xymnovel Chapter 300 Crane Dances in the Clouds, Immortal Under the Cold Moon
Chapter 300 Crane Dances in the Clouds, Immortal Under the Cold Moon
Zixia Patriarch was also unwilling to waste any more time.
Clearly, he knew that too.
Since the Night King had completely abandoned all pretense of civility...
Then they must have already prepared a way to deal with themselves.
Upon realizing this, Ancestor Zixia felt a pang of anxiety.
With a swift movement, he attacked Gongsun Yang again, this time with even greater ferocity and speed, as if he wanted to kill Gongsun Yang.
Under the fierce attack of the Purple Cloud Ancestor, Gongsun Yang was forced to retreat steadily, and his injuries became increasingly severe.
Looking at Gongsun Yang's miserable state, the Purple Cloud Ancestor couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.
But he did not stop, but continued to launch a fierce attack, trying to defeat Gongsun Yang completely.
Just then, something unexpected happened!
A figure suddenly stepped out from the Night Fiend Army. He coldly watched the battle between Ancestor Zixia and Gongsun Yang, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
The newcomer was dressed in black robes with a sinister face; he was none other than Ye Ming, the ancestor of the Ye family, the current Night King of Yuzhou in the Northern Frontier.
The martial art he practiced was called "Dark Night Heart Sutra," a unique skill of the Ye family.
This technique uses the power of darkness as a guide; when cultivated to a high level, it can condense powerful Dark Night True Essence, possessing the power to devour all light.
"Long time no see, you old codger!"
Ye Ming looked at the Purple Cloud Ancestor and said coldly.
After saying that, he moved and attacked the Purple Cloud Ancestor.
"This is troublesome!"
Upon seeing this, the Purple Cloud Ancestor's heart sank. Even Ye Ming, that old fellow who would rather die than leave his house, had come out.
Clearly, the Night King is determined to destroy the Zixia Sect this time.
This is an example to scare others.
But Zixia Ancestor was, after all, a celestial being. Although her mind was filled with countless thoughts, she quickly calmed herself down.
Waving their hands, they engaged in fierce combat with Ye Ming. Their figures flashed rapidly in the air, and each collision brought forth an astonishing energy fluctuation.
The purple aura and the power of darkness intertwined, creating a magnificent and spectacular scene.
At this moment, Gongsun Yang also took the opportunity to stand up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly watched the battle in front of him.
I'm planning to give Zixia Patriarch a really tough time!
As for the claim that ganging up on someone is unsportsmanlike?
For them, what need is there for martial virtue on the battlefield!
However, it seemed that the Purple Cloud Ancestor sensed Gongsun Yang's intentions.
Suddenly turning around, he struck out with his palm, and a palm print condensed from purple energy rushed towards Gongsun Yang.
Gongsun Yang was shocked and had no choice but to abandon his plan to gang up on the opponent and focus all his efforts on blocking the palm strike.
"boom!"
A loud bang was heard, and Gongsun Yang was knocked back once again.
"Old Ghost Night, who are your old friends still around?"
"Call them all out to see."
The voice of the Purple Cloud Ancestor was loud and clear, echoing throughout the magnificent Purple Cloud Mountain.
His gaze was fixed on the old man in black robes opposite him—Ye Ming, the patriarch of the Ye family.
Ye Ming was dressed in a black robe as dark as ink, the hem of which fluttered gently, shimmering with a deep luster under the moonlight.
His face was hidden in the darkness, only his eyes gleamed with a cold light, like two cold stars.
He merely sneered upon hearing this and offered no reply.
Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter came from all directions, shaking the valley as if an ancient beast was roaring.
"Hahahaha!"
"You old codger, it's been over twenty years since we last met!"
With laughter, a figure descended from the sky, landing steadily between Ancestor Zixia and Ye Ming.
The newcomer was tall and dressed in fine clothes. As his clothes fluttered, he seemed to exude an air of arrogance.
His face was handsome and dignified, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if he could see through all appearances.
"Yun Feiyang!"
Zixia Patriarch raised an eyebrow, recognizing this old friend.
