Chapter 222: Spiritual Power Out of Control
However, just as they were preparing to fight with all their might, Tushan Yaya's figure appeared in front of them like a ghost, with a resolute light flashing in her eyes, as if she wanted to pour out all her anger and unwillingness.
"Today, I will show you my true strength!"
Before she finished speaking, Tushan Yaya's fists had already hit the two of them like two icebergs. Wherever the fists passed, the space trembled, as if even the heaven and earth changed color.
Seeing this, the two dared not be careless at all. They all used their strongest magic weapons and started a fierce battle with Tushan Yaya. The light of the magic weapons and the cold air of the ice intertwined together, illuminating the entire battlefield like the end of the world.
However, even in such a situation, Tushan Yaya never flinched. With her perfect control of her demonic power and her keen intuition about fighting, she repeatedly resolved the attacks of the two and gradually gained the upper hand.
"This...how is this possible?"
The two Dao League elders were filled with shock and confusion. They had never thought that they would be defeated by this seemingly petite fox demon. However, the facts lay before them, and they had to accept this cruel reality.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me."
Tushan Yaya's eyes were still as cold as ever, but there was also a hint of fatigue that was barely noticeable. Her voice was soft, but it was like an icy blade that pierced the depths of their hearts.
"We... indeed underestimated you. I didn't expect that besides Tushan Honghong, there is also a strong person like you in Tushan."
One of the elders was gasping for breath, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"As long as you promise not to invade Tushan again for the Pure Yangyan, I can let you go."
Tushan does not kill people. This was the rule that Tushan Honghong set in order to promote peace between humans and demons. To this day, Tushan Yaya still sticks to this belief.
"Then can you, Tushan, guarantee that you will not use the pure Yangyan to harm the human world?"
Another elder held on, staring at Tushan Yaya with sharp eyes, his tone full of doubt.
Tushan Yaya's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard this. After a moment, she finally spoke: "Since my sister took over Tushan, Tushan has never killed anyone. Even for people like you who intend to harm Tushan, we only give them a small punishment."
When the two questioned Tushan, Tushan Yaya immediately felt murderous intent in her heart, because these two people were not questioning him, but her sister and her efforts for the peace of transsexuals over the years.
Tushan Honghong has always been the biggest Achilles' heel in Tushan Yaya's heart. Any tarnish to her reputation will make her show her coldest side without hesitation.
But at this moment, she chose to restrain herself, because she was the current king of Tushan. She could not let her momentary anger blind her eyes, nor could she let the future of Tushan fall into crisis because of her momentary impulse.
"It was the decision of the Dao League to come to Tushan to ask for someone. We are just elders of the Dao League and we are executing the orders of the Dao League. But in today's battle, we have learned the strength of Tushan and witnessed Tushan's determination. Regarding the matter of Pure Yangyan, we will report it to the Dao League truthfully and seek a more reasonable solution." The two elders looked at each other and nodded tacitly. They understood that it was meaningless to continue to be an enemy of Tushan, and it would only increase casualties. The strength shown by Tushan Yaya also made them realize that Tushan was not someone who could be easily provoked.
"I hope you can keep your promise, otherwise, Tushan will never sit idly by." Tushan Yaya's voice was soft, but it was full of unquestionable majesty. She slowly put away her magic power, and the cold air around her gradually dissipated, as if the thrilling battle just now was just an illusion.
The two elders bowed and then gave an order. The Taoist disciples who were still attacking Tushan stopped fighting. For a moment, only Ximen Tianyu and Wang Rui were still fighting.
In order to gain the upper hand in the battle, the two men were almost completely focused, with only each other in their eyes. Every collision between the Pure Yangyan Sword and the Golden Scale Sword burst out with dazzling light, like two meteors clashing fiercely in mid-air.
As the battle progressed, the two men's movements became faster and faster, and every intersection of sword light and flames was accompanied by a deafening roar. The crowd watching the battle was shocked by this powerful momentum and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected.
"Ya'er, stop them quickly! I can feel that the pure Yangyan power in Tianyu's body is getting out of control. If it continues like this, it will not only hurt himself, but it may also cause unpredictable consequences."
As a great doctor, Cui Yuling had a keen sense of Ximen Tianyu's physical condition. She frowned and shouted to Tushan Yaya anxiously.
Tushan Yaya's face instantly turned serious when she heard this. She knew very well that if the power of Pure Yangyan got out of control, Ximen Tianyu would be burned to ashes by his own flames.
She flashed and instantly appeared between Ximen Tianyu and Wang Rui. She waved her hands lightly, and a strong chill instantly spread out, forcibly separating the swords and flames that were about to collide.
"Stop!" Tushan Yaya's voice was cold and firm. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, shooting straight into Wang Rui's eyes. Then, he was slammed away and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Ximen Tianyu also froze because of the sudden chill. The pure Yangyan flame flickered around him, as if he was also fighting against the chill. He looked up at Tushan Yaya, and the solemnity in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
"Sister Yaya..."
Seeing the person coming, Ximen Tianyu subconsciously wanted to take the Pure Yang Flame back into his body, but the Pure Yang Flame seemed to have lost his control and continued to rage around him. The color of the flame became darker and darker, and the temperature became higher and higher, almost swallowing him whole.
"Tianyu, calm down!"
Tushan Yaya's voice penetrated the noise of the flames and reached Ximen Tianyu's ears clearly. She quickly approached, forming seals with her hands, and a pure and powerful cold air gushed out from her palms, seeping into Ximen Tianyu's body like a trickle, fiercely fighting against the out-of-control pure Yangyan.
Ximen Tianyu gritted his teeth and tried to cooperate with Tushan Yaya's actions. He knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous and that he would be doomed if he was not careful. But he also understood that Tushan Yaya was saving him, so he had to trust her and try his best to control the fire in his body.
However, just as he was about to suppress the spiritual power that was constantly gushing out of his body, he felt a sharp pain in his meridians.
(End of this chapter)