Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

In the thrilling and fierce battle between Xiao Muchen and the black shadow, time seemed to be stretched infinitely. Every breath Xiao Muchen took became heavy and difficult. His physical strength was being ruthlessly consumed and gradually reached its limit. His movements became slow and heavy, and every swing of the sword seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. The beads of sweat on his forehead fell like rain, sliding down his resolute face, flashing briefly in the air, and fell into the unknown.

Just when Xiao Muchen felt that he was about to be swallowed by darkness, a familiar and eye-catching figure suddenly descended like a bright meteor. At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world was lit up by this figure.

Ling Shuang, the Ice Spirit Saint Lion, came from the void. Her figure was graceful and light, but she had an innate majesty and solemnity. Her long hair, as white as snow, fluttered in the wind. Every strand of hair seemed to have life, agile and elegant, like frost flowers blooming in the cold winter, crystal clear, exuding a cold and pure beauty. Her delicate face was like a carefully carved work of art, her skin was whiter than snow, fragile, but still tough. There was a sense of coldness and nobility between her eyebrows, a temperament that went deep into her bones, as if the hustle and bustle of the world could not infect her at all. Her blue eyes, like gemstones, were deep and mysterious, like the endless starry sky, containing endless wisdom and power. When her eyes turned to those shadows, a biting coldness burst out instantly, as if it could freeze all evil, making people shudder.

Ling Shuang was wearing an ice-blue dress, with fluttering sleeves like flowing glaciers. The mysterious runes embroidered on the dress shone with a faint light, as if the ancient stars were telling the secrets of the universe. Each rune contained a powerful force, and as she moved, the light flowed, like a dream. Every move she made exuded an irresistible charm and a strong aura. She raised her hand slightly, her movements were graceful and smooth, like a perfect performance by a dancer on the stage. In this seemingly gentle movement, an extremely cold force gushed out from her palm like a turbulent torrent, carrying endless pressure and a breath of destruction. Wherever the power went, the space seemed to be frozen, and time seemed to be stagnant. In an instant, those shadows were like reefs hit by huge waves, and they were repelled one after another, and they seemed vulnerable in the face of this powerful force.

When Xiao Muchen saw Ling Shuang coming, the heavy stone that had been hanging in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, and his tense nerves relaxed instantly. His eyes were full of surprise and gratitude, as if he saw the dawn of hope in the darkness.

Ling Shuang's current strength has reached the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng realm. The pressure she exudes is like an invisible mountain, heavy and oppressive. The powerful aura spreads, making the surrounding air seem to be frozen, forming a layer of frost visible to the naked eye. Xiao Muchen looked at Ling Shuang and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "How come she has become so powerful after not seeing her for such a long time."

When Ling Shuang heard his muttering, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, revealing a beautiful smile. That smile was like the first melting of ice and snow, instantly warming the cold air around her. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains: "I am practicing in seclusion in the clan land of our Ice Soul Saint Lion clan. There are Ice Soul Saint Crystals surrounding there, so the speed of practice is naturally much faster than usual."

Xiao Muchen nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration and amazement. He knew very well how precious and powerful the Ice Soul Saint Crystal was, and being able to cultivate in such an environment would inevitably increase his strength.

Ling Shuang turned her gaze to the broken seal, her eyebrows knitted tightly, her eyes full of worry and solemnity. She said slowly: "To repair this seal, we need to find several extremely rare materials, which are distributed in dangerous places."

Xiao Muchen listened to her words, and his mood, which had just relaxed, became heavy again. He panted, trying to calm his disordered breath and asked, "By the way, why are you here?"

Ling Shuang opened her red lips slightly, her voice as graceful as the song of a nightingale: "I just came out of retreat, and wanted to travel around this continent to consolidate my realm. When I arrived here, I noticed that the fighting spirit here was abnormally surging, and I felt a little uneasy. So, I rushed to check it out, but I didn't expect to meet you. So why are you here?"

Xiao Muchen's eyes became firm and resolute. He looked at the seal that was constantly emitting dark energy and answered solemnly, "I got the news that the strong men from the universe want to come to this Douqi Continent to plunder opportunities. I know very well that if we let them succeed, the continent will fall into endless disasters and chaos. I don't want to see the lives of the people on the continent destroyed, and I don't want to see our homeland being trampled by others, so I want to stop this from happening."

When Ling Shuang heard his words, a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes. Her cold eyes were filled with a little more warmth and approval. She nodded slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a broad mind and responsibility. You are worthy of being Xiao Muchen. In this case, let's work together to find materials, repair this seal, and protect this continent that we both love."

Xiao Muchen nodded heavily, with a firm belief burning in his eyes: "Okay, with your help, I believe we will succeed."

The two of them took a short break. Xiao Muchen took the time to recover his strength and fighting spirit, while Ling Shuang vigilantly observed the surroundings to prevent any more dark shadows from attacking.

After a moment, Xiao Muchen stood up. Although his breath had not yet fully recovered, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. Ling Shuang glanced at him, then turned and flew in one direction. Xiao Muchen followed closely behind him. Their figures gradually went away in the darkness, leaving behind only a silent battlefield and the seal that still exuded an evil aura.

Along the way, Xiao Muchen and Ling Shuang did not speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn. They both knew that there would be countless difficulties and obstacles waiting for them ahead, but their steps did not hesitate or retreat at all.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, they arrived in front of a steep mountain. The mountain was so high that it was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the true appearance of the mountaintop could not be seen clearly. Ling Shuang stopped and turned to Xiao Muchen and said, "It is said that one of the materials is in this mountain. But this mountain is full of dangers. Not only is it guarded by powerful monsters, but there are also various complex traps. We must be careful."

Xiao Muchen nodded, tightened the sword in his hand, and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to find the materials and repair the seal."

The two looked at each other, then resolutely stepped into this mysterious and dangerous mountain.