Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 72 The Witch Leading the Fight
Three Thousand States, Spirit World, and Butian City.

This is a big city, like a shining pearl, sitting on the vast land, emitting an eye-catching light.

Because the entire city is built on a dragon vein, the essence of heaven and earth is thick, as if it is shrouded in a layer of snow-white mist, rising in curls like a dream.

This makes the city look like a fairyland, full of mystery and charm.

From a distance, the city wall is towering into the clouds, like an indestructible barrier, separating the city and the outside world into two worlds.

Palaces stand in an orderly manner in the city. They are crystal clear, as if carved from beautiful jade, and sparkle brightly under the sunlight.

Moreover, this city completely replicates the real Butian City. It is extremely vast and located in the area of ​​the Spirit Transformation Realm. It is a holy place where all cultivators gather.

However, such a magnificent city, which is firmly controlled by a great sect, has its gates blocked today and is being provoked from outside.

"Xiao Chanchan, didn't you want to challenge me? Why don't you come out?"

A charming and bright voice sounded, spreading throughout the entire Butian City, shocking countless monks.

"Oh no! The witch from the Jietian Sect has brought people to block the city..."

"How dare you come knocking on my door? Do you think there's no one left in my Butian Sect?"

For a moment, the place was bustling with activity, and people gathered at the east gate of the city, with the two groups confronting each other.

"Witch, this is not the territory of your Jie Tian Sect. You are seeking death by acting so recklessly here!" A young man of eighteen or nineteen said indignantly.

He has thick golden hair and wears golden armor that shines brightly. Under the sun, he looks very heroic and extraordinary.

However, the most striking thing about him was his pair of golden wings, which were crystal clear, golden like silk, and covered with runes. They were brimming with divine power, which was extremely astonishing.

If Lin Fan were here, he would definitely recognize this person. It was the Golden-Winged Dapeng who joined the Bu Tian Sect with him a few years ago. He was just a little bit away from making the stone tablet shine purple.

Although he did not become a true disciple of the Butian Sect that day, after several years of hard practice, he became a disciple of an elder and made great progress in strength. He was one of the top young people in the sect.

"Oh, call Yuechan out, you are not worthy to talk to me." The girl in a black gauze dress sneered, her skin was as white as snow and her face was peerless.

Her black hair was flying, each strand was shining, her long eyelashes, her big jewel-like eyes, when she blinked, she was indescribably smart and playful.

"The Saint of my sect is otherworldly and is the reincarnation of a celestial being. How can you see her just because you want to?" Jin Lingxiao scolded coldly. The two sects were mortal enemies, so naturally he didn't look at her in a good mood.

However, after hearing this, the witch was not angry at all. Instead, she laughed, still in a loud voice, and taunted: "Yuechan, are you scared and hiding away, not daring to fight?"

"That's right. You've always only used your looks and your mouth to attract a bunch of bastards and make them work for you. You're just a socialite."

The witch's words were never frightening and she spoke without restraint, leaving many people speechless.

It is hard to imagine that a woman who looks holy and ethereal can be so vulgar and not care about her own words, actions and reputation.

"You are talking nonsense and insulting the Saint of my sect. You are asking for a beating!" Jin Lingxia was indignant. She flapped her pair of golden wings, and there were gusts of wind and thunder, buzzing.

Suddenly, the wind began to blow and the clouds surged. The entire climate of the world was stirred up, and strange changes occurred. The earth shook, cracks appeared, and many people who were close to it were blown away.

"Amazing! Senior Brother Jin has become even stronger. With the spread of his divine wings, he has defeated many veteran disciples. His talent is catching up with that of Junior Sister Saint."

"Also... Senior Brother Jin is now a master of the Formation Realm!"

At this moment, many people were shocked. You know, Jin Lingxiao's talent was only considered average in the sect at the beginning, but he didn't expect to catch up with the others later. It was a miracle!
Therefore, he was noticed by a highly accomplished celestial being within the Bu Tian Sect and accepted as his successor, a truly remarkable achievement. "Witch, if you wish to challenge Junior Sister Saint, you must first overcome me." Jin Lingxiao roared, resembling the thumping of a thousand war drums, his eyes gleaming with a golden haze that was captivating.

The next moment, his pair of golden wings glowed brightly, so bright and dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes. Then countless golden feathers appeared in the void, each one like a magic sword, full of murderous aura.

With a "chi" sound, the golden feather sword slid through the sky, forming a dense rain of light, shooting straight towards the witch.

But surprisingly, the witch did not dodge or evade, but remained standing in the same place, without using any treasure or magic to defend herself. She was full of confidence, with a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth.

She simply called out, "Brother Jinchan, thank you for your help."

In an instant, a golden rainbow came from behind the witch at a high speed, like a bright little sun, extremely bright, and instantly blocked her way.

"boom!"

At this moment, the golden sword-like feathers all shot towards the sun, making a sound of metal collision and sparks flying.

After this attack, the sun's light gradually dimmed, and a figure appeared. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, holding an ancient lamp and wearing a Zen robe, like a Vajra Bodhisattva.

This is a young man with golden skin and no hair on his head. He is very bright and has a sacred aura all over his body, solemn and peaceful.

"This man is so powerful that he actually took Senior Brother Jin's attack with his physical body. Judging from his appearance, could he be from the Western Religion?" Someone exclaimed, looking at the figure with surprise.

Obviously, that outfit easily reminds people of a big religion.

And in the Three Thousand States, it seems that only people from that sect look like this.

Because of the long-term practice of the Vajra Indestructible Body, the physical body must be flawless, without a trace of dust, and even without hair.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the man holding the lamp moved, and various runes appeared on his body, densely covering and interweaving. Then a golden palm quickly enlarged, suppressing Jin Lingxiao and covering him.

The scene was shocking. The huge golden hand covered the entire sky and earth, as if a whole world was pressing down on it. There were stars twinkling and circling between the palm and fingers.

"Brother Jin, be careful, this is the world in the palm of the Western religion's hand!" someone shouted anxiously.

This magical power is well-known for its ability to restrain ancient vicious beasts. Once they fall into it, they can only be subdued and become difficult to resist.

"You want to subdue me with this? No way!" Jin Lingxiao snorted coldly, spread his wings behind him and flew high. He was very confident in his speed and moved hundreds of feet away in an instant.

"So fast, Senior Brother Jin is worthy of being the Golden-Winged Roc. In terms of speed, only those with extremely fast supernatural powers can surpass him." Many people exclaimed in amazement, thinking that he could dodge it.

Everyone looked up and almost dropped their jaws in shock. The palm was still above Jin Lingxiao's head, as if no matter how far or how fast he hid, it was always close at hand.

Like the vast blue sky and the universe, no matter how fast the bird is or how high it flies, it will only stay under this sky and cannot escape.

"Oh no, this palm-sized world is indeed the natural enemy of the Golden-winged Roc clan. Senior Brother Jin is in danger!" A group of people said with worried expressions.

However, at this critical moment, a sword slashed through the void, slashed through the sky, split the world in the palm of his hand, and allowed Jin Lingxiao to escape and fly out.

"Ah, the Saint of my religion is here!"

(End of this chapter)