Chapter Fifty-Seven: All Methods Are Connected

少年弯弓，射箭，屏息闭目根本无需眼睛，只需感知着那边庞大的天地元气，便可轻易引动了强大的力量。
The rune on the arrow shaft was activated, and Mo Shanshan had never seen such a rune, nor did she know which sect in this world could cultivate such arrows. When the arrow tail detached from the bow body, it suddenly carried a powerful surge of worldly primordial energy.
"Swish!"
The arrow pierced through space like a sharp dart, flashing by and directly injuring the energy sea in Longqing's chest, leaving behind a pitch-black deep hole; one arrow had destroyed all his cultivation.
“Ah!” Lu Chenjia let out a startled cry, the arrow was too fast; neither of the two guardians had time to stop it. Prince Longqing looked down in shock at the black-clad figure's chest, his eyes filled with hopelessness and resentment.
Lu Chenjia immediately took out the sacred herb obtained from the Heavenly Peak Sacred Land. He didn't hesitate to deplete his own immense cultivation to bring Longqing back from the brink of death.
"So fast!" Ye Hongyu was also taken aback, her eyes showing surprise, anger, and excitement. This way, she had an excuse to kill.
“Your Highness, you need to heal!” Lu Chenjia said anxiously, “If you delay any longer, you will be ruined!”
“I am already ruined!” Longqing said despondently, filled with despair. The destruction of his Qi Sea and Snow Mountain meant that his once-proud cultivation was completely wasted, which also meant that he could never again approach the light.
Ye Hongyu frowned tightly; Long Qing had not only ruined his body but also his Dao heart. With his Dao heart collapsing and falling into darkness, she understood even more that her battle was about to begin.
Ning Que slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, but once again took out a second arrow, swiftly assuming a defensive posture.
“Not good!” a worried expression appeared on Mo Shanshan's pretty face, “You've really made a big mistake this time.”
“He shouldn't have mentioned Sang Sang!” This was the fundamental reason why Ning Que killed, and thus, Long Qing had touched his bottom line.
阳无月淡淡道：“我好想也问你要过桑桑，还不止一次。第二支箭是为我准备的？”
Mo Shanshan was suddenly startled and instinctively got defensive, but Ning Que's expression was neither happy nor sad: "How about my Yuan Thirteen Arrows?"
“A rare gem among trash!” Yang Wuyue disdainfully replied. After all, it was just a spirit tool, not even a treasure-grade item; it merely had powerful divine symbols inscribed on it.
“You better not shoot arrows at me, or even the Master can't save you, I mean it!”
Mo Shan Shan never expected that Yang Wu Yue and Ning Que also had conflicts, and it seemed to involve that Sang Sang as well. She couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person is Sang Sang?
However, at this moment when tensions were high, Yang Wuyue actually paid little attention to Ning Que, but instead walked slowly towards the lakeshore. On the snowy cliff, a red shadow also descended, and the moment she landed, she stepped into the Destiny Realm.
Yang Wuyue no longer suppressed his cultivation; with one step, both of them broke through the mirror simultaneously.
“They broke through the mirror?” Ning Que silently groaned. He had worked hard to break through to the Dong Xuan stage, while these two effortlessly broke through to the Zhi Ming stage with a mere snap of their fingers. Compared to that Long Qing, they were simply on a different level altogether.
Mo Shanshan sighed lightly, "Dao Chi has already reached a level where he understands all laws. Brother Yang's knife, however, extinguishes everything. Their realm has long surpassed Dong Xuan, but they are suppressing their own cultivation, looking for the best opportunity to break through the mirror."
```htmlYe Hongyu swung his sword in hand, using his thoughts as the blade, as the immense sword formed from the world's vital energy slashed down fiercely, rapidly extinguishing the lake water, and giant waves surged back violently.
That terrifying blow appeared once again, fiercer, faster, and more vicious than the previous sword strike, dominating the world as always.```
"Boom!"
The sword energy collided in mid-air, making the lake churn. Ye Hongyu knew his sword was fast, so fast that even the teacher couldn't contemplate before facing him. Thus, he took the risk to seize the initiative, using sword energy to counter his fierce attack. Accompanied by the falling raindrops, with a wave of her jade hand, she condensed the power of heavenly frozen ice, transforming it into a sky full of ice arrows.
“Wow!” The overwhelming barrage came pouring in.
“Snow falls on the world!” With the same essence of cold ice and the same sky-filled blade intent, the intertwining of wind and snow creates the ultimate mystique of the Twenty-Third Year Cicada. At this moment, his blade light, falling like snow, transforms into a world of blade light.
```htmlIn the fierce clash, the momentum does not diminish.
“Wow!” Ye Hongyu raised a palm to the sky, and a red fish swayed its body, soaring into the sky, transforming into a terrifying monster over several dozen feet tall, spinning in a circle. The horrific aura within it shifted, moving from life to death, and from death to life, continuously rotating like the Yin-Yang symbol.```
阴阳鱼承载的便是阴阳大道，而此刻叶红鱼的那本命物，并非真的鱼，而是她培养的本命物，飞鱼表面那些繁密的鳞片，蕴含着不同的力量，与此刻变换之间，引动天地间不同的天地元气。
“Yin and Yang generate each other, and all laws are interconnected!” Yang Wuyue laughed and said, “So that’s how it is!”
Each scale contains distinctly different Dao rhythms, which at this moment condense into dense, small, sharp Dao swords. With ten thousand scales, there are ten thousand Dao swords.
The overwhelming rain of swords seemed to form an independent world.
"Come and fight!" Ye Hongyu shouted, erupting into action. Ye Hongyu was infatuated with the Dao, obsessed with proving her path. How does one prove the Dao? Only through life and death. Thus, she fervently pursued battle, sought out slaughter, and danced on the edge of life and death. She was a madwoman.
“Then come on!” Yang Wuyue's sword suddenly transformed; it was still fierce and overbearing, still explosively terrifying, but it no longer felt so cold, no longer carried that ruthless aura. Instead, it was filled with the aura of explosive destruction in every aspect.
“Dominating the World!”
A single slash cleaves through heaven and earth; the terrifying sword momentum disregards any laws or paths. You may have a method that encompasses everything; I will shatter it with a single strike.
The fierce sword technique carries an aura of destruction and disaster. The pure domination of the world fosters a certain overbearing spirit, at most instilling fear in the mortal realm, but the heavenly calamities are a form of divine retribution.
“Whoa!” A torrential waterfall of swords was cleaved apart by a single strike. If it weren't for Ye Hongyu's quick reflexes, her spiritual weapon would have been shattered. Suddenly, a rich and surging power of brilliant light erupted fiercely from beneath her red robes, like a candle flame igniting, releasing a terrifying radiance.
“Divine Technique?”
Yang Wuyue was not shocked but rather delighted, as a similarly intense and terrifying flame surged within him.
“Cry!” A single cry echoed through the sky, startling the entire world and causing it to tremble. Gathering the breath of heaven and earth into an unnamed fire, a bizarre and dreamlike figure soared with wings amidst that terrifying flame.
“Wow!” The flame-like feathers were dreamlike and illusory, and the terrifying howl changed the color of the heavens and the earth.
“The Vermilion Bird Divine Talisman?” Mo Shanshan was completely shocked the moment the talisman appeared. The complexity of the Vermilion Bird Divine Talisman is considered the pinnacle of the contemporary world; how could he have cast it so easily? To what extent has his talisman mastery reached?
“Tang Guo Zhuque!” Ye Hongyu's expression changed drastically; the moment she saw Zhuque, she realized that she had lost with this hard-hitting move.
*Splash!*