Chapter 194: My husband took it by force, why should he return it?
Yang Ling's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he waved his right hand lightly. Suddenly, the world was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and petals fell like a dream, each of which contained unfathomable power.

"One year the flowers bloom, and the king reigns supreme!"

Yang Ling let out a low shout and instantly transformed into countless figures, each of them with a fierce momentum, killing towards the five Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

In the rain of flowers, Yang Ling's figure was looming, like a ghost, making it hard to predict.

When Taiyi Zhenren and others saw this, their faces changed drastically. They had never imagined that Yang Ling could display such peerless magical powers.

During the fierce battle, Yang Ling dodged the attacks of the five Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect while constantly mocking them: "Fellow Daoists, you want to take back the treasure with such means? You should go back and practice for a few hundred more years!"

Whenever Taiyi Zhenren and others' attacks were about to hit Yang Ling, he could always easily resolve them with the Dao Fruits of "Stillness" and "Dissolution".

When they finally defeated Yang Ling, they found out that it was just a fake body and the real body had already moved to another place.

After casting the spell of "Flowers Bloom in a Thought" and dominating the world, every blooming fairy flower becomes an incarnation, which can switch freely between reality and illusion, making it hard to guard against.

In the fierce battle, Yang Ling's eyes were sharp. He kept observing the methods of the five Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. He silently practiced the "fighting" secret in his mind and evolved the magic spells and supernatural powers he saw one by one.

His figure shuttled through the rain of flowers, and every step he took was accompanied by supreme divine power.

Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren and others became more and more frightened as the fight went on. They discovered that Yang Ling's strength not only far exceeded their imagination, but also that every time they fought, Yang Ling could find flaws in their attacks and then counterattack in a more sharp way.

"How could he be so strong?" Taiyi Zhenren was confused and felt an unprecedented pressure.

Although Jade Ding Zhenren's colorful sword light was extremely sharp, it disappeared like a drop in the ocean in Yang Ling's rain of flowers.

The golden lions of Samantabhadra were dissolved one by one in Yang Ling's petals, without causing even a ripple.

The lotus sword energy of Manjusri Taoist seemed like a harmless scenery in Yang Ling's hands, and the heavenly thunder of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun became vulnerable in front of Yang Ling's sun true fire.

The battle lasted for a while, and the five Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao were already sweating profusely. Their magic power was consumed greatly, but Yang Ling was still in high spirits, as if the battle had not yet begun.

Taiyi Zhenren knew very well that if they continued like this, not only would they fail to take back the treasure, they might even suffer heavy losses.

His eyes darkened, and he said to the other four people: "My fellow apprentices, we must change our strategy, otherwise..."

He didn't finish, but the others understood what he meant.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun frowned and said distressedly: "Without the help of spiritual treasures, our strength is indeed greatly reduced. Even the power of our magic spells is less than 70% of the usual power!"

Facing an opponent like Yang Ling, even the slightest gap could have a huge impact, and at this moment they had lost their previous advantage.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was constantly calculating in his mind, looking for a glimmer of hope, but the current situation did not seem optimistic.

Jade Ding Zhenren's face was solemn, his eyes were fixed on Yang Ling, and he said in a deep voice: "I wonder if the rare treasure in Yang Ling's hand that can drop spiritual treasures has any effect on spiritual soldiers?"

Taiyi Zhenren understood what he meant, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he said hesitantly: "If you guess wrong, we will lose another spiritual weapon."

"How do we know if we don't try?" Jade Ding Zhenren said in a deep voice: "We have reached a point where we must give it a try."

Taiyi Zhenren was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

He knew that in this situation, they didn't have much choice but to take a risk or escape in disgrace.

A trace of determination flashed across Master Yu Ding's eyes. His body shook slightly, and suddenly a sword emitting a cold light appeared in his hand.

The sword is a deep black in color, and is engraved with dense runes. Each rune seems to contain the power to destroy the world.

"Behead the Immortal!"

Master Yu Ding let out a low shout, and the Immortal Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling sword light. The sword light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Yang Ling frowned slightly. He could feel that the power of the sword light falling from the sky had more than doubled in an instant.

Although he had many incarnations, they were like thin paper in front of the sharpness of the Immortal-Slaying Sword and were chopped off one after another.

Upon seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren, Manjusri Taoist, Puxian Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun were all cheered up. A magic sword appeared in each of their hands, which turned into streams of light and rushed towards Yang Ling in front of them.

Yang Ling's expression became solemn, and his figure became more erratic in the rain of flowers, but facing such a fierce attack, he also felt unprecedented pressure.

At this critical moment, a figure slowly walked out from the map of mountains and rivers. The man was wearing a white robe, had a peerless appearance, and held a dark red fairy sword in his hand. A strange light flowed on the sword.

