"Mere ants, overestimating themselves. The power of the High Priestess is beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
In the distant cosmos, Wu Yang stood facing the lingering will of the Crescent Moon Sect's Founder, preventing him from intervening. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but show a hint of disdain.
The reason why High Priestesses could become High Priestesses was because they could communicate with a portion of the power within the Coffin of World Burial. Even across vast distances and countless universes, they could wield power unimaginable to ordinary cultivators.
As far as Wu Yang knew, High Priestesses could even borrow the power of the being sealed within the Coffin of World Burial. Even a wisp of that power was enough to destroy heaven and earth.
Pfft...
A mist of blood erupted in mid-air. The sect master of the Crescent Moon Sect roared, fighting with all his might, his body glowing as he burned through all his life force. But it was futile. Before he could even make contact, his body disintegrated, turning into a mist of blood and light, dying on the spot.
This scene was too despairing, like a moth flying into a flame, burning to ashes before it could even get close.
The elders and disciples of the Crescent Moon Sect wailed in grief. More and more people's eyes filled with despair and resignation. Facing such a terrifying existence, resistance was impossible.
High above, space-time cracked, ripples spread, and Dao laws crumbled. The jade-like hand continued to press down slowly, its terrifying pressure making it hard for everyone to breathe. Bones creaked, on the verge of breaking.
More people found themselves unable to move, their legs giving out as they collapsed to their knees.
The gentle woman in the black mist smiled, her eyes shimmering. Her other hand remained tucked in her sleeve, not even lifting a finger. Her movements were casual and simple, as if she were the ruler of heaven and earth, punishing the ants of the mortal world.
The entire Crescent Moon Sect was engulfed in despair. All the elders and disciples felt no trace of life, as if they were enveloped in the coldest winter, shrouded in the shadow of death.
In the distance, the ancestral figures of the Crescent Moon Sect, who were being held back by the Dark Beings, also roared in grief and fury.
Many wanted to rush over, but they were pinned down by their opponents, unable to break free. They could only watch as the jade hand descended, intent on refining and taking away the entire Crescent Moon Mountain.
Gu Xian'er's expression shifted. She bit her lip, preparing to risk everything. Her strength was too weak, and ordinary methods were useless. Even Dao Realm beings were no different from ants at this moment.
Thus, she could only place her last hope in that elusive name, faint and untraceable.
Boom!
But at that moment, a deafening roar echoed, shaking the heavens and earth. A black-and-white fist imprint suddenly appeared, its radiant light blotting out the sky as it struck the jade hand.
In the sky, yin and yang energies rotated, swirling around like a pair of fish. A disheveled figure appeared, his hair matted and his clothes tattered. Beneath the grime, his eyes were clear and bright.
"Mad Granny..." Gu Xian'er exclaimed, her clear eyes wide with disbelief.
The elders and disciples of the Crescent Moon Sect were also stunned, many of them gaping in shock, frozen like statues.
Who could have imagined that the mad old woman, who was usually erratic and confused, regarded by everyone as an ill omen, would take action at this moment?
She had not left the Crescent Moon Sect and was still here.
Many people suddenly grew excited, recalling various rumors about this mad old woman.
Although she occasionally lost her sanity, her strength was undeniable. Even the ancestral figures of the past had been sent flying hundreds of thousands of miles with a casual wave of her hand.
"This senior is still in the Crescent Moon Sect. Her strength is unfathomable. Perhaps we still have a chance."
"This is great..."
Several elders were filled with excitement, feeling as if they had seen a glimmer of hope in their despair, nearly moved to tears.
Many others felt a deep sense of guilt. In the past, they had wanted to expel this mad old woman from the Crescent Moon Sect. If not for their lack of strength, many would have taken action against her.
But now, as the Crescent Moon Sect faced a life-and-death crisis, this mad old woman had stepped forward to face the enemy, protecting the sect and repaying their malice with kindness.
This only deepened their guilt.
"I knew she was still here. This is the site of the Restraint Heaven Sect. How could she leave so easily?"
In the distance, Song Yu, protected by Uncle Lan, narrowed his eyes, recalling many rumors and records.
The Restraint Heaven Sect had long since been wiped out in the river of time, and all records and texts related to it had been erased.
However, he had accidentally learned much about the Restraint Heaven Sect from some ruins and inscriptions.
The Restraint Heaven Sect might still have disciples alive in the world.
The ruins and inscriptions he had found, as well as some handwritten notes, had been left by people of later generations. They clearly described the Restraint Heaven Sect's encounter with misfortune and calamity, as if they had witnessed it firsthand.
Now, he increasingly suspected that this mad old woman was the one who had left those notes.
She was the last disciple of the Restraint Heaven Sect.
