Chapter One Hundred and Eight: The Battle Ends

Yun Ziqi's expression was grave. He suspected that there was an array maintaining Yun Chuxue's spiritual power, allowing her never to exhaust it.

On Yun Chuxue's side, she had already depleted her stored spiritual power and could only rely on the Illusory Spirit Array to sustain it. Now, she just needed to deplete Yun Ziqi's magic power, giving her a chance to win, considering she practiced both spiritual and demonic cultivation.

Yun Ziqi was preparing to unleash his strongest attack. During the battle, he had managed to mark Yun Chuxue despite injuring himself in the process.

Yun Ziqi already had more than a dozen wounds of varying sizes on his body, yet he smirked sinisterly.

At this moment, Yun Chuxue suddenly felt the connection between herself and the Illusory Spirit Array severed. An invisible shield appeared beside her, rendering all her attacks futile.

"Yun Chuxue, stop wasting your spiritual power. It's time to end this. Devouring God's Power."

A massive surge of energy slammed Yun Chuxue from high altitude to the ground, creating a deep trench.

Resisting the pressure, Yun Chuxue's bones creaked as if on the verge of shattering.

"Bang~"

Yun Chuxue knelt with her sword, gasping for air. She was completely devoid of spiritual power, and Moxian's soul power was almost depleted.

Yun Ziqi hovered over Yun Chuxue and said, "Yun Chuxue, you have an array aiding you, but I can break it. Now, it's time for you to die."

Yun Chuxue snorted coldly, surprising Yun Ziqi with her next move.

She retrieved the Moon Chant Sword and formed hand seals in front of her chest. Suddenly, eight-colored energy burst out of her spiritual sea, surrounding her.

These were the spiritual bodies cultivated by spiritualists, which Yun Ziqi naturally recognized.

At this moment, these eight spiritual bodies shattered, causing Yun Chuxue to bleed from her seven orifices and struggle to stand.

Yun Ziqi shouted loudly, "Yun Chuxue, you're insane. Shattering your spiritual bodies will render you crippled."

"Since I'm about to die anyway, what does it matter if I become crippled?"

Yun Chuxue weakly replied, sensing a hint of concern in Yun Ziqi's words.

Moxian was also worried about Yun Chuxue. "Yun Chuxue, have you lost your mind?"

"Moxian, thank you for accompanying me all these years. I'm going to die. If you want to escape, go ahead."

"What nonsense are you spouting? Do you think I'd abandon you? Since you're going mad, I'll accompany you. I'll use all my soul power to assist you."

"Thank you, Moxian."

All eight energies converged on Yun Chuxue, turning milky white. Then, she maximized the operation of the Mysterious Yin Scripture, aided by Moxian's power. The pressure emanating from Yun Chuxue at this moment made Yun Ziqi somewhat wary.

"Destruction of Light, Annihilation of Darkness, Myriad Stars Slash."

Countless starlight swords appeared above Yun Chuxue, all charging towards Yun Ziqi. Yun Ziqi attempted to defend with magic and then disperse them with his magic techniques, but even so, he was already seriously injured.

Yun Chuxue was now in a state of delirium. She used up all her magic and spiritual power to unleash her most powerful combo.

"Blood Breaking Frenzy, Moon Chant Dance of Heaven and Death."

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically, thunder crackled, and dark clouds stretched for hundreds of miles. The ground began to tremble as if about to split open.

Seeing this, Yun Ziqi also unleashed his strongest attack - Devouring God's Impact.

A milky white beam collided with a dark white beam, both infused with hints of black.

Yun Chuxue and Yun Ziqi poured all their strength into this single strike.

"Bang~ Boom~ Crack~"

Dozens of deep pits were blasted into the ground, and the shockwaves quickly spread out. The powerful beings in the spiritual realm on both sides used all their strength to resist, preventing the others from suffering further.

Yusei was very worried about Yun Chuxue. He looked up and saw a figure covered in blood in the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was Yun Chuxue. He immediately flew up and hugged her, slowly descending.

Yusei checked Yun Chuxue's body but couldn't detect any breath.

Yuzi Xi walked slowly over, tears streaming down her face, and knelt beside Yun Chuxue, asking, "Daddy, how is mommy?"

"Your mommy..." Yusei suppressed the pain in his heart and didn't say anything further.

Yuzi Xi's tears flowed incessantly. "Mommy, wake up, I'm Xi Xi, I'm your daughter, mommy, sob sob, wake up, I'm Xi Xi, sob sob..."

Yuzi Xi kept calling out to Yun Chuxue. Yun Chuluo Bai and Yun Chuxin Heng approached, followed closely by Shen Zixuan and Tang Ruoyu. They knelt before Yun Chuxue, tears streaming down Tang Ruoyu's and Shen Zixuan's faces, while Yun Chuluo Bai suppressed his grief and said, "Yusei, take Third Sister and leave immediately. We'll cover your retreat."

"Alright."

Yusei led the army, spiritualists, and spirit beasts in a slow retreat. At this moment, they sensed a powerful force rapidly approaching.

It was the arrival of Jì Miè.

Just as the brothers were about to figure out how to respond, Huái Què arrived.

"Huai Que, what are you doing here?" Yun Chuluo Bai asked.

"I owe Yun Chuxue, today, I will repay that debt."

Yun Chuluo Bai understood his meaning and left with Yun Chuxin Heng.

When Jì Miè rushed over, he saw Huái Què there and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing Huái Què silent, he approached and found the person expressionless, feeling puzzled.

At this moment, Jì Miè sensed a tremendous force within him, seemingly on the verge of explosion.

"Not good."

Jì Miè retreated quickly as Huái Què's energy exploded, causing a massive blast. Although Jì Miè escaped fast, he was still affected, sustaining significant injuries.

Back at the main camp of Qingyun Pass, Yun Chuxue lay peacefully, as if asleep.

Yuzi Xi silently wiped the bloodstains from Yun Chuxue's body. Tang Ruoyu wanted to approach but was stopped by Shen Zixuan.

Yuzi Xi continued wiping silently. After some time passed, he looked around and saw everyone still there. He said, "Everyone, go about your business. I'll stay here to prevent any attacks from the demonic army."

Yuzi Xi's words left everyone unsure of what to say, and they all left one after another.

Yusei approached, touching Yun Chuxue's cold hand. He had remained expressionless from start to finish, but now tears streamed down his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"What's the use of apologizing? As a man, you should think about how to seek revenge instead of apologizing here." Yuzi Xi yelled hysterically, then sat beside Yun Chuxue, combing her hair.

After a moment of silence, Yuzi Xi left.

As he combed, tears fell from his eyes.

"Mom, didn't you say you were invincible? Didn't you say you would take Xi Xi out to play? Didn't you say you would wait for Xi Xi to get married? Why did you lie to me? Xi Xi has grown up. Mom, come back, okay? Come back, Xi Xi misses you. Mom, come back, okay? Come back, Mom, come back, sob..."

At this moment, within Yun Chuxue's spiritual sea, Mò Xi woke up. She remembered many things. Although she didn't know her name, she knew who her enemies were, and she regained some memories of her past cultivation techniques.

She looked at Yun Chuxue's spiritual consciousness floating beside her, with the spirit of the Moon Chant Sword also nearby.

"Yun Chuxue, you've taken a risky move."

Then she asked the sword spirit, "Can you revive her?"

The sword spirit wrote eight characters in the void, "Shattered before standing, reborn through the flames."

Mò Xi was overjoyed. "Good, with our combined efforts, we'll bring her back."

The sword spirit nodded.