Yun Feiyang was one of the "Three Masters of the Martial World" in the northern border region of the Great Qian Dynasty, and he was unparalleled in the area.
"Cloud Crane Dance" Yun Feiyang, whose name reflects his character, is as famous as his swordsmanship, which has spread throughout the entire northern frontier.
Because his posture is like a crane soaring in the clouds, every movement seems to interpret the highest realm of martial arts.
His swordsmanship blends the essence of heaven and earth and draws upon the spirit of nature; every strike is an ultimate pursuit of martial arts.
"Old man Zixia, you're still the same as ever, always so arrogant."
Yun Feiyang spoke slowly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Ancestor Zixia snorted but did not answer.
"What? You two old geezers have finally teamed up?"
"Zixia Ancestor said disdainfully, with a hint of provocation in her tone."
"Zixia, you're wrong."
Yun Feiyang shook his head and said, "I am not joining forces with Ye Ming, I am just here to join in the fun. However, if you want to fight, I will naturally accompany you to the end."
At the same time, a woman in palace attire appeared.
The newcomer was dressed in a moon-white palace gown, with a slender figure and a face as cold and aloof as the moon, giving off an air of unapproachable arrogance.
Cold Moon Fairy, whose given name is Wanqing, is the Supreme Ancestor of the Cold Moon Palace, and has been cultivating for over a hundred years.
However, because he cultivates the Cold Moon Palace and practices the Cold Moon Palace's supreme cultivation technique, the "Cold Moon Heart Clarity Manual".
Before their death, their appearance can be preserved.
She is also the master of the second of the three golden flowers of the Night King's Mansion.
Hanyue Palace, along with Zixia Dao Sect, is one of the three major martial arts forces in the northern border of Daqian.
It takes the power of Yin as the basis of cultivation, and its methods are unique, emphasizing using softness to overcome hardness and stillness to control movement.
Hanyue Palace, along with Zixia Dao Sect, is one of the three major martial arts forces in the northern border of Daqian.
It takes the power of Yin as the basis of cultivation, and its methods are unique, emphasizing using softness to overcome hardness and stillness to control movement.
The architecture of Hanyue Palace is just as its name suggests, with moon white as the main color. The palace is built against the mountain and is arranged in a staggered manner.
Every night, when the moonlight shines on the palace, it is like a fairyland.
The Cold Moon Heart Clarity Manual, the sect's most treasured cultivation technique, is passed down through generations and is not to be practiced by anyone other than a core disciple.
The most distinctive feature of this technique is that it can be cultivated using the power of the moonlight. The effect is even better when the practitioner cultivates on a full moon night.
Cultivators who practice the "Cold Moon Heart Clarity Manual" possess abundant true energy and unique techniques, often unleashing astonishing power at crucial moments.
Furthermore, practicing this technique can also make a martial artist's mind more tranquil, thus making them more calm and composed in battle.
"You old hag Zixia, it's been a long time!"
Leng Wanqing's cold voice broke the silence of the night, and Yuebai's figure appeared in Zixia Patriarch's sight like a ghost.
"The three of you coming together is quite an honor for this old man."
The Purple Cloud Ancestor looked at the three uninvited guests expressionlessly, already understanding the situation tonight, and said calmly.
"Zixia, tonight is the night to settle our scores."
Ye Ming's black robes fluttered, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
"My old friend Zixia, it's not that we don't cherish our past friendship, it's just that tonight, we have different positions and are each serving our own masters."
Yun Feiyang, on the other hand, looked completely at ease.
Leng Wanqing did not speak, but her icy true energy had already begun to condense around her, and the air was filled with a bone-chilling cold.
"Alright! Tonight, let's have a good showdown, you old folks!"
Ancestor Zixia took a deep breath, her true energy surging, preparing to face this great battle.
He knew that tonight would be a life-or-death struggle.
Suddenly, Ye Ming flashed and attacked Zixia Ancestor.
His figure transformed into a black shadow in the moonlight, moving as fast as lightning.
Ancestor Zixia moved slightly and met the attack with a palm strike.
Two powerful internal forces collided in mid-air, producing a deafening sound.