She is Jianxiu

Chapter 1432, Section Sixty-Four: I Am Not the Destroyer of the World, But the Savior.

Huan Yuan, having long resided outside the realm, was arrogant and self-important, relying on his vast knowledge and extraordinary abilities, and never took the people of the Three Thousand Worlds seriously. The first time he was defeated by Feng Shi, he had already lost face, and now that Cheng Xueying had stopped him again, he felt even more resentful.

His magical power originates from the heavens and earth themselves, and is an important element in maintaining the realm. If the Divine Court had not fallen, how could figures like Feng Shijing and Cheng Xueying have been able to contend with him?

Having witnessed the terror of the Lord of that realm while studying abroad, once he has built the Heavenly Ruins Pass and seized the source of this realm, all things within it will be at his mercy, with no further questions asked.

Within the boundary, Cheng Xueying glared fiercely at the large hand before her and coldly said, "I don't care what you are, if you dare to advance even a fraction further today, I will break your arm!"

The magical hand paused for a moment, as if provoked, and then immediately spread its five fingers and pressed down.

In an instant, the sea surged with huge waves, and the weather changed drastically. Even a tiny bit of energy leaked out from the sword domain could travel thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye. Wherever it went, the sea churned up, life was cut off, white waves rose, and islands sank!
Upon seeing this, Lü Shouyu immediately frowned. Looking at the elders and disciples nearby, even with the protection of the formation, they were all dizzy and their breathing was disordered.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "This thief is not of our kind. He only wants to seize the realm. Even if we cultivators of the Origin Realm are not afraid of him, it will be a hardship for the younger disciples. If we cannot stop him in time, the day when the lifeblood of this realm is cut off will be the day when our Daoist cultivators perish!"

With a flick of her sleeve, a ray of clear light spilled from the glass lamp, restoring the previously turbulent sea and the islands swallowed by the dark waters to their original state. Then, Lü Shouyu flicked his fingertips, drawing a circle around the Taiyuan encampment, and everything became calm and peaceful, just as before.

Just as she was about to make her move, Cheng Xueying unleashed ten thousand swords, cleaving the magical hand in two once more.

A moment later, the object dispersed and then gathered again, returning to its original state. Then, a sword light swept across the heavens and earth, severing half of a palm!

The two were locked in a stalemate, turning this sea area into a forbidden zone of life and death. Because of Cheng Xueying's steadfast defense, Huan Yuan became anxious and thought, "Delay will only lead to complications. The best course of action now is to open the Heavenly Gate as soon as possible and not to continue fighting with this person."

Judging from Cheng Xueying's stance, she was clearly determined not to back down. However, if he couldn't seize the immense fortune behind her, he would have to choose another option: clear the path first.

"It's a pity that there's too little fortune in the tree embryo, otherwise, with this method alone, we could have built more than half of Tianxu Pass." Huan Yuan flicked his sleeves, a hint of impatience in his eyes. "But I can't worry about that now. Once I obtain a bit of the origin and enter the realm to reclaim the body of the Primordial Mother, this vast fortune will eventually be in my hands."

With a change of heart, the magical hand that had been wielding in the Boundary Heaven suddenly dissipated, transforming into a wisp of formless and ethereal energy. It abruptly broke free of the Sword Domain and disappeared without a trace, following the flow of the pure and turbid energies between heaven and earth.

Cheng Xueying intended to stop it, but when she reached out, she only touched an elusive shadow.

So he withdrew his hand, his eyes flickering slightly, knowing that Huan Yuan had escaped and he probably wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

Ultimately, it is the methods of the people in the Divine Court that are in accordance with the changes of heaven and earth and nature. If one were to use the methods obtained through cultivation to obstruct them, it would be like going against the heavens and needlessly encountering numerous obstacles.

She has not yet ascended, and her roots and fruits are still within this realm, so she cannot completely contend with heaven and earth. Even after ascending, whether she can truly shake the realm's heavens is a question only the master of the realm's heavens, as Huan Yuan spoke of, can answer.

Cheng Xueying sighed with emotion. Even now, Huan Yuan, who is only outside the realm, is so difficult to deal with. She wondered how the immortals were able to defeat the gods back then.

Seeing the powerful magical hand vanish into thin air, Cheng Xueying lowered her brows and lightly stroked the jade stone in her bosom with her fingertips. Far away in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, Xi Zhenshi, who was guarding the ancestral sword, immediately opened his eyes. He held the sword in his palm, gazing down at the churning clouds and swirling waters of the Southern Heavenly Sea, and couldn't help but sigh softly:

"We've finally arrived at this point."

At the same time, at the junction of the North and South.

The once turbulent river has now become nourishment for this giant ancient banyan tree.

Over the past hundred years, countless extraordinary individuals have been born as a result. Although their bodies have died, their destiny remains. Many Taoist cultivators who were possessed by them eventually returned to dust like fallen petals, only to have their bodies extracted and absorbed by the deep roots of the ancient banyan tree.

Thousands of lives, thousands of souls, yet they only managed to come up with what Huan Yuan called the worst possible strategy.

His original intention was to seize control of the world's cultivators by taking over their bodies, but the Taoist sects were clearly on guard, and this method would easily lead to defeat, so it was a poor choice.

