Chapter 691

Chapter 691: Sudden Murder

With unstoppable momentum!

The third barrier was easily broken. Though Ye Yun and Yue Lengxuan conversed more frequently, a subtle discord crept into their words. Yue Xiao suspected they might one day clash fiercely.

“Lengxuan, I wonder if the Moon Dynasty truly matches your description—peaceful and harmonious.” Ye Yun spoke with a gentle smile.

“If you have time, visit the Moon Dynasty with me. I happen to need a suitable sparring partner.” Yue Lengxuan chuckled lightly.

“Haha, what fortune!” Ye Yun laughed heartily.

His cheerful demeanor was unusual. Unbeknownst to others, it wasn’t Ye Yun speaking—the Ancestor of the Sword Path mimicked his voice to probe Yue Lengxuan further. Watching the Ancestor’s antics, Ye Yun inwardly smiled, content to rest while the Ancestor amused himself.

“Lengxuan, when might I meet your parents?” Ye Yun teased with a roguish grin.

Yue Lengxuan feigned shyness, her usual aloofness vanishing. “Help me obtain what I seek from the Xumi Treasure, and I’ll take you next time.”

“You said it yourself!” Ye Yun grinned triumphantly.

“Stop spouting nonsense with my body,” Ye Yun inwardly chided, growing uneasy as the Ancestor’s flirtatious act escalated.

Meanwhile, Yue Xiao’s heart sank. He yearned to flee the depths of the sea palace and find solace elsewhere. The woman he once admired now flaunted her charms before Ye Yun, crushing his last shred of hope.

“The fourth barrier is here. Will you act?” Ye Yun said flatly, interrupting the Ancestor’s lively chat.

“Impatient brat! Let me enjoy this rare respite,” the Ancestor grumbled mentally.

“Enough games. Do you plan to make her your companion?” Ye Yun muttered, eyeing the Ancestor’s unrelenting mischief.

He feared losing his pure yang body to the Ancestor’s whims, though he could reclaim control in an instant.

“Fine, I’ll stop.” Noticing Ye Yun’s discomfort, the Ancestor’s tone hardened. His grip tightened on Yue Lengxuan’s hand.

“What’s this, Ye Yun? Planning to force yourself?” She smirked, observing his sudden intensity.

“Know your greatest flaw compared to Jun Ruolan?” Ye Yun’s eyes glinted mockingly.

“Do enlighten me. How does a ‘cold-blooded demon’ surpass me?” Her voice turned icy, sensing the shift in mood.

“Pride. Jun Ruolan’s resolve never wavers.” His smile vanished. “Even she wouldn’t foolishly lower her guard like this.”

“So you’ll kill me now?” Yue Lengxuan sighed, feigning resignation.

“Let them remember your charm. That’s enough.” Crimson fire flickered in Ye Yun’s palm as he smiled coolly.

“You think it’s that easy?” She laughed sharply.

A frigid surge pierced Ye Yun’s hand, forcing him to recoil. Yue Lengxuan struck without hesitation—moonlight erupted from her fingertips.

“Frostmoon’s Bite!”

The icy beam shot toward him. Ye Yun’s expression tightened. He’d underestimated her strength—this attack surpassed even his defenses.

Flames roared to life, morphing into a fiery dragon from the Fire Dragon Whip. The clash of ice and fire sent searing pain through his palm. Without his enhanced physique, the moonlight would have pierced his heart.

*Such power!*

Channeling his true qi, Ye Yun unleashed stored spiritual energy.

“Born as a Sword!”

The Purple Shadow Divine Sword blazed, concentrating all his power into one strike. He’d feigned compliance while gathering strength for this moment.

The heavenly sword’s energy tore through the sky. Yue Lengxuan paled—cleansed of fire poison, Ye Yun’s might exceeded her calculations.

“Moon Goddess’s Ward!”

Moonlight shields flared around her, but Ye Yun’s strike shattered them. The blade struck true, blood spraying as she collapsed.

“Impossible… Your cultivation…” She gasped, drenched in crimson.

“Your error was underestimating me—and your murderous intent.” Flames danced in Ye Yun’s palm. “I had no choice.”

Regret flashed in her eyes before fading into emptiness. The Moon Dynasty’s prodigy fell, her death and disappearance of the spirit complete.

“Enough.” Yue Xiao sighed, turning away from her lifeless form.

Ye Yun engulfed her body in fire, her Moon Goddess power funneling into the Mysterious Crescent Blade. The weapon glowed fiercely, revitalized.

“Your soul power suppression was crucial, Ancestor,” Ye Yun murmured, uneasy at the tactic.

“Why fret over a viper?” The Ancestor scoffed. “The Sun and Moon Dual Souls are ours. Let others mourn.”

Ignoring Yue Xiao’s grief, Ye Yun summoned a sword arc. “Follow this to exit.”

Yue Xiao stepped through the spatial gate, whispering “Thanks…” before vanishing.