Yan Xu was unable to discern his current feelings, whether it was sympathetic towards his opponent or a loss for words because of underestimation, it could be he was just indifferent towards the entire thing.

　　Maybe he had all of these thoughts simultaneously.

　　The star-filled sky in his soul paled at the strike of Zhao Xiao Yu’s Qi of blade, this strike of the sword that asked only the conscience and nothing else

　　The star-filled sky in his soul paled in the light of the turbulent darkness of his soul that engulfed him, wanting only the heart and nothing else.

　　And since Yan Xu already has a conscience. It is the bright and pure moon that represents the core intention of his heart, his purest nature.

　　His mind moved, countless stars were wiped from existence at the same time, leaving only twelve especially bright stars, even the moonlight cannot take away their brilliance.

　　Rather than calling it twelve stars, it is better to say that it was twelve demons that radiated light.

　　Some sprouted green and yellow wings, some were as green as bamboo, some were chimeras with a snake’s head and a human’s body.

　　These demons were not the manifestations of Yan Xu’s core intention but were a kind of peculiar yet outstanding vestigial existence that were uncovered by Yan Xu through special means.

　　The twelve demons roared in the sea of the spirit, forming a surge of the tide, rushing towards Zhao Xiao Yu’s sword.

　　In the tyrannical wave of magic, Zhao Xiao Yu’s sword became exceptionally thin and frail, rendering it helpless.

　　If a steady stream was suddenly met with a gushing landslide, one can only sit and watch as the stream was swallowed by the landslide.

　　However Zhao Xiao Yu’s lifetime’s essence was invested in the gleam of the blade, its mysteriousness and unpredictability have truly exceeded Yan Xu’s expectations. It crashed together with all twelve demons’ monstrous demonic power at the same time, but something extraordinary ensued.

　　In a flash, a song resembling a prayer was heard resounding through Yan Xu’s soul, ”Eternal Venerable Mother, the hometown of the true void”. These eight words seemingly held a fantastical unconventional power that allowed Zhao Xiao Yu’s knife to pierce through the demonic magical wave, heading towards the bright, clear moon.

　　The gleam of the blade resembled smoke and mist that was unpredictable. It even passed through the twelve demons’ obstruction easily and headed closer for the moon.

　　WIth a speed that even Yan Xu did not have time to react to, the gleam of the sword left a scar on the moon, leaving a mark on its flawless surface.

　　Yan Xu opened his eyes to the outside world, the instance his index and middle finger of his right hand caught the gleam of the sword and its blade, it stopped Zhao Xiao Yu’s knife.

　　At this moment, he was not like how he used to be in the past, going unnoticed in heaven and earth, so that people could not grasp the real movement, but there was an added real, more profound and powerful qi dynamic to him.

　　His fingers immediately vibrated at an incredible speed, what ensued was countless small sparks, which broke Zhao Xiao Yu’s blade into countless pieces, even Zhao Xiao Yu was thrown into the air.

　　It was hard to guess the amount of damage that Zhao Xiao Yu’s knife inflicted to Yan Xu, but even now Yan Xu still has the remaining power to counter her attack.

　　His eyes were faintly red, he stood still but it also seemed like he could fill the skies with his figure.

　　The sky could not cover him and the ground could not take his weight.

　　It was as if the Demon Lord who was a match with Buddha has descended upon the world, unrivaled.

　　No doubt Zhao Xiao Yu was high up in the sky, but after she has condensed her lifetime’s essence into that one strike, she was inevitably faced with misfortune. Yan Xu naturally took advantage of this and sent her flying even further, and so that she won’t be able to break away from the vast qi dynamic caused.

　　She had failed, even though the magical knife had been effective in harming Yan Xu.

　　Because she felt Yan Xu’s rage as well as a shred of disconcerted, also, the Yan Xu today felt more real than the Yan Xu in the past.

　　However, she experienced another strange feeling that puzzled her. That is, Yan Xu’s strength seemed to have grown. She could not ascertain the depth of his spirit and the twelve demons were like a moth to a flame, following the scar that Zhao Xiao Yu’s knife had made on the moon and merged into the moon itself.

　　The remnants of the twelve great beings have finally been absorbed into Yan Xu’s body, no longer separate.

　　This would guarantee that Yan Xu’s strength would grow significantly, but he can no longer go back to his past when his existence was little and uncertain, which would have made him difficult to eliminate.

　　Yan Xu thought only Shen Lian could push him to this extent. When that time comes, even if Shen Lian was in a better condition than Zhao Xiao Yu, the difference would not be much. And Yan Xu will definitely be able to take a hit from the refined Shen Lian, he only needed more power to take on Shen Lian when he is at the top of the pinnacle.

　　However, everything has changed over time. He has become stronger, no longer vulnerable.

　　Yan Xu whispered to himself: “The matters in this world, as expected, could not be fully estimated. But this was also the reason why I could not afford to be annihilated between heaven and earth.”

　　He lifted his head and watched Zhao Xiao Yu still flying in the sky. His eyes were cold and he said, “So you shall die.”

　　He extended his hand, grabbing the void. Zhao Xiao Yu could feel an invisible force wrapping around her from all sides as he tried to crush her into dust.

　　She still had a rather large amount of power remaining at that moment, but she could only hold the suppressive force at bay and had no power left to retaliate. As time passed, she felt her own power waning. The time when her power completely dry out will be the time where she would disappear and no longer exists in heaven and earth.

　　A quiet yet beautiful sound resonated like the endless falling leaves.

　　In the pitch dark of a snowy night, many colorful lights lit up clearly, and the one who hung in the sky was a young, beautiful girl. She was mounted atop an unknown sparrow in the sky.

　　The young girl was Ruoxi, she waved her hand and let out a sea of flowers, there was a single butterfly flying. It was like a dream that kept Yan Xu trapped.

　　Following that, a congregation of colorful lights converged to form a five-colored light, absorbing Yan Xu into the flowers.

　　Zhao Xiao Yu felt the pressure relieved from her entire body. The Sparrow flapped its wings and grabbed Xiao Yu in mid-air. The wind howled and they passed mountains and rivers in a blink of an eye, finally landed on the shore of a lake.

　　The sparrow’s speed was beyond comprehension, exceeding even imagination, Zhao Xiao Yu was secretly surprised.

　　Her expression was as pale as jade, but she was clear-headed and could see things clearer than after a torrential rain had washed clean the night sky She caressed her cheeks and said: “my child, the others have grown so well, why are you growing smaller and smaller.”

　　The fowl squeaked uneasily with a certain dissatisfaction as if asking why have they not dismounted themselves yet.

　　Zhao Xiao Yu held Huang Ruo and brought her down. She looked at Hang Ruo’s complexion, she seemed paler than Xiao Yu. The spell she cast to hold Yan Xu took a big toll on her.

　　She locked her gaze on Zhao Xiao Yu’s eyes and said earnestly: “I used the Dao meaning left by my Grand Ancestor Master, sister Xiao Yu, you must compensate me.”

　　Zhao Xiao Yu laughed gracefully and said: “Not going to.”

　　Using her peripheral vision, she looked at the direction of the East corner. On the lake water trickled shreds of starlight. What was swallowing those starlights, were fishes – rapidly growing, with scales which seemed to glimmer with light.