133 Primordial Immortal Vine
As Pang Yue’s voice fell, the jade-bangle-shaped Heavenly Demon trembled slightly, its rotation accelerating as it changed its tune.
A wave of seductive and alluring melodies drifted from the void, continuously assaulting the minds of Pang Yue and Ren Shuying, causing their carnal desires to flare up intensely!
Ren Shuying’s pretty face flushed red, and she cast a watery glance at Pang Yue. However, her gaze remained utterly clear, revealing that she was only slightly affected.
Pang Yue let out a cold snort, forcefully suppressing the stray thoughts in his mind. A piercing and desolate sword intent surged from his body, instantly subduing the primitive desires and agitation within his heart.
With a flick of his finger, a streak of sword light shot forth, slicing the jade bangle into two in the blink of an eye!
The seductive music also came to an abrupt halt!
The void returned to a deathly silence.
Pang Yue glanced at the incredibly alluring Ren Shuying, just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere...
Suddenly.
The expressions of both shifted, and they simultaneously looked into the distance.
They saw that in the deep, pitch-black void, a patch of green mist was slowly drifting from behind a massive boulder!
The green mist writhed ceaselessly, and thousands of emerald jade bangles rotated slowly, radiating brilliant light—a truly mesmerizing sight.
Waves of grand yet bizarre singing echoed from all directions, filled with an endless, lingering tenderness that tugged at the soul.
As this sound entered their ears, Pang Yue’s heart instantly blazed with lustful fire, his desires soaring!
Following right behind, the deepest, hidden urges of greed, manic agitation, destruction, and darkness surged forth all at once!
These wandering thoughts were further magnified tenfold by a strange and mysterious power.
In a fraction of a second, his rationality was completely overwhelmed by the chaos in his mind!
He whipped around, staring fixedly at Ren Shuying. His resolute face distorted unnaturally, revealing an evil and ferocious smile.
His eyes flashed with a deep, eerie glow that pierced through Ren Shuying’s magnificent palace attire. He gazed with intense lust at the beauty’s slender and graceful figure, his magical power surging violently as if he were about to strike the very next moment.
Ren Shuying knitted her delicate brows and snapped softly, "Quickly guard your mind! Do not let wild thoughts run rampant!"
Pang Yue smiled wickedly, and two streaks of sword Qi suddenly flashed from his eyes, shooting straight toward Ren Shuying’s flower-like face!
Under the influence of this bizarre singing, Ren Shuying was also struggling bitterly. Without any superfluous movement on her part, two flower petals materialized out of thin air before her.
The matchless, razor-sharp Gengjin sword Qi of Mount Taibai was gently blocked by these two petals.
The next moment, ninety-nine brilliant white sword Qi manifested, circling and dancing through the air, instantly weaving into a painting scroll that enveloped Ren Shuying within.
Even more striking was a dazzling stream of light, unimaginably fast, carrying a terrifying sword intent capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, slashing straight at Ren Shuying!
A sword puppet!
Struck by the sword light, Ren Shuying let out an involuntary soft grunt as her figure abruptly dispersed!
Countless vibrant petals scattered in all directions while the sword light crisscrossed and repeatedly slashed, yet it could not harm a single petal in the slightest!
Those petals drifted, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared right in the center of the swarm of jade-bangle-shaped Heavenly Demons.
The flower petals fluttered and twirled like sharp blades, slaughtering countless Heavenly Demons in an instant!
Dancing and spinning, the petals swept back and forth through the horde of demons like a rolling dragon, causing the singing in the void to immediately plummet and fade into sparse whispers.
A trace of clarity returned to Pang Yue’s eyes. With a fierce pinch of his sword formula, his sword intent condensed, and the sword puppet materialized behind him.
The third-rank flying sword, the Cold Wave Dazzling Light Sword, trembled gently, emitting a crisp, clear hum.
With a thought, a sea of clouds surged and expanded, blanketing an entire side of the horizon in the span of a breath!
Wherever the sea of clouds passed, every single jade-bangle Heavenly Demon perished utterly.
Ren Shuying also broke free from the melee, looking at Pang Yue with an expression that was half-amused and half-exasperated, her pretty face filled with playful reproach.
Pang Yue chuckled awkwardly, apologizing, "I let my guard down for a moment and fell victim to these Heavenly Demons’ tricks!"
Ren Shuying’s beautiful eyes flickered as she scoffed lightly, "I'm afraid your true heart isn't as pure and upright as you appear on the surface, is it?"
