The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 470

"This is their lair, we must proceed with caution." Ren Xiaoyao whispered, his brows extremely solemn.

Liu Mengli nodded, took out an exquisite jade flute from her sleeve, and blew it gently. The sound of the flute was melodious, but it carried a mysterious power that paralyzed some of the simple mechanisms around them, opening a gap for them to sneak in.

Going deep into the valley, a fierce battle is inevitable. Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli join forces to face the elite masters of Tianji Pavilion. The flashes of swords, the sounds of flutes and the interweaving of sword energy, every move and every style is full of determination of life and death and persistence in justice.

The fierce battle lasted until night, and the fire in the valley illuminated half the sky red. Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, the old man and the young man in blue led the reinforcements from various major sects to arrive, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

"Ren Xiaoyao, we are here!" The old man's voice penetrated the battlefield and gave everyone great encouragement.

In the end, with the joint efforts of everyone, the conspiracy of Tianji Pavilion was completely crushed, and the world of martial arts returned to temporary peace.

After the battle, everyone gathered outside the valley to celebrate the victory and mourn for the heroes who died. Under the moonlight, Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli stood side by side, looking at the starry sky.

"It's all over at last." Liu Mengli said softly.

Ren Xiaoyao smiled and held her hand. "No, this is just the beginning. But as long as we are together, there is nothing we can't overcome."

"Yes, together." Liu Mengli shook his hand back, her eyes flashing with infinite longing and determination for the future.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, this adventure has come to an end, but their story will continue to be written, leaving more immortal legends in this world.

"Brother Xiaoyao, look!" Liu Mengli pointed to a huge rock not far away. On it, a few lines of large characters had been carved at some point in time. They were vigorous and powerful, as if to commemorate today's victory.

Ren Xiaoyao walked over and saw in the moonlight that it was inscribed: "Today's battle will bring peace to the world. The name of the hero will be remembered forever."

He turned to look at Liu Mengli, his eyes full of tenderness: "Whose handwriting is this? It's quite heroic."

"It was the young man in blue. He said that he wanted future generations to remember this day and remember everyone who shed their blood for this land." Liu Mengli explained with admiration in her tone.

Ren Xiaoyao felt a surge of warmth in his heart when he heard this. He sighed softly, "Everyone in the martial arts world has their own desires, but this kind of protective heart is the most rare."

At this time, the old man slowly walked over, with a gratified smile on his face, and patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder: "Good boy, you did it. The martial arts world is lucky because of you."

Ren Xiaoyao bowed respectfully: "Senior, you are too kind. This is all thanks to the efforts of everyone. I am not worthy of this."

The old man waved his hand, his eyes wise: "The road ahead is still long, you and Mengli are the hope of the martial arts world. Remember, the real challenge is often after you think you have calmed down."

"Junior has made note of this." Ren Xiaoyao answered solemnly, his eyes firm.

As the night deepened, the crowd gradually dispersed and the valley returned to tranquility. Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli strolled in the moonlight, their shadows stretched out very long, as if foreshadowing that they still had a long way to go.

"Mengli, what are your plans for the future?" Ren Xiaoyao broke the silence with a gentle voice.

Liu Mengli stopped and looked up at the starry sky: "I think I will always be by your side, rain or shine. As long as it is the path you choose, I will accompany you."

Ren Xiaoyao's heart warmed up, and he gently embraced her in his arms: "Then let us go together, whether it is to find the lost martial arts secrets or to solve the unsolved mysteries of the martial arts world, as long as we go together, we will have nothing to fear."

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, with only the sound of each other's heartbeats echoing in the air. The mountain breeze blew gently, carrying a faint scent of flowers, as if even nature was blessing this couple.

"Brother Xiaoyao, tell me, how many unknowns are waiting for us in this world?" Liu Mengli's voice was filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Ren Xiaoyao smiled, and his smile showed his infinite longing for the future: "The world is so vast that nothing is impossible. As long as we hold justice in our hearts and move forward bravely, no matter how many unknowns there are, they will all be revealed one by one."

The two smiled at each other, continued to move forward hand in hand, and disappeared into the night. Their backs became the most beautiful scenery of the night, as if telling the world that in a corner of the world, there are always some people who continue to write their own legends for the beliefs in their hearts.

And this story about love and courage will also be sung and become a legend in the martial arts world of future generations.

"By the way, Mengli, did that young man in blue leave his name?" Ren Xiaoyao suddenly thought of the mysterious engraver and felt a little curious.

Liu Mengli shook her head, her hair fluttering gently: "He only said that he was a speck of dust in the world and did not want to leave his name. But his swordsmanship always feels familiar to me."

"The universe can be seen in the dust. Perhaps, we will meet it again." Ren Xiaoyao looked into the distance, his eyes flashing with expectations for the future.

They walked along the winding path, the moonlight was like a wash, and the silver glow covered the ground. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the night, and a figure staggered out of the woods and fell directly in front of the two.

Ren Xiaoyao was quick to move forward and support the man. He saw that the man was an elderly martial artist with a pale face and blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Liu Mengli quickly took out the golden wound medicine she carried with her and prepared to treat the old man's wound.

The old man panted, with a flash of fear in his eyes: "The evil cult... 'Netherworld' has reappeared in the world, they are looking for...looking for..."

"Don't be anxious, senior. Take your time." Ren Xiaoyao comforted him, but he was startled in his heart. The Netherworld was an evil force that was eradicated by the righteous martial arts many years ago.

