mochen knew about this, he wanted to accompany Yun Yao. With his current half-step divine power, it would not be difficult to protect Yun Yao. But Yun Yao shook her head gently, with a firm look in her eyes: "This is my battle. I will use my strength to let them know. Don't underestimate me." Chu Mochen stared at her, his eyes full of trust and worry, and finally nodded in agreement, but secretly left a protective mark of the power of chaos on Yun Yao, in case of emergency.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. Upon hearing about this shocking duel, the sect disciples rushed over and surrounded the martial arts arena. Everyone looked at the arena with awe, gloating, or worry, all mixed up.

The elder in the God Transformation Realm stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a black robe with golden runes embroidered on it, which sparkled with the fluctuations of his spiritual power. He looked down at Yun Yao with contempt in his eyes: "Humph, little girl, although you have some opportunities and have obtained such a magical weapon, your cultivation is still shallow. If you obediently hand over the Hongmeng Heavenly Sword today, I can still spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yun Yao looked up at him, her beautiful eyes burning with anger: "You old man, you are wishful thinking! If you have the ability, come and take it with your real ability, don't talk nonsense here." After that, her spiritual power surged, and the power of the Nascent Soul surged out, turning into a layer of crystal spiritual power shield covering her body. The Hongmeng Tiandao Sword in her hand hummed, and the Hongmeng purple air on the sword became more and more dense, as if a smart purple dragon was hovering.

The elder snorted coldly, saying no more. His figure flashed and disappeared instantly. The next moment, he rushed towards Yun Yao like a black meteor with the mighty spiritual power of the Transformation Realm, with the momentum of crushing everything. He raised his hand and slapped it. The spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a huge black handprint. The runes on the handprint flashed, and with endless oppression, he pressed down on Yun Yao's head.

Yun Yao's eyes focused, and she was not in a hurry. She held the Hongmeng Heavenly Sword horizontally, and the sword body burst into dazzling light. She shouted delicately, and performed the "Sword Walking on the Edge" method. Her figure flashed like a ghost, and she actually went up to the huge handprint. At the moment of contact, she dodged to the side, cleverly avoiding the frontal impact of the handprint, and at the same time, the sword in her hand passed along the edge of the handprint, as if she was using a little force to move a heavy object, and took advantage of the spiritual power fluctuations of the handprint to take off into the air.

This operation stunned the disciples who were watching. They thought that Yun Yao would be powerless to fight back under the attack of this powerful person in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but they never expected that she would be so agile and easily resolve this fierce attack.

The elder saw this and a trace of surprise and anger flashed in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect Yun Yao to be so difficult to deal with. He turned around and waved his hands, drawing mysterious trajectories in the air, muttering something. In an instant, spiritual power gathered crazily and turned into countless black ropes. The ropes flashed with strange light and coiled towards Yun Yao like a spirit snake.

Seeing this, Yun Yao's beautiful eyes flashed with a gleam of light. She took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body circulated to the extreme. The Hongmeng Heavenly Sword in her hand shone with unprecedented light. She shouted: "Break!" Then her body spun rapidly, and the sword in her hand seemed to turn into a scorching sun. Wherever the light reached, the black ropes were cut off one after another, turning into spiritual power and dissipating in the air.

The elder was furious. He had never expected that Yun Yao would not only not show signs of defeat under his continuous attacks, but would become even more courageous. At this moment, he could not care less and decided to use his most powerful magical power - "All Methods Return to One".

He put his hands together, and the spiritual energy in his body rolled violently like boiling water. His figure gradually faded and turned into a black light column that penetrated the sky and the earth. In the light column, countless mysterious runes flickered. A destructive aura emanated from the light column, making everyone in the martial arts arena pale. Some disciples with weaker cultivation even collapsed to the ground, looking at this scene in horror.

Yun Yao looked at the black beam of light that seemed to be able to swallow the world, and her heart was also trembling. But the fighting spirit in her eyes became more and more blazing. She raised the Hongmeng Heavenly Sword high in her hand, and the sword body was connected with her mind, and the Hongmeng purple energy surged wildly. She closed her eyes tightly, calmed down, and her mind was running rapidly through the sword techniques and formations she had learned in the past, as well as the knowledge she had obtained from the system.

