A life of clearness

Chapter 61 Princess
Sima Erba stood up suddenly, and then threw a punch.

The force of this punch was incredible, and it blasted away the deathly aura that filled the air above.

However, one punch was not enough. Even though he could not see the man in his sight, Sima Erba could still feel the endless pressure. The crushing pressure made his whole body tremble instinctively. However, in the face of the murderous intent, he could not retreat.

One punch, two punches, three punches! In just a few breaths, Sima Erba's arms turned into afterimages, and he threw hundreds of punches. The punches were so continuous that it was almost impossible to tell which one came first.

This almost unleashed all of his potential for life and death. The white mask on his face seemed unable to bear it and split open from the center of his forehead, revealing an obvious crack.

Sima Erba's temporary judgment was not wrong. But the man who came out of the whirlpool had a much easier time dealing with it.

With a single finger, he pointed out with infinite majesty. Countless dead energy seemed to have a master, and they all obeyed his orders obediently, condensing into a jet-black phoenix, with a vague flame burning in its eyes between black and white. The phoenix whistled and directly collided with the continuous punches without fear.

The unfolded black wings were extremely huge, covering the fist force completely. Every punch pierced through it, but the many holes that appeared were immediately filled by the spreading death energy.

"Retreat." Sima Twenty-Ba was extremely decisive.

These words were spoken to his two disciples. In a battle of this level, two Jindans were completely helpless.

Rong Qing and Sima Erba fought each other in a battle, and they were evenly matched. But as soon as this mysterious man appeared, he crushed him.

A fist-sized hole suddenly collapsed in Sima Erba's abdomen. The place where Dantian was originally located was a void. And in this void, a dark chain protruded, and the buckle of the chain was even stained with mottled dark brown blood.

"Ah!" Yan Shuang screamed in pain. Her aura instantly weakened. She had just reached the Golden Core Stage, and when she used this life-saving method, her core was shattered, and her realm dropped back to the Foundation Establishment Stage. A hollow hole also appeared on her slender abdomen, and the chains that flew out were almost instantly connected to Sima Erba and Zhong Qiu's.

The combined power of the three people's Burning Cultivation was enough to escape from here. The figures of the three people gradually began to become transparent. The change was very slow, but very steady.

The mysterious man calmly landed on the head of the phoenix. Endless death energy surrounded her, and the wide black robe outlined her beautiful figure. The lower half of her face was covered by a black veil, so it was impossible to see clearly, but just by revealing her smooth forehead, a pair of affectionate eyes, and a tall and straight nose, it was clear that she was a beauty of unparalleled beauty.

This kind of beauty is hard to find in the world, and her cultivation is extremely high. Her mere appearance is enough to force Sima Erba and others to abandon even their mirror stands and give up the victory they had planned for so long.

"Want to escape? Humph!" A sharp female voice sounded. Behind the woman with black veil on her face, dozens of people followed and fell. The woman who spoke was wearing tight black clothes and was closest to the woman stepping on the phoenix. She was obviously the leader.

The woman in tight black clothes opened her pretty eyes, but she showed no mercy in her hands, throwing out a pair of battle discs. One on top, one below, rapidly enlarged. She led the remaining 48 people, a total of 49 people, to command the battle discs together. They did not hide their aura, and they were all at the Nascent Soul stage.

This group of people included both men and women, all of them were Nascent Souls. What a terrifying force this was. But Sima Twenty-Eight could not tell which force this was. If it was a hidden sect or aristocratic family... how did they find the clues and take advantage of it at this time?

More importantly... they seem to be very clear about the disadvantages of this strange and unpredictable method of escape?
The silver-white array plates moved up and down, covering Sima Erba and the other two. The three imprisoned people were in a state where they could only watch helplessly.

"Impossible." Sima Erba thought to himself. But this pair of plates, which echoed each other, fully exerted their effect almost instantly under the tacit cooperation of the forty-nine Nascent Soul cultivators.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

No. To be more precise, the time of Sima Erba and the other two began to stagnate. Even... it was slowly reversing!

They were trapped in a bright white light, and their bodies, which had been mostly blurred, began to solidify gradually. It seemed as if there was a force that firmly grasped them and pulled them back here little by little.

The woman who was riding on the phoenix, with her beautiful eyes, did not even look at Sima Erba and the other two. In her mind, there was no need to pay extra attention to the turtle in the jar. What she was really paying attention to was the person in the mirror.

At the same time, Dugu Zhi whispered, "To your right, there is a path on the wall with roses and winter jasmine flowers blooming."

