Star Temple, in the Star Picking Pavilion.
Zhan Wushuang, who had hurried back from the demon clan day and night, was reporting on the situation of the battle, and only her voice echoed in the hall.
Leng Xiqiu listened to the report in silence, his face expressionless, showing no emotion or anger, which made Zhan Wushuang uneasy.
After a long time, Leng Xiqiu's cold words came out: "Leng Yue is missing, Leng Xing is rushing back? Saint Lin Qingyan also suddenly and secretly returned?"
"Yes!" Zhan Wushuang nodded heavily.
"Did he order you to withdraw first?" Leng Xiqiu asked in a calm tone.
Zhan Wushuang felt an inexplicable aura flowing around him, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He quickly handed over the jade slip and said, "Yes, this is the last order given by the Demon Lord."
Leng Xiqiu waved her hand to the jade slip, looked at it carefully, and asked softly: "Where is his sword?"
"The demon king's immortal-killing demon sword has been broken and was taken away by Xuan Huaiyu from Xuanyue Palace." Zhan Wushuang replied anxiously.
Leng Xiqiu smiled sadly, waved his hands half-heartedly and said, "I know, let's go down."
After all the swords were destroyed and people died, and the body and soul disappeared, did you really remember to leave these few remaining defeated generals for me?
You guy, you don't remember a single important thing, but you do remember such irrelevant things.
Zhan Wushuang didn't dare to say anything more and went down in fear.
Leng Xiqiu sat alone on the throne of Zhaixing Pavilion, feeling the desolation and loneliness in the palace, and everything in the world was so boring and boring.
She stretched out her hand and gently touched the suddenly slightly wider throne, and whispered to herself: "It seems you still can't sit on this throne!"
She slowly stood up and walked outside the Star Reaching Pavilion. The throne behind her silently turned into ashes and disappeared.
"However, it doesn't matter if you don't sit on this throne. It's cold and weird, and I don't like it either."
She disappeared from the Star Reaching Pavilion in a few steps. She was wearing a swaying black dress, her long hair was swaying, and she walked out of the Star Temple with her bare feet.
Her movements were silent, the wind was gentle, and the black lotus clothes on her body were filled with black ripples.
Her steps were light and steady. Every time she stepped down, a black lotus blossomed under her feet, supporting her and spreading out slowly.
These black lotus flowers exude a mysterious and strange light, shining as brightly as stars in the night.
Their petals are as soft as silk, shining with a deep black light, as if they were nightmare flowers born from a dream.
At this moment, everyone in the Star Temple felt a terrifying pressure coming down, as if some monster was coming out of its cage.
Leng Xiqiu walked step by step outside the Star Temple. No one dared to stop him, no one dared to ask a question, and no one even dared to raise his head.
Just as she was about to leave the Star Temple, there was a tall woman who looked like a god standing there waiting for her outside the gate of the Star Temple.
The woman was wearing a white and gold dress. The delicate lines on the dress outlined exquisite patterns and patterns, which emitted a shimmering light, like stars twinkling, making her look like a god.
Holy Queen Yao Ruoyan!
She didn't know when she was standing guard outside the Star Temple, waiting for Leng Xiqiu's arrival.
The two seemingly supreme rulers of the current Star Temple stood opposite each other for the first time, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The breeze blew by, and the hem of Yao Ruoyan's white-gold skirt gently brushed the ground, as if there was the afterglow of the morning sun behind her.
Leng Xiqiu's feet were covered with black lotuses, which swayed, exuding bursts of intoxicating fragrance. She stood barefoot among the flowers like a witch coming to the world.
The two men, one gold and one black, divided the Star Temple into two halves, as if they were two ancient gods confronting each other.
Leng Xiqiu's eyes were as cold as knives, and his tone was cold as he asked: "You want to stop me?"
Yao Ruoyan sensed her hostility and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "What does the Supreme Elder want?"
"Kill!" Leng Xiqiu said coldly.
"Elder Taishang, think twice, and please put the overall situation first!" Yao Ruoyan advised seriously.
"Overall situation? Whose?" Leng Xiqiu asked.
"From the Star Temple!" Yao Ruoyan replied with a solemn expression.
Leng Xiqiu sneered and said disdainfully: "What does that have to do with me? That's your responsibility!"
"How come it has nothing to do with you? You are the Supreme Elder of the Star Temple!" Yao Ruoyan said seriously.
"Then I don't deserve to be the Supreme Elder. Anyway, it's the same with or without me. I'll give it back to you."
Leng Xiqiu threw away the token that symbolized the Supreme Elder of the Star Temple, which also symbolized that she had given up all the power of the Star Temple.
She gave Yao Ruoyan a cold look and said, "Now, get out of the way!"
Yao Ruoyan took the token, looked at Leng Xiqiu carefully, and sighed to get out of the way.
"That's not what I meant. I will keep this token for the Supreme Elder and return it when the Supreme Elder comes back."
Leng Xiqiu didn't say much and wanted to leave, but Yao Ruoyan still moved her steps lightly and blocked her.
"Yao Ruoyan, what do you mean?" Leng Xiqiu's eyes were slightly cold.
Yao Ruoyan raised her hand, and a set of magic knives flashing with lightning appeared in her hand. This set of magic knives consisted of a long knife and nine short blades.
The magic knife has a silvery white luster, and the blade is slender and sharp. The fine purple lines on its surface outline a special pattern. The lightning flashes on the blade like lightning.
The nine short blades rotated around the long sword, like a whirlwind, and like stars over the moon.
These short blades also emit purple lightning, flickering erratically, making the entire magic sword exude a natural power.
The design of the short blades is exquisite and sharp, each one is independent and agile, as if ready to attack at any time, drinking blood and returning.
Leng Xiqiu looked at her doubtfully. This set of purple thunder swords was Yao Ruoyan's artifact. It was an extremely rare set of son-mother artifacts. She had been envious of it for a long time.
Yao Ruoyan said softly: "It's a bit shameless to end the battle personally! This set of purple thunder knives was lent to the Supreme Elder. Although it is not as smooth as your previous ability to kill Xiangsi, it is better than nothing."
Leng Xiqiu looked at her in surprise, knowing that once she had this set of purple thunder knives in hand, and paired with the black lotus clothes, she would be almost invincible.
But she still shook her head and said: "No need!"
She walked around Yao Ruoyan, her figure flashing in a few steps, and as she walked further and further, the path where the black lotus spread out became longer and longer.
This black lotus road extended out on the ground of the Star Temple, like a mysterious passage, leading her to unknown distances.
Leng Xiqiu finally disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only Yao Ruoyan and everyone in the Star Temple with a decisive figure behind them.
As Leng Xiqiu left, the black lotuses left behind her gradually dissipated in the Star Temple, but this scene left an eternal impression in everyone's memory.
Everyone couldn't help but think of that generation and the descriptions of Leng Xiqiu in ancient books.
The jade feet crush the shadows of the stars, and there is only one person who is the most beautiful in the world.
Yao Ruoyan looked at her leaving figure complicatedly, sighed, and said softly: "I hope you are confident and not destroyed together."
To be fair, she had no ill feelings toward Leng Xiqiu, a saint from thousands of years ago, and even had some respect for her.
Even without the threat of Luo Hu, she did not want such a woman who was the best of her generation to perish.
But Leng Xiqiu had decided to leave, and there was nothing she could do.