The old man swallowed his saliva and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "...the method of disintegrating the devil..." Before he finished speaking, a cloth bag in his hand slipped to the ground, and a roll of yellowed pages was vaguely revealed inside.

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked and quickly took the cloth bag. He opened it and found that it was the fragment of the long-lost "Demon Disintegration Method". If this secret book fell into the hands of the Netherworld, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Senior, don't worry, we will definitely stop them." Liu Mengli said firmly. Although her voice was soft, it carried unquestionable power.

The old man nodded gratefully, then closed his eyes, his peaceful expression seeming to be a reflection of his trust and entrustment to them.

The night fell silent again, but the tranquility at this moment was different from the past, and a sense of urgency quietly permeated. Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli looked at each other, and there was no need to say much, as they both knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but their hearts were more closely connected because of this.

"Mengli, let's set off immediately to look for clues about the Netherworld. This time, it's not only for the martial arts world, but also for the last wish of this senior." Ren Xiaoyao's words were full of determination.

"Brother Xiaoyao, no matter what the road ahead holds, I will fight alongside you." Liu Mengli held his hand tightly, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.

The two quickly packed up and set off on a new journey. Under the moonlight, the two figures gradually walked away, leaving behind their firm steps and undying faith. In this world full of unknowns and challenges, their story has just begun...

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you remember what you said? As long as we are together, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome." Liu Mengli said as he walked, his words full of confidence.

"Of course I remember, Mengli." Ren Xiaoyao smiled softly, his eyes gentle, "Because of you, my sword is no longer lonely, and my road is no longer long. Let us work together to bring this light to every dark corner."

Their conversation, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, drifted in the night breeze like an unfinished ballad, foreshadowing more adventures and challenges, as well as the unchanging chivalrous and tender feelings.

The night was dark, and the occasional howling of wild animals in the forest added a bit of weirdness to this journey. Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli traveled through the dense forest in the moonlight, and every step was extremely cautious. They knew that the reappearance of the Netherworld was no accident, and there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it.

"Mengli, why do you think that senior appeared here? Logically speaking, the people from the Netherworld Palace should be extremely secretive in their actions." Ren Xiaoyao analyzed as he walked, trying to find clues from the details.

Liu Mengli frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, he deliberately led us into this matter. After all, there are not many young people who can fight against the Netherworld Palace. We may have been regarded as the key."

"Intentionally leading us..." Ren Xiaoyao chewed on these words, his eyes gradually becoming sharper, "Then, we must not let them succeed. We must find the remaining parts of the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method" before they do, and uncover the truth about the return of the Netherworld."

At this moment, a few wisps of light black smoke slowly rose on the forest path ahead, as if something was waiting for them. Ren Xiaoyao immediately signaled Liu Mengli to slow down, and the two approached quietly.

"Someone is coming, be careful." Ren Xiaoyao warned in a low voice, while tightening his grip on the long sword at his waist. Liu Mengli also had her whip ready, and looked around vigilantly.

The black smoke became thicker and thicker until a figure slowly walked out of the smoke. The man was wearing a black cloak and a mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, staring at them quietly.

"Who are you, master? Why are you blocking my road so late at night? What do you want?" Ren Xiaoyao asked loudly, with an authority in his voice that could not be ignored.

The man in black did not answer immediately, but slowly raised his right hand with his palm facing up. A black token reflected a faint luster in the moonlight - the symbol of the Underworld.

"Youming Mansion, long time no see." Ren Xiaoyao smiled coldly, but the flame of fighting was burning in his eyes. "Since you have come to our door, let us see if you have made any progress over the years."

The man in black let out a deep laugh, as if it came from the underworld: "Ren Xiaoyao, Liu Mengli, I have heard of your names for a long time. Unfortunately, today will be the end of you."

As soon as the words fell, the black smoke around them suddenly rose up, and more men in black emerged from the darkness and surrounded the two. The moonlight was blocked, and it was pitch black all around, with only the eyes of the men in black flashing with strange light.

"Mengli, stand back to back and get ready for battle." Ren Xiaoyao ordered in a low voice while drawing his sword from its sheath. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy was ready to be unleashed.

Liu Mengli followed his instructions and stood behind Ren Xiaoyao, with the whip flying in her hand, like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, ready to fight back at any time. Although the two were surrounded, the eye contact between them was extremely firm.

"Come on, you running dogs of the Netherworld, let's see who will have the last day of his life!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted and rushed towards the nearest man in black. His sword flashed like a dragon, invincible.

The battle broke out instantly, with sword shadows and whip shadows interweaving, and every confrontation stirred up waves of energy. Ren Xiaoyao and Liu Mengli cooperated tacitly, one attacking and one defending, like a pair of war gods who had fought side by side for many years.

After a fierce battle, the men in black gradually lost their strength and were defeated one by one. Just when they thought the crisis was over, the man in black holding the token suddenly let out a sharp scream, and black air swirled around him. His size suddenly increased several times, like a huge shadow covering them.

"This is... an evil skill!" Liu Mengli exclaimed. She had never seen such an evil martial art.

"Mengli, step back!" Ren Xiaoyao stood in front of Liu Mengli, the sword light surged, and pierced the black-clothed man's vital point.

The man in black sneered, dodged the attack easily, and slapped back with his palm. The powerful energy forced Ren Xiaoyao to retreat repeatedly.

"Brother Xiaoyao, let's attack together!" Seeing this, Liu Mengli swung the whip and wrapped it around the black-clothed man's arm, trying to restrict his movements.