Chapter 2317 Dare to Fight? Reflecting on the Past

Zhi Xi's attire was rather simple, her snow-white hair cascading down to her slender waist, and her eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if they contained the ultimate mysteries of the universe.

As she stepped down, the void trembled slightly, and black mist surged.

All eyes were drawn to her, imprinting her graceful figure onto their very souls.

Her overwhelming imperial might gradually influenced the terrifying rules within the black mist.

Woohoo——

From the depths of the thick fog, a mournful wail seemed to echo, terrifying and chilling.

"Xi!"

Watching Zhi Xi walk straight towards him, Mu Cangyan, who was in the mist, was not surprised at all. He had already expected this outcome. He opened his mouth and called out, his hoarse voice like a gust of sand sweeping across the cracks in the dry riverbed.

This single call was like a giant hammer falling upon the world, striking the hearts of Chen Qingyuan and the others, causing their hearts to tremble violently and stirring up countless waves.

"Today, do you dare to fight?"

Looking ahead, Zhi Xi spoke indifferently.

"What is there to be afraid of? Fight!"

Mu Cangyan was also waiting for this day, his voice as loud as a bell, resounding throughout the world.

Zhi Xi was the nightmare of his first half of life. If he could defeat her, wash away his worldly desires, and purify his Dao heart, his success rate in seeking immortality would surely increase significantly.

Previously, during the battle on the other side, Mu Cangyan had been waiting for the right opportunity, unwilling to engage in direct combat with Zhixi, lest she get injured and jeopardize important matters.

Now that the time is right and the plan is in place, Mu Cangyan has no more worries and can go all out.

Zhi Xi moved forward at a moderate pace. The Yunhua Sushuang, which was pressed tightly against her hands, seemed to sense her master's overwhelming fighting spirit, and began to shimmer with a lustrous sheen, with a few wisps of imperial mystic patterns flashing by.

Chen Qingyuan and the others watched this scene with bated breath and deep respect.

They watched intently, hoping that Zhixi would return victorious.

Hey!

A few breaths later, Zhixi stepped onto the stone-paved road.

With a light touch of the toes, the stone slab trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, many unusual ripples appeared on the surface of the stone slab, accompanied by several faint, soft light circles.

As Zhixi entered, the eerie black mist was significantly affected, sometimes emitting ghostly howls from the Netherworld, and sometimes condensing into thousands of hideous and terrifying skulls.

clatter! clatter!

Zhixi looked ahead and gradually went deeper.

She stepped onto the suspended stone path, getting closer and closer to Mu Cangyan.

She always maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, residing high above the heavens, overlooking all living beings, untouched by worldly concerns.

She is a living legend, and her imperial authority cannot be challenged.

"So many years have passed, and you are still the same as before, never changed."

As Mu Cangyan watched Zhixi walk slowly towards him, he couldn't help but recall the traces of the past.

Zhi Xi and Mu Cangyan looked at each other and continued walking without saying a word.

Perhaps it was the changing times, or perhaps it was the imminent start of a true showdown; Mu Cangyan's feelings were slightly complicated at this moment, and a memory long buried deep in his heart surfaced before his eyes.

Mu Cangyan's origins were the thing he least wanted to talk about in his life. He had the blood of both the gods and the pigs flowing in his veins, which he considered a disgrace and had never mentioned to anyone.

Many years ago, the gods sensed danger and fled to the Sea of ​​Illusion. Before leaving, they destroyed the secret realm that imprisoned slaves and sex toys.

At that time, Mu Cangyan was still a slave and had no idea who his parents were. The suffering he endured in his childhood was unimaginable to others. When the secret realm was destroyed, he thought his life was about to come to an end. He felt no fear of death, only joy.

When you die, you are free from suffering and find liberation.

However, Mu Cangyan did not die with the collapse of the secret realm. She was fortunate enough to enter a spatial rift and was banished to a safe area.

Having survived, Mu Cangyan naturally wouldn't seek death. After recovering from her injuries, she would do everything she could to become stronger.

Once, while living in a town, he encountered a great calamity.

A small, secret realm has appeared near the town, attracting many cultivators to come and explore it.

When opportunities arise, competition is inevitable.

The town was affected, and many innocent people were injured or even killed by the aftermath of the cultivators' battle.

At this time, Mu Cangyan was still very weak and had no power to resist in the face of such a situation. She could only resign herself to fate.

Just then, a cold voice rang out: "Get out!"

At the same time, a flash of cold light appeared, and the two cultivators fighting above the town both had one arm severed, blood splattering as they screamed in agony.

Zhixi was meditating in the town when she was disturbed and was very displeased.

She stood in mid-air, wearing a light-colored long dress, her three thousand snow-white hair flowing smoothly like water.

Standing in a corner of the town, Mu Cangyan looked up at the unattainable figure, speechless, and remained stunned for a long time.

Pure and refined, beyond compare, unattainable.

From that moment on, Zhi Xi's image was deeply etched into Mu Cangyan's heart and soul, never to be forgotten.

Mu Cangyan has never mentioned this matter to anyone.

"Over six million years in a single glance, time really flies!"

As Mu Cangyan watched Zhi Xi approach, her makeup was simple and she wore no powder, yet she exuded an air of ultimate nobility. Her expression was just as it had been back then, causing countless ripples to stir in Mu Cangyan's heart, and he sighed inwardly.

Mu Cangyan's feelings for Zhixi are very complex.

I was amazed by it when I was young, and it had a profound impact on the course of my life. I went to seek it out and pursue it.

When they met again later, Zhixi still maintained her aloof and ethereal demeanor, and no one dared to approach her.

Then, they became rivals.

"Xi."

Mu Cangyan called out again, his voice as calm as still water.

Beneath that calm tone, there must be a lot of emotions hidden. When he first started out, he felt gratitude and admiration for Zhixi.

Over the long course of time, many things will fade away.

However, one thing is certain: Zhixi holds a very important place in his heart.

If he had a choice, he really wouldn't want to be Zhixi's enemy.

"Even now, do you still dare not show your true face to others?"

Zhi Xi was unaware that she had unintentionally saved Mu Cangyan's life when she was young, and she didn't understand what Mu Cangyan was thinking. In her eyes, Mu Cangyan was just an opponent, good at disguising and forbearing, nothing more.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

If someone else had said this, Mu Cangyan probably wouldn't have cared.

The two gazed at each other from afar, communicating across the distance.

Since it came from Zhi Xi, it cannot be ignored.

Their conversation was not concealed. Therefore, Chen Qingyuan and the others listened attentively and clearly, their expressions subtly changing.

After saying that, Mu Cangyan reached out a hand, grabbed the black robe that she had worn for countless years, and ripped it off.

Everyone present tensed up at the prospect of seeing Mu Cangyan's true face.

What exactly do those who seek immortality and the path to immortality look like?

Handsome and dashing, imposing and awe-inspiring?

Handsome and refined?

Dangerous and sinister, strangers should stay away?