Yunhua's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention.

She had an expressionless face and gently swung the dark red fairy sword in her hand. A dazzling sword light condensed on the tip of the sword.

The grass-character sword technique!

A blade of grass can cut down the sun, moon and stars!
The sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor, and the sword intent that penetrated the heavens and the earth slashed directly towards the center of the battlefield. At that moment, it seemed that even the space was torn apart by the sword light, forming a deep crack.

This sword seemed to have the power to cross mountains and rivers and cut through time and space.

Under this sword, the offensive of Jade Ding Zhenren and others instantly became fragmented. "How is it possible?"

Jade Ding Zhenren's expression suddenly changed, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

He had met Yunhua a few years ago. Although this princess of heaven possessed extraordinary divine power, she was far from being his opponent!

But now, the power of this sword far exceeded his imagination!
"What kind of magical power is this?"

"How come her swordsmanship is so profound?"

"Wait... look at the magic sword in her hand!"

"Is that... the Avici Sword, the companion spiritual treasure of the Styx Patriarch?"

"How could such a treasure fall into her hands?"

"..."

Taiyi Zhenren, Manjusri Taoist and other Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were discussing the matter, all with shocked expressions on their faces.

Yun Hua stood in front of Yang Ling, her eyes were like torches, her voice was as cold as ice: "You five Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect actually joined forces to deal with my husband, do you really have no shame at all?"

Taiyi Zhenren's face darkened slightly. As a Taoist master, he always prided himself on being elegant and graceful, but now he was being criticized in public by a young woman, and he immediately felt ashamed.

He turned to look at Yang Ling and shouted in a deep voice: "As long as you hand over the treasure we are waiting for, we will leave immediately and not bother you any more."

Without waiting for Yang Ling to answer, Yun Hua sneered, with a flash of disdain in his eyes: "Master Taiyi, why don't you hand over all your merits and blessings?"

Taiyi Zhenren was so angry that his face turned blue. He said angrily: "The Merit and Celebration Cloud was accumulated by us brothers and sisters bit by bit. Why should we hand it over?"

Yunhua laughed sarcastically: "Those treasures were also obtained by my husband with his own ability, why should I return them to you?"

"..."

Taiyi Zhenren shouted angrily: "You are just making up a story. How can it be the same? Your husband relied on the rare treasure to rob our treasure. Shouldn't he return it?"

Yun Hua said coldly: "My husband has always done good deeds and never robbed other people's treasures. You must have attacked him first, and my husband had no choice but to fight back!"

Hearing this, Manjusri Taoist and Jade Ding Zhenren both remained silent.

They were indeed the first to take action.

But Taiyi Zhenren was not convinced and angrily shouted: "I didn't provoke your husband. He came up and forcibly took away my Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!"

Yun Hua could not help but scolded angrily upon hearing this: "How dare you say that! Shi Ji was so innocent, yet you suppressed her in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover and wanted to refine her to death!

Fortunately, my husband was kind-hearted and could not bear to see this, so he came to her rescue in time and saved her life. You, the masters of the Chan Sect, always claim to uphold the Way of Heaven, but you do such cruel things, which is simply intolerable to Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren became furious. His face turned pale, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he rushed towards Yunhua in an instant with a whisk in one hand and a magic sword in the other.

The sword light on the immortal sword flashed dazzlingly, and the whisk was flying, trying to trap Yunhua in it.

However, Yang Ling had already been prepared. With a slight wave of his right hand, an invisible force condensed in his palm and directly transformed into a hand of destruction, which slapped Taiyi Zhenren fiercely.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Taiyi Zhenren was blown away like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into the distant mountain wall, causing rocks to shatter and dust to fly.

After slapping Taiyi Zhenren away, Yang Ling finally had time to look at Yunhua, "Didn't I tell you to hide in the painting world with the child? Why did you come out?"

Yunhua smiled slightly, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "My husband is fighting with others outside, how can I hide inside and watch the show?

I want to help you share some of the burden.”

After hearing this, Yang Ling felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that although Yun Hua was strong, he was still somewhat powerless against the five Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

He reached out and gently lifted a strand of Yunhua's hair that had fallen in front of him and whispered, "With you by my side, I have nothing to fear."

Yun Hua's eyes sparkled and he nodded gently, "Then today we two husband and wife will join forces to fight the enemy!"

In the distance, Taiyi Zhenren climbed out of the rubble, his face as gloomy as water. He knew that the situation today was no longer favorable to them.

He looked at the Avici Sword in Yunhua's hand, and was secretly alert.

The power of the top-grade spiritual treasure is so strong that it is enough to make up for the shortcomings of Yunhua's Taoism realm and allow her to exert the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal level!

Manjusri, Samantabhadra and other fellow disciples all looked at him.

"What should we do now?"

(End of this chapter)