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Between the blending of heaven and earth, when the first ray of sunlight falls upon this mortal realm, all contradictions and conflicts seem to solidify at that moment. Xiaoxaio stood on the high platform of the ancient temple, her gaze penetrating through the Three Realms Nine Levels horizon, only to see dark clouds pressing down and thunder and lightning raging. The resentment and lamentation between heaven and earth, like a faint storm, engulfed the hope of every living being.
Wuyin stood quietly by her side, his eyes deep like the deep blue sea, but in those deep blue eyes, there was also a hint of anxiety and anticipation. The Nine Lives Stone they held in their hands is the key to the fate of Three Realms Nine Levels, and it is also the heavy burden on their shoulders. The future of this world seems to await an answer within this mysterious stone.
In Xiaoxaio's palm, the Nine Lives Stone is cold and steady, its light shimmering in the sunlight, reflecting endless wonders. She knows that the power of this stone is enough to reshape the world, but it could also lead to irreversible destruction.
A hint of conflict and struggle flashes in her eyes, and her thoughts are turbulent, unable to calm down for a while. Wuyin slowly takes her hand, and the warmth of his palm brings infinite comfort and strength.
" Xiaoxaio, how should we choose?" The voice of Wuyin was low and steady, but the helplessness and expectation in his words were also clearly audible.
"To reshape the world, perhaps we can eliminate the resentment and grudges of this world, but it will also make all living beings pay an unbearable price. And seeking other solutions, we do not know where it will lead." Xiaoxaio's voice was cold and gentle, but the weight in her words also made Wuyin feel her struggle and helplessness.
Wuyin's gaze pierced through the cover of dark clouds, as if trying to see into the uncertain future. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes as he tightly held Xiaoxaio's hand: "No matter what, we will find the best solution."
Feeling the warmth in Wuyin's palm, Xiaoxaio also sensed his unwavering belief like a rock. In her heart, the spark of hope reignited.
At that moment, a gust of wind blew in from the sky, lifting her dark hair. In an instant, it seemed as if countless spirits were wailing between heaven and earth, and a decision suddenly formed in her heart.
She tightly grasped Wuyin's hand, her gaze determined: "We don't need the power of Nine Lives Stone, but rely on our own strength to resolve the grievances of this world and protect the peace of this land."
Wuyin's eyes flashed with a touch of emotion. He knew that Xiaoxaio's decision was not made lightly. Her determination and courage only strengthened his resolve to face the future together with her. In their eyes, the road ahead may be difficult, but as long as they are hand in hand, nothing can stop their progress.
Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck fiercely from the sky, hitting the top of the temple. After a deafening roar, a divine presence descended like an angry god.
With the thunder crashing down, its power swiftly poured down from the top of the temple, directly hitting Xiaoxaio and Wuyin. The temple's bricks shattered in the deafening roar, revealing a pockmarked face, as if telling the story of past sorrow and helplessness.
Wuyin tightly grabbed Xiaoxaio's hand, instantly pulling her behind him. Phantom Fan "Night Shadow" then waved in the air, summoning layers of illusions to resist the wrath of the heavens. The divine wrath raged like a storm, causing the illusions to crumble layer by layer, yet they also stubbornly blocked the unparalleled power of the strike.
Xiaoxaio couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She felt the immense power of Tianwei and the unfathomable strength emanating from Wuyin. She tightly gripped "Ice Heart," feeling the cold aura flowing through the sword, as if preparing for the upcoming battle.
A hint of determination flashed in Wuyin's eyes. He knew that Tianwei's appearance was no coincidence. It was the resentment and unwillingness of Three Realms Nine Levels, the longing and probing of Nine Lives Stone. His gaze turned to Xiaoxaio, who also held the same firmness and determination in her eyes. Without a word, it seemed that their hearts had already connected.
In the cold moonlight, the square in front of the ancient temple has become a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. The resentment of the heavens has condensed into swords, and each slash of the sword can tear through space, bringing deafening explosions. Wuyin and Xiaoxaio have a solemn look in their eyes. They know that in the face of the onslaught of the heavens, there is no room for error.
In Wuyin's hand, the Phantom Fan is wielded, summoning several unfathomable black shadows with each swing. Those shadows seem to have a life of their own, dancing and spinning, clashing with the resentment swords of the heavens, attempting to neutralize their power. Meanwhile, Xiaoxaio is not to be outdone with the Iceheart Sword in hand, its sword light like water, each slash able to cut through the heavens' resentment, bringing a chilling sensation.
The battle grew more intense, as Tianwei's resentment-filled sword repeatedly slashed towards Wuyin and Xiaoxaio. Each strike made the space tremble, but the coordination between Wuyin and Xiaoxaio became more and more seamless. Whenever Tianwei's resentment-filled sword slashed towards Wuyin, Xiaoxaio's Iceheart Sword would slash through the air, intertwining sword light and sword energy, mutually nullifying each other. And when Tianwei's resentment-filled sword slashed towards Xiaoxaio, Wuyin's Phantom Fan would promptly wave, clashing shadows and sword energy, stirring up layer upon layer of waves.
The atmosphere in the arena became increasingly tense, as Tianwei's resentment grew more fierce, and each sword energy made Wuyin and Xiaoxaio feel an unprecedented sense of oppression. Yet, their gaze became more resolute, for they knew that only by defeating Tianwei could they protect the Nine Lives Stone and safeguard the peace of this world.
A earth-shattering showdown erupted in the ruins of the temple, with the wrath of the heavens raging in the air, while the figures of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin darted through the storm of attacks, unwavering.
As the battle intensified, the turmoil between heaven and earth escalated, like a torrent in a violent storm, wave after wave, crashing against every soul present. It seemed as if the entire world was on the brink of collapse, and with each clash of swords, the resentment between heaven and earth grew stronger.
Xiaoxaio and Wuyin's hearts grew even more resolute. They knew that this battle was not just for themselves, but for the peace of this world. Their eyes seemed to burn with an unquenchable flame, and with each clash, their beliefs grew stronger.
In the midst of the raging battle, Wuyin suddenly shouted, " Xiaoxaio, focus your strength, let our hearts connect!"
Xiaoxaio nodded vigorously and replied, "Understood, Wuyin, together!"
At that moment, it seemed as if their hearts were completely connected, and the dance of the sword and the fan was no longer a solo performance for each of them, but a unified force. Every slash, every sword strike, and every fan movement was a testament to their determination and courage.
In the endless battle, their hearts became increasingly intertwined, seemingly transcending the constraints of life and death, and finding a spiritual connection. The intensity of the battle brought their hearts closer together, with each attack and defense further uniting their spirits.
The resentment in the world seemed to sense their determination and resilience, and the imposing sword aura gradually dissipated. In the decisive final clash, the swords and fan of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin finally tore apart the resentment, bringing a moment of tranquility to the world.
Xiaoxaio and Wuyin holding hands, standing between the changing skies and earth, their hearts filled with reluctance and anticipation, but also with determination and courage.
Wuyin looks deeply at Xiaoxaio and says firmly, " Xiaoxaio, the future of this world is our shared responsibility. We will definitely protect it."
Xiaoxaio's eyes were also filled with determination as she replied, " Wuyin, no matter the wind and rain, we will walk hand in hand."
The future of this world will be guarded by them together, and their hearts, at this moment, have completely merged, becoming the strongest shield to protect the heavens and the earth.
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