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Chapter 152 This woman, I'm protecting her (3400 words)
A torrential downpour enveloped the world.

A woman in a white dress knelt alone on the spot.

The rain poured down like a waterfall, pelting her body and completely soaking her silvery-white hair.

Her golden vertical pupils were empty and silent, staring blankly at the scales in her palm.

She knelt motionless, as if time had already ended at that moment for her.

She seemed to have completely lost her reason to live.

The numerous cultivators suspended high in the sky all turned their gazes toward Feng Qianqiu.

At this moment, the Celestial Daoist was also observing Bai Ruxue.

Finally, Feng Qianqiu, expressionless, stretched out his arm and decisively swung it forward: "Kill her!"

Upon hearing Feng Qianqiu's decision, all the cultivators immediately responded and moved to kill Bai Ruxue on the spot.

Tianqiong Daoren and Feng Qianqiu, both ascended realm cultivators, also attacked Bai Ruxue.

A hint of regret crossed Tianqiong Daoren's mind.

After this true dragon dies, her body will likely be forced to be divided among others.

Fortunately, with the help of these people, especially with Feng Qianqiu present, Bai Ruxue has no chance of escaping and is doomed to die today!

in fact
It seems that Bai Ruxue had no desire to live at all.

Xiao Mo's soul has already been scattered.

I can never find him again.
If that's the case, what meaning does this world hold for me?

"Xiao Mo, wait a moment, I'll come and keep you company right away."

Bai Ruxue slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the direction where Xiao Mo's soul dissipated.

Even as numerous cultivators rushed to her side, her eyes still reflected only this vast sky.

"Hooo!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, in everyone's sight.

A white dragon soars into the sky!

The supreme pressure emanating from the true dragon's bloodline caused every cultivator present to tremble violently.

No matter how profound their cultivation level was, the deep-seated, ancient fear made them involuntarily break out in a cold sweat.

The white dragon first targeted a cultivator at the Jade Purity Realm, and its massive dragon claw slammed down, instantly turning the cultivator into a burst of blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, she twisted her body sharply and spewed a breath of dragon's breath containing extreme cold toward an old cultivator in the Immortal Realm.

The old man in the Immortal Realm felt a sudden alarm, hurriedly made hand seals and chanted incantations, and quickly summoned a seemingly inconspicuous willow leaf.

The willow leaf swelled in the wind the instant it left his hand, forming a barrier just as the dragon's breath touched his body.

However, the willow-leaf magic weapon froze rapidly the moment it came into contact with the dragon's breath, and in less than half a breath, it exploded in the biting cold!
The old man in the Immortal Realm hastily made another hand seal, rapidly condensing a thick magical shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

The dragon's breath, imbued with the power of a true dragon, violently struck the shield. The old man was hit as if by a meteorite, crashing down onto the plain below like a shooting star, instantly suffering severe injuries and falling into a coma.

Although he did not die, even if he were to wake up, his foundation would likely be damaged, and he would have no hope of achieving the Great Dao in this lifetime.

"You evil beast! Stop being so arrogant!"

Feng Qianqiu, the sect leader of Tianxuan Sect, frowned, let out a sharp shout, and suddenly waved his sleeve.

Several complex and profound formations appeared out of thin air in an instant, firmly trapping the enormous white dragon in the center.

All the magic arrays were activated simultaneously, with the intention of completely annihilating the white dragon within them.

But Bai Ruxue completely ignored these formations, and her dragon tail, carrying immense power, swept out like a giant axe that split the heavens.

Those seemingly indestructible magic arrays shattered instantly like thin ice under her brutal attack.

The white dragon, having broken free of its restraints, raised its majestic head high and once again unleashed its dragon breath.

This time, the dragon's breath was no longer the extreme cold, but transformed into a white flame that incinerated everything!

Among the ten extraordinary flames in the world, there is one called the True Dragon Flame.

