Before the person arrived, the sword hummed. Feng Yiju’s eyes suddenly focused, his fingers came together and circled in the air. The scabbard at his side opened like petals, and twelve Fairy Swords came out at the same time, forming a sword wheel that spun towards the incoming Fairy Sword.

Clang!

With a light collision, Su Huanian’s Fairy Sword was repelled. The sword wheel spun around Feng Yiju, protecting him.

The two Traverse Heaven experts clashed without any exaggerated effects, just like mortal warriors, their swords colliding in a plain and unremarkable manner.

Only the clear and crisp sound of the sword humming, echoing across the mountains and rivers of the eastern clouds.

But the sound could pass through the door and enter the small world of the Dragon Turtle. The power of this sword collision was imaginable.

Feng Yiju’s face was solemn, and he didn’t take his eyes off his opponent. He had never been this serious when dealing with the housekeeper. Su Huanian was only at the second step of the Traverse Heaven Realm, a realm lower than him, but in their three hundred years together in the same sect, only he truly understood how terrifying Su Huanian was.

Some people are not limited by mere realms. Su Huanian was one of them.

Feng Yiju became more cautious.

Snowflakes fell on the eastern cloud mountain.

It was early autumn, the hottest time of the year, yet snowflakes were falling, landing on the flowers and instantly freezing them.

Feng Yiju’s eyes narrowed, his expression even more solemn—Su Huanian’s Realm!

One, two, three, four…

In a blink of an eye, they formed a group, fluttering down like a heavy snowfall.

The wind rose, and the snow danced.

Standing in the center of the snow, Feng Yiju felt as if he and the entire world had been cut apart, as if he had entered someone else’s world.

But it wasn’t.

No one would casually pull others into their own world. Damaging one’s world was like damaging oneself. It was a suicidal act against a master.

Just like the Traverse Heaven of Xuantian Sect, Mutong.

The Realm had the power of a world, but not its weakness. Feng Yiju’s two cosmic swords couldn’t cut through the Realm. The snow Realm was still in the Mysterious Wasteland.

To cut through the snow Realm was to cut through the Mysterious Wasteland. How could it be cut open?

In the returning wind and snow, a fairy descended with the wind, her white clothes outstanding, her Fairy Sword humming lightly, and water droplets jumping on the blade.

She quietly looked at Feng Yiju, like a cold moon in the clear autumn.

Feng Yiju looked at her, his gaze falling on a strand of white hair fluttering at Su Huanian’s temple. He didn’t speak, but pointed with his sword. With a hum, three Fairy Swords shot towards Su Huanian at the same time.

Su Huanian’s Fairy Sword circled, stirring up a flurry of snow. In the snow, starlight flickered, transforming into three starlights pointing at the three Fairy Swords.

This was the Extreme Night of the Star Palace!

The proud child of the Qingyuan Sect was not using the Qingyuan Sword Technique.

As the Sect Leader of Qingyuan, Feng Yiju had been immersed in the Qingyuan Sword Technique for hundreds of years, but he couldn’t gain an advantage with it.

As the starlight pointed out, Su Huanian followed closely, stabbing a sword into the air. The sword clearly stabbed at the empty space in front of her, but it came out from behind Feng Yiju.

This sword directly pierced through space, pointing at Feng Yiju’s heart.

Feng Yiju suddenly sidestepped, his figure flashing and breaking through space. But the sword followed him like a shadow.

He couldn’t escape! Fighting within Su Huanian’s Realm was too disadvantageous! His Divine Sense couldn’t expand, and he was restrained everywhere.

“Open!”

Feng Yiju shouted, and at the critical moment, a cosmic sword attacked, not attacking Su Huanian, but slashing at himself. It exploded directly, disrupting the space around Feng Yiju.

The space that Su Huanian had pierced collapsed.

With a probing sword, Su Huanian didn’t use all her strength, but she was sure that the Realm was still effective against Feng Yiju. Feng Yiju frowned, his twelve Fairy Swords circling behind him, sensing the snow around him.

