With a push, Heng Xīnyán used her spiritual energy to fly in the male's direction. Their blades clashed, yet excited, Heng Xīnyán fought under the male's heavy pressure despite her blood flowing from the side of her lips.
As their spiritual energy filled the field, violent wind came as a result. Yet, the two were like a blur of silver and red in the sky. Ding Zixin was surprised to note that this female cultivator could keep up with him with this scythe. It seems like this was the weapon she fought with.
Even if the scythe was taller than her, she wielded it with perfection as she continuously blocked all of his attacks, forcing him on defence yet again.
Ding Zixin was sure, that if this battle continued he would die. So, he roared, "Countless Silver Swords!" A burst of white light shone in Heng Xīnyán's eyes forcing her back as the male's swords forced her in a corner. Yet, Heng Xīnyán continued to block his attacks. Only gaining a few cuts on her arms as her Hanfu was damaged because of the lack of spiritual energy to protect it.
Taking this advantage, Ding Zixin released his murderous intent and it sent Heng Xīnyán crashing into the hill again, heavy dust clouded her vision. This time, black blood came out her mouth as she coughed, holding her chest where the male's silver spiritual energy hit.
Heng Xīnyán looked at the male who floated in the air with silver spiritual energy surrounding his body as his silver Hanfu fluttered when there was no wind. She sneered, wiping her lips as she held onto the craved wall of the hill as support to stand.
Leaning on the wall, her eyes turned red as Heng Xīnyán looked at Ding Zixin murderously. As her thick aura spread. The male in silver frowned, never having seen such murderous intent before.
What he didn't know was that Heng Xīnyán murdered every single living thing in the forest for their life essence and spiritual energy. Hence, her murderous intent was boosted considering that she collected everything for the things she drained. Including their murderous intents.
The red fog that represented her resentment, as well as her aura, covered her body as she stood watching Ding Zixin.
The two bright yellow suns in the sky were slowly covered by dark clouds that came to punish the soul which would be a threat in the future by using such a sinister cultivation method. Ding Zixin watched as the Heavenly Dao's clouds covered the endless green pasture with fear.
He looked at where the thickest clouds gathered. Upon, seeing Heng Xīnyán's floating body, he took a step back wanting to summon back up from his sect to defeat this demonic female.
However, his escape was blocked by a spiritual attack from the forgotten Bàolì Hua. Ding Zixin looked at the cold face of the female behind him. He had forgotten her as she did not attack him. Yet as the Heavenly Dao came to punish her partner, she came to make sure, he didn't escape.
His heart was cold as he began to regret provoking these two females.
However, he knew couldn't escape with a simple apology. Now, he had to fight or be killed.
In the endless darkness, Heng Xīnyán looked up as a bright silver lightning came down onto her soul with a speed she couldn't avoid. Hence, with a wave of her palms, she engulfed her body with her red fog but she couldn't move as the lightning hit her soul heavily. Even when she was covered by the red fog, the lightning diffused it with one touch.
Pain that came from the depths of her soul, made Heng Xīnyán scream. Her siren-shaped eyes were wide with pain as the corners of her eyes started to form strange black symbols at the sides.
More lightning strikes came, they were stronger than the next. And the pain deepened even more yet as she took and resisted the punishment from the Heavens. Her soul force strengthened and her red fog became thicker as they surrounded her.
Heng Xīnyán who became numb from pain, sat in the air with her legs crossed. Her facial muscles relaxed as the symbols deepened at the corner of her eyes. It was a total of twelve lightning strikes and the last lightning strike came.
It was a deep purple in color and Heng Xīnyán opened her eyes slowly. The deep red colour of her eyes was scary and the demonic symbols at the corner of her eyes made her dark aura spread far.
The fighting duo of Ding Zixin and Bàolì Hua were affected by the sharp heavy aura of Heng Xīnyán, but Ding Zixin even more as he was a foe.
Heng Xīnyán stood in the air when the Heavenly Dao's clouds went away. Her eyes returned to her natural ebony-black state as the demonic symbols disappeared when her white feet touched the green pasture.
Instantly, the life essence and spiritual energy from the pasture were drained. Heng Xīnyán collected it all. She watched with calm eyes not bothered by the sight of the green glass becoming black and evil spiritual energy was formed.
Ding Zixin watched her destroy Heavenly Plains with just her feet. The endless green pasture turned black in the blink of an eye and the darkness spread far and wide. This view made Ding Zixin gasp in horror as his eyes were wide.
"Y-You," he stuttered, trying to back away yet a hostile spiritual energy blocked his escape and he remembered the forgotten Bàolì Hua. Knowing that he was surrounded and the only way out for him was death, Ding Zixin tightened his grip on his sword handle.
He knew that these female cultivators would kill him easily because his spiritual energy was drained by his fight with Bàolì Hua yet he glared at the female in front of him with hate-filled eyes, refusing to admit death as he studied how to escape.
However, with a wave of Heng Xīnyán's hand. His body was weightless for a second before a force pulled him in front of the female cultivator. His face was pale as he watched the female whom he previously desired with fearful eyes.
Her fierce siren-shaped eyes looked at him. Her smooth skin, held no visible pores and Ding Zixin was once again bewitched by her face. Unlike the standard beauties of his Sect. This demonic female had a face that beckoned one to possess and hide its owner away out of selfishness. Hoping that no one would see her beauty.
Unlike her partner's pure and cold beauty. The one in front of him was fierce and seductive. Her lips were red as blood and her face was pale. Willow eyebrows were black, thin and arch with long flowing black smooth silk-like hair.
Ding Zixin gulped. His eyes reflect his growing greed and hints of desire. Heng Xīnyán sneered. Her white pearly teeth were exposed for a brief moment then she dropped him onto the black grass which was previously green.
Ding Zixin was confused as he watched her.
'She's allowing me to escape?' This was the thought of the stupid Ding Zixin. Knowing what he was thinking, Heng Xīnyán sneered.