The Saintess Has A Showdown 413

Chapter 413: Good Heavens, She’s Awake!

Bang!

With a loud crack, half of the black swan’s body shattered, scattering like icy dust.

The Nether Princess Bai Xue, its mourning dress undisturbed, its aura calm, hadn’t even flinched.

Then, before Ye Tianyu could react, the Nether Princess wrapped its cold arms around it.

“Hiss~~~~”

Ye Tianyu shuddered, icy tendrils erupting from its body, even its eyes emitting a freezing mist.

The Nether Princess Bai Xue, holding the shivering, now-frozen black swan, flipped it over, its censored front now facing the Sea Region.

“…”
“…”

Even exposed in such a manner, Ye Tianyu felt no shame, but the surging purple spirit energy in the distance made it tremble.

The shattered remains of the purple doll, the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, were reforming.

A few moments later, fully restored, the purple, horned doll floated in the air, its movements erratic, a bizarre pre-attack ritual, its small hands clasped behind its back.

Hum—

A highly concentrated sphere of spirit energy, swirling with purple, crystalline patterns like a miniature galaxy, formed in its palms.

The spirit energy pulsed, expanding and contracting, its light flickering, then suddenly erupted outwards, a massive purple star enveloping the entire Sea Region.

The world trembled, the sky and earth shaking, a scene of apocalyptic destruction.

Wait, what were they planning…?

Ye Tianyu’s eyes, filled with purple light, widened in disbelief.

Facing the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa’s massive spirit bomb, the Nether Princess Bai Xue showed no fear, still holding Ye Tianyu.

“Coo!” With a soft cry from the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, the massive purple sphere, like a runaway truck, slowly moved forward, flattening everything in its path, before exploding right before Ye Tianyu and the Nether Princess Bai Xue.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

The world lost its color, sound vanished, only distorted black and white lines remained, twisting and shattering.

The earth and the sea crumbled into dust, a wave of purple spirit energy washing over the Sea Region.

The Cold Pupil Saintesses, who had been watching from a safe distance, along with their spirit beasts, were caught in the blast and sent tumbling into the sea.

The deafening roar lasted for a full two minutes, the entire Sea Region seemingly sinking, then, as the dust settled, two figures were revealed at the center of the explosion.

Ye Tianyu, its charred body twitching, its limbs flailing, smelled of roasted goose.

And the Snow Woman in its mourning dress, encased in a block of clear ice, lay motionless, seemingly asleep, protected from the chaotic spirit energy.

“…”
“…”

Before Ye Tianyu could recover, the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa repeated its attack, another massive purple sphere forming.

Seemingly unable to comprehend the Snow Woman’s resilience, the Ice Forged Decapitator, the shimmering ribbon swirling around Shui Yuefei, radiated a chilling aura.

Crack, crack—

Hundreds of icy slashes tore through the air, targeting the Nether Princess Bai Xue and Ye Tianyu, before vanishing.

The Ice Forged Decapitator’s ability wasn’t to increase the power of an attack, but to amplify the damage within a specific area. Therefore, it was rarely used at full power, to avoid destroying entire realms.

However, the Sea Region, being a mythical burial ground, was far more durable than even the Ten Sacred Domains, capable of withstanding the Ice Forged Decapitator’s full power.

The purple sphere exploded again, unleashed by the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, a wave of destructive energy sweeping across the Sea Region, turning everything to dust.

Boom!!!

Sea Region, inside the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace

“What’s going on? Where am I? Why is it so dark?!”

“I was just at the Winter Floating Sky’s entrance exam. Is this the trial area?”

“What’s happening? Are our spirit beasts too scared to come out?”

At this moment, not only the Sea Concubine Palace, but most of the Sea Region’s inhabitants were trapped within the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, fleeing towards the spirit gate leading to the Heavy Rain Realm.

The Sorrowful Saintess might be defeated, and the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace’s final mission was to evacuate the Sea Region.

The Moon Protection Court, devoted followers of the moon, willing to risk their lives to witness the Moon Calamity, would also obey Gong Lianyue’s final command.

Thinking about this, the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace felt a pang of sadness, the noisy chatter of the mortals within even more irritating.

[Be quiet! This Sea Region is about to be destroyed! I’m taking you all to the Heavy Rain Realm!]

[I am the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, First King of the Moon Protection Court!]

Hum—

Sensing the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace’s terrifying, lord-level, legendary aura, the Sea Region inhabitants panicked, the spirit beasts cowering, the human Spirit Masters trembling, unable to even summon their spirit beasts.

Whether Saint-rank or low-rank, mortal or Sun and Moon Realm expert, before the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, they were all insignificant.

The high-ranking Spirit Masters of the major Sea Region factions exchanged shocked glances.

The Sea Region… about to be destroyed?

The Spirit Masters who had fled the Sea Concubine Palace had reported the situation, but they hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly.

Had even the Sorrowful Saintess been defeated?

“Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, can you show us what’s happening?”

Just then, a familiar voice, using a spirit energy transmission, reached the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace. It saw a green-haired woman, Luo Kuxin, the Wrathful Saintess.

This… was supposedly the Sorrowful Saintess’s maid. The Black Moon Dead Tower Palace didn’t attack her, but projected an image of the outside world, of the Sea Concubine Palace, into the sky above.

Let these mortals see the true power they faced, the devastation unfolding.

