My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1304: Chapter 716: Succession of Yi (Double-Length) (Part 3)

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Brilliant sword rain and torrents of black thunder clashed and obliterated in the air.

Each time the sword shadows were engulfed by darkness, even fiercer sword shadows emerged from Chen Yi’s body to replenish them. Every time the darkness was purified by light, deeper waves of ignorance surged from the Demon Lord’s body.

The collision between the two was no longer a mere erosion, but more like two fundamental laws vying for dominion over this realm.

Chen Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Resentment Demon Master was not easy to deal with. As the dreaded Demon Master of the Ming’an Divine Sect, its mere existence instilled fear in all beings.

The swirling darkness seemed alive, each impact carried the devilish sounds that eroded the Taoist Heart, countless shattered resentments condensed into tangible blades, seemingly intent on piercing the glorious light.

Chen Yi distinctly sensed that this Demon Master was no ordinary evil spirit but a manifestation of boundless despair and suffering, accumulated over thousands of years in the World of Ignorance, with an essence nearly twisted into a law.

Yet, despite this, Chen Yi remained clear-minded.

Although this vast power originated from himself, wielding it was far less intuitive than using fists, knives, and swords.

It was like suddenly possessing an ocean, yet only able to scoop water enemy with a ladle, utilizing only three or four tenths of the full strength. Otherwise, why would he be entangled with this Demon Master to such an extent? If given enough time to become familiar with this power...

How long could they remain evenly matched?

Just as the thought formed,

The gray dark tide containing endless ignorance surged more ferociously, threatening to engulf the blazing sea of fire.

Chen Yi’s lips slightly curled; he acknowledged the Demon Master was troublesome, but so what?

He now had a hack.

With a thought, he tried to invoke the deeper layers of power capable of determining fate with a single thought. According to previous experience, this should be as natural as breathing, as easily as reshaping Donggong Ruoshu’s body with a mere thought.

He casually waved his hand, sending another wave of sword rain covering the sky.

Radiant sword rain roared forth once more, but this time, the might was noticeably weakened. The sword shadows formed by light were not as solid, and after clashing with the darkness, dissipated faster than they regenerated. The originally blazing inferno that seemed capable of incinerating the eight wildernesses now resembled a flickering candle in the wind, its range continuously shrinking, light rapidly dimming.

Chen Yi’s eyebrows furrowed fiercely, then he suddenly realized the light around him was rapidly escaping, startling him to the core.

He clearly felt the once endless flowing, seemingly infinite source of light within him now leaking uncontrollably like a broken vessel, its force growing more urgent!

The confrontation with the Resentment Demon Master was no longer just a mutual abrasion, instead became a unilateral flood discharge.

His pupils contracted.

Damn, where’s my hack?

............

At the core of the pillar of light that reached through heaven and earth, the towering and splendid Bright Hall was close at hand, radiating antiquity and sacred luminescence.

Finally...

The Purity Saintess floated beside the pillar of light, her aura mingling with the World of Ignorance yet subtly resonating with the Bright Hall.

She slowly raised her hand, her fingertip flowing with a light originating from the same source as Chen Yi’s but more obscure and profound, reaching towards the glorious palace.

A bizarre scene unfolded; her hand seemed to extend and expand infinitely, covering the heavens and earth, while the towering Bright Hall appeared to shrink rapidly, concentrating into a thin beam.

It was unclear whether she stood towering, or the Bright Hall encompassed a world within a mustard seed.

In an instant, the sanctuary representing the Ming Venerable’s authority and residence transformed into a singular point of dazzling core, gently hovering in her white palm.

She stood quietly in the void, holding the Bright Hall, her expression solemn was like a deity descending from the Buddha Country’s painting, wielding a pagoda to subdue demons.

It was done.

She slowly opened her eyes, deep within, a pure and majestic golden divine light suddenly flashed, replacing her original iris color, matching the luminescence in Chen Yi’s eyes from afar, yet seemingly more ancient, more profound.

Gongsun Guan stood at the entrance of the main hall, gazing at the transformation at the core of the light pillar spanning heaven and earth, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

He shook his head lightly, as if confirming a fate long foreseen, his voice low yet clearly echoing in the ears of the two saintesses and Zhu E behind him:

"The Bright Hall changed hands, authority has shifted.

She who has seized the Bright Hall is the true Ming Venerable."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Great Strength Saintess and Wisdom Saintess changed drastically; even Zhu E, who had firmly believed Chen Yi was the Ming Venerable, was thunderstruck, her face turning pale instantly, gazing in disbelief at the figure in the distance holding the Bright Hall, her golden eyes radiant.

The Ming Venerable... has shifted.