Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2221 143: Fierce Battle (Part 3)

"Hmm?"

The Joyful Spirit Saintess, whose face had been glowing with laughter, suddenly stiffened. A flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes as she asked:

"You actually agreed?"

Farther away, Fan Yuxian, who was still manipulating the Black Water Dao Domain, caught Wang Ba’s reply as well. His expression remained a mask of indifference, yet a murderous glint streaked through his pupils.

Instead of slowing down, the Black Water Dao Domain accelerated its approach!

Whoosh—

A colossal shadow suddenly loomed over the pair!

"Fan Yuxian! What do you think you’re doing?"

The Joyful Spirit Saintess snapped in anger before Wang Ba could even open his mouth.

A cultivator with the talent to leap across realms and execute those in the Tribulation-Transcending stage was a prize no one could ignore.

Should she successfully recruit him into the Illusion Sky Realm, her own prestige would skyrocket. Beyond that, they might eventually possess the strength to expel the Spirit Origin Prefecture, granting them total dominion over the entrances to the two large nostrils!

"Don’t let him fool you! This Sword Cultivator is a cold-blooded killer with a Dao-heart forged like iron. He isn't the type to flip his allegiances so easily!"

Fan Yuxian bellowed in rage.

The crushing weight of the Black Water Dao Domain didn't just persist; it intensified with frantic power!

A look of indecision flickered across the Joyful Spirit Saintess's face.

However, her true motives were betrayed in that same heartbeat as her pink radiance failed to stop, instead surging forward with even greater speed.

In a flash, black and pink collided!

Wang Ba stood at the epicenter of the chaos, his features set in a grim, solemn mask.

There was no path for retreat; every direction was sealed!

The Saintess's hesitation vanished, replaced by a frigid smirk. Peering through the swirling pink light, she let out a long, regretful sigh from a distance:

"Brother, you mustn't resent your sister for being heartless. If you were merely an ordinary Tribulation-Transcending cultivator, it would have been fine. My Illusion Sky Realm would have welcomed you with open arms. But you shine far too brightly. A talent like yours has no place in Zhang’s Ruins; this small pond cannot hold you..."

This was her genuine assessment of the situation.

While a standard Tribulation-Transcending powerhouse might tip the scales of power slightly, the shift wouldn't be catastrophic. Of the eleven major powers guarding Zhang’s Ruins, which Sect didn't boast seven or eight such experts?

Adding one more would provide a minor edge, but nothing more.

A Sword Cultivator was a different matter entirely. One who possessed such mastery over offense and defense that they could force a Tribulation-Transcending expert like Fan Yuxian into metamorphosis while still in the Unification stage was a terrifying anomaly.

Once a monster like that reached the Tribulation-Transcending Realm, they would likely become peerless among those at the early stage of the realm.

Such legends were virtually non-existent among the elite forces of Zhang’s Ruins.

Take the Yin Family of White Canal, for instance. Only their Great Ancestor, Yin Tianzhi, had reached the middle-stage of the Tribulation-Transcending Realm; the rest were stuck at the early-stage, varying only in their combat prowess.

The other ten families followed the same pattern.

This meant that as soon as this man broke through, no one in Zhang’s Ruins—aside from the leaders of the eleven families—could hope to stand against him.

Such power would not be a blessing to his Sect; it would be a death sentence.

The other ten families would never permit such a threat to exist. They would unite to intimidate or eliminate the rising power, carving up its assets among themselves.

This was the delicate balance of Zhang’s Ruins.

It acted like a mire, dragging back anyone who attempted to rise above it.

The fallen powers of the past had failed to grasp this truth, foolishly dreaming of total conquest only to be crushed by the collective might of the others.

"I knew you weren't that dim-witted!"

Fan Yuxian’s boisterous laughter echoed from the distance.

The Black Water Dao Domain possessed a unique trait: its lethality grew the longer it was allowed to build up.

Now that it was fully unleashed, it had reached the pinnacle of its strength.

Even he wasn't certain he could survive his own attack.

The Joyful Spirit Saintess responded with a cold, mocking sneer:

"Being nearly slaughtered by a mere Unification cultivator... that is the true height of stupidity!"

"Furthermore, if I hadn't stepped in, you would have been a corpse long ago!"

Fan Yuxian didn't argue. He knew she hadn't acted out of a desire to save his life, but rather to seize the perfect moment. Still, she had technically saved him, and that was an undeniable fact.

He turned his focus back toward Wang Ba.

In the brief span of their exchange, the Black Water Dao Domain and the Saintess's pink radiance had merged within the void. They manifested as two gargantuan hands—one black, one pink—closing in a terrifying grip around the trapped Wang Ba!

The brilliance flared!

The abyss was momentarily bathed in light, exposing the ancient carvings etched into the canyon walls...

The violent shockwaves generated by two Tribulation-Transcending experts working in tandem caused the earth to groan and the mountains to shudder, the tremors racing toward the horizon.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunderous roar rolled through the endless depths of the abyss!

The sheer scale of the disturbance caused both Fan Yuxian and the Joyful Spirit Saintess to look slightly uneasy.

However, believing the threat had been neutralized, Fan Yuxian felt a sense of relief. His voice took on a casual tone as he called out:

"Immortal Huanling, we should depart quickly. We are already in close proximity to the Yin Ruins Arena."

The Joyful Spirit Saintess knit her brows, her eyes searching the center of the explosion:

"But we haven't confirmed if he truly..."

Fan Yuxian gave a confident smirk:

"Heh. A Sword Cultivator might have unmatched striking power, but they lack the true essence of a Tribulation-Transcending cultivator. There is no way he could endure a combined strike from both of us..."

His voice cut off abruptly as his face paled!

His body moved on pure instinct, drifting backward.

He stared in disbelief at the center of the blast zone.

As the tremors died down and the blinding light faded, the truth was revealed.

Standing amidst the remnants of the Black Water Dao Domain and the fading pink light was a gargantuan figure draped in black fur. Though covered in gruesome wounds and gaping holes, it slowly raised two massive, elongated arms!