Chapter 128: The Clash of Domains

This was no longer the mere mental coercion from before; this was true power, capable of twisting the very laws of reality.

The entire bathroom space groaned under this immense force, emitting a strained creaking. The air grew heavier than ten-thousand-year profound iron, while light warped into grotesque arcs, and even the flow of time seemed to stagnate.

Han Shuang immediately dropped to one knee, her head bowed low, a look of fervent reverence gracing her features. Before such power, she, a Soul Transformation Realm expert, felt as minuscule as a speck of dust.

Meanwhile, Mu Qingli felt as though an invisible mountain had crashed down upon her. Her small frame suddenly hunched, and the jade floor beneath her feet instantly cracked into a spiderweb of fissures, radiating outwards from her position.

“Ugh…”

Mu Qingli let out a muffled groan. For the first time, her usually arrogant expression gave way to a look of profound solemnity.

‘So… so heavy!’

The power emanating from this white-skinned woman was entirely different from the soft-legged shrimp who had only known how to whine before. This force made her feel a suppression that reached the very core of her life.

Yet, the blood flowing through the veins of a Jianmu Spirit Tribe descendant carried the pride that connected heaven and earth.

“You want to crush me? You’re not worthy enough!”

Mu Qingli let out a defiant shriek, her mint-green pigtails swaying without a breeze. A dazzling emerald-green light erupted from her body.

Countless thicker, tougher vines surged wildly from the cracks beneath her feet, weaving together above her head to form a verdant dome that seemed capable of propping up the heavens and the earth. It fiercely resisted the invisible pressure descending from above.

In an instant, the small medicinal bath chamber transformed into a battlefield where two distinct domains clashed violently.

On one side was Holy Master Yaoguang’s “Yaoguang Pure Land” domain, resembling a brilliant moon in the sky, suppressing all creation.

On the other, Mu Qingli’s “Myriad Manifestations” domain, brimming with wild, untamed vitality.

The collision of these two powers caused the very laws of space to descend into utter chaos. Walls silently annihilated, dissolving into their most primitive particles, while the bottles on the shelves were alternately stretched and compressed by the twisted light.

The only thing that remained relatively intact was the “vine zongzi,” fiercely protected behind Mu Qingli.

At this moment, Bai Zhileng, caught directly in the path of the clashing forces and nearly torn asunder, bore the brunt of the pressure.

She felt as though her divine soul and physical body were being ripped apart by these two diametrically opposed powers. Holy Master Yaoguang’s domain felt chilling, as if it sought to erase her every emotion and will, transforming her into a thoughtless jade statue.

Mu Qingli’s domain, conversely, was filled with rampant vitality. Countless tiny plant spores frantically attempted to burrow into her body, striving to take root and sprout within her.

“Pfft—”

Bai Zhileng’s throat sweetened, and she could no longer suppress a mouthful of fresh blood that spilled from the corner of her lips. Her face instantly turned ashen white.

“Senior Sister!”

Upon seeing this, a flicker of satisfaction crossed Han Shuang’s eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by fury at the Holy Master’s dignity being challenged.

She abruptly looked up, petitioning Holy Master Yaoguang: “Holy Master! Such a fiend does not require your personal intervention! Please allow this disciple to capture them!”

Holy Master Yaoguang did not acknowledge her. Her gaze remained calmly fixed on the struggling green-haired girl, a hint of admiration even gracing her eyes.

“An ancient Jianmu remnant, you say? What a delightful surprise,” she murmured softly. “Coincidentally, the Nine Revolutions Soul-Returning Pill still lacks one key ingredient: the ‘World Foundation’ of life and death. Your self-delivery saves this Venerable One considerable effort.”

She seemed to have already considered Mu Qingli her personal prize.

Yet, at this very moment, Bai Zhileng, who had been caught in the crossfire and nearly torn apart by the clashing powers, made an utterly unexpected move.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging qi and blood within her. With a sudden bite to her tongue, using the momentary clarity brought by the sharp pain, she stepped forward, stumbling but unyielding.

This step not only pulled her completely away from the edge of Holy Master Yaoguang’s domain, but also placed her directly in front of Mu Qingli and the “vine zongzi.”

“Master!”

She spread her arms wide, shielding the two behind her with her somewhat slender body. She looked directly into Holy Master Yaoguang’s cold, merciless eyes and, with every ounce of her strength, cried out:

“Master! Please calm your anger! This matter… this matter has hidden complexities! Please listen to your disciple!”

She didn’t know why she was doing this. Perhaps it was the innate compassion of a healer, unable to bear the sight of death and injury, or perhaps it was guilt for personally leading Shen Zhaoqing into this desperate situation.

Or perhaps, she simply couldn’t stand by and watch this mysterious girl—who, despite her absurd actions, exuded a pure life essence—be “dealt with” by her Master as mere medicinal material.

In any case, she acted.

The instant she made her move, Han Shuang’s pupils contracted to pinpricks. ‘She… she actually dared! She actually dared to openly protect an outsider!’

Mu Qingli, too, was slightly stunned. She looked with some confusion at the white-clad figure blocking her path. ‘Has this white-skinned little thief, who was just fighting me to the death, lost her mind?’

However, in Holy Master Yaoguang’s eyes, Bai Zhileng’s action held only one meaning: betrayal. A complete, irrevocable betrayal.

The last trace of emotion vanished from Holy Master Yaoguang’s unearthly beautiful face, replaced by a deep-seated disappointment and bone-chilling killing intent.

“Hidden complexities?” she slowly articulated the two words. “Zhileng, do you not think that your Dao Heart has already been tainted by this medicinal primer?”

“Since that is the case…”

She raised her hand, fingers pressed together, palm facing down, and gently pressed it towards Bai Zhileng. This single palm strike carried no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying power.

It appeared so gentle, yet Bai Zhileng felt as though the entire firmament was pressing down upon her with that single strike. All paths of retreat were sealed. In the face of this palm, all her divine abilities became a joke.

She could only watch helplessly as that flawless hand grew larger and closer in her pupils. The shadow of death, more profound than ever before, completely enveloped her.

****

In the depths of the East Sea, within the Guixu, legend held it as the convergence point of all waters, a graveyard of time and law.

Here, seawater was no longer an ordinary liquid; it appeared as a viscous, stagnant darkness, like ink too thick to dilute. There was no light, no sound, only boundless stillness and a terrifying water pressure capable of crushing even Soul Transformation cultivators into dust.

Yet, at the center of this forbidden zone of life, a magnificent immortal manor, unlike anything mortal, floated serenely. It was entirely constructed from an unknown white jade crystal, emitting a soft, cool glow even thousands of fathoms beneath the deep sea.

Innumerable broken pavilions and towering structures, along with fractured flying eaves and dougongs, silently narrated its past glory. The entire immortal manor was enveloped by a vast, dim, flowing barrier, like a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia, stubbornly breathing within the profound stillness.

Three figures, shielded by the faint halo transformed from the Water-Repelling Pearl bestowed by Yan Wusheng, slowly hovered before this ancient immortal manor. They were Gu Chang’an, Ling Shuangjue, and Yuange.

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