The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

As the purple-gold lightning flashed, Thor's Spear appeared in his right hand. The lightning surrounding the spear condensed into a straight blade of light, spanning a thousand meters.

This is the Lightning Blade amplified by Thor's Spear.

Xu Zihuang gripped Thor's Spear in his right hand and swept it horizontally. The purple-gold light blade swept across the temporarily collapsed dark space, leaving an indelible purple-gold light trail.

Ye Guyi, meanwhile, flapped the three pairs of angelic wings behind her and soared into the sky, raising the angelic holy sword in her hand once again.

Behind her, the six-winged angel's image solidified, like a true angel god descending to earth. A blood-red eighth spirit ring, adorned with three strange golden patterns, rose from beneath her feet. The radiant blade of the Angelic Holy Sword shone dazzlingly in the darkness, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The Angelic Holy Sword itself didn't undergo any significant changes, only gaining a layer of seven-colored halo. However, when Ye Guyi unleashed a single sword strike, the power of its earth-shattering sword light was no weaker than the lightning blade extending from the tip of Xu Zihuang's Thunder God Spear.

The eighth soul skill of the Holy Angel Martial Soul: Holy Radiance God-Sealing Sword!

A thousand-meter-long sword beam appeared out of nowhere.

Infused with the holy light of the sacred unicorn, Ye Guyi's sword strike possessed divine attributes that had been elevated to their peak. Like Xu Zihuang, it was also a powerful offensive soul skill of the 100,000-year level, enhanced upon the foundation of a weapon-type soul skill.

Xu Zihuang swept horizontally, while Ye Guyi slashed vertically. The two attacks crisscrossed, completely slicing apart the collapsed space. The shattered space overflowed with uncontrollable, violent spatial power, and the broken lines of space showed a tendency to spread in all directions.

Ye Guyi wanted to press her advantage, but Xu Zihuang grabbed her arm.

Xu Zihuang stared at the collapsing space, his gaze sharpening as if sensing something, and he murmured softly, "So, they've finally shown themselves?"

Ye Guyi naturally trusted Xu Zihuang's judgment. But upon hearing Xu Zihuang's words, she belatedly realized the intention behind his earlier actions.

Darkness descended without warning, the entire world froze in this pitch blackness, and the chaotic spatial fluctuations instantly subsided.

The darkness that had enveloped this world vanished in the next instant, and a tall old man appeared before Ye Xishui. The old man blended perfectly into his surroundings, without any sense of incongruity, as if he had always belonged here.

“Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.” Ye Guyi subconsciously tightened her grip on Xu Zihuang’s hand, and now she had guessed the old man’s identity.

The only two remaining Limit Douluos in the world have appeared here at the same time.

Long Xiaoyao's long silver hair was neatly combed, but the complex emotions surging in his old and deep eyes indicated that his heart was far from calm.

Long Xiaoyao turned around with difficulty and looked at Ye Xishui, whose breathing had calmed down.

"Xi Shui, is what he said true?"

Ye Xishui was, after all, a Limit Douluo. Even though those twelve natal blood souls were purified by Ye Guyi, she was not so fragile as to lose her fighting power.

However, if Long Xiaoyao hadn't intervened, she might have been able to severely injure Xu Zihuang and Ye Guyi.

"You're willing to believe his one-sided story?! If you want to leave, I won't stop you; you can leave anytime!"

Ye Xishui stared at Long Xiaoyao, her expression suddenly becoming extremely violent, her gaze turning cold and vicious.

Xu Zihuang smiled mockingly.

"It's easy to determine whether what I said is true. Dragon Emperor Douluo, why don't you go to our Shrek Academy and have Dean Yan do a blood test? The truth will come out in due time."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao froze on the spot, his face filled with astonishment. Ye Xishui, on the other hand, stared intently at Xu Zihuang, her icy killing intent radiating outwards, and fear and panic growing within her heart.

The only people who knew about that incident back then were herself and the previous leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. Why would this junior know all this? He even directly pointed out that Yan Shaozhe was his and Long Xiaoyao's descendant.

Chapter 468 The Three-Year Agreement

Looking at Ye Xishui's fierce expression, Xu Zihuang remained unmoved and continued calmly, "Dragon Emperor Douluo, back then, that shameless old beast deliberately used her body as bait to lure you. In doing so, she created that conflict that ostensibly caused pain to all three of you. But in reality, only you and Elder Mu suffered. You and Elder Mu were both manipulated by her. The difference is that the insightful Elder Mu had long since extricated himself from it, while you willingly fell into her scheme without realizing it."

"That old beast, as a Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult, is not as good as you imagine. However, one thing is certain: the person she loves has always been you. After that incident with you, she became pregnant and secretly gave birth to a boy for you. And Dean Yan of our Shrek Academy is that child's descendant. In terms of seniority, Dean Yan should be your grandson or great-grandson. As for whether this is true or not, you can verify it yourself."

Xu Zihuang's calm voice echoed in this space, but under his deliberate control, the sound was also isolated within this space.

