Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The night was getting darker, the silver moon was still hanging high in the sky, the moonlight poured down like water, sprinkled on the vast battlefield of Yinyue Pass. The aftermath of the battle stirred the air, the silver light and the golden light shone together, the confrontation between Lin Fan and Yue Renxian shook the earth like thunder. The battle became more intense, Zhong Ling'er and Ye Wuhen stood in the distance, watching all this nervously.

"Lin Fan is stuck in a stalemate." Zhong Ling'er frowned slightly, with worry in her eyes. Her eyes were fixed on Lin Fan's figure, and her uneasiness became stronger. "If this continues, Lin Fan's spiritual power will continue to be depleted over time. We must find a way to help him."

Ye Wuhen also had a serious look in his eyes and spoke in a low voice: "The Moon Blade Fairy's phantom is too strange, as if she has merged with the moonlight, and it is difficult to distinguish her true form. If we can't find her flaw, Lin Fan will not be able to defeat her completely even with the Qiankun Axe in his hand."

Zhong Ling'er pondered for a moment, then an idea came to her mind, and her eyes lit up: "Her true self must be hidden in the phantom! As long as we disrupt the flow of moonlight, we can find her flaws!"

"Disrupt the flow of moonlight?" Ye Wuhen was slightly stunned, then he reacted. He nodded quickly: "Yes, this is a good idea!"

Zhong Ling'er no longer hesitated and took action immediately. She knelt down slightly on her knees and pressed her hands on the ground. As her spiritual power surged, a dark red light spread from her hands and quickly formed a complex formation. She silently chanted the incantation, and her spiritual power continued to flow into the ground. The runes of the formation began to flicker, and the spiritual energy in the air around her became agitated. The red light of the formation formed a sharp contrast with the cold moonlight around her.

Ye Wuhen stood beside Zhong Ling'er, watching the formation gradually take shape. He took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp. He understood Zhong Ling'er's intention. This formation could disrupt the flow of spiritual power around, thus destroying Yue Renxian's illusion technique.

"Ling'er, I'll leave the formation to you. I'll capture the Moon Blade Immortal's weakness!" Ye Wuhen said in a low voice. Zhong Ling'er nodded slightly, and controlled the formation with a focused expression to ensure the stable operation of spiritual power.

Ye Wuhen no longer hesitated, and his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared on the spot like a gust of wind. His speed was extremely fast, and his figure shuttled back and forth in the space where the moonlight and the formation intertwined, wandering on the battlefield like a ghost. He kept changing his position, using Zhong Ling'er's formation to cover himself, trying to find the trace of Yuerenxian.

On the other side of the battlefield, Lin Fan was swinging the Qiankun Axe with all his might, the axe light was like thunder, fiercely slashing at the phantoms in the moonlight. However, every blow seemed to fall into nothingness, and those phantoms were dispersed by the axe light like mist, but re-condensed in the next moment, surrounding Lin Fan. Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of Lin Fan's forehead, and his spiritual power was constantly consumed in this battle with an invisible enemy.

"The moonlight is like a shadow, Lin Fan, you will never be able to touch me!" The voice of Moon Blade Immortal came from all directions, with a hint of smug sneer.

Lin Fan frowned, his eyes were calm, and he was weighing the options in his mind. Although he knew he had to break the Moon Blade Fairy's illusion as soon as possible, the moonlight was too ethereal, as if it was everywhere, and every time he swung his axe, he failed to hit the target.

"Where is she?" Lin Fan thought to himself. He looked up at the sky. The light emitted by the silver moon seemed to be the source of the Moon Blade Immortal's power.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly felt that the flow of spiritual energy around him had changed. The moonlight in the air seemed to be disturbed by some force, and the outline of the phantom became a little blurry and no longer so perfect. Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he realized that someone was helping him.

“Ling’er, Ye Wuhen…” A warm feeling welled up in Lin Fan’s heart. He knew that his companions would never stand idly by.

Zhong Ling'er's formation gradually took effect, and the dark red light spread out like a spider web, covering a large area of ​​the battlefield. With the influence of the formation, the flow of moonlight showed slight fluctuations, and the illusion began to lose coherence, as if there was a flaw.

Under the cover of the formation, Ye Wuhen's figure kept flashing, his eyes fixed on the changes of each phantom, carefully capturing the unusual fluctuations. Finally, he sensed a faint fluctuation among the countless phantoms, that was the true body of Yue Renxian!

"There!" A cold light flashed in Ye Wuhen's eyes, and he rushed towards that direction like an arrow. A sharp spiritual blade condensed in his hand, and a silver light flashed. He attacked without hesitation and went straight for the wave.

The moonlight shattered, the phantom suddenly shook violently, and Yue Renxian's true body was forced out. Her face was pale, and she obviously did not expect that her true body would be discovered so quickly.

"Now!" Zhong Ling'er shouted loudly, her voice penetrating the noise of the battlefield and reaching Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan's spirit suddenly perked up, his eyes locked on the direction Ye Wuhen pointed. His spiritual power surged, madly injected into the Qiankun Axe, gathering terrifying power, and golden light burned on the axe blade like a raging flame.

“Break it!” Lin Fan shouted angrily, and the Qiankun Axe was swung down in his hand like a divine weapon. The axe blade turned into a golden dragon, carrying the power to tear apart the sky and the earth, and went straight to the Moon Blade Immortal.

A trace of fear flashed in Yue Renxian's eyes. She wanted to dodge, but due to the interference of Zhong Ling'er's formation, her movements became slow and she could not avoid this unstoppable attack at all.

"Ah——!" With a shrill scream, the golden light of the Qiankun Axe shattered the moonlight, and the axe blade fiercely hit the real body of Yue Renxian. Her figure was blown away and hit the ground heavily. Blood gushed out of her mouth, staining her moon-white robe red.

The battlefield fell into a brief silence, with only a breeze blowing, bringing a hint of chill.

"Finally... I broke her Moonlight Technique." Zhong Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, with beads of sweat already oozing out of her forehead. She had consumed a lot of spiritual energy, but when she saw that Lin Fan's axe finally hit the Moon Blade Fairy, she felt relieved.

Ye Wuhen also stopped. He stood beside Zhong Ling'er and looked at Yue Renxian who was lying on the ground. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. "This battle is finally over..." he whispered.

Lin Fan slowly walked towards Yue Ren Xian, his eyes grim, the Qian Kun Axe in his hand still flashing with golden light. He knew that although Yue Ren Xian was seriously injured, her strength should not be underestimated, and he had to make sure she had no power to fight back.

Moon Blade Fairy barely propped herself up and looked up at Lin Fan. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and deep fatigue. Her voice was weak, but still a little stubborn: "Lin Fan... you won me after all, but you will never be able to truly control this moonlight."

Lin Fan looked at her, his eyes not wavering: "No matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it is only a thing in the sky, and what I want to take is a path that will crush all obstacles."