Chapter 202 Six Years
The evolution liquid slowly circulated in the Goddess Furnace, and the originally bright luster gradually dimmed, as if the stars disappeared into the night sky. Zixia and Ji Ziyue bathed in the evolution liquid, and were surrounded by a layer of light purple-gold halo, which was a sign that the power of their bloodline was fully activated. The aura of the two people rose steadily, as if the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was making way for them, and their momentum was like a rainbow, rushing straight into the sky.

Ji Ziyue's cultivation has reached the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm. The Evolution Fluid is still effective for her. If she had not taken the initiative to exit the state of enlightenment, she would have entered the Immortal Realm without any suspense. However, Ji Ziyue believes that cultivation should be gradual and it is not advisable to break through too quickly. After the improvement, the foundation should be consolidated and the breakthrough should be made when the time is right. However, her body is still absorbing the divinity of the Evolution Fluid.

Even so, this process was shocking enough. The evolutionary fluid pushed a cultivator who had just entered the Dragon Transformation Realm directly to the perfect state, and there were no side effects. It could be called the strongest physical evolutionary fluid. It not only tempered the body, but also baptized it from the spiritual level, instilled fragments of the Great Dao, and engraved the eternal laws.

A few days later, Zixia slowly opened her eyes. Now she can be called Saint Lord Jiang. She has even reached the edge of the path of killing and can almost sweep across the Ziwei star field without any rivals.

"There is hope that I can advance and even take another small step forward, but I always feel like something is missing and I can't break through,..." she whispered to herself.

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Six years later, in the northern region of Ziwei Star, in the Luoxia Mountains, the ancestral land of the Taiyin Duanmu clan.

The dusk was like blood, saturating the entire Luoxia Mountain Range. The sea of ​​clouds was rolling, like a painting of molten gold and blood jade. Zixia stepped barefoot over the waves of clouds, and the Dao patterns on her toes blossomed like black lotuses. Every step she took aroused the dormant ancient inscriptions in the void, as if the heaven and earth were paving the way for her. The bronze bells hanging around her waist rang softly, and the seventy-two bells were engraved with the source of heaven patterns - they were the life instruments handed over by the saints of the major Dao sects in the Ziwei Star Region, and were smelted into this string of bells that symbolized victory.

On the top of the mountain, a red-gold beam shot up into the sky. The ten-year-old Tongtong sat cross-legged in it, and the vision of the sun burning the sky appeared around him. His young face was as solemn as an ancient god. The "Sun Sutra" flowing in his blood turned into materialized Sanskrit sounds, and a vague shadow of an emperor condensed in the void. On the collapsed suspended island in the distance, three old Duanmu masters coughed up blood and fell down, looking very embarrassed.

This is a battle between the old and new generations, and also a fierce collision between the moon and the sun. Xiao Tongtong has shown her invincibility, successfully defeated her opponent, and announced the rise of a new generation.

In the distance, between the peaks, Zixia stood in the air, her white skirt billowing like the tide, and behind her were two phantoms: on the left was the bright moon dropping the cold tide of the moon, and on the right was the sun spewing out the true fire of the sun. In the vortex of ice and flame, there were faintly three thousand patterns condensed into chains, running through the heaven and earth, as if she had merged with the avenue.

"laugh--"

The forbidden land of the Duanmu clan suddenly exploded with a lunar storm. An arrow wrapped with the laws of the holy way penetrated time and space. Wherever the arrowhead passed, thousands of miles were frozen, and even the laws were frozen into clear frost flowers. This was the head of the previous generations of the Duanmu clan. He was also the strongest person except for his background. He recently felt a breakthrough and entered the third realm of immortals. He held the holy weapon and challenged Zixia: "How can an ant who has touched the threshold of the way of killing be worthy of..."

Before she finished speaking, Zixia raised her white hand slightly.