He told Long Xiaoyao these things not to try to change Long Xiaoyao's stance.

As Ye Xishui's devoted admirer, Long Xiaoyao's guilt and infatuation only intensified after he learned that Ye Xishui had borne him a son. At most, it made him realize that Ye Xishui might have another side that he was unaware of.

You can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.

Xu Zihuang did this purely to disgust Ye Xishui. Ye Xishui has committed countless atrocities on the continent; what right does she have to pretend to be a victim?

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao was completely stunned. Although he was unwilling to believe what Xu Zihuang said, upon closer examination, everything seemed to make sense.

Moreover, Yu Tianhuang spoke with such conviction. If it were a lie, why would he specifically point out that Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy, was a descendant of him and Ye Xishui?

Ye Xishui avoided Long Xiaoyao's gaze with a flicker of anger, and shrieked at Xu Zihuang, "Shut up!"

She raised her right hand, and a line of blood appeared before her as if tearing through space.

She no longer cared about how Yu Tianhuang knew these secrets. Enraged and ashamed that her true colors had been revealed, she only wanted these secrets to be buried here forever with Yu Tianhuang.

Before the bloodline had fully formed, Ye Xishui's blood and qi surged, and her body trembled slightly. Her already pale face seemed to have completely lost its color.

Having directly withstood the full force of the Death God's Light and the terrifying explosive power of Xu Zihuang's Dark Demonic Lightning compressed to its limit, Ye Xishui was actually injured at this moment. Furthermore, the twelve clusters of her natal blood souls had been completely purified by Ye Guyi, making her current condition worse than it appeared.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoyao quickly stepped forward to help Ye Xishui up. Sensing the injuries within Ye Xishui's body with his soul power, his expression changed drastically.

"Xi Shui, you're injured?!"

"Get away! Don't touch me!" Ye Xishui suddenly slapped Long Xiaoyao's hand away in a fit of rage, her face turning hideous. She glared at Long Xiaoyao fiercely, her sharp, cold voice filled with chilling murderous intent.

"Want to know the truth about what happened back then? Kill them, and I'll tell you!"

Long Xiaoyao's body trembled, a complex expression appearing in his weathered eyes, unsure how to respond. Xu Zihuang's words had just reminded him of Ye Xishui's appearance and voice from years ago. The Ye Xishui of his memory and the Ye Xishui of today overlapped at this moment.

He really didn't want to believe what Yu Tianhuang said, because it would shatter the perfect image Ye Xishui had in his mind. But the more agitated Ye Xishui became, the more it proved certain things.

At least, Long Xiaoyao was certain that there was more to the story than met the eye. Once the seed of doubt was planted, it would gradually grow and develop.

Furthermore, before his death, Mu En had entrusted him with the task of protecting Yu Tianhuang if necessary. Although he disliked the way Yu Tianhuang addressed Ye Xishui when he angrily rebuked her, he couldn't bring himself to attack Yu Tianhuang and break his promise to his old friend.

"You old beast, you're still acting. You're really getting too into character," Xu Zihuang scoffed, gripping the dazzling purple-gold Thor's Spear tightly.

Ye Guyi, on the other hand, seemed to follow her husband's lead, raising her angelic holy sword with a cold glint in her eyes.

“Regardless of whether there are hidden details about what happened back then, we don’t care about those things. But the atrocities you have committed over the years are undeniable. Just those twelve life-blood souls you have nurtured alone have harmed at least a million people. For that alone, you deserve to be killed by everyone.”

Long Xiaoyao's hesitation had already completely dispelled the last trace of warmth in Ye Xishui's heart. Hearing Xu Zihuang and Ye Guyi's provocation, she instantly burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha! You two overconfident little brats, do you really think you can do anything to me?! You think far too highly of yourselves! Ultimate Lightning? Holy Angel? Very well, you will all stay here today! Once I extract your souls, I will condemn you to eternal damnation within the Tower of Death!"

Ye Xishui stared coldly at Xu Zihuang and Ye Guyi.

"You old beast, stop pretending. Do you think I don't know you're just bluffing? I don't believe my attack just now didn't do you anything?" Xu Zihuang sneered disdainfully, raising the Thor's Spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointing directly at Ye Xishui.

"If you have the ability, you're welcome to give it a try!"

Before he finished speaking, an invisible spiritual pressure burst forth from Xu Zihuang's spiritual sea, merging with his own aura, giving the impression that he was on par with Ye Xishui, the Limit Douluo.

The crimson sea of ​​blood and the brilliant golden halo were clearly distinct high in the sky.

There was not a trace of fear in Xu Zihuang's and Ye Guyi's eyes.

"Then I'll grant your wish!" Ye Xishui shrieked, retorting defiantly. Behind her, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet's shadow once again emitted a strange crimson halo, its aura suddenly surging.

Just then, Long Xiaoyao suddenly appeared in the middle of the two opposing sides and shouted coldly, "Enough!"

