Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

Phoenix stared at the golden-red light, a low chuckle escaping her throat.

That was the sound of a hungry wolf seeing meat.

He possessed the body of a monk, and his once refined face was now twisted beyond recognition, his mouth stretched open to reveal a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Borrowed power."

Huang raised her hand and pointed at the two people rushing towards her.

"It's just that madwoman's last moments of lucidity before she died, and she dares to show it off like that?"

He flipped his palm over.

The dark clouds that had been dispersed by the golden light gathered again.

A massive, jet-black hand emerged from the clouds, its palm lines like ravines, each line flowing with viscous demonic fire, causing the void to creak and groan.

That hand is too big.

It obscured the moon and the starlight, covering the entire area of ​​Luofengpo for miles around.

Beneath the palm of his hand, all things were lifeless.

That was a casual strike from a quasi-emperor, carrying the will to crush everything.

"Kneel down."

The phoenix's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Gu Xiang did not kneel.

He stopped and looked up at the descending demonic hand.

The wind tousled his hair, but he didn't even blink.

He was a scholar.

Scholars believe in remaining calm and composed even when faced with a collapsing Mount Tai.

"This doesn't make sense."

Gu Xiang said softly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it drowned out the thunder and lightning that filled the sky.

He took a step forward.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze wafted up from the scorched earth beneath our feet.

The air currents swirled and spread out at the foot of Guxiang.

It's neither soil nor rock.

It is a painting.

A vast landscape painting.

There is a mighty river flowing eastward, towering mountains, crisscrossing paths, and the sounds of chickens and dogs.

That was the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is also the principle in Gu Xiang's heart.

Confucius said: "When there is no Way, one should remain hidden; when there is a Way, one should reveal oneself."

Gu Xiang raised his right hand and pointed it lightly at the demonic palm.

"The way of Heaven is not right today, so I will set a rule for the sage."

"Disperse."

One word.

Words become law.

The landscape painting suddenly lit up, and countless voices of reading came from the painting, converging into a torrent that crashed into the sky.

Click.

The overwhelming, dark hand froze in mid-air.

Then, it was like porcelain being hit by a hammer.

Countless cracks spread across his palm.

boom!

The demonic hand shattered.

The black demonic energy exploded, turning into a rain of black rain that fell from the sky.

Before it even landed, it was completely burned away by that righteous energy.

Huang narrowed her eyes.

He took half a step back and crushed a boulder.

"That's interesting."

Huang looked at Gu Xiang, a hint of seriousness in her eyes.

"The Confucian and Taoist principle of 'words become law' actually managed to break my demonic hand."

"It seems that the Nirvana Seed is indeed a good thing."

Gu Xiang withdrew his hand and straightened his cuffs.

"You flatter me, senior."

It's not that the product is good, it's that the principle behind it is profound.

"No matter how profound the truth is, you still need to be alive to speak it."

Huang snorted coldly, and the huge, fallen black phantom behind her spread its wings.

Black flames swept in, threatening to burn Luofeng Slope to ashes.

Su Qing made a move.

She took a step and stood in front of Gu Xiang.

His red robes fluttered in the wind, and his nine tails, like nine crimson-gold swords, pointed straight at the sky.

Each tail was burning with pure phoenix fire.

That is a fire that can burn away all evil in the world.

"Old man."

Su Qing turned around and glanced at Gu Xiang.

The playfulness of the past and the resolute determination of the moment were gone from those fox-like eyes.

All that remains is tenderness.

That's the look she gives her own man.

"fool."

Su Qing called out.

Gu Xiang looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"The wedding in the capital city was never completed."

Su Qing pointed to her somewhat tattered wedding dress and then to Gu Xiang's blood-stained wedding gown.

"The red ribbon is broken; it's bad luck."

"I, Su Qing, cannot be so hasty in getting married."

Gu Xiang was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled.

They laughed freely and unrestrainedly.

He was completely unlike his usual rigid and inflexible prime minister.

"So, what does Madam mean?"

Su Qing turned around to face the sky full of demonic fire and the arrogant phoenix.

She opened her arms as if to embrace the battlefield.

"Today, this Luofeng Slope will be our wedding hall."

"These gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters filling the sky are our guests."

"This quasi-emperor's head is our congratulatory gift."

Su Qing's voice echoed throughout the surrounding area.

arrogant.

overbearing.

Yet it also exudes a deep affection that makes one's heart tremble.

Gu Xiang laughed loudly, took a step forward, and stood side by side with Su Qing.

"good!"

"Today, between life and death, let us once again perform the wedding ceremony!"

"Madam, please!"

Gu Xiang reached out his hand.

Su Qing placed her hand in his palm.

The two held hands tightly.

Golden aura and crimson phoenix fire intertwined along their arms.

No longer rejecting it.

No more conflict.

They're like a match made in heaven.

As Huang watched this scene, her eyelids twitched wildly.

He sensed danger.

That danger did not come from Gu Xiang, nor from Su Qing.

It comes not from the combined aura of the two of them, but from the sheer power they exude together.

It was a power he couldn't comprehend.

"Playing tricks!"

Phoenix roared in anger.

The black phoenix phantom behind them let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and, enveloped in raging demonic flames, swooped down toward the two of them.

"die!"

Gu Xiang and Su Qing did not move.

The two exchanged a glance.

They are of one mind.

Gu Xiang drew his gentleman's sword.

The nine tails behind Su Qing moved in unison.

Sword light and firelight intertwined.

It wasn't for killing the enemy.

It was for the purpose of paying respects.

"One bow!"

The two shouted in unison.

The sound pierced through the howling of the demonic fire and the shrill cry of the black phoenix.

