The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor

"Damn..."

Ji Lengyue, who was resisting the Qitian Sea Emperor, sensed Ji Changfeng's defeat, a hint of worry in her expression.

At the moment, all Ji Family elders were manipulating the Eight Diagrams Heavenly Thunder Array to suppress the Evil Dragon, while other elders and hall masters of the Floating Mountain were dealing with the Evil God Sect's people.

Due to some special reasons, only the four of them could awaken the dormant ancestor.

A Master Huatian charging into the rear of the Floating Mountain was simply unimaginable.

Hmm...

This is the only way.

Ji Lengyue's eyes turned cold, her hands began sealing.

Buzz————

The next moment, a breathtakingly beautiful woman wearing a Moon White Robe with mystical immortal beauty appeared out of thin air beside Ji Lengyue.

Looking closely at the beautiful woman's eyes and eyebrows, they were astonishingly similar to Ji Lengyue's.

"Much appreciated, Dao friend." Ji Lengyue slightly bowed.

The beautiful woman smiled faintly, saying, "We are one, no need for this."

"I'm off then."

The beautiful woman stepped lightly, disappearing in an instant.

This scene went unnoticed.

Not even the Qitian Sea Emperor on the other side noticed.

If the Qitian Sea Emperor had noticed, he would undoubtedly be utterly shocked.

Because that beautiful woman was Ji Lengyue in her youth!

......

"Hmm?"

When Master Huatian reached the Eight Diagrams Heavenly Thunder Array, he happened upon Ye Xuan and his four companions just emerging.

Ye Xuan's group naturally saw Master Huatian.

"A bald monk from the Great Western Heaven Temple?"

Seeing Master Huatian, Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "You joined the Evil God Sect too?"

Master Huatian examined Ye Xuan's group, sensing they were not to be trifled with, declared a Buddhist chant and asked, "Are you benefactors also part of the Evil God Sect?"

"That thing doesn't have the qualification to make me join." Qiankun Ancestor curled his lips disdainfully.

Master Huatian's expression remained unchanged, yet internally he was slightly shaken.

The plan shouldn't involve interference from other forces.

Which force were these guys from?

Master Huatian pondered, maintaining a calm exterior, stated, "So, what are you benefactors doing here?"

"You've come looking for the Evil Dragon, haven't you?"

Ye Xuan smiled insidiously at Master Huatian.

Master Huatian, adhering to the principle that monks don't speak falsehoods, nodded: "Indeed, this is why I'm here."

Ye Xuan laughed even more happily, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, said: "It's unfortunate, that thing was just sealed by me. If you want to find it, come back in a few thousand years."

Qiankun Ancestor looked at Master Huatian with a half-smile.

Master Huatian's pupils contracted slightly, his aura becoming somewhat serious.

After two seconds of silence, Master Huatian bowed to Ye Xuan: "I wonder if the benefactor could allow me to go up and have a look?"

Ye Xuan smiled insidiously: "What do you think?"

Qiankun Ancestor sneered at Master Huatian, this guy with a big bald head, thinking he was exceptionally intelligent, only to be a brainless fool.

Master Huatian sighed upon hearing this, his aura gradually becoming sharp, gazing at Ye Xuan, took a deep breath, faced with sorrow, declared a Buddhist chant, said: "Since that's the case, I shall have to offend..."

Before the words were fully out of his mouth, Master Huatian suddenly looked up, noticing a breathtakingly beautiful woman stepping into the void from afar, emanating chilling air.

Where she walked, it was as if a cold moon descended, frigid beyond compare.

"Ji Lengyue, benefactor!"

Seeing the woman, Master Huatian's face slightly darkened.

"Withdraw." The young Ji Lengyue said coldly.

Master Huatian shook his head and replied, "Without seeing the Evil Dragon, I won't leave."

The young Ji Lengyue coldly said, "Don't dig your own grave."

Buzz————

Behind Ji Lengyue, a massive white moon hovered, its icy light circulating ceaselessly.

The surrounding void began freezing inch by inch.

This power even froze time itself.

"Benefactor, you shouldn't rely on borrowed strength. Although your cultivation technique is peculiar, splitting forces and battling on the Qitian Sea Emperor's side will cause you to collapse."

Master Huatian wasn't afraid, a Golden Bell Shield floated up over his body, directly ignoring that power.

Master Huatian seemed more familiar with Ji Lengyue, aware of the cultivation technique she practiced, he pointed out Ji Lengyue's current predicament.

Ji Lengyue's cultivation technique was unique, allowing her to retain two versions of herself from separate times.

One was her younger self, the other was the self moving through time.

The old lady was Ji Lengyue progressing through time.

The Ji Lengyue before them was the young Ji Lengyue.

Of course, her power was no different from that of the elderly Ji Lengyue.

This was the strength of her cultivation technique.

However, under Heavenly Dao Suppression, it wasn't easy to perform such a technique.

If time persisted longer, the Heavenly God Pattern would vanish.

Then, the Qitian Sea Emperor would step onto the Floating Mountain.

At that time, the Floating Mountain would be in peril.

Thus, confronted with Master Huatian's pointed words, Ji Lengyue remained silent, striking directly.

Boom!

The massive white moon behind Ji Lengyue began spinning instantly.

As the moon spun, observable cold air emanated, flowing past Ji Lengyue, transforming into overwhelming ice arrows, aiming at Master Huatian.

"Amitabha."

Master Huatian declared a Buddhist chant, completely unperturbed, with the Golden Bell Shield on him.

Clang-clang-clang————

The ice arrows struck the Golden Bell Shield, failing to penetrate it, yet leaving layers of frost upon it.

In an instant, Master Huatian and the Golden Bell Shield were frozen within.

"Cut!"

Ji Lengyue's beautiful eyes flashed coldly, she whispered.

The moon disk spun again, producing a terrifying slice out of nothing, instantly striking the frozen Golden Bell Shield.

Clang————

A terrifying shock shook, shattering all the frost.

The Golden Bell Shield remained intact.

Master Huatian calmly floated in the air, unharmed.

Ji Lengyue narrowed her eyes slightly, a trace of solemnity flickering in her gaze.

"Benefactor, you cannot defeat this monk." Master Huatian looked sorrowful, yet his words were arrogant and confident.

"Just an old bald fool, how come so arrogant." Qiankun Ancestor was instantly upset seeing the old bald fool pretending.

"Displeased, aren't you?" Ye Xuan smiled peacefully.

Qiankun Ancestor nodded furiously: "Master, feeling very displeased."

"Then take care of him." Ye Xuan grinned.

"Alrighty!"

Qiankun Ancestor laughed joyfully.

"Hey hey hey, old bald monk, what's the point of fighting women? Come spar a couple of moves with this ancestor." Qiankun Ancestor flew into the battle, directly interrupting the two's fight.

Master Huatian looked at Qiankun Ancestor, released the Zen Stick and Bowl, letting them float in the air, hands together, a sorrowful face: "Ami..."

"Damn you, son of a bitch!"

Qiankun Ancestor similarly put his hands together, but as his hands met, it seemed as if two worlds were compressed together.

Rumble————

Under Ji Lengyue's astonished gaze, and Master Huatian's face changing, that force directly squashed Master Huatian's Golden Bell Shield.