Zhong Xiu said nothing more, weighed the silver in her hand, raised her hand and threw it far away. The path here changes very quickly. She didn't dare to hesitate too much, for fear that while she was hesitating, the path would suddenly change, and she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

The silver fell steadily to the ground, creating ripples. Another road stopped. Dugu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the chair. He stopped thirteen roads for Rong Qing. The chain change this triggered was that Rong Qing could now see the two of them clearly.

"I believe you won't let me down." Dugu Zhi said silently, and finally he was exhausted and fainted.

Rong Qing waved to the two people in the pavilion, and then looked outside the mirror table.

With just one glance, she understood that Sima Erba and the other two would never be able to turn over. That high-ranking woman was at the Spiritualization Stage. No wonder she could control so many Nascent Soul cultivators.

The power of the God of Transformation can be said to be the highest martial power. Even the Kaitian that Rong Qing had been thinking about was just to provide her with a glimmer of possibility to comprehend the rules and try to reach the God of Transformation. The gap between the half-step God of Transformation and the God of Transformation seemed to be only two words, but in fact, the strength was very different. Before the God of Transformation, they were just ants on the ground. After the God of Transformation, they truly emerged from the cocoon and became butterflies.

Outside the mirror, the woman gave Sima Erba endless pressure. However, Rong Qing inside the mirror felt the same pressure.

The eyes of the female cultivator at the God Transformation Stage met Rong Qing's. Her eyes were slightly curved, as if she had no hostility.

Rong Qing did not dare to neglect and bowed immediately. Then he sat cross-legged, his face as gloomy as water, and closed his eyes.

She could feel that the eyes of the female cultivator in the state of transformation had not moved away, and she had been watching her silently. Hostility, kindness, and confusion. Rong Qing was not a person who liked to deceive herself, especially in this situation. Perhaps, in the next moment, the fate of Sima Erba and the other two would be the fate of the three people trapped in the mirror.

"I have roughly grasped the various changes in the mirror table. With Dugu Zhi's help, I have a clearer grasp of the changes here." Rong Qing thought silently, "The principle of the mirror table maze, tracing its origin, is actually the way of prohibition. And I have an impression of this word. It is the word 'non'."

Why did Rong Qing choose the prohibition as the foundation of her practice? First, because her talent was indeed inclined towards this kind of thing, and second, the three thousand words of mysterious origin that she learned in the Sword Sect. The shape and structure of these words can be connected with many prohibitions. Even many prohibitions are based on a certain word and evolved. This gave Rong Qing, who had learned three thousand words, a great advantage.

This mirror maze, with its many changes, is really daunting at first. But Rong Qing has practiced prohibitions for many years and has her own way of disassembling and summarizing. Later, Dugu Zhi and Zhong Xiu were at the center, helping her reduce the difficulty and allowing her to see the structure of this maze more clearly.

All these factors combined allowed Rong Qing to fully comprehend the restrictions here, and she was only a hair's breadth away. And the powerful arrival of this female cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation stage was undoubtedly a countdown for Rong Qing.

The pressure from the Divine Transformation cultivator was enormous. However, this pressure, by coincidence, gently pushed Rong Qing to cross the line subconsciously.

"No words are forbidden." Rong Qing opened her eyes, her eyes bright. That was the heartfelt joy brought by enlightenment.

She no longer hesitated and flew into the air. When she fully understood all the changes in the prohibition here, it was much easier to break the suppression brought by the non-word prohibition.

Rong Qing threw the wooden sword far away, and in the blink of an eye, Zhong Xiu followed the wooden sword and landed in front of her. A golden butterfly was lying on her hair, flapping its wings slightly.

Rong Qing reached up and held Zhong Xiu's slender and powerful hands tightly.

"Sir." Zhong Xiu smiled, but her nose felt sore and tears ran down the corners of her eyes.

"I'm here." Rong Qing sighed softly, opened her arms and hugged the other person, and used her free hand to gently pat Zhong Xiu's back to comfort her.

The female cultivator who had lowered her eyes to look at the mirror table seemed to find the two people hugging each other very interesting and looked at them with interest.

"The situation has changed a little bit now." Rong Qing really felt that this trip had so many twists and turns. It was only an hour, but she felt like a long time had passed. "Don't be afraid." Rong Qing felt the thin woman in her arms trembling slightly, and even her palms were sweaty. "I'll tell you a story. Listen carefully, and when Dugu wakes up, you have to tell him."

Rong Qing looked up at the mysterious and beautiful woman in black robes. "This story is about the fallen Ji Dynasty in the north. It is also about the stunning beauty whose name is recorded in history books. The most beloved woman of the last emperor of the Ji Dynasty, Her Highness Consort Ji Chou'er."

The black-robed woman stepping on the phoenix tilted her head. This slightly childish action gave her a lot of charm.

(End of this chapter)