Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

Clang!

The continuous sounds rippled through the air.

The arc bent by the Divine Sword grew increasingly astonishing.

Even if it were to break in the next moment, no one would find it strange.

Mu Qianyan's dewy lips even spilled some traces of blood.

It left no doubt that in the next moment, she would be sent flying by the opponent's fist.

However, regardless of the unnamed sword in her hand or herself, despite both appearing to be on the verge of collapse, they always firmly stood in front of them.

"Master..."

Xu Yuan looked at the clear shadow standing in front of himself.

To tell the truth, he was actually quite unfamiliar with Mu Qianyan.

After all, before crossing over, he only noticed her because her beauty rivaled that of several main female characters and, due to her special identity, he harbored ambitions of being a rebellious disciple.

But now, seeing her, who was usually silent, stand in front of him without a word…

Considering her position, the fact that she didn't immediately draw her sword to kill him to prove the innocence of the Heavenly Dao Sect was already an extraordinary thing.

She even risked possibly making enemies with the whole world to step out and protect his departure.

She surely knew where his journey was headed—to the demonic tribes.

This trip, even if not directly colluding, was very likely to be confirmed by the Confucian-Mo Pavilion as collusion, but still, she stood out without hesitation.

This rebellious disciple, I will surely become it!

Xu Yuan made up his mind, but the tension driving the Spatial Transmission Formation grew even tighter.

"Leave quickly."
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The blood on the corners of Mu Qianyan's lips became even more tragically beautiful.

She silently calculated the half stick of incense time left for the teleportation, but despairingly found that she could only hold on for a third of that time.

If she continued to block like this, it would merely be a countdown to death.

Mu Qianyan's wrist turned, transforming the sword, which she had been using as a shield, into a sweeping horizontal slash.

Starting from the tip of the sword, a wave of invisible, arcing sword light emerged, slashing rapidly through the air.

"Truly troublesome!"

The elder from the Confucian-Mo Pavilion looked toward where Xu Yuan and the other two were situated.

There, the spatial fluctuations beneath him were slowly taking shape.

Although masked by Xu Yuan, he could sense it.

The seemingly unformed Spatial Transmission Formation, which would supposedly take half more an incense time, was actually almost complete.

It was only obscured by Xu Yuan with the Illusory Realm, and if he hadn't been paying attention all the time, he might have really been deceived by this young man.

Remembering this, the elder's intention to kill grew even more intense.

In such a critical situation, this young man was still not forgetting to disguise.

If he continued to entertain a cat-and-mouse attitude, he might really let this young man escape.

Without hesitation, he struck out with a palm directly.

Bang!

Under this invisible palm that crossed endless space and time, the sword light wave first paused, then scattered away like smoke.

Mu Qianyan's body, which guarded the three like an iron gate, also shook involuntarily before she, like a cannonball, was sent flying backwards, collapsing several palaces below.

The elder of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion didn't hesitate and struck down with another palm through the air.

Feeling the invisible pressure, despair inevitably spread among the three.

"Supreme Goodness as Water!"

Under Liu Ruoxue's insistence, she finally broke through the bindings of the weakened Shi Ruoyu, but the sword light that turned into a meteor had not yet ascended when it was blown away by the palm wind carried by an invisible palm.

The gap between Return to Void and Core Formation was simply too vast, and too despairing.

"May your wishes come true!"

Lin Qingque, also breaking free from the bindings, clenched her teeth and forcibly tried to bind the Palm Imprint with the Power of the Heart.

However, that usually overbearing Heart Power this time failed to even make contact before it was dispersed.

Lin Qingque violently coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But it was at this moment that her eyes showed a peculiar color, suddenly spreading from deep within.

"How could I possibly let you succeed when that's my true senior brother?"

At this moment, between heaven and earth, an extraordinarily powerful aura suddenly emerged, causing the heaven and earth to emit mournful cries.

Tian Liuli, regaining some strength, was about to rush out again to intercept with her body, but froze upon sensing this aura.

"Is this... an aura at the level of an Immortal Venerable like me?"

She looked up at the firmament.

But she saw nothing.

And the ancestor of Confucian-Mo Pavilion, under this sudden aura, was so frightened that his eyes widened.

"What is this?"

The other hadn't even fully descended, and yet the entire heaven and earth were already emitting unbearable cries of agony.

Within these cries, all he heard was pleas for mercy, none of anger.

Who is this?

But what relieved him was that the aura seemed to merely be passing by.

Although the incarnation of his will left there was dispersed, the palm strike he had launched was also much dissipated by this aura.

Still, its power was enough to disrupt the Spatial Transmission Formation that was almost about to materialize.

Just as Tian Liuli and Jing Lixue were about to forcefully protect it with their bodies, Xu Yuan grabbed them and threw them towards the direction where his Master was.

As he was an Outer Domain Demon, the ancestor of Confucian-Mo Pavilion dared to attack them unrestrainedly, but once he was gone, he would have no reason to strike at the two women again.

Xu Yuan believed that the Palace Master of Qiushui Shengong definitely wouldn't just watch Tian Liuli die.

Especially now that she no longer stood by his side.

Immediately thereafter, without any hesitation, he clasped his sword in both hands and slashed towards the Palm Imprint!

Thud!

The clash between the sword and the palm sent out an invisible shockwave, which harshly hit the Formation.

"Hm, although it hasn't completely shattered, your Teleportation Formation has already been disturbed by me, and if you dare to teleport..."

"You will only get lost in the chaos of the void."

The words of the elder of Confucian-Mo Pavilion were not yet complete when Xu Yuan had already rushed into the chaotic formation without hesitation.

He seemed to have anticipated all of this, which was why he had sent away the two women just before he made his move.

Rather than following him to a destination unknown, alive or dead, they were better off staying here.

At least, after losing him as their excuse, their lives would surely be safe.

"The hatred of today, one day, I will surely come to express my thanks, one by one."

Xu Yuan looked back, giving the elder of Confucian-Mo Pavilion, who was far on the horizon, a deep gaze. As his voice spread, his figure also disappeared amidst it.

And just as his figure was about to completely vanish.

Several figures suddenly rushed up like swallows returning to their nest.