Pang Yue’s heartstrings tightened. He had taken over the body of Chen Mo of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and on the surface, everything was indeed seamless.
However, in extreme situations like the one just now, it was terribly easy to reveal the cloven hooves of a Demonic sect disciple.
After all, the environments long inhabited by righteous sect disciples and demonic sect disciples differed vastly, and their worldly philosophies and temperaments were completely unalike.
Perhaps the side accidentally revealed in a moment of carelessness was the most authentic one!
He hurriedly flew over, wrapped his arm around Ren Shuying’s slender waist, and coaxed her patiently with a few soothing words, employing clever tactics to divert the beauty’s attention before managing to gloss the matter over.
***
In the void.
Over a hundred Holy Spirit Flowers combined to form a grand array.
Pang Yue and Ren Shuying stood shoulder to shoulder within the formation, watching it rotate slowly.
Ren Shuying’s lovely eyes gazed at the pale-blue boundary membrane of the world below, her hands forming incantations as her boundless magical power surged and rippled.
"Found it! It can indeed anchor the telepathic transit array of my Hundred Flowers Sect!"
A moment later, joy bloomed on her face, and the hand seal she held shifted abruptly.
The grand array hummed and trembled, a flash of golden light swept across, and the two vanished into the void instantly.
The next instant.
The grand array collapsed.
The golden Holy Spirit Flowers withered all at once, scattering into the void.
***
East Sea, Hundred Flowers Island.
On a colossal island shaped like a giant flower petal.
Thirteen towering palaces stood proudly upon the plaza at the center of the island.
Streams of light rose and fell while colorful clouds danced through the air.
This was precisely the transmission island of Hundred Flowers Island.
Twelve grand halls guarded a mountain-sized palace at the very center, exhibiting a layout that was both elegant and magnificent.
Inside the central grand hall.
There stood a massive transmission array spanning a thousand paces.
More than ten disciples of Hundred Flowers Island stood guard around the array, and the one leading them was unexpectedly an Elder of the Golden Core realm.
This Elder sat steadily upon a nine-grade lotus platform, unmoving in deep meditation.
Several Foundation Establishment disciples also remained quietly at their respective posts, silently cultivating.
At a certain moment.
The transmission array suddenly lit up, activating on its own.
Radiance surged within the array, and two vague figures slowly materialized.
The guards immediately assumed solemn expressions, turning their gazes in unison toward the two figures in the array.
Anyone capable of utilizing this array without exception was a figure of the Golden Core realm!
After a few breaths.
The figures of the two in the array grew clear.
The Golden Core Elder on guard asked with a hint of surprise, "Junior Sister Ren?"
Inside the transmission array were none other than Pang Yue and Ren Shuying.
Ren Shuying nodded to the Golden Core Elder and said, "Senior Sister Wen, is it your turn on guard today? Have those disciples of mine returned yet?"
The guarding Elder gave an affirmative hum and replied, "They returned as early as three months ago. Are you unharmed?"
With that, her gaze drifted back to Pang Yue, a look of curiosity surfacing on her face.
Reluctant to linger, Ren Shuying exchanged a few polite pleasantries before leaving the transmission hall with the man.
After stepping off the transmission island, less than the time it took to brew a cup of tea brought them to the ancestral grounds of the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Between sea and sky.
Hung a gigantic flower-vine sphere!
Dark green vines, dense green leaves, and countless multicolored blossoms jointly constructed this massive ball of flora.
The vine sphere exceeded a thousand miles in diameter, looking from afar like a colossal floral globe suspended quietly above the surface of the ocean.
Numerous streaks of light moved in and out across the surface of the sphere like threads weaving through fabric.
The vines that made up the sphere varied greatly in thickness.
The thickest ones were a full several miles wide.
The tiniest ones were merely three or five zhang across.
Pang Yue had once heard that this vine sphere of Hundred Flowers Island was transformed from an immemorial celestial vine!
This vine was comparable to an eighth-rank magical treasure, serving as the supreme treasure passed down for tens of thousands of years to suppress the sect’s destiny on Hundred Flowers Island.
As they drew close to the surface of the vine sphere, an astonishingly rich surge of vital energy rushed toward them.
Innumerable vines intertwined and wrapped around one another, leaving gaps between them as if an entire world existed independently within.
The two passed through the sphere wall, which was several miles thick, and entered the interior of the vine sphere.