After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

A moment later, the golden sword energy finally dissipated completely.

The young woman's protective aura was also riddled with holes and nearly shattered.

She withdrew her spiritual power, her face ashen, her eyes filled with rage.

"Kid! You better not let me catch you!"

She gritted her teeth and growled, then sped off in the direction the two had disappeared!

Although her defense is her weakness, her movement techniques are unparalleled.

This technique is called "Flowing Cloud Steps," a low-grade Earth-rank movement technique. When mastered, the body moves as erratically as flowing clouds, with extremely high speed.

Relying on this technique, she has always been able to handle cultivators of the same level with ease, and has never suffered a loss, whether in pursuit or in escape.

She was caught off guard by those dozens of talismans; it was her carelessness.

But now—

She will not give that kid any more chances!

"call--"

Her figure darted swiftly through the passageway at an astonishing speed, and the distance between her and Lin Fengmian was constantly shrinking.

Lin Fengmian sped ahead, his brows slightly furrowed.

He could feel the aura behind him rapidly approaching.

This woman's movements are indeed quite impressive.

He used the Nine Transformations of Illusion to create distance, but his opponent was always able to keep up quickly, like a persistent leech that he couldn't shake off.

Xiao Xiyue also noticed that the pursuers behind her were getting closer and closer. She bit her lip and suddenly spoke:

"Junior Brother Lin, please put me down."

Her voice was soft, yet carried a hint of determination.

"I'll buy you some time; you can't run fast carrying me. You go first, I—"

"no."

Lin Fengmian interrupted her without even thinking.

His tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Xiao Xiyue was slightly taken aback and looked up at him.

In the dim light of the passageway, she could only see his profile.

His face had distinct features; his brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were tightly pressed together, but his eyes were unusually firm.

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Xiao Xiyue's heart.

She wanted to say something, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Lin Fengmian didn't look at her, but continued to speed forward, his voice steady and calm:

"Senior sister, you don't need to say anything. I won't abandon you."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone tinged with a hint of nonchalance:

"Besides, you're my woman. I, Lin Fengmian, would never do something like letting my woman take a knife for me."

Xiao Xiyue's face flushed red instantly.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at his profile anymore, but her heart was inexplicably racing.

She wanted to retort, "Who is your woman?", but the words stuck in her throat.

The images from those three days kept replaying in my mind.

His bare chest, his powerful arms...

Xiao Xiyue shook her head vigorously, trying to banish those images from her mind, but her cheeks burned even hotter.

Lin Fengmian, however, had a different set of considerations.

Regardless of the fact that Xiao Xiyue had been intimate with him, she was already his person in his heart.

Even disregarding this relationship, he couldn't possibly abandon the other party to cover their retreat.

The path to immortality emphasizes the perfection of one's Dao heart and the cycle of cause and effect.

Today he pushed someone out to shield himself from a knife in order to escape; tomorrow, this will plant a seed of inner demons in his heart.

When breaking through bottlenecks in the future, inner demons may cause stagnation in cultivation, or even lead to qi deviation and demonic possession.

Lin Fengmian would never do something that harms others and benefits no one.

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated.

Since we can't escape, let's fight!

He took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy surged wildly, converging towards his right hand.

At the same time, he began to recall a martial art technique that he had never used in public before—

Nine Yang Divine Seal!

He found this technique in a jade tube in his jade pendant space, and it was recorded along with the "Starfall Sword Manual".

The Nine Yang Divine Seal consists of nine seals, each requiring extremely profound spiritual power to support it, with its power increasing with each seal.

With his current cultivation level, using the first seal is already his limit.

but--

That's enough!

"Senior sister, hold on tight to me!"

Lin Fengmian gave a low shout, and Xiao Xiyue instinctively hugged his arm tightly.

next moment--

Lin Fengmian suddenly turned around!

He raised his right hand, and a burst of intense golden light suddenly condensed in his palm!

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, more and more intense, as if a small sun were rising in his palm!

The temperature in the entire passageway suddenly soared in that instant!

The air itself was distorted by the intense heat!

"Nine Yang Divine Seal - First Seal!"

Lin Fengmian roared and thrust out his right palm!

A burst of intense golden light shot out from his palm, rapidly expanding in mid-air and transforming into a massive golden palm print over ten feet in diameter!

The palm print was shimmering with golden light and surrounded by blazing flames, like a real sun descending from the sky!

The aura was extremely intense, igniting the surrounding air and producing a crackling sound!

Wherever the palm print passed, the walls on both sides of the passage were scorched and cracked, and the falling stones were melted by the high temperature before they hit the ground!

The young woman was giving chase when she suddenly felt a terrifying heat wave rushing towards her from ahead!

She looked up and her pupils suddenly contracted!

A blazing sun was hurtling straight at her!

The light was so bright that she could barely open her eyes, and the intense heat made her hair curl!

She felt as if she were facing not a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, but an ancient ferocious beast!

"What...what kind of technique is this?!"

She was terrified and instinctively wanted to dodge.

But the palm print came too fast!

It was so fast that she didn't even have time to use her movement technique!

She could only desperately activate her protective spiritual light, trying to withstand this attack!

"boom--!"

The golden palm print slammed into her, creating a deafening roar!

A burst of intense light exploded, and a wave of heat swept outwards like a tsunami!

The passageway shook violently, and large chunks of gravel fell from above!

Those cultivators who were hiding in the shadows, intending to take advantage of the chaos, were caught in the terrifying shockwave and were sent flying backward, spitting out blood!

The young woman was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by the palm print!

She crashed heavily into the wall at the end of the passageway, smashing a human-shaped dent into the wall that was more than ten feet deep!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth and splattered on the ground, a horrifying sight.

Her protective aura shattered completely, and her palace attire was burned black and torn, revealing large areas of skin underneath, which was now scalded and swollen.

She struggled to get up, but found that her spiritual energy was in complete disarray and could not be gathered in time.

She raised her head and looked at the figure in blue robes in the distance, her eyes filled with disbelief and anger.

"You little beast...you, how dare you hurt me!"

She gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse, her eyes filled with boundless hatred.