Suddenly, a streak of moonlight streaked across the sky. Under the sunlight, the moonlight was not inferior at all, and even seemed to overshadow it.

The moment Lu Zhaozhao saw Yuehua, her eyes suddenly widened.

"Return to the Moon..."

She whispered softly, her tone filled with shock.

That was Yun Xian's natal sword. Since he entered the Return to Void stage, no one had ever seen him attack with a physical sword. Even his disciple Lu Zhaozhao had only heard from Ying Che about the heroic appearance of the sword when it was unsheathed.

She immediately rushed to the windowsill and stuck her head out, trying to see who had launched the other attack.

"Are you crazy!"

Master Bai Yuan rushed to her side and pulled her upper body back into the room. Outside the window, both sides of the fight continued to launch attacks, which would occasionally affect the ninth level. For example, at this moment, a bolt of lightning hit Lu Zhaozhao right next to it, and the windowsill was completely empty.

Both sides restrained their spellcasting, otherwise, the destructive power of the Return to Void Realm would completely destroy this place in a single move.

But despite the restraint, the Ninth Level was still affected to some extent. The building was shaking and broken wood fell from time to time.

"Crench."

A sound came from somewhere, and Master Bai Yuan immediately became alert and looked in a certain direction. After a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"This building is collapsing!"

Master Bai Yuan was horrified, and at the same time, both of them rushed to the next floor.

"No! You are still going up when it's about to collapse! Don't you want to live?" Xun Hua looked at the two people in amazement, not knowing whether he should leave or not. But looking at the wooden boards falling from above his head, he gritted his teeth, thinking that saving his life was the most important thing, and immediately ran to the next floor.

Lu Zhaozhao gritted her teeth and pushed forward with all her might. The eighth floor was vast, and with the ever-changing beams and bookshelves obstructing her progress, her path forward was extremely difficult.

Master Bai Yuan followed closely behind Lu Zhaozhao, watching her dodging left and right, and silently gritted his teeth. It seemed she hadn't shown her true strength before, but at this speed, he would have to use all his strength to catch up.

However, they were heading in different directions. After reaching the ninth floor, Master Bai Yuan saw Yue Cong from afar and immediately changed his route to head towards him.

Yue Cong also saw Master Bai Yuan and immediately gestured to him not to come closer.

With a sudden brake, Master Bai Yuan stopped not far away. He found a cover and observed Yue Cong.

The movements and expressions were all very natural, but after their eyes passed over him, they would turn to another place.

Master Bai Yuan followed his gaze and saw a group of cultivators gathered there, wearing uniforms from different sects, but spontaneously staying in one place. One of them was even wearing Wen Yuan's outer garment.

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, scanning from top to bottom, and could see that his coat was missing a piece, as if it had been torn by something. Master Bai Yuan immediately thought of the piece of cloth he had fished out of the water in the cave.

Are these people really from various sects in the world of cultivation?

But Yue Cong just gestured to him, telling him not to get close. The two sides did not fight, and it seemed that they had not yet fallen out. It must be that Yue Cong discovered something and was secretly on guard.

Master Bai Yuan took out the Yun pipe from behind his back and looked at them warily.

Apart from Yun Xian fighting with another unknown master outside the field, there was another strange balance inside the field.

On the other side, Lu Zhaozhao, who had parted ways with Master Bai Yuan, was now rushing to the top floor with all his might.

She was now on the ninth floor, looking at the dragon ball that was emitting a faint green crystal light.

And what stands between her and the dragon ball is an extremely overbearing restriction.

The center is based on a circle, and the outer edge is composed of five lines forming five equal-length sharp corners. Gold, black, red and other colors are intertwined and shining. The lines are smooth and the corners are sharp, showing its mystery and solemnity.

Lu Zhaozhao just tried to use the reverse karma to swing the sword, but without exception, all the attacks were bounced back and the formation was intact.

The building was becoming increasingly unstable and was about to collapse. She didn't have much time left.

Outside the window, two figures, one black and one white, were still fighting, and the outcome was unclear.

Yun Xian waved his hand, and Gui Yue stopped steadily in front of him. With a slight movement of his finger, Gui Yue transformed into seven identical swords in the air, each of which contained an extremely terrifying pressure.

"Decades ago, you were able to transform six swords, but decades later, you only managed to create one more. Yun Xian, are you too old to cultivate the Dao anymore?"

A voice hidden in the shadows in the air rang out, speaking sarcastically. Yun Xian wasn't angry at this, and remained calm as ever, replying, "You'll soon know how strong I am."

"You're so arrogant! I want to see what the human race's so-called Son of Heaven is capable of!"

As soon as the hoarse voice finished speaking, the attack came. Yun Xian was not to be outdone. The seven swords turned into seven rays of light and rushed towards the shadow fiercely.

“Boom—bang bang bang—”

There were continuous explosions in the sky, black and white interlaced, and thick smoke billowed out.

Neither of them held back, launching all kinds of attacks. As soon as their weapons clashed, their figures would appear in the clouds one moment and flash to the edge of a tree branch the next.

The two battled, causing a strange shift in the celestial phenomena. A rainbow pierced the sun, and the Purple Star appeared. The aftermath of this power shook the Ninth Realm, further damaging the already shaky building.

"Yun Xian, as a cultivator elder of the human race, why don't you take care of your younger generations?"

A sinister voice sounded, Yun Xian frowned, and looked towards the attic behind him, where a war broke out on the ninth floor.

"Who are you? Do you know that everyone here is a disciple of a well-known sect in the cultivation world?"

A man fell to the ground, looked at the people in front of him, and spoke tremblingly.

The men in front of him smiled provocatively, raised their hands to pick up their weapons, and were about to attack.

"Help--"

The man who fell to the ground was filled with despair. He closed his eyes and screamed unwillingly.

"Qiang!"

The fatal blow did not land as Yun Guan appeared in time and pushed several people back. There was another flash of light and two of them fell to the ground injured.

Yue Cong, who was not far away, looked at Master Bai Yuan who had just appeared, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "If you don't take action now, I won't be able to hold on any longer."

"I've already dealt with the last few, but they blew themselves up the moment they were caught, so I didn't get anything from them."

Master Bai Yuan's expression was somewhat solemn. He had already scouted the area before these people attacked, and when they caused unrest, he also took action, and in the chaos, he took care of the lone ones. He wanted to ask their purpose, but these people exploded as soon as they attacked, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.

"Quick victory."

There was a fierce look in his eyes.

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