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"Rumble!"

In the sky, a flaming divine sword fell down like a meteor. The scorching pure yang energy was like a blazing sun, vast and boundless!

In the next moment, the sword, in an unstoppable posture, landed on the Yin Sha's baleful scythe, and an earth-shattering explosion occurred.

On one side was the pure Yang energy that represented the utmost Yang energy, and on the other side was a rare yin energy. The extent of the collision between yin and yang was simply unimaginable.

In an instant, the rain of fire erupted like a volcano, dyeing the entire sky red. The powerful pure yang energy contained within was even more frightening.

Cang Yun's sword strike contained the power of a deity. Although this power was far from being able to reach the peak of a deity, it might not even reach a tenth of that of a deity, but there was no doubt that it was powerful.

The moment the Pure Yang Sword touched the scythe, it was like ice and snow meeting the sun. It quickly dissipated and in a few breaths of time, it turned into nothingness without a single trace left behind.

After that, the Pure Yang Sword continued its downward slash towards the Yin Sha.

"No!"

The Yin Sha roared out in indignation. The pure yang energy that filled the sky continued to corrode its body, emitting creepy sounds. The sword hadn't even arrived at its target when its body began to twist and deform.

An incomparable pain rose as the Yin Sha roared ferociously. Under the shine of the Yang energy, it was like a ghost that had fallen into the underworld, instantly experiencing the most painful punishment in the world.

BOOM!

In the next moment, the Pure Yang Sword viciously struck the Yin Sha's body amidst a howl of unwillingness to die.

The pure yang energy was like a bomb that crazily flowed in all directions, stirring up a storm in the sky. The entire battlefield seemed to have become an apocalypse scene.

Without a doubt, the power of the immortal-ranked elder, Xian Yang, was enough for Yin Sha to fight against the supreme expert, Murong Nantian, and the father and daughter, Murong Yi, who had activated the forbidden technique. However, under the power of the elder's sword, the immortals couldn't resist at all, and this was only the power of a fragment of their soul.

Within the battlefield, Cang Yun was also deeply shocked by the power of this sword. As expected of someone who had created an era, he was simply inconceivably strong.

At the same time he was shocked, Cang Yun did not let down his guard in the slightest. He tightly stared at the center of the battlefield, not letting off even the slightest of movements.

And in his eyes, the Yin Sha figure was becoming increasingly faint, like a ball of boiling water under high temperatures. It gradually vaporized, eventually turning into a cloud of smoke and then disappearing without a trace.

The only thing left behind were a series of mournful and indignant roars that reverberated through the forest for a while. Finally, it slowly returned to its calm state as the storm subsided.

End...

Cang Yun let out a long sigh of relief at this moment.

The next moment, he suddenly thought of something as guilt flashed across his face. He quickly turned around and looked at the beautiful figure behind him.

However, the figure slowly fell under his gaze. It was like a flower petal that had left the stamen as it floated down solitarily.

This scene gave rise to an inexplicable sense of love and sorrow. The beautiful flowers ultimately withered at her most gorgeous moment, as if it was an endless cycle of fate.

Cang Yun's expression was sorrowful as he walked over silently. After a long period of silence, two drops of tears filled with guilt flowed down his face.

"I'm sorry …"