Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1340
Chapter 1340: Chapter 1327: Battle with Cang Xun, Yixuan's Divine Consciousness Appears_1 Chapter 1340: Chapter 1327: Battle with Cang Xun, Yixuan's Divine Consciousness Appears_1 The two Supreme Kings, almost vomiting blood from rage, repelled the Demon Race and then imposed their punishment.
The Immortal Emperor, benevolent at heart, sentenced her to guard the Abyss of No Bounds for a thousand years, without the liberty of leaving on her own accord.
Cang Xun, on the other hand, was completely different.
Rumour had it that he willingly requested punishment, underwent trials in the eighteen layers of Hell to temper his temperament.
Surviving such a torment was like losing a layer of skin–painful to the core and almost fatal.
An immortal and a ghost, were two unrivalled war gods who had created a storm, and from then on held grudges against each other and despised one another.
From then on, things became intense. They were unyielding, behaving like arch enemies.
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With Cang Xun present, finding the Divine Sword's Fragments was no easy task.
Had she not been impulsive back then, she would not have become his enemy, leading to today's desperate battle.
The past is past, a great battle is imminent, not a time to reflect on regrets.
Heaving a sigh, Qing Yuan gathered her focus, tightly gripped the handle of the sword, and quickly adjusted to the state of optimum combat readiness.
“Being reborn only to end up like this? Tsk, tsk, a once formidable god of war has fallen so low, how does it feel?”
Contrary to his tension, Cang Xun was floating leisurely and twisting the bamboo flute in his hand, examining him from head to toe with full contempt and disdain.
Damn it!
Decades have passed, but his mouth has become even more poisonous.
Qing Yuan's pupils flickered with fury, she grasping the Divine Sword, transformed into a streak of golden light, and charged towards the sky.
“A mere avatar dares to provoke in the human realm? Bring it on, let's make this quick. I don't have time to dally with you.”
“Huh! You're as arrogant than ever, even after reincarnation.”
Cang Xun snorted and his figure, clothed in black and with black hair, disappeared instantly from its spot. A glint of cold flashed in his right hand as he flew rapidly, revealing a Flashing Light Machete enveloped in purple mist, its blade razor sharp and exuding a menacing air.
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A sudden gust of wind rose from the flat ground, making it impossible to open your eyes.
A great battle that would shake the heavens was about to break out.
As if a supernatural incident had occurred, dense dark clouds were rolling in from the horizon, layer upon layer of tumultuous waves that blocked out the sun. The sky was instantly shrouded in darkness, making it hard to see one's five fingers.
From above the sky, which was ten thousand meters high, a deafening roar rang out, and two eye-piercing bolts of lightning, one gold and one purple, wrapped around each other like snakes, chasing and fiercely competing with each other.
The Heaven-Unveiling Giant Sword that blocked out the sun and the moon, swept across thousands of miles, engulfing all the spiritual energy, splitting the heaven and earth with its irresistible aura.
The Flashing Light Machete enveloped in purple mist, dispersed countless shadows of its blade, densely packed, blocking the sky and the sun.
When the sword and machete collided, thunder roared, and space shattered.
Tens of thousands of spatial fissures were like monstrous ancient and enormous beasts, opening their terrifying mouths, licking their bloodthirsty fangs, and devouring everything in the world.
Black clouds filled the sky as the purple aura violently surged, and the golden light dwindled.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Cang Xun unfolded the Illusion Mist Array with his great divine power, trapping Qing Yuan inside.
The endless darkness, rolling black fog, silent without any noise, seemed as if it were cut off from the world.
Without a sense of direction, Qing Yuan ran aimlessly in the boundless black fog.
The sharp sword light cleaved the black fog in front of her eyes, but all she could see was suffocating despair. Layers of black fog stretched endlessly, with no end in sight.
“Sister…”
Suddenly, anxious calls echoed by her ears, these soul-striking cries hit her heart, like a dull thunder exploding in her mind.
Yixuan!
Qing Yuan shook herself out of her reverie, her eyes suddenly wide open. In the darkness, she saw a young man in a splendid red robe, breathtakingly beautiful.
Unable to control her movements, she rushed towards the figure deeply etched in her memory, one she had never forgotten.
Chapter end
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