A rare magical miracle in the world

"Hmm, well said." Bailuo found that Fusang was quite impressive. She had actually read his mind: "Now I will announce the game rules." "From now on, you have about 10 minutes left, because in 10 minutes, the moon above your heads will fall." Bailuo: "During these 10 minutes, if you can leave even a tiny scratch on the two of them, you will win." "If you win, you will be able to save this world. That is my reward to you." "Otherwise." Bailuo snapped his fingers, causing the image of the moon getting incessantly closer to hang above everyone's heads, "It seems I don't need to give you any punishment." "Begin." Without giving the remaining eight people a moment to react, as soon as Bailuo's words finished, Yue Gui directly let go. The girl Lian Jun trembled, and only saw that within the palm of Yue Gui, a pale blue phantom was being extracted from Lian Jun's body—it was her soul. Without it, she might as well be dead. "Soul Extraction Spell!" Daoist Lin waved his peach wood sword, and a great number of yellow talismans continuously poured out of his sleeves. "Snap." A white sleeve waved lightly, and all the yellow talismans were incinerated. Seeing this, Daoist Lin suddenly realized: "She is a zombie!" These yellow talismans, no matter their strength, would ignite on their own upon encountering evil spirits and resentful energies, as a warning sign. Yue Gui's ability to elicit a reaction from the yellow talismans indicated that she must be an entity from below the ground, certainly not a living person. "Nonsense." Being called a zombie, even Yue Gui with her good temperament showed a hint of thin anger between her brows. She casually struck out with both palms, one hitting Lian Jun's back and the other aiming at Daoist Lin from a distance. "Boom!" Accompanied by a deafening explosive sound, Daoist Lin was forcibly blown away, and as for Lian Jun, she spat out a mouthful of black blood, her entire body visibly frosting over at a rapid pace. "Girl!" Old Man Pu, disregarding the danger, rushed forward. He knelt beside his granddaughter, grabbing her wrist: "What's happening? Such powerful evil spirit energy!" "So cold, grandfather." Lian Jun collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Celestial Master Zhang could no longer care about his life and safety, and a substantial amount of thunder burst forth from his body. His strength and speed surged, and with that ability, Celestial Master Zhang managed to compete with Yue Gui for a few exchanges. Unfortunately, the gap between them was still too vast. Using Yatun's level classification, Yue Gui was a Master-level powerhouse who had mastered her Domain. Even without using her Domain, even without Hero's Awakening, she had absolute power to crush ordinary people. In comparison, Celestial Master Zhang, Daoist Lin, and Li Zhen—all three were only at the Transcendent Level and lacked the protection of the Power of Laws. Put bluntly, Dimensional Power was like a rootless duckweed. "Thinking you can be strong just because you borrowed some power is truly laughable." After saying that, Yue Gui pulled back her long sleeve, revealing her snow-white jade hands. Then, she casually pointed at the closest Celestial Master Zhang as well as Daoist Lin and Li Zhen who had just gotten back up, at their chest. "Thump, thump, thump!" Three loud thuds exploded inside their bodies. The eight extraordinary meridians, including the so-called dantian and sea of qi that housed Dimensional Power, were effortlessly shattered by Yue Gui. Decades of arduous cultivation gone in one stroke. With their world turned upside down, they nearly blacked out, on the verge of fainting. "Five taken care of." Yue Gui dealt with five of them, then turned her gaze to the remaining standing Old Black Dog and the Miao Tribe sisters: "You are not worthy to fight against me. Surrender now and don't waste our time." If it wasn't for the limitations of the plane, Yue Gui could have annihilated this world with just a glance, killing everyone in an instant. Unfortunately, Bai Luo was watching from the side. Although Yue Gui was very dominant in front of everyone, in Bai Luo's presence, she was no different from a humble handmaiden. "Hurry up; don't keep His Highness waiting." Bai Luo let them act freely, but how could the two women take that seriously? The Corpse Bride had already sent them multiple messages, urging them to bring this farce to an end. This battle of miracles was, in itself, the Corpse Bride's attempt to cozy up to Bai Luo, to ensure an easier life in the future; Fengdu, on the other hand, hoped to leverage the strength of Ying Muyao and Bai Luo to aid Fairy Yunhua, his dear friend. Calculating against the Master of Miracles, Fengdu was also aware of the stakes involved, so he had already prepared a gift, ready to apologize to Bai Luo and Ying Muyao at any moment. You ask if the Corpse Bride should apologize? Fengdu: Calculating against her is giving her face, alright! "You can't defeat even one; there's still another one here; what should we do?" In reality, Bai Luo was not bored; he waved his hand, removing the Yi Family grandfather and granddaughter, who had lost their combat ability, and the remaining six people still had to fight. "Brother Bai Luo," Miya asked, "do you want to see the difference between the Dimensional Power and the Miracle Power?" "It's a rare opportunity, and of course, I wish to see it." Unfortunately, their strength was too weak for Bai Luo to obtain sufficient information: "It's somewhat disappointing; if only they could be a little stronger." For someone of Bai Luo's status to play with them here was already an enormous favor. Had he not wanted to take the opportunity to see the Dimensional Power in action up close, Bai Luo wouldn't have stayed here any longer; he might as well hasten his search for Feng Wa'er, as her mission was still unresolved. "That's not a problem; I have a way." After Miya spoke, Bai Luo understood her intention: "Are you talking about the one called Yunxiao?" "Do you need me to call her over, Brother Bai Luo?" "Heh." With a slight smile, Bai Luo turned to Fusang standing by his side and said, "Fighting like this is just too dull; let me call someone else over." "Duke Yatun?" Fusang was puzzled, but in the next moment, a sharp sword aura enveloped both her and Yue Gui. "This?!" Fusang was surprised, not by Yunxiao's strength but by her ability to burst directly into this place from above the Imperial Mausoleum. Was the Heavenly Gang Zombie King eating shit? Wasn't he supposed to be blocking these people? "You really have posed a difficult question for us sisters." Yunxiao's strength was at the Quasi-Heroic Level, but the sword in her hand was quite extraordinary, a Master-level artifact. With the sisters unable to exert Heroic Level strength or above at the moment, they feared that they might actually lose face here if they weren't careful. Getting injured was one thing, but being hit by a mere mortal would be a blow to the dignity of a Child of Miracle, after all. "That's more like it!" Bai Luo said with a smile: "Since I am here to watch the battle, it would be dull if you didn't dance together." "Sigh." "As the young mistress commands, so shall it be." Fusang was reluctant, but she had to admit that having the opportunity to dance for Bai Luo's entertainment was indeed an honor. "Sister, you retreat first; be careful." After calling Yue Gui back to her side, Fusang and her sister watched Yunxiao, surrounded by countless Immortal Swords and descending like a Fairy, and showed a look of appreciation: 'To have cultivated to this extent on the Lower Tier plane is truly remarkable.'