A more prudent approach would be to plant a giant tree, drawing upon the vital energy of the world until all things decay, before seizing the opportunity to enter. However, this would take too long, and sooner or later, Taoist cultivators would devise a solution, thus it can only be considered an unorthodox or heretical method.

He has been away from this realm for too long, so he must use two methods simultaneously to reclaim his divine body in this realm as soon as possible so that he can compete with the immortals of the Daoist sect for the world.

Huan Yuan's expression was grim. He knew that acting hastily would be detrimental to himself, but he still nodded heavily and muttered to himself, "The sage said that this realm should have been destroyed long ago. It was only through human intervention that it was able to hold on until today. But all things in the universe are subject to the tides. If the sage does not appear, all things will return to infinity."

"This world is teetering on the edge of infinity. I am not here to destroy it, but to save it."

He finally made up his mind, and his mind suddenly calmed down like a still pond. He drew two fingers forward in the air, and the ancient banyan tree began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. Many fruits that were still hanging on the branches suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, then dried up and melted, dying on the ground.

The once lush and verdant branches and leaves have now quickly withered and fallen, rustling in the wind.

From fruit to leaf, and finally to the curled roots, everything returns to dust. Huan Yuan exhaled softly, and a glimmer of glass-like light appeared in his palm. Though it was only a tiny speck, it still ignited a fervent fire in his eyes.

The origin of the heavens.

Even in the eyes of a sage, it would be considered extremely precious, let alone him!

Although there is little at present, it is enough to temporarily open the Heavenly Gate.

As he turned his thoughts, that glimmer of light shot straight forward. Just as it disappeared into the boundary sky, a ripple like water spread out from the wall, followed by a soft dripping sound, so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

Tick.

Tick.

Like splashing water droplets, or like hearing thunder in silence.

This was a thought that suddenly appeared in Zhao Chun's mind.

She quickly reached out and waved her hand to her ear, but she caught nothing. Suddenly, the dormant true essence in her dantian burned like a raging fire, and her primordial spirit trembled incessantly in the purple palace of her head!
Something must have happened!

She leaped out of the furnace of heaven and earth, and in an instant, this feeling intensified, as if a call to her had suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, awakening her from ignorance.

Zhao Chun involuntarily looked up, and even though all she saw was a dark, somber stone wall, the answer instantly came to her mind—

The Heavenly Gate is about to open.

For a time, from the immortal mountains of the north to the various regions of the south, regardless of their cultivation level or the depth of their Taoist practice, most people who were Taoists would recite this phrase: "The Heavenly Gate is about to open."

On the giant tree, a magnificent gate was shrouded in misty clouds, with no steps or paths beneath it, standing in the void.

Compared to the giant gate that appeared when Mei Lingyun ascended to immortality, this gate seemed vaguely unreal, appearing and disappearing in the clouds as if it were about to vanish at any moment. The immortals within the realm, witnessing this scene, felt a sudden sinking feeling in their hearts.

The cultivators from various sects sensed something amiss, and most were immersed in this strange mood, so few noticed that despite such a huge change, the two great immortal sects and the various righteous sects remained completely silent.

Until the gate opened wide, a figure stepped out with his sleeves raised. He was tall and slender, with a face that could be described as divine and beautiful, as if created by heaven and earth, embodying the word "perfect". Every frown, every smile, every movement of his body also touched the laws of the world, making all things dare not resist.

This is the true form of the universe, the embodiment of heaven and earth.

He spread his sleeves, letting the wind and clouds sweep over him, and in an instant, he sensed the location of the divine body beneath the abyss!

However, apart from one particularly strong place, the place where the fortune first rose also seemed to have the aura of that ancestor's body remaining. It would be worthwhile to explore that place again after he regained his divine body.

The sky was clear and the air was crisp, a scene of perfect tranquility.

Looking around, although there were countless Daoist cultivators, most of them had weak auras and were no different from ants. Only in a few places were there people who could be his opponents, but they were silent, as if they were still watching.

Huan Yuan shifted his body, took a step forward, and then stretched out his right arm, reaching out to grab the boundary of the Zhenxu Abyss.

A glimmer of light suddenly leaped out from between his eyebrows and slowly fell downwards.

He had long anticipated that these Taoist cultivators would not give up easily. Having occupied his ancestor's body for many years, they had probably already left some tricks on it. Therefore, his actions this time were merely a test to see what the other party intended to do.

The mysterious light leaped into the abyss and traveled unimpeded all the way to a chaotic land.

Among them stood a man with his sleeves folded, seemingly having waited for a long time. Now, upon seeing this mysterious light, his eyes gleamed brightly, and he smiled, saying, "The wicked son of the Divine Court in the past has returned to seek the source again. What a pity, with your meager cultivation, how could you possibly shake the foundation of my Daoist sect?"

After saying this, he opened his arms wide, opened his dantian, and wanted the mysterious light to be swallowed into it.

Huan Yuan initially didn't take it seriously, but when he saw the changes in the person, his expression suddenly changed, and he roared in anger: "How dare such a lowly creature defile the Holy Mother's body!"

He had probably seen through it all: this human cultivator had actually swallowed the divine body before him, and now he wanted to use the Primordial Mother to devour him as well.