The Ancient Realm Goddess
Rescuer
Qing Yue’er felt quite pleased. He exclaimed, “Ying Jun, Jinlong! Hold that god of self-styling!”
The body size of Ying Jun and Jinlong suddenly grew. Their size is reaching a wider area.
Qing Yue’er did not stop her trident. He hung the long weapon into the empty air. “Good topic, keep influencing Di Feng Xuan. You'll shower spiritual energy if you can satisfy me.”
The trident trembled as if hearing Qing Yue’er's words. After that without even having to be moved and controlled by Qing Yue’er, the trident still continued to try to mess up Di Feng Xuan.
On that occasion Qing Yue’er directly pulled Taotie to sit face to face. “Raply that with a focused mind. You ... You may be a demonic beast, but I'm sure you can.”
Taotie smiled broadly at the words. Then they started the sealing ritual. Qing Yue’er was still memorizing the old spell, so she did not need to memorize it anymore.
Things happened just like last time when Qing Yue’er was cooperating with Cloud Fairy. The two began to be enveloped in a bright light along with the rapidly increasing rhythm of chanting.
At Feng Xuan who saw this instantly frowned. A bad feeling swept his mind. He had heard of the God power sealing magical spell. All he knew was that the spell had to be done by at least two people.
Don't tell me that Qing Yue’er and Taotie are doing that? It's getting dangerous. Di Feng Xuan felt cornered and forced to pull out her ultimate weapon.
A snake-eyed sword appeared in his hand. The single snake's eyes looked fiery red with an extremely powerful deadly aura.
“Good. You guys really forced me to do more,” muttered Di Feng Xuan.
In the face of Di Feng Xuan's snake-edged sword, the trident's influence was reduced. It barely even exerted any influence, let alone the weapon being not controlled by Qing Yue’er.
Di Feng Xuan raised his sword high up to provoke lightning in the sky. His voice distracted Ying Jun and Jinlong. Both were surprised. They wanted to stop Di Feng Xuan, but the other two Di Feng Xuan directly intercepted them.
“Never think of saving them!”
Ying Jun became riled up. The snake-eyed sword was Di Feng Xuan's weapon which made him quite feared. That sword could split the ocean and tear down mountains with just a single slash.
Without a doubt Di Feng Xuan slashed his sword towards the trident. The deafening sound of explosions instantly spread in the night sky.
Boom up!
Once again the Tongxuan Continent was shaken. Trident Qing Yue’er was instantly thrown far out of nowhere. His figure is no longer visible.
Di Feng Xuan smiled mockingly. “The weapon will still lose to my sword,” he said proudly.
Then he turned to look at Qing Yue’er and Taotie. “Are you guys trying to seal my divinity? That will never happen!” furious At Feng Xuan.
The serpent-eyed sword was raised up high again. Lightning streaks enveloped his long blade.
Di Feng Xuan's eyes were filled with flashes of hatred. With just a single move the sword was unleashed towards Qing Yue’er and Taotie.
Whoosshh!
A white glint full of destruction dashed swiftly forward. However, the unexpected happened. Suddenly a black figure shot out quickly and instantly stopped the glint.
Boom!
Right at that moment a beam of light shot out from where Qing Yuer and Taotie were. Di Feng Xuan was too shocked by what had just happened. He did not notice the light that had shot into his brain.
In the next second he immediately shouted in pain. The sword in his hand just slipped out. Both of his hands held onto the head which felt as if he was being hit with a sledgehammer.
Qing Yue’er who had already completed the ritual did not care at all about Di Feng Xuan. As long as the seal had already entered the head of a God then that meant it had already succeeded.
Now he was more concerned with his savior figure. He darted rapidly downwards chasing the black-clothed figure that floated down.
Fortunately Qing Yue’er was nimble. Before the figure had actually hit the ground, he had already caught his body first. When he saw who it was, Qing Yue’er's feelings became complicated.
He immediately landed onto the ground and laid the person down carefully. The black-clothed figure was a man who was no stranger to him anymore. Once twice he saw her.
That person was none other than Mo Yu, Mo Jingtian's subordinate who had once been sent to accompany Mo Feng to take care of the demons in the lower realms. However, Qing Yue’er never knew that they were also in Tongxuan.
“Why should you do this ...,” shriek Qing Yue’er. He was unable to see the wounds on Mo Yu's body.
The man was seriously injured. His chest had already been pierced by Di Feng Xuan's sword force. The wound was gaping wide, even Qing Yue’er could see his internal organs that seemed to be stirring.
“Nona, un.. stay with you .. congratulations ....”
Qing Yue’er bit her lips. His eyes were already bathed by the clear liquid. Though he did not know Mo Yu that well. They never even talked to each other. However, the man was willing to sacrifice his life for her.
How could Qing Yue’er be able to accept such a huge sacrifice without feeling guilty?
“Sorry, I'm sorry. You ... please hold on, I will definitely save you,” pinta Qing Yue’er with a stammering voice. He had already enveloped his hands with spirit power, but Mo Yu immediately held him back.
“Ti .. dak. I ... can't .. last longer,” whispered Mo Yu with a limp. His voice was barely heard.
“Please .. accompany my master. Never .... leave him ...”
Mo Yu's eyes started to close. His disjointed breath finally stopped just like that.
Qing Yue’er could hardly believe seeing this. He immediately checked Mo Yu's pulse and everything was done. The man really left.
The tears that were held back finally escaped from the eyelids. Qing Yue’er was silent for a while. The supposed dead man was him, but Mo Yu willingly jumped in his place.
Qing Yue’er felt bad, she felt guilty, she was also grateful. Somehow he had to express his gratitude.
Slowly Qing Yue’er piled Mo Yu's hands together on the stomach. Then he moved back a few steps.
Qing Yue’er bowed three times on Mo Yu's squad. That was his last honor.
“Thank you. You're a really good guy. I pray you arrive at the altar of heaven accompanied by eternal peace,” Qing Yue’er softly said. He wiped the corners of his wet eyes.
“And I make sure never to leave your master.”