The shadows of the sun and moon behind her collided with a bang, and in the bursting chaos tide, three thousand Dao pattern chains strangled the Taiyin arrow like a blue dragon. What was even more terrifying was her current state - starlight flowed from the ends of her hair, the veins of mountains and rivers appeared under her skin, and the shadows of the Nine Nether Yellow Spring flickered in her breath. Before the arrow got close, it disintegrated into the sky full of Taiyin Dao rules and was swallowed by the black hole that appeared in her palm. In the past five years, Ji Ziyue and Zixia have traveled all over the beautiful places of Ziwei Mountains and Rivers, enjoying the creation of heaven and earth. Zixia's cultivation is still at the level of five years ago, while Ji Ziyue's cultivation has almost caught up with her. But this does not mean that Zixia's strength is stagnant. She has tapped her potential to the limit, and mobilized the terrible power of the Heavenly Dao with the help of the innate Dao fetus. She has merged into the Dao, transformed the Dao rules of the heaven and earth into her body, and herself is a great Dao. The true body comes out of the sun and moon, goes down to the Nine Nether Mountains and Rivers, and can do everything. Even if she has not cut the Dao, she can already display the means of a saint, which is terrifying.

"The power of the Saint Soldier was neutralized by his own means!" The Duanmu clan members were all terrified when they saw this scene. Is it true that there is no one who can defeat a Saint?
“Crack—”

Behind Zixia, the void cracked like a mirror. Seventy-two prismatic warships tore through the dimensional barrier, and a dark blue energy vortex condensed frantically at the muzzle of the star destroyer. The mithril runes flowing on the gun body resonated with the Dao pattern under Zixia's feet - it was a strange fusion of technological civilization and the laws of cultivation.

The Duanmu tribe members looked at the fleet of warships standing like gods in the sky, their hearts tightened involuntarily, and fear spread like ice in their blood. They had witnessed with their own eyes how these steel behemoths ruthlessly destroyed one stronghold after another, turning the former prosperity into ruins. At this moment, these behemoths came again, as if carrying an irresistible breath of death.

In a hurry, they sacrificed their treasured magic weapons, the bronze bells rang slowly, and the black ice tower flashed cold light, trying to block the invasion of these warships. However, the moment these magic weapons approached the warships, they were like encountering an invisible hammer and were instantly decomposed into countless particle streams. Then, as if pulled by an invisible force, they reassembled into a dazzling defense halo surrounding the warships, as dazzling as stars, but cold and ruthless.

Faced with such a desperate situation, the current leader of the Taiyin Sect made a decision - to wake up the ancestor and activate the mountain protection formation at all costs! The Taiyin Sect has reached a critical juncture of life and death.

"Be careful! There are three big guys at the peak of the fourth level of the immortal! There is also a Saint King at the fifth level of the immortal, and you are surrounded by a large formation." Ji Ziyue's voice and scene opened up a holographic projection interface in Zixia's sea of ​​consciousness. She was floating in the quantum formation diagram at the core of the Eight Scenery Palace, and her fingertips drew hundreds of operating instructions.

In the void, countless mysterious patterns of the avenue emerged, each of which was in perfect harmony with the surrounding avenues of heaven and earth, and constantly changed with the changes of heaven and earth. Under the earth, infinite divine light rushed up into the sky, the dragon veins were aroused, and the auspicious clouds flooded the world. In the sky, the sun's essence, the moon's essence, and the power of the stars in the sky were drawn in, and the most brilliant divine light burst out from this place, penetrating the nine heavens.

"Boom!"

Endless murderous intent rushed up to the sky. The extremely yin and soft Taiyin holy power permeated the universe, even looming in the air. There was a terrifying imperial aura surging, as if to destroy the world. The power was so astonishing that even the Great Sage had to frown when he saw it.

"Hahaha! Little thieves of the Yin-Yang Dao! You've been fooled! Do you really think we did nothing after enduring for so long? Just stay here today! Let this formation slowly refine you to death!" The voice of the Duanmu clan ancestor resounded through the heavens and earth like thunder, carrying with it endless ridicule and murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)