Feng Qianqiu dared not take the hit head-on, so he immediately took out a glass bottle from his wide sleeve.

The bottle contained water from the depths of the desolate land, which was extremely yin and cold. It was originally something he used to refine elixirs, but now it was just right to use it to resist the dragon fire.

The waters of the underworld collided violently with the blazing white dragon flames, instantly unleashing a sky-covering mist of water.

Feng Qianqiu waved his sleeve again, dispelling the mist that filled the air.

Bai Ruxue's enormous dragon body, carrying overwhelming killing intent, pounced towards Tianqiong Daoren on the other side.

The Heavenly Vault Daoist's expression changed drastically. He quickly made hand seals and chanted incantations, activating the Exquisite Pagoda, which descended upon the White Dragon with an overwhelming aura.

However, Bai Ruxue completely ignored it.

Her long tail, covered in hard dragon scales, swung with power and lashed fiercely at the exquisite tower.

"clang!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal resounded through the sky, and the exquisite pagoda was actually whipped away by this ferocious tail!
Despite the lingering force of the Linglong Pagoda's recoil causing Bai Ruxue a sweet taste in her throat and a tremor in her internal organs.

But the true dragon's body had already rushed up to the Heavenly Vault Daoist!
"boom!"

Daoist Tianqiong dared not hold back in the slightest, instantly unleashing his Dharma Heaven and Earth Transformation technique to fight the white dragon that was pouncing on him!

Although Bai Ruxue had just survived the Dragon Transformation Tribulation, her cultivation level was still unstable, and due to the tribulation lightning punishment, she was still injured and in her weakest state.

However, Tianqiong Daoist and Xiao Mo had fought for so long and were exhausted, so their current condition was not much better.

More importantly, the Celestial Daoist had indeed seriously underestimated this true dragon, the only one in ten thousand years to have successfully transcended tribulation and taken human form.

The dragon's fortune, now completely unsealed, is now almost entirely bestowed upon her, making it something he alone cannot withstand.

"Fellow Daoist Feng! Come quickly and help me!"

When the Heavenly Daoist's Dharma of Heaven and Earth was being battered by the White Dragon's ferocious attack and was about to collapse completely, he sent a distress call to Feng Qianqiu.

Feng Qianqiu frowned deeply. Deep down, he actually loathed Tianqiong Daoren.

He had always believed that this old man only cared about his own interests and those of his sect.

In comparison, the rise and fall of the entire myriad laws of the world take a backseat.

Not to mention, after he arrived at this battlefield, Feng Qianqiu, who was extremely good at divination, had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and was even more contemptuous of Tianqiong Daoren's actions.

Almost all of this trouble was started by him!

However, the great war between the world of myriad laws and the world of demons has not yet truly subsided.

The world still needs a top-tier fighter like the Celestial Daoist, and I absolutely cannot sit idly by and watch him perish here.

Feng Qianqiu's eyes narrowed, and he decisively drew out an ancient peach wood sword that was entirely black.

Although this peach wood sword is only a semi-immortal weapon, it has been with Feng Qianqiu since he embarked on the path of cultivation, and has been nurtured and refined over thousands of years.

In Feng Qianqiu's hands, the power that this natal peach wood sword could unleash was even enough to surpass that of ordinary immortal weapons.

"go with!"

Feng Qianqiu brought his sword fingers together and pointed them towards Bai Ruxue.

The jet-black peach wood sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, transforming into an incredibly swift black light that tore through the rain curtain and pierced straight at the white dragon!

Feng Qianqiu did not expect this sword strike to kill Bai Ruxue directly.

He only hoped that Bai Ruxue would be distracted by this and defend herself, thus giving the precarious Tianqiong Daoist a chance to catch his breath.

But to everyone's surprise...

Bai Ruxue completely ignored the peach wood sword.

It was as if she had always wanted to die.

But before she died, her only obsession was to kill the old man in front of her!
"Hooo!"

