Chapter 130: Your Opponents Are Us

Li Yunji flew to the battlefield. The two sides were locked in a standoff.

"Old fool," Li Yunji sneered, "did you really think that knowing Eleven's weakness would make your plan foolproof?"

Tuoba Mu’s face turned deathly pale. At this moment, the aura radiating from Eleven was like that of a god descending to earth.

Strike first to gain the advantage! Tuoba Mu narrowed his eyes and activated a spatial formation, vanishing in an instant. Simultaneously, Eleven also disappeared from sight.

"Master?!" Murong Lanyue looked completely bewildered. "I haven't even joined the fight yet!"

Before the thought could settle, Su Qingmeng flashed forward and appeared right in front of Murong Lanyue. "I've come for your pathetic life!" With those words, the two immediately clashed.

Li Yunji looked at Gu Xian'er, who was watching from the sidelines, and urged impatiently, "Why are you just standing there? Beat her!"

Gu Xian'er remained calm. "Wait a moment."

"Why?" Li Yunji asked, puzzled.

"Don't you want to know how to cure Su Qingmeng's backlash from her internal energy?"

Li Yunji frowned. "You have a solution?"

"Yes." Gu Xian'er glanced at Li Yunji and pouted. "We need to let her relapse once more."

"And then?" Li Yunji pressed.

"And then..." Gu Xian'er pondered for a long time before continuing, "Only with your body can she be healed."

"My body?" Li Yunji raised his hands and looked at himself. "Where?"

Gu Xian'er sighed softly and added, "Su Qingmeng has a 'Polar Fire' constitution, and you happen to have a 'Polar Ice' constitution. If your blood and energy are used as a catalyst, it can neutralize the backlash of her 'Polar Fire' energy."

"Is it that simple?" Li Yunji was skeptical. "Just feed her some of my blood?"

"Not *that* blood," Gu Xian'er said with a click of her tongue, casting a glance at Li Yunji’s lower half. "The other one."

Li Yunji froze for a long while before nodding woodenly. *To save a life, I, Li, will sacrifice my dignity without hesitation!*

Su Qingmeng and Murong Lanyue traded dozens of blows until Su Qingmeng’s internal energy began to backlash. Seizing the opening, Murong Lanyue struck her with a palm, knocking her back.

*Strike while the iron is hot!* Just as Murong Lanyue moved to finish Su Qingmeng off, a streak of sword energy surged forward, instantly severing her hands. Before she could even process the terror, another flash of light—and her head fell to the ground.

"Not bad," Gu Xian'er remarked, watching the blade *Qingyuan* dancing in the air. She chuckled, "Li Jia’s sword spirit seems quite familiar with you." Meanwhile, Gu Xian'er moved to Su Qingmeng’s side to stabilize her energy. Li Yunji smiled but said nothing.

Ever since reaching the Fourth Rank, he had gained the ability to awaken *Qingyuan* through his internal energy. Though the duration was brief, the combat power of a Second Rank sword spirit was more than enough to finish off a Fourth Rank sorcerer in seconds.

At that moment, Eleven brought news of victory. He strode into the palace hall, dragging a bloody-mouthed Tuoba Mu, and tossed him onto the floor.

"Li Yunji," Tuoba Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, a wicked grin curling his lips. "Do you think killing me will stop the Master's descent?"

As he spoke, the projection of a white formation appeared in the middle of the hall, revealing Mu Nanqing bound in heavy iron chains. Mu Nanqing slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on a different vision—a scene where thousands of cavalry were slaughtering one another. As the image expanded, a blood-red formation appeared above the battlefield.

Li Yunji’s brow furrowed. Judging by the armor, those soldiers were the private army!

Tuoba Mu laughed manically, "I tampered with those soldiers long ago. Once I activated the spell, they would turn on each other. Li Yunji, I admit you are clever. If not for you, those thirty thousand soldiers and everyone on Mount Changming would have been sacrifices! By absorbing those lingering souls, the Master would have returned to his peak strength. I waited three hundred years for this opportunity, only to be backed into a corner by you! While the Master cannot return to his peak now, offering thirty thousand lives, combined with my unique formation, will at least help him break the seal! Li Yunji, what can you do to me?!"

Li Yunji bowed his head, saying nothing. A biting chill radiated from his body as he stared intensely at Tuoba Mu. "Eleven, finish him." There was no mercy in his voice.

Eleven obeyed. With one swift stroke, Tuoba Mu vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace behind.

"Take care of Su Qingmeng," Li Yunji said to Gu Xian'er before leaping down the mountain without hesitation, Eleven close behind.

"Young Master, what did that old man mean by what he said?" Eleven asked as they ran.

Li Yunji stayed silent, sprinting forward. According to Tuoba Mu, the formation on the mountain was merely a distraction. His true target was the thirty thousand soldiers at the foot of the mountain!

...

At the foot of Mount Changming, on the battlefield of the private army, the scarlet aura drawn from the corpses gathered in the center of the formation, flowing into Mu Nanqing’s nostrils.

"Tuoba Mu! I’m going to kill you!" Li Yi watched the carnage, roaring powerlessly at the blood-red formation in the sky. "Who are you?!"

Mu Nanqing kept his eyes shut, a look of contempt on his face. "A mere ant, daring to speak to me?"

He opened his eyes slightly. A massive pressure surged from the formation, and Li Yi was instantly forced to his knees. Meanwhile, the golden runes on the chains binding Mu Nanqing began to dim. Dozens of white-robed sorcerers beneath him were pouring their power into the chains, but to little effect. The evil energy radiating from Mu Nanqing was eroding the seal.

*Crack.*

The chains shattered. A terrifying wave of energy erupted from Mu Nanqing, blasting the entire sealing formation to pieces. His scarlet eyes swept coldly over the sorcerers on the ground, and with a flick of his finger, they were all obliterated.

Mu Nanqing rested his head on one hand and laughed toward the sky. "Five hundred years! Damn the Heavens for sealing me for five hundred years! Did you think the Yin-Yang formation, fueled by the depletion of the world's spiritual energy, could contain me? Now that the world's energy has withered, there is no one left who can rival me! I will slaughter every last one of these mortals! What can you do about it?"

With that, his scarlet eyes locked onto the direction of the formation. With a single flash, he appeared above the battlefield.

"I will spare you for the sake of the thirty thousand lives you offered," Mu Nanqing said, looking down coldly at the kneeling Li Yi.

Li Yi gritted his teeth, struggling to stand against the overwhelming pressure. "Bah! You monster! I don't want your mercy!"

Mu Nanqing’s expression turned icy. "Death it is."

He flicked his finger, and a bolt of pure black energy shot toward Li Yi’s brow.

*Whoosh!*

At the critical moment, another flash of cold light appeared. Eleven’s kitchen knife spun with incredible speed in front of Li Yi, blocking the attack!

Looking up, Li Yunji and Eleven stood in the air nearby. Li Yunji took a deep breath and patted Eleven on the shoulder.

"Monster," Li Yunji declared, "your opponent is us."