My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

The river of time broke, and the boundless light within it could not be stopped at all, crashing down and turning into a sky full of fireflies.

Xu Qi, not missing the opportunity, walked through the air with each step, continuously punching the sky. The sky full of light was extinguished by the force of his fists, and the heavens, originally as bright as day, were gradually hammered back into the World of Ignorance.

This grand and magnificent scene covered the people above, making them yearn without being able to reach it.

Except for Gongsun Guan and Chen Yi, everyone else was greatly shocked, especially the three Saintesses, whose eyes inevitably flickered. No matter how much they didn’t want to acknowledge Purity Saintess as the Ming Venerable in their hearts, after all, she wielded the authority of the Bright Hall, almost on par with the Ming Venerable, but now she could barely hold her ground against the True Heavenly People.

Purity Saintess’s ten fingers danced, instantly changing through nine dharma seals. Each change triggered earth-shaking phenomena, sometimes thick clouds of thunder gathered, sometimes the Milky Way hung upside down, and countless spells poured down like torrents of rain.

Xu Qi’s fist stance changed again, every punch was simple and direct. His Fist Gang sometimes was condensed like a needle, breaking through a single point; sometimes as vast as the ocean, enveloping the four directions. They attacked and retreated, drawing countless afterimages in the sky, and the thunderous roar was incessant.

Suddenly, Xu Qi’s figure flickered like a flash, instantly appearing three feet in front of the Purity Saintess. As his fist was thrown, even the glory of the Bright Hall dimmed!

Purity Saintess finally changed countenance and hastily drew the Bright Hall to protect herself. A resounding clang, like a great bell and grand drum, was heard, and she, along with the hall, was sent flying a thousand feet, the light around her body trembled chaotically.

Xu Qi didn’t follow up on his advantage but halted mid-air, as he hadn’t experienced such...

A thorough and unrestrained thrill.

Chen Yi raised his head, staring at these grand scenes, where even the mere aftershocks were enough to shatter mountains and crack the earth. The Dragon Tail City below them was already dilapidated, but as luck would have it, this place was in the World of Ignorance.

The scene before, where even the River of Time dared to be trampled upon, even the ninety-one battles between Zhou Yitang and the Blind Arrow were far from comparable.

In the ninety-one battles, he could still use inner demons to, at the most critical and crucial moment, thwart the Blind Arrow’s desperate shot, becoming the variable in the battle. Now, in this sensational battle in the heavens, the ones who can subtly influence the battlefield are only the top ten in the world.

Chen Yi turned his gaze slightly to glance at the Demon Sect’s Sect Hierarch standing with his hands behind his back.

It’s a pity that Gongsun Guan wouldn’t intervene.

Perhaps for this Sect Hierarch, whoever becomes the Ming Venerable doesn’t matter. Saying this might sound coarse, but from his perspective, whoever the Ming Venerable is, is already predetermined.

Chen Yi would not place his hopes on Gongsun Guan either; he continued to lightly tap on the Hou Kang Sword with his fingers. The Hou Kang Sword, which was originally emitting a faint glow, became increasingly reserved.

The Old Saintess snapped back to her senses and couldn’t help but say, "You brat, what are you waiting for? After uttering such wild words, you’ve done nothing?"

Chen Yi glanced back at the Old Saintess without replying,

The Old Saintess was filled with anxiety, wishing she could throw him into the battle and be done with it.

Just then, the entire World of Ignorance shook with a slight tremor.

It seemed to quake from the clash of the two grand Buddhas above, yet it was just an ordinary aftershock.

Chen Yi slowly raised his head, sensing a deeper change. Slowly, a smile gathered at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his sword.

Everyone looked over, holding their breath. The Old Saintess, who had just been hating iron for not becoming steel, suddenly regretted and desperately wanted to stop him.

However, Chen Yi simply raised his sword, not towards the battlefield, but in the direction of the Forbidden Land, slashing through the air.

The sword light suddenly brightened, though not dazzling, silently vanishing into the void.

In the next moment, the space in front of everyone was ripped open like fragile brocade, with a giant crack, the edges twisting and curling irregularly, and rich, seemingly soul-devouring darkness surged out, rapidly tainting the surrounding light.

An enormous, indescribable head slowly emerged from the crevice.

The Resentment Demon Master’s enormous, pupil-less eyes, only swirling grey-white, coldly swept over the outside world, its form rolling with faces of countless anguished wails of resentment. Its mere presence, the emanated aura, instantly made everyone except Gongsun Guan and Chen Yi’s divine souls shiver.