An extremely terrifying pressure instantly overwhelmed Xu Zihuang and Ye Xishui, even causing the space to feel stagnant. Dark clouds pressed down, condensing into a huge black dragon phantom behind Long Xiaoyao.

Everyone knows the power of Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, but who among those who can cultivate step by step to the Limit Douluo realm and stand at the pinnacle of the human world is not a person of exceptional talent?

The same applies to Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao. He reached the Limit Douluo realm entirely through his own profound foundation and accumulation, unlike Ye Xishui who relied on external assistance to forcibly enhance her cultivation. Long Xiaoyao's own realm and understanding of this world are even superior to Ye Xishui's.

Xu Zihuang keenly sensed this when Long Xiaoyao revealed his true aura this time.

Ye Xishui's expression hardened, her eyes flashing with resentment one moment and a hint of tenderness the next. After a few moments of alternating expressions, her rage seemed to subside, and she quietly gazed at Long Xiaoyao.

For once, Long Xiaoyao didn't turn around to look at Ye Xishui, but instead faced Xu Zihuang and said in a deep voice, "Out of respect for Mu En, I don't want to take action against you. But you shouldn't have spoken of Xishui like that. I don't know where you learned about that incident, and perhaps the truth is as you say, but I believe that the Xishui of that time was the real her. She must have had her own reasons for doing what she did."

"Just because you have your own reasons, does that give you the right to slaughter civilians?" Ye Guyi asked coldly.

"You still want to exonerate her? How are you any different from her, aiding and abetting evil?!"

Long Xiaoyao sighed softly, feeling dejected.

“Xi Shui has indeed done a lot of heinous things over the years, I don’t deny that. I am also aware of my sins. Although I didn’t participate in them, I have always protected her. What she did naturally involved a part of me. I can’t stop her, but if retribution comes one day, I am willing to bear it with her.”

Hearing Long Xiaoyao's heartfelt words, Ye Xishui's cold gaze gradually softened.

Long Xiaoyao accompanied her for a hundred years; this affection speaks volumes. If Long Xiaoyao didn't deeply love her, why would he have done all these things?

She also deeply loved Long Xiaoyao.

Although Long Xiaoyao's martial soul is the Dark Sacred Dragon, he is an extremely upright person. Ye Xishui is truly afraid that Long Xiaoyao will leave her after learning the truth.

That's why she was so panicked and angry when Xu Zihuang revealed the truth about what happened back then.

"Dragon Emperor Douluo, I only address you with such respect because of Elder Mu's kindness."

Xu Zihuang shook his head with a wry smile.

"In my opinion, you are not qualified to be one of the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons alongside Elder Mu. Elder Mu at least protected the paradise of Shrek City, while you, for your own selfish reasons, sided with evil soul masters and watched them do those heinous things. Just because of your ridiculous guilt towards her."

"Long Xiaoyao, do you think you're so affectionate? Do you think your relationship can supersede all other human beings? After all, those innocent civilians only lost their lives, but you lost your love."

Faced with this soul-searching question, Long Xiaoyao fell silent. Ye Xishui, on the other hand, was once again furious.

"Shut up! What right do you have to criticize Xiaoyao?!"

Ye Xishui's shrill voice rang out, and then she raised her right hand, making a grabbing motion towards Xu Zihuang.

Her palms and fingers were very fair, looking like those of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. However, they had dark red fingernails that were hooked, making them look particularly terrifying.

As if in response to Ye Xishui, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet's light and shadow behind her made the same move. The enormous blood-red claw shadow traversed a thousand meters of void, imprisoning the space where Xu Zihuang and Ye Guyi were located.

Xu Zihuang smiled coldly, and a burst of golden light suddenly rose from behind him.

As the golden light and shadow rose, it solidified, and its color changed from brilliant gold to black iron, then to bronze, silver, and finally to an incomparably dazzling brilliant gold.

Its dazzling light shone brightly, like a golden sun descending upon the world.

Xu Zihuang was positioned directly in the center of the golden sun's pupil behind him, illuminating the entire area as if it were daytime. A spiritual force transcending this world spread out, instantly crushing the claw shadows released by Ye Xishui.

Awakening of a Gold-level Martial Soul! Mental power at the demigod level!

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui's pupils suddenly contracted. Standing at the pinnacle of this world, they both felt a real threat.

Having awakened his Gold-level Martial Soul, Xu Zihuang already possessed some confidence to briefly confront a Limit Douluo head-on. If he were to unleash a full-force attack using his demigod-level spiritual power at all costs, it might even be enough to severely injure a Limit Douluo.

"Dragon Emperor Douluo, if I want to severely injure her, you cannot stop me today." A gentle smile appeared on Xu Zihuang's face as he stood before Jin Yang's eyes, holding the Thunder God Spear, looking like a god descending from the heavens.

"Dare you make a three-year agreement with me? Three years later, when I return to this place, I will single-handedly suppress both of you!"

Chapter 469 Severely Injured Ye Xishui and Retreat Calmly