Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 852 Envoy Shenxiu, perished! [ - 2]

"Boom——"

In the sky above, there were white and purple lights flickering, like a dragon surging, graceful as a startled swan, its momentum as lofty as a rainbow.

Thunder roared with the force of a thousand tons, exploding fiercely!

One represented Penglai Magic.

The other symbolized Beiming Arts.

The former was for rebirth, the latter for destruction.

And when the two were combined, the resulting power far exceeded the effect of one plus one equaling two.

Even Envoy Shenxiu, standing at the apex of the Atlantis food chain, felt unprecedented pressure.

"Beiming Arts!" Shenxiu was shocked, "Good lad, you have mastered the Beiming Arts!"

Before the barrier completely separated the Atlantians from humans, she had ascended to the land several times.

She had lived for thousands of years, enough to rival the length of Shenzhou’s history.

It’s undeniable that the Shenzhou Land Continent is a nation of utmost splendor.

Throughout these long years, countless dynasties had fallen, and countless new nations had been born, yet only Shenzhou still stood firm in the east of the world, unmoved.

It sometimes slumbered, but when it awoke, it always aimed for the top position.

Six hundred years ago, the Great Ancestor Ning established the Ning Dynasty, and three hundred years ago, Princess Yongning emerged out of nowhere.

Though the Ning Dynasty’s rule was not as long as the Shun, Yong, Yin, and Xi dynasties, it left a brilliant mark on the history of Shenzhou.

The Six Great Sects, the Four Directions Nobility... one astonishing hero after another emerged, making the Ning Dynasty, at that time, the top of the world in every aspect.

It was also the period most feared by Atlantis.

Shenxiu only dared to spy on Shenzhou from the dark, not daring to step in lightly, but how could she not know the power of Penglai Magic and Beiming Arts?

It’s said that Beiming Arts are more sinister, but it’s precisely this hint of evil that makes the Beiming Arts immensely powerful.

If it came to a real battle, the Beiming Sect would definitely hold sway over Mount Penglai.

Though Penglai Magic and Beiming Arts are vastly different, they lead to the same destination, being the legacy raided from Shenzhou.

Shenxiu had never seen Penglai Magic and Beiming Arts appear together, and had no idea of their true combined power.

She had only heard that three hundred years ago, Penglai Saintess Yue Zheng and Beiming Sect Master Xing Yun joined forces to ward off the invading army outside the Fengyuan for a time.

Their ability to fend off thousands of troops alone showed their strength.

If today it were Yue Zheng and Xing Yun striking, she feared she would have been pulverized in an instant.

"Hmph! You really think yourself the master of the Six Great Sects." Shenxiu sneered repeatedly, "What pomp, but merely showy punches, nice-looking but useless!"

She had no time to waste with these two humans here, she needed to kill them quickly.

Shenxiu howled again, attacking Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng.

However, something unexpected happened, as if something bound her in place, she couldn’t take flight, nor could she escape into the ground.

"What’s going on?" Shenxiu was both shocked and angry, "What have you done?!"

Ye Wanlan’s face was pale, without the support of the sword in her hand, she might have already fallen.

One move, All Things Reborn, drained all her energy, and she was already badly injured from before.

Yan Tingfeng was only slightly better off, one hand still had the strength to hold her up.

Yin Yang Cross and All Things Reborn are of the same level of Taoist Arts, requiring the Beiming Divine Skill to be cultivated to the Eighth Level.

The two methods are mutually overcoming, but also synergistic, hence their power skyrockets by hundreds or even thousands of times.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After swirling above for a long time, the thunderclouds finally amassed enough energy, and lightning struck down in an instant.

"Ah——!" Shenxiu let out a scream.

She was pinned to the spot, leaving her at the mercy of the fierce lightning striking her body.

Two entirely opposite forces collided within her, nearly tearing her apart.

"Boom!"

The final roar of thunder ceased, the white and purple lights vanished.

Ye Wanlan tightly held Yan Tingfeng’s hand, staring at the place Shenxiu stood.

If they failed to slay Shenxiu after exhausting all their power, then...

"Swish..."

Thick smoke and dust dispersed, revealing a figure kneeling on the ground.

Shenxiu’s whole body trembled, she stared stiffly at her own hands, disbelief filling her eyes.

She...lost?

Lost to two humans?

How was this possible?

How could humans kill her?

She refused to believe it! Unbelievable!

As if struck by an overwhelming blow, Shenxiu knelt dazedly, her face bloodless.

"Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng turned the grip on Ye Wanlan’s hand, "We won."

"Yes, we won." Ye Wanlan spat out a mouthful of blood, withdrew the sword, "I won’t waste a word with the enemy."

"Swoosh!"

A sword pierced right through the stunned Shenxiu.

Utterly decisive, efficient in the extreme.

"You..." Blood spurted from Shenxiu’s mouth, her eyes widened, not even a second word could escape her lips before her body collapsed heavily.

But it still wasn’t over.

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand, saying calmly, "Spirit, come."

An unseen wisp of mist was clasped in his grasp.

Then with a "bang," the mist exploded, evaporating into nothing.

From flesh to spirit, all was annihilated.

Envoy Shenxiu under the Supreme Wisdom, fallen!

This battle had pushed Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng to the brink, she took a few more breaths before finding the strength to save the unconscious Estelle.

"Tingting, let’s go." Ye Wanlan panted, "The Supreme Wisdom must have seen this, if another envoy comes, both you and I will die here today."

Khor Peiqing had said that anything happening in Chongming Country would not escape the eyes of the Supreme Wisdom if it wished to know.

The Supreme Wisdom wouldn’t monitor every corner of Chongming every moment, but the death of Envoy Shenxiu could not go unnoticed by it.

Yan Tingfeng also understood the gravity of the situation, his gaze slightly intensified, "Alright, Xiao Wan, let’s go."

Just as they were leaving—

In the cave, that giant stone statue suddenly began to tremble violently.

Stones fell in clattering showers, the rumbling continuous.

"My God!" Futu was caught off guard, "My God, what’s happening?"

This was the Supreme Wisdom in rage.

He had served the Supreme Wisdom for so long, he couldn’t recall the last time it had been angered.

What could have provoked such rage from the Supreme Wisdom?

"Shenxiu has been slain." A soft Fanyin voice emanated from the statue, "I command you to capture the perpetrators, kill them, avenge Shenxiu!"

"What?!" Futu was incredulous, "Shenxiu is dead?"

Who could kill an envoy?

Especially Shenxiu, who excelled in Illusion Techniques?

"Only Arts can truly oppose Arts." The Supreme Wisdom said coldly, "Such remarkable Shenzhou Taoism Technique!"

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