"You!" The Old Saintess turned pale and pointed at Chen Yi, her finger trembling, "Are you mad? That is the Resentment Demon Master! The immortal enemy of the Ming Venerable! Drawing it here, do you want us all to be buried with it?!"

The Wisdom Saintess also looked terrified, her aura instinctively gathered like facing a great enemy. Yin Tingxue and Donggong Ruoshu were almost overwhelmed with pressure, unconsciously drawing closer together, even Zhu E, who unconditionally believed in Chen Yi all along, was filled with disbelief and shock in her eyes.

Gongsun Guan slightly narrowed his eyes, seemingly unsurprised.

"The true Ming Venerable would not fear the Resentment Demon Master."

Chen Yi merely slowly sheathed his sword, calmly gazing at the colossus,

"Let’s go."

Finished speaking, he leaped, landing directly on the back of the Resentment Demon Master, his figure compared to it like a drop in the ocean. Yet, the Resentment Demon Master, which previously wanted his life, now seemed to pause slightly as if truly waiting for him to come up. Then, those rolling grey-white eyes nonchalantly swept over the crowd, again glancing at the Purity Saintess holding up the Bright Hall in the sky, and let out a low roar full of endless malice, seemingly mocking, yet also carrying some kind of primal... rage.

In the firmament, Xu Qi and Purity Saintess who were locked in intense battle both paused slightly.

As if a Great Kui leaped from the deep sea.

Enveloped in endless darkness, it fiercely crashed into the two great Buddhas in the sky.

Xu Qi’s eyes flashed with sharp brilliance, punching forward.

Purity Saintess’s radiance flowed, thousands of sutras flooded out from the hall doors.

In a moment, the three sides collided with a thunderous crash!

Dong.

The heavy sound of collision was like Mount Buzhou falling, the entire sky was torn into cobweb-like cracks.

Xu Qi’s indestructible Fist Gang was the first to bear the brunt, gradually shattering under the impact of chaotic darkness, his body violently trembled, retreating hundreds of feet,

Purity Saintess’s radiance shattered repeatedly under the resentment’s onslaught, the Bright Hall wailed incessantly, and the dharma body flickered uncertainly, swaying and retreating.

Resentment Demon Master let out a heaven-shaking roar, its grey-white eyes locked onto the Bright Hall, the immense darkness congregated once more.

The entire world trembled along, as if the apocalypse was nigh.

Xu Qi stopped, slowly turned around, squinting, scanning the suddenly appeared Resentment Demon Master, and the person above it,

"...Oh... Outer Heaven Demon?"

The radiance around the Purity Saintess gradually resumed flow. At this moment, seeing the Demon Master again, especially with Chen Yi standing safely on the Resentment Demon Master, a ripple seemed to appear on her impassive face, as if her "pupils" contracted briefly.

Riding on the Demon Master beneath him, Chen Yi only slightly smiled at both of them.

Beneath him lay endless unenlightened resentment, grey darkness swirling all around, Chen Yi surveyed the two above. At this moment, releasing the Demon Master was the only way to enter the battle.

As an amalgamation of ignorance, the Resentment Demon Master naturally became the eternal foe to the Ming Venerable.

However, regarding who the Ming Venerable is, the Resentment Demon Master couldn’t discern at all. Chen Yi had realized this when he was in the World of Ignorance. Leaving a back-up move was almost a mindless, instinctual act, unexpectedly coming into play now.

Even more unexpected was that the Resentment Demon Master, despite detesting him, really subtly responded to the Sword Intent he left behind.

Perhaps it’s related to what Zhou Yitang once said... that he himself is an Outer Heaven Demon.

However, all these do not matter at the moment; at this moment, the Purity Saintess must be dealt with first.

All cluttered thoughts were instantly dismissed.

Chen Yi’s eyes turned sharp, his gaze locked firmly on the Purity Saintess holding up the Bright Hall high in the sky.

With a thought, the Resentment Demon Master beneath him seemed to receive a silent command, its grey-white eyes brimming with violent color, it let out a roar that ripped through the cosmos, the swirling dark resentment around it crazily condensed again, forming a torrent thicker and deeper than before, rolling overwhelmingly, like a Jiao Dragon, straight towards the Purity Saintess.

The radiance around the Purity Saintess flickered for a moment, waves arose on her supposed serene body of light, an extremely subtle but real ripple.

Like a mortal suddenly gripped with panic, pupils contracting.