Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

Chapter 781: Chapter 658: Beyond the Outer Heavens

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In the depths of the towering ancient forest, two streaks of white escape light shot through like meteors—it was the sisters, Liana and Lianne, fleeing in desperation.

"Sister, stop. Those insects haven’t followed us."

Lianne was the first to stop her escape light, looking back with lingering fear.

Liana also halted, her delicate brows furrowed, her face full of uncertainty and suspicion.

"Insect Controller? How could such an obscure cultivator appear in the Spirit Stream Secret Realm?"

This was a very niche cultivation technique.

Furthermore, what amazed Liana was.

That group of demonic insects not only had a bizarre aura but were also quite formidable.

She felt an unprecedented oppression.

"Sister, what should we do now?"

Lianne asked.

Liana pondered and said, "We shouldn’t stay here for long. Let’s bypass this area and head to Red Leaf Cliff to meet with the others from our sect."

"Alright!"

Just as the two were about to move.

A hundred feet ahead, beside an ancient tree, a purple figure appeared without any warning.

The newcomer was dressed in an elegant purple dress, with a dignified and graceful appearance—it was none other than their senior sister, Wang Wanyin, from the Miaoyin Sect.

"Senior Sister!"

Lianne was overjoyed and was about to step forward.

"Hold on!"

Liana, however, grabbed her sister and looked intently at the woman in the purple dress, shouting sharply, "You’re not Senior Sister! Who are you? Why are you impersonating her?"

The woman in the purple dress was noticeably taken aback but then covered her mouth, chuckling lightly with a hint of indescribable enchantment in her voice.

"Oh, this little girl has a bit of insight. Tell me, how did you see through it? If you tell me, I’ll tell you why I disguised myself as her."

Lianne also realized at this moment, and immediately summoned the Jade Flute.

A flash of light appeared in front of Liana, and a Guqin materialized out of thin air, its strings vibrating with a low tremor.

"A concealer."

Liana didn’t respond to her at all. She exchanged a glance with her sister, and they launched their attack simultaneously.

The Jade Flute emitted a sharp and piercing sonic wave, while the Guqin strummed out tunes of clashing weapons.

The two sonic waves interwove into a net with the power to shatter the divine soul, enveloping the woman in the purple dress.

"Overestimating yourselves."

The woman in the purple dress sneered, unhurriedly taking out a black Ghost Face Bell.

She lightly shook her wrist.

"Jingle jingle."

A crisp yet eerie bell sound resonated.

The sound wasn’t loud, yet it seemed to penetrate all defenses, effortlessly dissipating the flute and Guqin sounds into nothingness.

"Even your senior sister lost to me, and with such trivial tricks, you dare to resist?"

The woman in the purple dress mocked, the bell sound changed again, turning into a demoralizing tune trying to erode the sisters’ minds.

The Liang sisters’ faces turned pale; they gritted their teeth and pushed their music to the extreme.

The flute’s sound was mournful and plaintive, the Guqin’s sound was like waves and tides, launching an even fiercer offensive.

However, the sonic wave from the Soul-Cleaving Bell was bizarre and unfathomable, always managing to deftly dissolve their attacks.

"Hehe, with just this bit of skill, how dare you come out and embarrass yourselves?"

The woman in the purple dress shook the bell, her face full of ridicule.

Yet, just when she thought she had an assured victory and was about to capture the Liang sisters.

"Shred!"

A fiery red blade light as blazing as the descending sun, overwhelmingly fierce, unexpectedly flew in from the top of an ancient tree a hundred feet away.

Where the blade light passed, the air twisted, and heatwaves roared.

Its power was nearly comparable to the divine power of a True Pill True Master.

The face of the woman in the purple dress changed drastically. She screamed, hurriedly shaking the Soul-Cleaving Bell, summoning a fully-fledged soul to block in front of her.

This blade light contained a trace of Supreme Yang and Firm Solar True Flame, which was the bane of all ghostly beings.

The chilling spirit didn’t even have time to scream before it melted away like ice and snow under the blade’s light, instantly turning to smoke.

The blade’s forward momentum did not diminish, slicing through the waist of the woman in the purple dress with effortless ease, like a hot knife through butter.

The shock on the woman’s face froze in an instant as her body was severed in two.

However, the expected scene of blood spurting everywhere did not occur; the wound was charred black as if carbonized by extreme high temperatures.

"Thud."

Two halves of the body fell powerlessly to the ground.

A few breaths later, the "corpse" shrank and charred quickly, finally turning into two scorched talisman skins devoid of spiritual light.

"A Tier Three Substitute Talisman!"

Liana exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes full of lingering fear.

This woman in the purple dress was none other than the phantom demon Ding Chunhua from the Golden Spirit Race.

In a flash of brilliance, she summoned the fierce soul to block while secretly activating a life-saving talisman to escape like a shedding cicada.

At this moment, Ding Chunhua’s true body appeared more than ten feet away, her face pale and slightly trembling.

That blade strike just now, containing Supreme Yang and Firm Solar True Flame, made her divine soul shiver.

Now, she instinctively wanted to escape, but a powerful divine sense, like an invisible shackle, held her firmly in place.

Ding Chunhua followed the source of the divine sense and looked.

She saw a handsome young cultivator in a cyan robe standing quietly not far away, emanating the spiritual power fluctuations of a late-stage Foundation Establishment Fire Cultivator.

"Late Stage Foundation Establishment? Fire Cultivator?"

Ding Chunhua was first stunned, and then her heart was filled with even more suspicion.

How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator have such terrifying divine sense?

Moreover, the blade light contained Solar True Flame, which was even more startling.

In this Xuan Yuan World, was there actually someone who could refine such divine flame during the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Ding Chunhua suppressed the tumultuous waves in her heart, her face instantly adorned with a charming smile, her eyes shimmering, and in a coquettish voice said, "What a handsome young man! You really scared me just now. May I know your noble name? Why did you treat me so harshly upon our first meeting?"

Her mind raced, greed swelling within her.

If she could capture this boy alive and force him to yield the Solar True Flame and its refinement method.