Why Are There So Many People in Your Spiritual Space?!

If there were two people in a spiritual space—the original host and the soul of a powerhouse—it could still be explained by the powerhouse not yet intending to seize the body. But having three people in your spiritual space was simply too much! Did a spiritual space really need to be this lively?! And now, counting himself, there were four people in here. The Immortal Celestial was a man of limited experience; he had never heard of anyone having four souls residing in their spiritual space. Yun Zhi closed her book and looked calmly at the Immortal Celestial. In the spirit of respecting the elderly and cherishing family, she had let the Immortal Fairy strike first. Now, it was her turn. "Even without a Dao fruit, this celestial remains invincible!" Casting aside his dejection, the Immortal Celestial regained his confidence and prepared to clash once more. "Demonize the World!" Boundless black demonic qi erupted from the Immortal Celestial's body. Innumerable demons surged within the demonic qi, letting out bloodcurdling shrieks as they blotted out the sky, flooding the entire spiritual space and lunging toward Yun Zhi. Yun Zhi did not even spare them a glance. She merely lifted her jade-like arm, the golden bell tied to her right wrist chiming softly. Her voice was clear and cool, like a fairy residing in a silent lunar palace. "Cloudfall Palm." With a single palm strike, pristine white clouds manifested behind Yun Zhi. Rolling like the cresting sea, they completely swallowed the black demonic qi. The pure white clouds then abruptly shifted, transforming into monstrous tidal waves that crashed down upon the Immortal Celestial. To the Immortal Celestial, he felt like a mere pebble before a torrential deluge of mighty rivers—utterly insignificant, without the slightest strength to resist. "Nether Undying Flame!" "Eighteen Golden Bell Shields!" Reddish-black flames ignited from the Immortal Celestial's chest and spread rapidly, coating his body in a thin membrane. Eighteen massive golden bells crashed down in succession, enveloping the Immortal Celestial layer by layer in a desperate bid to hold back the onslaught. The surging waves battered the Immortal Celestial mercilessly. The eighteen layers of golden bells shattered one after another. When the membrane of reddish-black flames clashed against the seawater, it sizzled and vaporized. Struck by the aftershocks of the blow, the Immortal Celestial was sent crashing hard against the boundary of the spiritual space. Rising from her seat, Yun Zhi took light, measured steps, lotus flowers blooming beneath her feet as she walked toward the Immortal Celestial. "Stop right there! Stop! I'm telling you to stop!!" the Immortal Celestial screamed shrilly, the strike having shattered his confidence into dust. "Metal-Crushing Stone-Breaking Palm!" A massive hand forged of dense mist descended from the sky. Renowned throughout the cultivation world, this strike possessed the might to shatter mountains, split the earth, and demolish supreme treasures. Yun Zhi raised a hand and casually waved her palm, dispersing the giant mist hand into nothingness. "Tribulation-Transcending Immortal Body!" The Immortal Celestial unleashed his dharma avatar. Were they in the outside world, this dharma avatar would stand ten thousand zhang tall, bridging heaven and earth, easily plucking stars from the sky. Any attack landing on it would feel like a harmless itch, lacking any bite, while the avatar's own blows could destroy heaven and earth with irresistible force. Though the confines of the spiritual space prevented him from displaying the avatar's full scale, its power had not diminished in the slightest. "Die!" the Immortal Celestial snarled viciously, intent on crushing Yun Zhi into paste. Without even looking up, Yun Zhi simply waved her hand twice, effortlessly slapping the terrifying dharma avatar into scattered ashes. "Red Lotus Corruption!" "Reverse Five Elements Killing Array!" "Buddha-Slaying Fist Art!" "Dao-Wielding Heavenly Talisman!" Holding nothing back, the Immortal Celestial exhausted his entire repertoire. Palm techniques, fist arts, formations, talismans... an endless barrage of attacks poured forth, each executed with profound mastery, as though polished through hundreds or even thousands of years of painstaking study. Any ordinary cultivator witnessing such an onslaught would have been scared out of their wits. Before Yun Zhi, however, these techniques were not even worth mentioning. Lu Yang's spiritual space seemed to have