Suddenly, her eyes opened sharply, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in them. She shouted tenderly: "Hongmeng breaks all laws!" After that, she rushed towards the black light column like lightning, and the sword in her hand seemed to turn into a ray of Hongmeng light, piercing straight into the light column.

At the moment of contact, Yun Yao felt an overwhelming force rushing towards her, almost crushing her body. But she gritted her teeth and with her tenacious will, she withstood the pressure and continued to thrust the sword deeper. She keenly realized that although the magical power of "All Laws Return to One" was extremely powerful, there were some flaws at the node where the spiritual power was running.

Yun Yao found the right moment, and the spiritual power in her body burst out with all her strength, and she fiercely swung the sword in her hand. In an instant, as if with a crisp cracking sound, the black light column collapsed and turned into spiritual power fragments all over the sky. The figure of the elder in the God Transformation Realm also appeared in a mess. His face was as pale as paper, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How...how is this possible?" the elder murmured to himself. He could not believe that the magical power that he was so proud of was broken by a woman in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Yun Yao stood holding a sword, her hair fluttering in the wind. Although her face was a little pale, her posture was as straight as a pine tree. She looked at the elder coldly: "Don't think that you are invincible just because you have a high level of cultivation. Today I will teach you a lesson."

At this time, the martial arts arena was dead silent, and everyone's eyes looking at Yun Yao had completely changed from initial doubt and contempt to awe and shock. They knew very well that today's shocking duel would become a highlight in the history of the sect, and Yun Yao's name would be like a bright star, shining brightly in the world of cultivation.

At the same time, in another corner of the sect, an equally thrilling battle was quietly unfolding. After Chu Mochen noticed the signs of rebellion from some forces within the sect, he rushed straight to the core area of the rebellion without any hesitation.

Wherever he went, the chaotic energy surged like raging waves. When the disciples who participated in the rebellion felt this powerful force that seemed to come from the ancient times, endless fear surged in their hearts. They thought that they could take advantage of the emptiness inside the sect during the confrontation between Yun Yao and the elders, but they never expected that Chu Mochen would be able to detect their movements so quickly, and they didn't expect that his strength was so terrifying.

Chu Mochen's face was grim, like a god of war descending to earth. He waved his hands, and the chaotic energy entangled his fingertips, turning into fierce attacks. Wherever he passed, the rebellious disciples fell to the ground, unable to fight back. He shuttled through the enemy formation as if strolling in the garden. Every time he attacked, there was a scream. Those who tried to resist were quickly annihilated by his absolute strength.

"Hmph, you dare to rebel under my nose, you really don't know how to live or die." Chu Mochen snorted coldly, the sound was like thunder, shaking everyone's eardrums. The chaotic field around him continued to expand, covering more and more rebellious disciples. In this field, time and space seemed to be controlled by him. The rebellious disciples only felt that their movements were slow and the circulation of spiritual power was blocked, as if they were trapped in an endless quagmire.

As Chu Mochen continued to advance, the rebellion quickly collapsed like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun. Those disciples who originally had ill intentions knelt down and begged for mercy, their eyes full of fear and regret. But Chu Mochen's eyes were stern, and he would not be soft-hearted towards these rebels. He raised his hand and waved, and the power of chaos surged, imprisoning all these people and waiting for subsequent disposal.

After resolving the rebellion, Chu Mochen rushed to the martial arts arena. He was concerned about Yun Yao. Although he knew that she was very powerful, he was still a little worried. When he arrived at the martial arts arena and saw that Yun Yao was safe and sound, standing with a sword in her hand, he finally felt relieved.

Yun Yao turned to look at Chu Mochen, and their eyes met, and they both saw relief and pride in each other's eyes. They had gone through countless storms and hardships together, and now in this world of cultivation, they had become existences that no one dared to underestimate. And this was just a new starting point on their legendary road. What awaited them in the future was a broader world and more difficult challenges.