"Stop!" Linghu Xiaoxian, who had just caught up, shouted hoarsely.
This person was annoying, but he shouldn't die!
Yet, her desperate cry was drowned out by the thunderous roar of the flying swords of fire whistling through the air.
She could only watch helplessly as the fireball engulfed Mo Qi.
Seeing the attack's momentum, Xiao Bai was greatly shocked. If her spiritual power were fully restored, dealing with him would be no problem. However, with her spiritual power greatly depleted, she certainly couldn't handle it.
But she couldn't just watch him get beaten to death!
Just as Xiao Bai was about to brace herself for a head-on clash, she saw Mo Qi form a hand seal.
A halo erupted, expanding against the wind, and in an instant, its radiance filled the world. The two forces intertwined.
With a thunderous boom, the light paused, tearing and interweaving, then sparks flew, and the light shattered.
The fireball was instantly repelled, its fiery debris scattering in all directions.
Amidst the fiery debris, a silhouette shot backward.
Gradually, a human form materialized in the air: Pang Qing.
His clothes were tattered, his body covered in wounds, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. His eyes still held endless fury, but now, a hint of bewilderment was added!
No way, defeated by an unexpected turn of events?
Just by him?
By this insignificant grasshopper before him?
The radiance of the Qiankun Ring also dissipated in an instant. With a hum, it reverted to its original form, spun in the air, and returned to Mo Qi's hand.
Mo Qi gazed at Pang Qing with imposing might.
Want to die? I'll grant you that!
But this Qiankun Ring awakened a painful memory within Linghu Xiaoxian.
Pain, anger, and surprise surged through her.
"It's you?" Linghu Xiaoxian glared at Mo Qi from afar. "I didn't seek you out, yet you've come to my doorstep."
Before she could react, Pang Qing formed a hand seal, "Soul Bewitching Zither!"
A guqin appeared in Pang Qing's hand. Without hesitation, he gently plucked a string.
With a *zheng*, a dark shadow flowed out, like the invisible claws of a demon reaching for the depths of the soul.
It felt like being scratched by something; his body sustained no physical injury, but a void seemed to open in his heart.
The Qiankun Ring clattered to the ground.
His eyes glazed over with confusion.
He swayed, almost falling to the ground.
If he had opened his heavenly eye, he would have seen a phantom figure leaving his body.
Pang Qing also saw the phantom, a smile playing on his lips as he plucked the zither strings again.
This attack was bound to shatter Mo Qi's soul!
But precisely at this moment, a white light shot out from Mo Qi's body, striking the phantom, then retracting sharply, pulling the phantom back into Mo Qi.
As Mo Qi swayed precariously, his body suddenly trembled, and with a jolt, his eyes regained clarity.
When the invisible claws attacked again, they were scattered by the earth arrow.
The Divine Mind Telekinesis Art of the Sorcerer quietly unfolded.
With a *qiang* sound, Pang Qing's zither string snapped!
As his fingertips swept down, they met empty air, only then realizing the string had broken!
Pang Qing was utterly astonished.
Immediately, he felt a powerful force violently tearing at his body and hastily dodged with extreme speed.
Coincidentally, Linghu Xiaoxian charged forward, and the tearing force erupted upon her.
With a gurgle, Linghu Xiaoxian's head fell to the ground!
Pang Qing was stunned by this sudden turn of events!
In just a breath, Pang Qing cried out and transformed into a streak of green light, fleeing.
Mo Qi was also greatly surprised!
What was happening?
Was this mutual affection?
Was this sharing hardships?
Seeing Linghu Xiaoxian's body about to fall, he quickly flashed forward and gently cupped her head, placing it back on her neck.
Simultaneously, he unleashed his telekinetic power!
Linghu Xiaoxian felt as if she had just experienced a dream, dreaming that her head had fallen off, Pang Qing had fled, and then her head was reattached.
Though brief, it was a definite nightmare!
A soul-crushing nightmare!
The origin of all these nightmares was Mo Qi.
Linghu Xiaoxian was furious, "Glow Butterfly Dance!"
As she formed a hand seal, five-colored auspicious light emerged from her hands. The five-colored light resembled five petals, arranged in a circle, spinning in the air, and expanding outwards.
As the five-colored petals spun, they generated a monstrous hurricane, accompanied by thunderous roars, like ten thousand horses galloping.