transformed into her domain. With the mere flick of her hand, as if shooing away flies, every single attack vanished without a trace. "Far inferior to a true celestial," Yun Zhi remarked on his various techniques. It was not just a lack of offensive power; his vision and understanding were also sorely lacking. Had the Immortal Fairy executed the exact same attacks, the results would have been vastly superior. "These are all modern attack methods. Do you possess none from ancient times?" Yun Zhi noted that although the spells the Immortal Celestial displayed were diverse, without exception, they were all techniques circulating in the present era with traceable lineages. Not a single one was a lost art from antiquity. This was peculiar. Antiquity had undergone the Great Destruction, resulting in the loss of countless legacies. The vast majority of present-day combat methods had been developed by later generations through trial and error. If the Immortal Celestial were truly an ancient celestial, he should have been able to unleash supreme ancient arts just like the Immortal Fairy—techniques like the Water Avoidance Art that stripped away all water, or the thoroughly embarrassing Art of Playing Dead. The reason Yun Zhi had refrained from crushing the Immortal Celestial with a single palm was precisely to see what sort of techniques he could wield. "W-Who on earth are you?!" The Immortal Celestial's terror far surpassed the shock of losing his Dao fruit. This woman's strength was absurd beyond belief. Just what kind of monsters were dwelling in this kid's spiritual space?! The first had used unfathomable methods to snatch his Dao fruit, while the second possessed peerless cultivation and boundless divine power! "Did you not say that you would suppress me on Lu Yang's behalf?" "You're Lu Yang's Eldest Senior Sister?!" The Immortal Celestial's voice pitched up an octave, his eyes going wide. For a moment, he even forgot his current plight, inwardly cursing Lu Yang for his utter shamelessness. What kind of godforsaken wishes had that brat made? Each one was more ridiculous than the last! He had assumed defeating Lu Yang's Eldest Senior Sister would be a walk in the park, which was why he had agreed and entered to seize his body. As it turned out, reality was the exact opposite. Lu Yang's Eldest Senior Sister was the one effortlessly suppressing him! What a monumental trap! The Immortal Celestial finally understood. Lu Yang was never his follower at all! The boy had disguised himself as bait and put on an act all along, just to lure him inside. How laughable that he had genuinely believed he had found a vessel in perfect harmony with himself. Was the kid an undercover agent from the orthodox sects infiltrating the Immortal Cult? Yet Lu Yang's performance during the competition had not looked staged at all. Sudden realization struck the Immortal Celestial, and everything clicked into place—Lu Yang was an infiltrator sent by one of the other three demonic cults! That explained everything. "Stop, don't hit me anymore! I surrender! I'll tell you whatever you want to know, just please spare my wretched life!" The Immortal Celestial dropped to his knees and begged for mercy, his attitude shifting with astonishing speed. "Speak! Who on earth are you?! Why did you impersonate me?!" No longer examining the embryonic Dao fruit, the Immortal Fairy came pattering over. Lu Yang followed close behind, while Yun Zhi stood quietly to the side, listening. All three wanted to know the answer to this question. "I am..." The Immortal Celestial drew out his words to hold their attention. Then, erupting with every ounce of power left in his body, he whirled around and bolted, intending to smash through the barrier of the spiritual space and escape this hellhole! *Dong—* Predictably, he slammed headfirst into the barrier, completely unable to break through. Yun Zhi had foreseen this and had already reinforced Lu Yang's spiritual space in advance. Daoist Buyu had tried this exact trick in front of Yun Zhi countless times. It never worked. "Still trying to be sneaky? Fairy Boxing!" Balling both hands into fists, Huang Doudou rained blows down on the Immortal Celestial's face. "Don't hit my face, don't hit my face! This time I'll really confess everything!" The Immortal Celestial understood now. Backing down as early as possible was better than anything else. His captors were far too experienced; none of his tricks would work here. "Speak! What is your name?!" Huang Doudou demanded pompously. "I'm shameless." "Huh? You actually have that much self-awareness?"