Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2296: Blue Moon (1)

A male voice suddenly broke the atmosphere.

Wang Hanyi raised his brow and looked toward the sky above. He narrowed his eyes as he recognized the newcomer. “Que Zang?”

The newcomer was none other than the Mad Monk Que Zang.

Ji Xiaoman seemed to wake up from a stupor and immediately realized she had fallen for Wang Hanyi’s tricks earlier.

“You…” She gnashed her teeth angrily.

Que Zang drank a mouthful of wine from his wine gourd and gestured with his chin. “Go on. I won’t interrupt you this time… But seriously. You should change the plot. It’s too old- fashioned,” he said.

Wang Hanyi’s eyes flickered with a cold light. Que Zang had completely ruined his work at the critical moment. It was unacceptable.

“Are you sure you want to interfere with my business here?” Wang Hanyi asked coldly.

Que Zang spread his arms with an innocent expression. “Look. I’m here to visit my Little Brother Yun. It’s just that I didn’t expect to encounter a live opera, and I found it interesting to watch. You can’t blame me, right?”

Although Que Zang spoke casually, his body exuded an intimidating aura. His intention was clear; he was going to interfere.

“Stop talking,” Ji Xiaoman interrupted and attacked Wang Hanyi.

The air throbbed with a surge of crimson energy as Ji Xiaoman launched her attack, her form blurring into a crimson streak that pierced the darkening sky.

The crimson blade, an extension of her rage and anguish, shimmered with the malevolent glow of the Law of Slaughter, its edge humming with a deadly intent.

Wang Hanyi, his gentle facade crumbling like shattered glass, met her onslaught head-on. His eyes, once filled with tenderness, now blazed with a cold, calculating light. The white light surrounding him intensified, its purity warped and twisted as it took on a sinister hue. The once benevolent guardian now stood revealed as a manipulator, his true nature a chilling reflection of the darkness that Ji Xiaoman had embraced.

“You’ve changed, Xiaoman,” he said, his voice a chilling whisper. “The darkness has consumed you, twisted your heart into a vessel of vengeance.”

He raised his hand, the warped white light coalescing into a shimmering spear, its tip pulsating with an unholy energy. “But I will not let you destroy yourself,” he declared, his voice a chilling echo of his former self. “I will save you from this abyss, even if it means breaking your spirit.”

“Shut the hell up!” Ji Xiaoman roared furiously. She would never fall for such a trick again. BOOM!

Their weapons clashed, the crimson blade meeting the shimmering spear in a shower of sparks that illuminated the darkening sky. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the sky.

Ji Xiaoman, her movements fueled by a primal rage, pressed her attack, her crimson blade a blur of motion as she unleashed a torrent of devastating strikes. Each blow was infused with the chilling power of the Law of Slaughter, its energy seeking to sever the threads of Wang Hanyi’s existence.

But Wang Hanyi was unyielding. He deflected each attack with a masterful precision, his movements a symphony of calculated grace. The shimmering spear in his hand danced and parried, its unholy energy a shield against Ji Xiaoman’s onslaught.

The battle raged on, the pocket dimension echoing with the clash of their powers, the air thick with the scent of blood and the taste of death.

Meanwhile, Que Zang had no intention of joining in. He knew Ji Xiaoman wouldn’t allow him to interfere with her personal grudge. He took a sip of wine, enjoying the battle scene. freewebnvel.com

“Hmm?” Suddenly, Que Zang sensed something and looked towards the east.

At this moment, the originally bright moon in the sky abruptly turned blue, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Wang Hanyi and Ji Xiaoman had also noticed the phenomenon. Both of them quickly backed off and looked in the same direction as Que Zang’s gaze.

A figure emerged from the blue moon. It was a beautiful woman in blue. Her hair was a deep, celestial blue, the color of a twilight sky. Her expression held a hint of gentleness in her sapphire eyes.

“Blue Moon God?” Que Zang muttered to himself. His eyes flickered with surprise. The woman who had just arrived was none other than one of the two Moon Gods, Yue Lan.

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Wang Hanyi’s expression changed drastically. He didn’t expect Yue Lan to appear here personally.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaoman seemed to have expected her arrival beforehand. She stepped forward and cupped her fists. “Ji Xiaoman greets the Blue Moon God.”

Although both of them were True Gods, they were on an entirely different level. Ji Xiaoman was aware of how terrifying the blue-haired woman was.

“Wang Hanyi pays his respects to the Blue Moon God. Please forgive me for causing a

commotion here,” Wang Hanyi cupped his fists and said politely.

“Old Monk Que Zang greets the Blue Moon God. It’s been a long time since our last encounter,” Que Zang said with a smile.

Yue Lan slowly descended to the same level as everyone. Her movement was graceful and radiated with endless gentleness. Her sapphire eyes moved around briefly, and she said gently, “Welcome to our place. There seems to be some unrest recently.”

Her voice was soft and extremely pleasant to hear.

Que Zang drank a mouthful of wine and laughed. “Haha. It is indeed the case. The Holy Lands have changed a lot. I can’t even recognize them.”

Yue Lan looked at him and said with a gentle smile, “Congratulations on your freedom.”

“Many thanks,” Que Zang cupped his fists. “It’s all thanks to Little Brother Yun.”

Wang Hanyi’s heart sank upon hearing this. Clearly, Que Zang wanted to borrow Yue Lan’s presence to suppress him.

Yue Lan turned to look at Ji Xiaoman and said softly, “It’s been a long time, Miss Ji. My sister has been waiting for you to have a drink.”

“It’s my honor to accompany the Red Moon God,” Ji Xiaoman responded politely. “However, please forgive me. I have something very important to do for the time being.”

“Don’t worry. My sister will probably come to find you later,” Yue Lan smiled.

She shifted her gaze onto Wang Hanyi and asked, “May I know what business you have here, Young Master Wang?”

Wang Hanyi knew he couldn’t avoid it. He cupped his fists and said, “I got news about the appearance of the divine beast bloodlines and came here to take a look. I hope you can forgive

me.”

“Is that so?” Yue Lan said softly. “Everyone came here for the same person. It looks like I have to meet him.”