Fang Hanyue laughed in fury: "A mere Divinity Transformation Late Stage dares to be disrespectful in front of me!"

He swung his large sleeve, seventy-two Primordial Orbs responding to his command, forming a mysterious array in the air.

Each orb emitted a faint blue light, vaguely forming a Star Map.

"Boom——"

The lightning web collided with the orb array, the ensuing shockwave tearing open a massive hole in the cloud layers.

The Cyan-winged Black Roc let out a piercing wail, its iron feathers shattering, and its ten-zhang long body plummeted like a broken kite.

Lu Yaoyao had been prepared, with a light flick of her jade hand, nine Ice Lotuses bloomed in the void.

The lotus petals whirled, transforming into a rain of ice crystal swords that completely blocked Fang Hanyue's escape route.

"Such arrogance from a mere Nascent Soul Realm!" Fang Hanyue sneered coldly as the Primordial Orb array suddenly transformed.

Seventy-two orbs connected head to tail, transforming into a blue dragon.

With a sweep of its tail, it shattered all the ice swords.

Zhou Qing seized this fleeting opportunity, his form flickered and transformed into a Golden-winged Roc.

Golden feathers spread, slicing through the air with a sharp tearing sound.

Fang Hanyue hastily summoned an ancient bronze shield, its surface engraved with ancient mountain patterns.

"Clang——"

The Golden Roc's claws collided with the ancient shield, sparks flying.

Fang Hanyue felt an overwhelming force, forcing him back three steps, his mouth bleeding slightly.

"You..." He looked up in disbelief, meeting those sharp, sword-like roc eyes.

"Able to fly?"

Fang Hanyue was shocked inwardly.

Under this anti-flight restriction, the opponent could still soar!

The divine technique to transform into a Golden Roc...where had he heard of it?

Aha, Spirit Skull Mountain, Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, Old Peng King's inheritance...

"You are Zhou Qing from Taiqing Sect!" Suddenly, Fang Hanyue seemed to remember something.

He hadn't been to the Eastern Domain of Lingyun Mansion, but Elder Ma Cheng had, and he'd told him about Spirit Skull Mountain.

Saying Zhou Qing from Taiqing Sect gained the inheritance of the Old Peng King, and Cyan Feather Immortal Sect even slandered him for Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, forcing the young man to swear oaths with his master.

At the time, he only thought it was a joke.

Later, Ma Cheng unwillingly went to Spirit Skull Mountain again, waiting for that Secret Realm to reopen, but never returned.

The extinguishing of the Soul Lamp indicated he was forever left in that region.

Zhou Qing ignored him, instead his wings flapped, his form lightning-fast reaching the falling Lu Yaoyao.

Golden wings gently wrapped around her, steadily supporting her onto his back.

Lu Yaoyao understood, slender jade hands tightly gripping the Ice Soul Sword, cold energy around her once again condensing into blooming Ice Lotuses.

Fang Hanyue snorted coldly, seizing the chance to widen the distance, his hands quickly forming seals.

The sky suddenly darkened, a virtual shadow of a bright moon appearing behind him.

"Bright Moon Illuminates the Great River!"

This was Fang Hanyue's Realm, wherever the moonlight shone, all things must submit.

The radiant moonlight carried a terrifying suppression force, covering Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao.

Lu Yaoyao groaned, her Ice Soul Sword almost slipping from her grasp.

Her cold attribute cultivation technique was suppressed by the moonlight, making her spiritual power flow sluggish and impeded.

Zhou Qing also felt a heaviness, as if a thousand jin burden was pressed on his shoulders.

Just as he was about to use his own Realm to break it, three remnants of the sun on the heavenly dome suddenly surged with blood-red light.

An invisible and terrifying pressure descended, fiercely smashing Fang Hanyue back to the ground.

Fang Hanyue's bright moon Realm hadn't fully unfolded before being forcibly undermined by this pressure from the Secret Realm's source.

"Damn it!" Fang Hanyue crawled up from the pit in embarrassment, looking up at the three blood suns with eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Zhou Qing sneered coldly, unwilling to tangle further with the fellow.

Powerful divine sense spread out, ensuring no others were around, then immediately transformed into his true form, diving down carrying Lu Yaoyao.

Before the three blood suns could exert force, he flipped his right hand, and an ancient mirror frame appeared out of thin air, the mirror surface swirling with chaotic energy.

"Collect!"

As Zhou Qing urged his spiritual power, countless golden threads burst from the mirror surface.

Each thread intertwined with dark-red karmic fire, weaving into a massive net that shimmered with the aura of cosmic origin.

Wherever the threads passed, even the space rippled.

"What is this thing?" Fang Hanyue's face changed drastically, he had never seen it, but felt a chill down his spine.

Countless experiences of life and death told him to escape immediately.

But just in that moment of hesitation, the surrounding scene became blurry as if covered by a layer of water mist.

Fang Hanyue found in horror that his movements were as slow as being trapped in a quagmire.

Without minding anything, he desperately urged the Primordial Orbs to break free from the constraints.

Yet would Zhou Qing give him a chance?

With a sudden increase in spiritual power output, the golden threads expanded several times, like spiritual snakes wrapping tightly around Fang Hanyue's limbs and torso.

"Get in there!"

Zhou Qing let out a mighty shout, the golden threads suddenly compressing.

Fang Hanyue's Protective Spiritual Light shattered like paper, and he was forcibly dragged towards the mirror surface.

At the moment of contact with the mirror surface, his form twisted and elongated bizarrely, ultimately being completely absorbed into the mirror world.

"Lu, same old way!" Zhou Qing instructed, passing the mirror frame to Lu Yaoyao, then instantly transformed into a stream of light and entered the mirror.

Landed again, Lu Yaoyao immediately felt her spiritual power being consumed by the mirror frame like a dam breaking.

Having experienced it once, she promptly took out a handful of Spirit Stones, her hands forming seals to quickly refine and replenish.

And within the Extreme Dao Weapon, Eternal Sin Fire Mirror, Zhou Qing already couldn't wait for the Karmic Fire to burn away the opponent's karmic hindrances, directly using Inscription Level Divine Techniques for the kill.

He even deliberately controlled his strength, using only three Phoenix Dao Patterns.

Because he needed to preserve the opponent's soul intact for Soul Search.