Its sound resounded throughout heaven and earth.

The sword in Gu Xiang's hand drew a circle.

That is the Confucian ideal of perfection.

Su Qing's tail danced in an arc.

That was the wildness of the demon race.

The two forces collided and transformed into a thick pillar of light.

It was perfectly aligned, directly facing the black phoenix swooping down.

"These countless living beings!"

Gu Xiang's voice was filled with compassion.

Su Qing's voice carried an air of arrogance.

Boom!

The beam of light collided with the black phoenix.

There was no stalemate.

There was no sticking.

It's like an iron rod being shoved into tofu.

The once arrogant black phoenix phantom was as fragile as a piece of paper before this pillar of light.

It shattered instantly.

The beam of light continued its relentless advance, hurtling straight towards the phoenix behind them.

Phoenix's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He wanted to hide.

But the beam of light seemed to have eyes, blocking all his escape routes.

That is the will of heaven and earth.

It is the power of the wishes of all sentient beings.

There is no way to avoid it.

"Get out of here!"

Huang unleashed both palms simultaneously, unleashing her Quasi-Emperor cultivation without reservation.

boom!

A muffled thud.

Phoenix's body jolted violently.

The ground beneath their feet collapsed instantly.

He slid backward.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Each step plowed two deep furrows into the ground.

It wasn't until she was more than a hundred feet away that Huang managed to regain her balance.

He looked up, staring incredulously at the beautiful couple in the distance.

My hands are trembling.

My palm was charred black.

Those were marks left by the Phoenix True Fire.

This was also a consequence of being injured by the righteous spirit.

The world was deathly silent.

The wind stopped.

The clouds have dispersed.

Only the two figures in red remained, standing in the center of the light.

Like a divine couple.

……

The Great Zhou Dynasty's capital.

Above the ruins.

Li Yu's hair was disheveled, and his dragon robe was covered in dust.

He held the Imperial Seal of the State in his hands.

On the imperial seal, the golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny, which had been dim, now shone brightly.

A golden dragon hovered above the capital, projecting a scene onto the sky.

That was the scene at Luofengpo.

That was the image of Gu Xiang and Su Qing fighting side by side.

"look."

Li Yu pointed to the sky, his voice hoarse.

"That is my prime minister."

"That is the guardian deity of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

The people in the city, whether they were peddlers or high-ranking officials.

They were all looking up at that moment.

Looking at the scene in the video, the two of them joined forces to bow and force back the quasi-emperor.

Someone knelt down.

Someone cried.

"Prime Minister Gu..."

"Miss Su..."

Countless voices converged.

That is the power of will.

It is the purest expression of public opinion.

These wishes transformed into specks of golden light, rising from the capital and flying towards the distant north.

……

The edge of Luofengpo.

Behind a mound of earth.

The earth spirit poked half its head out.

He was covered in blood, from injuries he had sustained from the demonic energy.

He was still clutching that piece of petrified wood tightly in his hand.

Looking at the earth-shattering attack in the distance, Tu Ling's mouth dropped open.

His tiny, beady eyes were filled with shock.

"Goodness..."

"That's incredible."

Tu Ling swallowed hard.

He suddenly crawled out from behind the mound.

Ignoring the fact that the ground was covered in rubble and mud, he immediately bowed down in worship.

Bang bang bang.

Three kowtows.

It hit the ground hard.

His forehead was covered in blood.

"Big sister, brother-in-law!"

Tu Ling kowtowed and cried out, his voice trembling with sobs.

"I'm definitely drinking this toast to your wedding!"

"Please, please don't die!"

"The younger one is waiting to help you take care of your child!"

……

The center of the battlefield.

Gu Xiang sheathed his sword and stood there.

His face was somewhat pale.

That attack just now drained most of his vital energy.

But he stood very straight.

Su Qing supported his arm.

The phoenix fire on his body also dimmed a bit.

But her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Can you still move?" Su Qing asked.

"able."

Gu Xiang took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood in his chest.

"The wedding isn't over yet."

"I only bowed once."

Su Qing smiled.

She turned her head and looked at the disheveled Huang in the distance.

"Old man."

"How did that bow feel?"

Huang straightened up.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His facial expression turned extremely ferocious.

"it is good."

"very good."

"I admit, I underestimated you."

Black smoke began to rise from the phoenix's body.

The black smoke was no longer illusory, but had turned into a tangible black liquid.

It flowed down his body, dripping onto the ground with a sizzling sound.

That is the essence of a monk's body.

The phoenix is ​​burning this physical body.

He's going to fight this hard.

"Since you're so eager to get married..."

"Then I will send you to the underworld."

"Over there, pray slowly!"

The phoenix let out a roar.

He transformed into a black lightning bolt and charged forward once more.

This time, the speed was more than twice as fast as before.

Gu Xiang gripped the sword tightly in his hand.

Su Qing's tail rose again.

"Second bow!"

Gu Xiang's voice remained steady.

Even when facing a berserk quasi-emperor.

"This bright mirror in the hall!"

The two attacked again.

This time.

It's no longer a test.

It was a true life-or-death struggle.

【Green Jade Table - Bowing to Heaven and Earth】

The red-clad figure fluttered in the wind and thunder.

Laughing and pointing, demonic clouds surge.

What is there to fear in the face of bloodshed and carnage?

Golden light shines brightly, and a three-foot-long sword is drawn; together they manipulate the universe.

The couple, who raised their trays to each other with such deep affection, shared a profound bond.

We stand together through life and death.

One bow to the common people and heaven and earth trembled.

Demons and monsters are terrified, gods and ghosts are all horrified, who can control this love?