Each snowflake was entwined with sword qi, which could turn into a world-opening Fairy Sword at any time, aiming straight at the heart.

He had to break the Realm, otherwise, it would be too disadvantageous.

The Realm was a good thing!

Su He roared, forcibly severing the connection between the Realm and the door. His aura on the door had become so strong that it couldn’t be dissolved.

Without the need for the Realm or the display of power, Su He could directly see this door, and even hear the sound of the eastern cloud mountain through the door.

The snow was heavy.

This door had almost solidified, and even others could see the door as long as they stayed within Su He’s Realm. If Su He allowed it, they could even pass through the door.

The frog appeared from the small island and landed next to Su He, staring at the door with its frog eyes, staring at the snowy world outside the door.

“Is it, is it winter outside now?”

The frog asked blankly, then denied itself: “No, this is the scene formed by a great power fighting. Who is fighting at someone else’s doorstep, is there no public morality?”

Just now, it was sleeping well in front of Feng Yaya, but it sensed the aura of the Dragon Turtle rising in the small world, and when it flashed over, it saw the Dragon Turtle wearing white armor, and even the door had solidified.

But with a great power fighting outside, how could the frog go out?

“Feng Yaya’s parents.” Su He looked at the beautiful figure outside and answered him.

Are they crazy?! This situation was a fight to the death, didn’t they consider their child… The frog was stunned: “Who extracted Yaya’s origin?”

He was not a stupid frog, he had roughly guessed something.

“Is it that man?” That man was fresh and handsome, not a good thing at first glance. On the other hand, this fairy was naturally beautiful and stunning, definitely a good person.

Outside, the snow was dancing, and each snowflake was a Fairy Sword, filled with killing intent. Feng Yiju’s twelve Fairy Swords circled around him, not a single snowflake touching him.

It was a pity that the Qingyuan Formation Flag couldn’t be collected when it displayed the mountain soul, otherwise it would also be a Realm, even stronger! That was the result of generations of Qingyuan elders’ sacrifice and refinement.

Feng Yiju forced Su Huanian back with a sword, pointed with his sword, and shouted lightly: “Break!”

Two cosmic swords flew up into the air, one left and one right, probing outside the Realm. They turned around in an instant, pierced through space, and headed straight for Feng Yiju. They collided and exploded above his head.

The violent explosion blew open a vacuum in the snow, and the residual force of the explosion continued to press down on Feng Yiju’s head. But he was prepared, the scabbard turned and absorbed the residual force, and he slapped the scabbard towards Su Huanian.Su Huanian stood at the door with the Fairy Sword in hand, her upright figure shimmering like flying snow. In an instant, the sky was filled with fairies, all pointing their swords forward.

The tip of the sword collided with the scabbard.

“Boom!”

With a muffled sound, the scabbard suddenly exploded. Inside, besides the explosion of two cosmic swords, there was also a Pure Land sword. The shockwave from the explosion didn’t attack Su Huanian, but all hit the Pure Land sword. The Pure Land sword was immediately covered in cracks.

Then Su Huanian slashed it with another sword, the cold sword aura bombarded, and the Pure Land sword instantly exploded into powder, scattered by the wind and snow.

Su Huanian felt her control over the domain weaken in an instant.

The Pure Land sword could cut through earth, water, wind, and fire, the very foundations of the world. Feng Yiju exploded it and deliberately used Su Huanian’s sword aura as a trigger. In an instant, every snowflake was coated with a grain of Pure Land dust.

Using the dust of the Pure Land sword to seize Su Huanian’s domain.

The scene within the entire domain was reflected in Feng Yiju’s mind.

Seeing the feedback from the domain, Su Huanian immediately gave up on manipulating the domain after a miscalculated strike. Her body turned into a streak of starlight, piercing straight forward.

The sword cultivators of the Sword Cleansing Pool always went straight forward.

Having suppressed Su Huanian’s domain, Feng Yiju didn’t need to take hits everywhere. He raised his sword to meet her, his sword aura forcing Su Huanian back. The two quickly closed in on each other, and a flash of fear appeared in Su Huanian’s eyes.