A series of booming sounds echoed, approaching from afar.
The speed of the five-colored auspicious light increased, until finally, only a disc was visible, connecting heaven and earth, spinning and grinding towards Mo Qi.
When he had faced this move before, Mo Qi had exerted all his strength. But now, the psychological pressure was significantly reduced.
He recited a spell, brought his hands together, and a divine light emerged from the gap, flashing past like a light axe.
With a deafening roar, the five-colored petals split in the middle, then shattered into pieces, dissipating into the air.
Linghu Xiaoxian could no longer maintain her balance, her body flying backward before crashing heavily onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood!
Linghu Xiaoxian was enraged, tears welling in her eyes. She stood up, formed a hand seal, and the Golden Cudgel shot out, striking Mo Qi.
Mo Qi released the Qiankun Ring again, and it clashed with the Golden Cudgel.
Light flashed, and sounds boomed like thunder.
Initially, the two magical artifacts could be distinguished, but then they were gradually obscured by the light, entwining into a single mass, moving up and down, left and right, back and forth, neither yielding to the other.
Linghu Xiaoxian's eyes were bloodshot with rage. She lunged forward, her fist carrying her lifelong cultivation striking Mo Qi.
Mo Qi stood there, unmoving, yet his aura was like an incoming tide.
He stared at Linghu Xiaoxian, "Do you only feel content if you kill me?"
Linghu Xiaoxian paused, her spiritual power slightly slackening. Then, hardening her resolve, she delivered a fierce punch.
With a resounding *boom*, the fist, imbued with boundless spiritual power, landed squarely on Mo Qi.
Mo Qi's body was propelled outward.
He fell dozens of feet away, crashing onto the ground with a thud.
A large crater appeared in the ground, dust rising and lingering for a long time.
Xiao Bai, coiling her body, rushed over.
Both the Golden Cudgel and the Qiankun Ring fell to the ground.
Linghu Xiaoxian's burning rage was finally unleashed, and tears streamed down her face.
But she did not cry out loud. With her tear-blurred eyes, she gazed at the dust cloud ahead.
When the dust settled, two figures emerged from the crater.
One was Mo Qi, his body unharmed.
The other was a little girl, about seven or eight years old!
Her rosy cheeks, eyes, nose, and small mouth... every feature exuded a sense of liveliness and delicate beauty.
It was Xiao Bai. She had recovered so quickly!
Mo Qi, meanwhile, tilted his head, his eyes wide with disbelief as he observed Xiao Bai.
"Are you really Xiao Bai?" Mo Qi couldn't help but ask.
"Genuine and true," Xiao Bai replied with a sweet smile, her voice still as tender, clear, and pleasant as ever.
Mo Qi retracted his Qiankun Ring and looked at Linghu Xiaoxian, "Are you still angry? If not, I can let you hit me again."
Linghu Xiaoxian also retracted her Golden Cudgel, wiped her tears, and said, "I'll spare you for now, but you should at least reveal your true face."
Mo Qi thought that if he didn't reveal it now, he would eventually have to. Wearing the mask was meaningless. So, he removed it.
Upon seeing Mo Qi's true face, Xiao Bai's expression also changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.
Linghu Xiaoxian glanced at Mo Qi, deliberately showing a look of disappointment, "It would have been better if you kept the mask on!"
Mo Qi, as expected, put the mask back on.
"My not killing you doesn't mean the people of the Sun Moon Sect won't. When you go out, you will still face judgment from the Sun Moon Sect and even everyone in the Hongmeng South Sea," Linghu Xiaoxian said.
"What happens after we go out, we'll discuss after we go out," Mo Qi replied calmly.
At this moment, Pang Qing returned. From a distance, he shouted, "Birdman, I'll fight you to the death."
As he approached, he suddenly noticed Linghu Xiaoxian standing there gracefully. He became ecstatic, waving his hands and feet, "Xiaoxian, you're still alive! I thought you were dead. If you died, I wouldn't want to live either."
With those words, Pang Qing lunged towards Linghu Xiaoxian, opening his arms to embrace her.
Linghu Xiaoxian looked at him with disdain, kicked him, and sent him sprawling on the ground, "Today, I've truly seen your true colors. You disgust me. Get away from me quickly; I don't want to vomit."