The system is the proficiency panel

Long after the false sun disappeared, the shock wave, weakened countless times, slowly reached the battlefield.

The two sides who were fighting on the battlefield were pushed back a distance, but they were already blood-thirsty and had no time to think, and they immediately became a mess again.

Amid the flying dust, Ye Zizhen's golden hair danced wildly in the strong wind on the west gate wall. She held the spear tightly in her right hand to steady her body, and pressed her chest with her left hand - the fluctuations from the soul contract made her pupils shrink suddenly.

"Senior Yue!"

She turned her head to look at Yue Shanwu, who was fighting with a third-level martial saint with a sword in the distance, and her voice trembled slightly with urgency.

"My brother's breath is stable... but very weak!"

Yue Shanwu swept his sword across, frowning when he heard the words. He glanced at the already stable light curtain of the formation on the city wall, then looked at the sky where the white light disappeared, and the blood beads on his gray beard trembled with his heavy breathing.

"Did something happen over there? Exact location."

Yue Shanwu kicked away the Martial Saint who was attacking him by surprise, forced him back with the tip of his sword, and used his spiritual sense to ask Ye Zixin.

Ye Zizhen took a deep breath and responded in a firm voice.

"It's the direction where the white light just burst out. The distance is inestimable! Senior Yue, I want to find my brother. He may need help!"

Yue Shanwu frowned, and with the sword in his hand, he deflected another fierce attack from the Martial Saint, and took advantage of the situation to retreat a few steps. He quickly weighed the pros and cons.

At present, the battle situation in Ximen has been stabilized, and Daozi's safety is related to the overall situation. He dodged a sharp fist wind and said in a deep voice.

"Go! Bring the communication talisman and the defense talisman with you, and notify us immediately if there is any unusual movement!"

A hint of gratitude flashed in Ye Zizhen's eyes and he nodded heavily.

"I'll be careful!"

She turned around and jumped off the city wall. With the help of Yue Shanwu, she quietly left the front battlefield and turned into a golden stream of light, rushing towards the direction of the white light.

Yue Shanwu watched her go away, then his sword suddenly became more powerful, forcing the Martial Saint back several steps, and said in a cold voice.

"Your life ends here!"

……

Ye Zizhen galloped along, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind. She held the spear tightly, and the induction of the soul contract was like an invisible thread, pulling her forward to the northeast. As the distance shortened, the connection became clearer, and she could feel that Lin Ji's breath was weak but still stable.

After passing through a charred forest, Ye Zizhen finally stopped at the edge of a valley that was flattened by the shock wave. The air was filled with a burning breath, the ground was cracked, and magma was still flowing slowly in the cracks. In the center of the valley, a familiar figure lay quietly among the rubble - it was Lin Ji.

"elder brother!"

Ye Zizhen's heart tightened and he rushed over quickly.

Lin Ji's clothes were torn and his body was covered with burnt scars, but his breathing was steady, and it seemed that he had just run out of spiritual power and fell into a coma. Ye Zizhen quickly checked his injuries and was relieved after confirming that there were no fatal injuries. She gently helped Lin Ji up, took out a spiritual power recovery pill from the storage ring, and carefully fed it to him.

"Brother, wake up..."

She called out in a low voice, looking around vigilantly. It was obvious that there had been a world-shaking battle here, and the opponent who could fight Lin Ji to this extent was definitely not an ordinary person.

Just then a figure appeared in front of her. Ye Zixin looked up vigilantly and was stunned. She knew the person who suddenly appeared.

Chen Chen!

Ye Zizhen was a little surprised, but he also felt that it should be so. After all, the other party is now a member of the Holy Church and an enemy!

Ye Zizhen looked at Chen Chen who suddenly appeared with vigilance, and raised the spear in her hand slightly, ready to deal with any possible attack at any time. There was a hint of coldness in her voice.

"Chen Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Chen looked at Ye Zizhen, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He spoke slowly in a low voice.

"Ye Zizhen, I don't want to be your enemy. But my identity prevents me from staying out of it."

Ye Zizhen frowned, she didn't believe what Chen Chen said, but the more important thing at this moment was to protect Lin Ji's safety. She asked.

"So what is your purpose here?"

Chen Chen took a deep breath and recalled Raymond's instructions before the death battle. He spoke slowly.

"Lord Raymond...had secretly deployed some men on the edge of the battlefield before the battle. He said that if the Holy Church won, nothing would happen; but if Lin Ji won, these men would be responsible for the final blow and try to kill the seriously injured Lin Ji."

Ye Zizhen's heart tightened when she heard this. She immediately realized that Chen Chen in front of her might be one of those who "finished up". She held the spear tightly, her eyes firm.

"Chen Chen, I won't let you hurt my brother."

Chen Chen looked at Ye Zizhen, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes. He had personally experienced Ye Zizhen's strength, and even though Lin Ji was seriously injured and unconscious, no one could guarantee whether he would suddenly wake up, so he had to make a choice.

Many scenes from that period of time flashed through Chen Chen's mind, including Raymond and Carter teaching him personally like teachers, and Bettys taking care of him every day. He sighed helplessly and made a choice.

"Ye Zizhen, I don't want to be your enemy either. But I have my mission and responsibility. If you get out of the way, I can promise not to hurt you."

Ye Zizhen shook his head firmly.

"No way. I would never let you hurt my brother."

Seeing Ye Zixun's firm attitude, Chen Chen said no more. He quickly sent a signal into the air to notify others, then slowly drew out the long sword at his waist, pointing the tip of the sword at Ye Zixun.

"Then I'm sorry, Ye Zixin. We can only fight."

Ye Zizhen held the spear tightly, her eyes revealing determination. She knew that this battle was unavoidable, but she would never back down. She growled.

"Come on, Chen Chen! Let me see if your strength has improved since you joined the Holy Church!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zizhen flashed and thrust his spear at Chen Chen like a dragon. Chen Chen did not dare to be careless and swung his sword, colliding with Ye Zizhen's spear, making a crisp metallic collision sound.

During this period of time, the Holy Church treated Chen Chen very well indeed, and truly regarded him as the son of destiny. No matter what resources the Holy Church had, they would provide them to him, so Chen Chen's strength improved rapidly and he had already reached the level of a martial artist.

Of course, Ye Zizhen’s progress in cultivation was not bad either, and he also broke through to the fourth level of Qi training.

The two were equally strong, and it was hard to tell who was better. Ye Zizhen's spear attack was fierce, and each strike was aimed at Chen Chen's vital points; while Chen Chen relied on his superb swordsmanship and agility to constantly dodge Ye Zizhen's attacks and look for opportunities to counterattack.

The battle was going on fiercely in the valley, and the two figures shuttled between the gravel and magma. Ye Zizhen was anxious, she had to end the battle as soon as possible to prevent Lin Ji from waking up in the battle without anyone to protect him.

Chen Chen felt bitter. He didn't want to be an enemy of Ye Zizhen, but fate pushed them to the opposite side. And how was Ruoye doing now? He didn't dare to ask, for fear of hearing bad news.