Not good!

The dignified Fairy Su, even in the face of death, would not show such an expression!

This is a fake!

Feng Yiju suddenly pulled back, but it was too late. A pain in his chest, a Fairy Sword stabbed in from behind, piercing through his chest.

A spurt of blood shot out.

Turning his head, he saw another Su Huanian behind him with cold eyes. She pulled out the Fairy Sword with a push and a drag, the sword carrying a ball of essence.

This is the real Su Huanian, then who is the one in front of him…

The Su Huanian in front of him turned into a blue bird with a bang, flapping its wings and chirping, “I was scared to death, scared to death!”

For a moment, it really thought it was going to die!

Su Huanian landed a hit and immediately retreated. She flicked her jade finger, and the essence on the sword merged into a water ball, which was shot at the blue bird.

The blue bird swallowed it in one gulp.

This was Feng Yaya’s life source.

Feng Yiju shook his head and chuckled, “Is being a mother really so terrifying? Even Su Huanian has resorted to tricks.”

Su Huanian deliberately fell into the trap, letting him seize control of the domain. After all, if it wasn’t seized by his own hands, how could he trust the images returned by the domain?

How could Su Huanian hide her figure in front of him and hide behind him?

Su Huanian didn’t care about the destruction of her domain. From beginning to end, she had only one goal, to take back her daughter’s life source!

“I’m sorry, I can’t return it to you for now.” Feng Yiju said to her the first sentence after meeting. He still had use for Feng Yaya’s life source.

With a backhand move, forty-nine Green Yuan Array flags flew in instantly, forming a Tai Chi pattern and suppressing the four directions, enveloping the snow domain.

Although he fell into the trap, the dust of the Pure Land sword was indeed dotted on every snowflake. He no longer tried to seize the domain, just using it to restrict should be no problem.

Su Huanian watched him quietly, her red lips slightly opened, “You don’t understand domains.”

The reason why it’s called a domain is because it belongs exclusively to the owner. Everyone’s domain is different. The existence of a domain is not only related to cultivation methods and attributes, but also changes with the mood of the same person.

Whenever a person’s nature changes greatly, the attributes of the domain often change with it.

Feng Yaya encountered a great disaster, how could Su Huanian’s domain remain unchanged, still the original snow domain?

Feng Yiju’s face changed slightly, only to see Su Huanian standing in the snow, her hair flying in the wind, the surrounding snowflakes suddenly changed, all the snowflakes melted at the same time, turned into water droplets, and pattered on the ground.

In an instant, it was pouring rain.

The dust of the Pure Land sword that fell on the snowflakes was washed away by the rain like dust and garbage.

“Go!” Su Huanian said softly.

The blue bird spread its wings and flew up, turning into a blue light and flying out. Before it could fly out, the array flag rolled back. It spat out a series of golden towers, each with a gold coin jumping on it, shooting out a light curtain connected into one piece.

The blue bird hit it head-on and was bounced back.

And fell back to the original place.

Su Huanian’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. She knew about the golden towers, but she had never seen the gold coins.

Feng Yiju shook his head, “You can’t escape. I still need the source. I will return it to Yaya in the future. Let’s return it first.”

He rolled up the array flag, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang separated Su Huanian and him. He reached out to grab the blue bird.

The blue bird cried out and turned to run.

But was blocked by an array flag.

Just as it was at a loss, a roar suddenly came from the Three Lives Gate, and a white jade dragon head stretched out, letting out a divine roar.

“Roar!”

With the blessing of the White Jade Turtle Shell and the consumption of high-quality Turtle Yuan Condensation Liquid, this was the most powerful divine roar Su He had ever made in his life.

The divine roar was condensed and not dispersed, heading straight for Feng Yiju.

After Su He roared, he didn’t look at the consequences, turned his head and bit the blue bird in one bite, and instantly retracted into the Three Lives Gate.

There will be another chapter tonight.

(End of this chapter)