Moreover, the Dark Beings' attack on the Crescent Moon Sect clearly had a purpose. Song Yu suspected it was also related to the Restraint Heaven Sect.
It seemed that some among the Dark Beings also knew the secrets of the Restraint Heaven Sect.
Song Yu's heart grew heavier. The situation was more complicated than he had imagined. Now, in addition to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, even the Dark Beings were involved, coveting the secrets and treasures of the Restraint Heaven Sect.
The mad old woman said nothing. Emerging from the mountains, her robes billowed as she swung her fists, her movements grand and unrestrained.
Her fist technique was fierce and swift, its radiant light illuminating the heavens. Black and white energies flowed around her, and the phenomena of yin and yang and reincarnation appeared. At this moment, she seemed to have regained her clarity. With a clear shout, she struck out like a demon-subduing supreme being, like a blazing sun rising, her power overwhelming.
The entire cosmos was filled with dazzling fist light, its sharp aura making everyone's bodies ache and their souls tremble.
Her hunched, withered body now seemed to glow with a soft light, her skin becoming smooth and full.
As her fist imprint rose into the sky, strange lines began to appear around her, like threads of karma or chains of restraint, exuding a terrifying power of sealing and binding.
The palm descending from the sky was now blocked, unable to move any further.
In the void where the two collided, rules and Dao laws silently annihilated, as if a cosmic explosion had occurred. Scenes of the creation of heaven and earth, the birth of chaos, and the destruction of the vast expanse appeared, filling everyone with fear.
A soft exclamation sounded. The gentle woman in the black mist was slightly surprised, then increased the force of her palm, pressing down slowly but steadily.
She had not expected anyone to be able to block her palm.
However, this was futile and would not cause any major surprises.
Boom! As the gentle woman struck again, the Crescent Moon Sect was once again enveloped in the shadow of darkness. All the mountains and islands rumbled, rising from the ground. The earth cracked, and deep-hidden earth veins and spiritual springs flew away. Ancient trees and immortal vines were annihilated, taken by her.
The mad old woman's robes continued to billow as she charged upward, black and white energies swirling around her.
Her clear eyes seemed to contain a sun and a moon, light and darkness intertwining, yin and yang merging. The reincarnation of all worlds and the myriad living beings were reflected in her fist light.
This fist strike was incredibly domineering and blazing, shooting upward and shaking the heavens and earth as it collided with the palm.
The elders and disciples of the Crescent Moon Sect held their breath, watching this scene in awe and terror.
Endless light erupted, like an eternal day hanging high. Countless Dao laws and orders scattered, and billions of strands of radiant light collided.
In the end, even the gentle woman raised her delicate brows in surprise, then pressed down again, her terrifying and vast power reaching its peak.
In the next moment, the mad old woman's body trembled, her condition seeming to falter. Her clear eyes grew slightly cloudy, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
All the disciples and elders of the Crescent Moon Sect felt their hearts clench. Even this mysterious senior couldn't hold on?
"To think there's such a figure here? Truly remarkable."
Wu Yang's eyes were cold. He hadn't expected the Crescent Moon Sect to harbor such a powerful figure, one who could hold off High Priestess Li Shuang for so long.
However, there would be no surprises. Once the High Priestess chose to act, everything was already decided.
"This is strange. This person's condition is unstable. Her strength fluctuates between powerful and weak. Moreover, her techniques are quite rare."
In the black mist, the gentle woman murmured, her brows furrowing slightly. "Could this be the reason the young lady gave those orders? It seems the Crescent Moon Sect hides many secrets."
As she spoke, the mad old woman's condition changed again. Her clear, slightly cloudy eyes suddenly filled with strands of gray lines.
The gray lines spread from her eyes, thread by thread, continuously surging, like a cocoon wrapping around her.
Her disheveled hair flew wildly, and her wrinkled, spotted face was filled with thick gray matter. Her small, withered body suddenly grew tall and imposing.
Thousands of gray threads, like living creatures, surged toward the descending jade hand as she swung her fists.
At this moment, an eerie sound echoed through the heavens and earth, as if the Great Dao were being burned and the heavens restrained. The past, present, and future were all decaying.
Pop, pop, pop...
Around the mad old woman, crystalline Dao flowers bloomed, slowly rotating. The radiant, pure white flowers were now decaying, and the heavens and earth seemed to turn to ash.
Her fist light seemed to contain a power that corroded time, causing all matter before her to collapse and turn into ash.
The gentle woman's brows furrowed deeper as she watched a gray hole silently appear on her palm. The edges of the wound were blurred, stained with gray matter, about the size of a walnut. It quickly spread, threatening to corrode her entire arm.
In the sky, the palm she had manifested was also pierced by the mad old woman's fist.
