Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 875 Yin Yang Realm! Yan Tingfeng arrives [1st update]

Chapter 875: 875 Yin Yang Realm! Yan Tingfeng arrives [1st update]

"Buzzing——"

The space trembles, the forces twist.

The seven-star pattern on the white flag extinguishes one by one, the light fades, declaring the complete collapse of the Yin-Yang order.

A massive vortex appears in the ink-black clouds, possessing an immensely strong suction that absorbs the lightning and thunder created by the Three Envoys completely.

An azure-green flame explodes in the air, the ground cracks open once more, and something terrifying crawls out from the fissures.

It’s tens of thousands of skeletal warhorses!

On the horses’ backs are armored cavalry, also holding weapons, their momentum unstoppable.

But unlike the Dead Soul Spirit Army of Envoy Zhuanlun, the spiritual bodies summoned by Ye Wanlan with the Summoning God Banner, though also from the world of the deceased, have no trace of chilling aura.

Everywhere the eye can see is gray and white.

Sounds of clashing metal and galloping horses seem to resound, deafening.

On one side, the Dead Soul Spirit Army, on the other, the skeletal army.

Two armies locked in battle, the atmosphere congealed!

"My god..." Su Xueqing stares blankly at everything before her, her worldview severely shattered.

Luckily, the Vajra Cover protects Yunjing while also shielding ordinary people’s sight, otherwise, if everyone were to see, the secrets guarded for millennia by a few would be completely exposed.

If this were to happen, world order would completely collapse.

"Borrow the Eastern Wood Power to revive the bones." Yue Zheng feels utterly shocked, murmuring, "Gather Western Metal Qi to forge weapons..."

Use the severity of the Southern Li Fire to burn obsessions.

Use the cold of the Northern Xuan Ice to freeze the body.

Thus, the army of wandering spirits is formed!

Even Yue Zheng, who has lived for centuries, has only seen such descriptions in books.

Mount Penglai is the orthodox of Shenzhou Taoism Technique, but if one traces the origin of Taoist Arts, it spans thousands of years!

Legend has it in the Ancient Era, the spiritual energy was abundant, and Daoists could transcend to the Unity of Heaven and Man, shattering the void and leaving.

At that time, Daoists were extremely powerful, achieving Physical Body Saint, ascending to become Immortals.

But after the fall of the Ancient Era, spiritual energy gradually faded to nothingness.

The Taoist Arts were passed down, but without spiritual energy, their power weakened.

This is also why after three hundred years, there are fewer and fewer Daoists.

"What a little girl!" Envoy Zhuanlun is also taken aback, "She actually activated the Summoning God Banner!"

He can summon the Dead Soul Spirit Army because the Supreme Wisdom grants him the ability to invert Yin and Yang.

He himself is a demigod level existence.

What merits and abilities does Ye Wanlan have?

What right does she have?!

"Kill her!" Envoy Fu Tu’s eyes explode with unprecedented killing intent, "She must not be allowed to live!"

"Fu Tu, Zhuanlun, indeed she has some skill, but with her power, she can’t hold on for long," Envoy Guiyi says coldly, "These spiritual bodies linger for an extra second, and her essence is further consumed. She’s clearly courting death!"

There’s no need for them to act directly; Ye Wanlan will naturally die from the backlash of driving the Summoning God Banner.

Yue Zheng knows this clearly, which is why she tries her utmost to stop her.

Because once this Art and Method is performed, the person and the banner share one fate; even if victory is achieved in the end, as soon as the tens of thousands of spiritual bodies retreat, Ye Wanlan will instantly perish!

This is a Art and Method that comes at the cost of life!

Ye Wanlan spits out a mouthful of blood and once again raises her left hand.

"Swish!"

A staff appears in her hand.

With the appearance of the staff, the speed of the Summoning God Banner’s rotation suddenly increases again.

Infinite Ruler!

The Magical Treasure of the Beiming Cult Leader!

The air seems to solidify, as a terrifying restriction slowly descends.

"What is Ah Lan aiming to do?" Hua Yingyue is also taken aback.

"This is the Yin Yang Realm," Yue Zheng says solemnly, "Within the duration of maintaining the Yin Yang Realm, these wandering spirits can remain in the human world. But since Her Royal Highness the Princess activated the Summoning God Banner alone, she can’t provide much power, so she must rely on the Infinite Ruler."

At this moment, the expression of the Saintess of Mount Penglai is also somewhat complicated.

Simultaneously using the Summoning God Banner and the Infinite Ruler is something neither the Beiming Sect nor Mount Penglai considered possible.

Yet it happened.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is not only a Martial Arts Genius but also possesses terrifying talent in Art and Method," Yue Zheng murmurs again, "If three hundred years ago she could cultivate..."

"Xiao Wan!"

A voice comes from afar, carrying endless urgency and panic.

Yan Tingfeng rushes over, only to find that he cannot enter the battlefield between the two armies.

He can only watch in horrified despair as blood continuously flows from Ye Wanlan’s body.

Could it be that he has to watch her die right in front of him?

"Tower Master!" The Supreme Elder of the Rong Family is overjoyed to see Yan Tingfeng arrive, "You finally came! We divined earlier, but it always results in stalemate, Tower Master, you..."

Yan Tingfeng still stares into the air, coldly saying, "Calculate again."

The Supreme Elder of the Rong Family complies.

Dead end.

Dead end.

The same dead end.

The Supreme Elder of the Rong Family is silent for a moment, his voice hoarse and words difficult, "It’s useless, Tower Master, calculate all you want it’s the same result. If there were a chance before, it’s now impossible with Miss Ye summoning the Yin Yang Realm..."

To survive.

The Heavenly Mechanism can be measured, but it is difficult to change.

Forcibly changing it only leads to severe backlash, one reason why Masters of Great Purity don’t live long lives.

But at least it can be changed, some things, even at the cost of life and soul, remain unchangeable.

"But I..." Yan Tingfeng presses his forehead with his hand, laughing lightly, "I insist she lives."

In retrospect, many things from three hundred years ago seem out of place.

It was like some mechanism predestined Princess Yongning’s death in her seventeenth year.

With her death, the fortune of the Daning Kingdom vanished, allowing those from beyond the heavens to enter, leading to disaster.

Three hundred years later, is fate to repeat?

Yan Tingfeng slowly raises his head, gazing upon the Yin Yang Realm above, saying each word deliberately, "This divination does not please me."

The Supreme Elder of the Rong Family shudders, lifts his head sharply.

Even the genius like Rong Shi of the Great Purity Sect wouldn’t dare utter such words.

Defying destiny never leads to a good end.

Thus, there are myths of heaven-sent floods to punish humanity.

Thus, people regard heaven as divine, with reverence and worship.

But throughout history, People of Shenzhou don’t believe in these.

Despite ancient legends, despite gods, immortals, and demons, there remains one unyielding phrase —

Man conquers heaven.

The People of Shenzhou believe that with enough power, obstacles can be overcome.

It is as though the Supreme Elder of the Rong Family knows what he’s about to do, his body trembles, "Tower Master, you..."

Yan Tingfeng’s smile deepens, in the depths of his dark pupils lightning seems to swirl madly, he softly speaks, "Simply because I will it."

Without him, it cannot be done!

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