Chapter 125 Taiyin Pendant
In a corner of the battlefield, the half-step great man also made a move. His might was equally frightening, but compared to the previous attack, his effect was slightly less. This man was a demon god-like man, with purple hair dancing wildly, like a master descended from the world of gods.

He summoned an ancient nine-story pagoda, with a mystical glow and patterns of great Dao interweaving on the pagoda. It was clearly a peerless weapon that intertwined Dao and Principle. The ancient pagoda pressed down, and before it even touched the ground, the surrounding ground began to crack, as if it couldn't withstand its terrifying pressure.

The Dao characters under Zixia's feet flashed instantly, and she nimbly avoided the suppression of the ancient tower. Then, she swung the long sword in her hand, and a thunder force surged out. It was the thunder power she collected with the sword when she survived the heavenly tribulation last time, and it was extremely powerful.

At the same time, Zixia's body transformed into a clone, merged with the black gourd, and engaged in a fierce battle with a Saint Lord-level figure.

Ye Fan's figure was as fast as the wind, and his golden fist drew a dazzling light track in Zixia's small world, heading straight for the clone of the Taoist Palace God. Although the clone was also covered in golden light and holding a holy sword, it seemed to be restrained in this small world carefully arranged by Zixia, and it was difficult to perform Taoist magic.

At the moment of the confrontation, the golden fist and the holy sword collided violently, making a deafening "boom" sound, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. The shock wave spread like ripples, shaking the entire small world, as if even the air was solidified at this moment.

The Dao Palace God's clone secretly groaned in his heart, "This holy body's flesh is indeed worthy of its reputation. I'm afraid it is more terrifying than an ordinary holy master! To deal with him, we can only suppress him with tremendous mana, and then slowly refine him, otherwise it will be easy to suffer.

However, in this strange little world, the rules of heaven and earth are completely different from those in the outside world and are constantly changing in real time, making it difficult for him to cast effective spells.

Ye Fan stared at the clone, a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes. The moment the other party swung the holy sword, he seemed to see a scene from the past - that was in the Taichu Ancient Mine, where he saw with his own eyes the demeanor of the Son of Yaoguang fighting against the ancient creatures. The charm of that moment was surprisingly similar to the clone in front of him.

"Is it you? Brother Yaoguang!" Ye Fan shouted in agreement! His divine consciousness was extremely powerful, and the scene of the past was firmly imprinted in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have crossed the barriers of time and space, and once again saw the Holy Son of Yaoguang, who was like a god walking in the world.

However, the clone seemed not to hear the sound. The sword light was still sharp and the sword energy was still powerful, leaving deep marks wherever it passed.

Ye Fan stared at the clone, a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes. At the moment when the other party swung the sword, Ye Fan moved. He took a step forward, as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space, and appeared directly in front of the clone. With one hand, he pressed down the void, and the green lotus bloomed, protecting his body. With the other hand, he quickly cast the Yin diagram and Yang diagram, trying to trap the clone tightly.

But at this moment, the clone suddenly became faint, as if it had merged into the void. It took that step, as if it had crossed an endless distance, trying to escape from this battlefield.

"Want to run?" Seeing this, Ye Fan's face turned stern, and he clenched his fists and slammed them into the sky. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Zixia, find a way!"

Upon hearing this, Zixia sacrificed the God-beating Brick without hesitation, but it was too late. The clone had disappeared into the void, leaving only a faint trace.

"Is this... a magical technique that carves Dao patterns on the body?" Li Ruoyu's voice sounded in the distance. With the help of the power of the Lihuo furnace, he easily dealt with the remaining enemies, but his eyes never left Ye Fan and Zixia.

"Crossing the void, leaving no trace for hundreds of miles. This secret technique has long disappeared in the long river of history. I didn't expect it to reappear in the world today." Li Ruoyu's voice was full of surprise.

The Saint Lord-level warrior who was originally so majestic and imposing was now in unprecedented despair. He had never expected that he would be defeated by the sword energy released by a plain-looking black gourd in this small world of the Dragon Transformation Monk, and he couldn't even resist a single move.

The black gourd flashed with light, and the Saint Lord-level warrior instantly began to dissipate like a snowman melted by the scorching sun, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into nothingness. This scene was chilling.

At the same time, the dozen people trapped by Li Ruoyu saw that there was no hope of breaking out, so they blew themselves up one after another. However, their self-explosion failed to break the blockade of the furnace. At this time, the rest of the people fell down one after another strangely.

"They destroyed their divine consciousness!" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. These cultivators had reached such a state, but they destroyed themselves so cleanly. There must be an extremely terrifying force behind them. "No! Someone must have tampered with their divine consciousness!" Zixia also discovered the clue. The two looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

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The next morning, Taixuanmen was awakened by a long, earth-shaking howl, as if a thousand-year-old wolf had suddenly broken in, causing everyone to panic. Then, several familiar figures passed by like the wind and instantly appeared in front of everyone.

The big black dog wagged its tail and walked majestically in the front, followed by Pang Bo, Li Heishui, Tu Fei, and a group of Jiang family masters with extraordinary momentum. Their arrival was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Taixuan Sect.

"Why are you here?" Zixia and Ye Fan were surprised to see them. They had originally agreed to meet at Jiang's house.

Pang Bo laughed and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Of course we are here to help you fight! As soon as we heard the news, we rushed over without stopping."

"In fact, we should have arrived earlier, if there hadn't been a powerful enemy on the road that delayed us for a while," Tu Fei cursed.

"Has the wound of the Great Dao healed?" Black Emperor's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring straight at Zixia. It seemed that it could smell the increasingly strong scent of Ye Fan on Zixia, and even a human-like cunning smile appeared on the dog's face.

Zixia nodded slightly, but before she could say anything more, Jiang Yun came hurriedly and invited Zixia into a mysterious secret room.

In the secret room, Jiang Yun knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Little Ancestor, I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me!"

Zixia quickly helped him up, her voice soft but firm: "There is no need to do this. The road to becoming an emperor must be walked by yourself."

Jiang Yun stood up and handed over a crescent-shaped pendant with both hands. The pendant emitted a faint cold light, as if it contained endless power.

"This is the Holy Power of Taiyin!" Zixia took the pendant in shock. She could clearly feel the powerful and cold power.

"This is the treasure we obtained from the temple of the Taichu Ancient Mine. Before the God King left, he specifically asked me to give it to you." Jiang Yun explained.

Zixia's heart was filled with mixed emotions. She asked, "How is the God King... now?"

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and showed a comforting smile on his face: "We asked the divine fortune teller to calculate that the Divine King and Fairy Caiyun are not dead, but their whereabouts are unknown."

"Is the temple in the Taichu Ancient Mine the legendary Taiyin Temple?"

"Let me explain it in detail for Xiaozu."

(End of this chapter)