A terrifying hole appeared in the center of the palm, and thick black mist surged, clashing with the strange gray matter. The two forces collided like ice and fire, silently annihilating the void.
This was the first time she had encountered such a scene, and her brows furrowed deeply. The Darkness, which had always made all worlds retreat and all beings tremble, had been blocked. It was no longer invincible.
Although this was partly due to her underestimating her opponent, it was still shocking and unbelievable.
This scene also stunned all the elders and disciples of the Crescent Moon Sect, who stared wide-eyed, then grew excited.
The palm in the sky was gradually disintegrating. As the hole appeared, gray cracks spread, causing it to collapse rapidly.
Gu Xian'er and the others also watched in shock.
No one had expected the mad old woman to be so powerful. Her bizarre techniques could actually resist the Darkness.
"Impossible..."
Wu Yang's green eyes filled with shock and horror. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, nearly crying out in disbelief.
High Priestess Li Shuang's techniques had been blocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing, something unprecedented and almost unbelievable.
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed, shaking the entire Crescent Moon Mountain. The mad old woman did not stop. Within her billowing robes, a radiant portal seemed to appear.
All the mountains and ruins flew toward it. She was refining the entire Crescent Moon Mountain, intending to take away every blade of grass and every flower.
Even Gu Xian'er and the others lost control, unable to stand steadily. They were pulled into the mad old woman's robes, which transformed into a new, mysterious world, intent on taking everything from the Crescent Moon Sect.
Even the elders and disciples in the distance, facing the Dark Beings, were no exception. They were grabbed by an invisible hand and pulled into the portal.
The mad old woman's Dharma body also grew to an immense size, as if even the heavens and earth could not contain her. Her true form stood in the cosmos, a single strand of her disheveled hair thicker than a star. Her eyes alternated between cloudiness, clarity, and grayness.
Seeing this, the gentle woman's smile finally faded. She became cold and murderous.
In her delicate hand, endless black mist gathered. Behind her, a grand palace seemed to appear. Within the palace, something was enshrined—a coffin surrounded by endless blood light, lying horizontally.
The coffin was blurry and indistinct, but it exuded a terrifying aura, as if it could crush the heavens and earth, shattering time and space.
Across the vast cosmos, countless cultivators and beings sensed this scene, trembling in fear, their souls freezing as if turned to ice.
That blurry coffin seemed like something that could not be directly observed. Many powerful beings tried to glimpse it, but in the next moment, they retreated in terror, screaming as their eyes burst, oozing horrifying black blood.
"Ants, how dare you resist the will of heaven..."
"We act on behalf of heaven. Our will is the will of heaven."
The gentle woman's gaze was cold, her tone ancient and solemn, like a supreme deity uttering prophecies.
At this moment, she seemed to radiate boundless power, unimaginable, indescribable, and ineffable.
Even Wu Yang and the other Dark Beings couldn't help but feel an urge to kneel and worship her.
Boom!
With a wave of her delicate hand, space-time roared. She pointed into the distance, aiming to completely annihilate the mad old woman, reducing her to dust.
This terrifying power was beyond comprehension, filling every inch of the void. All visible matter was instantly submerged and evaporated, unable to exist.
This was true world-destroying power, the highest truth and strength, surpassing the understanding of Dao Realm beings.
At this moment, the space-time of billions of miles was engulfed in light. Endless black light, like eternal light of annihilation, swept through all of time and space.
It swept through the past, present, and future of this region, truly erasing it from existence.
From the perspective of other universes, one would only see that area submerged in terrifying blood light, filling every corner of the cosmos, like divine punishment falling from the heavens, destroying everything.
This power filled everyone with fear and despair, like the true end of the world.
Even Wu Yang and the other Dark Beings felt a deep sense of dread, not daring to look directly.
This was the power of a High Priestess. When ordinary methods were useless, they could borrow the power of "heaven."
The terror of this power could only be understood by witnessing it firsthand. It was beyond the resistance of cultivators at this level.
It was for this reason that all the Dark Beings held the most fanatical reverence and worship for that existence.
After a long time, all the light disappeared. In the cosmos where the Crescent Moon Sect had once been, only a void remained, devoid of past, present, or future. Nothing was left.
The gentle woman stood under the oil-paper umbrella, quietly watching this scene, a thoughtful expression on her face.
The maid holding the umbrella beside her whispered, "My lady, it seems she managed to escape."
Wu Yang, who was about to report back, was shocked, even more incredulous.
In such a situation, that mad old woman had still escaped? Her methods were truly unbelievable.
"She didn't escape by her own power. Among those people from the Crescent Moon Sect, there was someone unusual."
The gentle woman shook her head, her beautiful and elegant face showing a trace of confusion. "Moreover, I seemed to faintly sense the will of the Master."