Boom!!!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!! (Ad nauseam)

However, the moment it projected the image, the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace felt a wave of dizziness, its core vibrating painfully, a deafening roar echoing from the outside.

The Sea Region… it was indeed a scene of devastation, but not from enemy attacks.

Seeing the image projected by the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, the Spirit Masters within felt a chilling dread. This power… it was beyond their comprehension, far exceeding even the strongest spirit beasts they knew, a level unimaginable even for Sun and Moon Realm Spirit Masters.

Above the ruins of the Sea Concubine Palace, a terrifying icy Disaster Ring dominated the sky, replacing the sun and moon.

And that purple, horned doll, taking advantage of the mythical burial ground’s indestructible nature, was unleashing a relentless barrage, its attacks no longer single shots, but a continuous stream of spiraling, purple starlight projectiles.

Like a train, the shimmering purple spheres, linked together, hurtled towards the Nether Princess Bai Xue and Ye Tianyu, exploding in a dazzling display of purple fireworks, like colliding planets, turning everything to dust.

Even just the image of this power was terrifying. They couldn’t imagine facing it directly.

The sea churned, the sky cracked.

The Sea Region, sinking, crumbling, a vast, purple, star-filled sea engulfing everything.

Seeing this, the beings trapped within the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace fell silent.

“This… this… this… what…”

Just then, the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, tears welling up in its eyes, its gaze drawn to a shimmering, watery crescent moon in the distance.

And before the crescent moon, a beautiful, blue-haired woman in a bathrobe and flowing ribbons, her aura holy, divine.

At this moment, everyone understood, their hearts filled with awe.

[Shui Yuefei]

The Sorrowful Saintess hadn’t been defeated, but had recovered her spirit energy, now among the Seventy-Two Titled Concubines of the spirit world!!!

Like a character’s name in an online game, displayed above their head, a title, once bestowed, couldn’t be removed.

At this moment, every being in the Sea Region sensed the shift in power, the vast gulf separating them from those still on the battlefield, beings from another dimension.

The Ice Antelope Grand Concubine, a beautiful, antlered woman with icy hair, stood amidst the exploding spirit energy, its arms crossed, its chilling aura emanating, unfazed.

And beside it, the blue-haired, teardrop-eyed woman, Shui Yuefei, the Sorrowful Saintess, her expression calm, also unaffected.

But the most striking figure was the small, purple doll, its body convulsing as it unleashed a barrage of spirit energy projectiles. The massive, icy Disaster Ring now covering the Sea Region… that was hers.

The Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, Harbinger of the Frozen Calamity, its aura a boundless despair.

The Snow Woman in the mourning dress, its aura similar to the Frost Snow Woman’s, but clearly more powerful, its beauty, its coldness, on a different level, bombarded by the purple spirit energy, its icy armor cracking, its body trembling, yet its expression remained unchanged, unyielding.

And that battered, black swan, its humanoid form barely recognizable, its resilient body withstanding the relentless barrage, a testament to its incredible durability.

Finally, the black-crowned Water Element, with its translucent moth wings, easily recognized as the Sorrowful Saintess’s signature spirit beast.

The Nether Spring Narcissus, its watery hands cupped together, a protective black droplet shielding it from the destructive chaos.

And within the Nether Spring Narcissus’s watery barrier, Gong Xingyu, the Ice Eye Saintess, the Half-Moon Decapitator, the Laughing Red Moon, the Umbrella Immortal, Hong Xiaoqianyu, and the Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner, all sheltered from the shockwave.

“Incredible… can we also participate in such battles one day…?”

After a long silence, the Cloud Moon Sovereign, trapped within the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, whispered in awe.

Even with its inherited memories, it had never witnessed such power, its very soul trembling.

Mortals feared, legendary beings were enthralled.

At this moment, the Sorrowful Saintess’s true power was finally revealed to the Sea Region. They finally understood the reason behind the Sea Concubine Palace’s rapid rise.

In those few, unnoticed years, Gong Lianyue had silently reached the apex of the spirit world.

No, she should be called Shui Yuefei now!

And the Black Moon Dead Tower Palace, no longer fleeing, its lord-level power now sufficient at this distance, its strength second only to the Three Celestial Seats, far greater than those Cold Waterfall Heavenly Gate Spirit Masters who had been swept away, turned back.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Bombarded by the purple starlight, Ye Tianyu’s battered body was almost completely destroyed, but its aura, flickering, still clung to existence, refusing to fade.

Suddenly, its flesh began to shift, the shattered remains covered in a layer of black feathers.

“Are you done yet?! This has gone on long enough!!!”

With an enraged roar, Ye Tianyu’s body erupted with a powerful, black aura, a violent, swirling wind reaching towards the sky.

Having entered its next battle form, Ye Tianyu struggled against the Nether Princess Bai Xue’s icy embrace, but even its newly formed feather armor was frozen, its efforts futile, its eyes once again fixated on the terrifying, approaching purple star.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Tidal waves crashed, spirit energy shattered.

High above the Sea Region, in the clouds, the Ice Antelope Grand Concubine, its arms crossed, its expression unchanged, watched Ye Tianyu’s struggle, its icy eyebrows twitching slightly, as if sensing a threat.

A moment later, a brilliant moonlight, and a terrifying aura, awakened from its slumber.

Within the ice coffin at the bottom of the sea, created by the Nether Princess Bai Xue, a white-haired woman with antlers slowly opened her dull gray eyes, a chilling aura emanating from her.