Bai Ruxue looked up and let out a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth.

In an instant, the remnants of the ancient dragons who had died were strongly drawn by the bloodline of the true dragons and manifested themselves, carrying the resentment accumulated over countless ages, and frantically rushed towards the Celestial Daoist.

Tianqiong Daoren was startled. At this moment, he no longer cared about the dragon heart and dragon blood. His only thought was to escape from this place at all costs.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Countless remnant souls of the dragon race, like invisible shackles, firmly bound the Celestial Daoist's Dharma of Heaven and Earth along with his physical body.

The Linglong Pagoda tried to save its master, but Bai Ruxue activated the innate divine power of the Dragon Clan, and the clouds and mist instantly condensed into an equally enormous cloud dragon, which tightly bound the Linglong Pagoda, rendering it unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ruxue's enormous dragon head rose high once more.

True dragon flames, thunder, and frost converged and compressed wildly in front of her dragon head.

In that life-or-death moment, Feng Qianqiu's jet-black peach wood sword arrived and stabbed fiercely into Bai Ruxue's back!

"Pfft!"

The peach wood sword pierced deep into the white dragon's massive body. The intense pain made Bai Ruxue tremble all over, and hot dragon blood surged up in her throat again, but she forcefully suppressed the blood.

"Boom!"

This strike, imbued with all of Bai Ruxue's power, erupted from her mouth like a primordial light, instantly engulfing everything in front of her.

This dragon's breath stretched for tens of thousands of miles, like a white river of death stretching across the sky, devouring everything in its path!
When that devastating light finally slowly dissipated.

The Celestial Daoist, along with his vast Dharma Heaven and Earth, has completely vanished without a trace, leaving not even a trace of his remnant soul.

Bai Ruxue struggled to twist the enormous dragon head, bit down on the black peach wood sword deeply embedded in her back, and then flung her head away, casually spitting it aside.

"Zheng!"

The peach wood sword was inserted diagonally into the muddy ground in the distance, its blade humming.

The majestic white dragon, which was four hundred feet long, gradually faded and disappeared in the air.

She transformed back into human form, like a rag doll that had lost all support, and slumped helplessly back onto the cold, muddy ground.

That was the place where Xiao Mo died.

Bai Ruxue didn't care at all about the wound on her back.

She still held the silver-white snake scale in her palm.

The wooden deer-shaped hairpin remained quietly inserted among the woman's silver hair.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her golden vertical pupils had long lost all their luster, leaving only boundless silence and emptiness.

Feng Qianqiu silently stretched out his hand and made a grasping motion toward the side.

The black peach wood sword stuck in the ground emitted a clear sound, instantly breaking free from the soil and flying back into his palm.

Feng Qianqiu slashed down with his sword.

But just as this sword energy, imbued with the essence of the Great Dao, slashed towards Bai Ruxue's snow-white neck...

The void not far away shattered without warning!
A long black scythe spun through the air and struck the sharp sword energy with perfect precision.

"Qiang!"

Amidst the deafening clang of metal clashing, the sword energy was forcefully shattered.

With a heavy thud, the sickle plunged diagonally into the mud a foot away from Bai Ruxue.

The sickle trembled incessantly, emitting a low hum.

This sudden turn of events caused Bai Ruxue's empty, golden vertical pupils to twitch slightly, and she raised her head somewhat blankly.

Just a few feet away from her, a petite girl in a black dress appeared out of nowhere.

The girl casually reached out and easily pulled the scythe, which was taller than her, from the ground, then casually hoisted it onto her slender shoulder.

Feng Qianqiu's eyes suddenly turned sharp as knives as he stared intently at the girl in the black dress: "He Yeye, what are you doing?"

He Yeye raised her scarlet eyes, casually biting into a candied hawthorn, her expression indifferent as she surveyed all the cultivators in the upper three realms ahead. Her clear voice resonated through the rain:

"I'm protecting this woman."

(End of this chapter)