Myth Beyond Heaven

"Arghhh!!"

The cultivators cried out in alarm as the wind tore at their clothes, their hair, their very flesh. The whirlwind intensified, lifting them off the ground, spinning them around like rag dolls.

Qingqing watched with cold detachment as the cultivators struggled against the wind's fury. Their screams filled the air, their pleas for mercy drowned out by the howling tempest.

"Have you seen Big Brother Yun?" she asked again, her voice cutting through the chaos like a knife.

The cultivators, their faces pale with terror, could only shake their heads, their voices caught in their throats. They had underestimated this seemingly innocent girl, mistaking her kindness for weakness. Now, they were paying the price for their arrogance.

Qingqing, satisfied with their response, flicked her wrist once more. The whirlwind dissipated, dropping the battered and bruised cultivators onto the ground. They lay there, gasping for breath, their bodies aching, their spirits broken.

Qingqing stepped over them, her gaze sweeping the horizon. "Big Brother Yun?" She didn't know why she couldn't feel Yun Lintian's presence here.

She continued her journey, leaving behind a trail of defeated cultivators, a testament to her power and her unwavering resolve to reunite with Yun Lintian.

As she ventured deeper into the desolate realm, she encountered more groups of cultivators, each drawn to the Ancient Battlefield by the promise of treasures and glory. And each time, she would ask the same question, her innocent facade masking her terrifying power.

Those who answered truthfully were spared her wrath. Those who dared to threaten or deceive her were met with the full fury of the Law of Wind, their bodies and spirits battered and broken, a reminder that innocence can be a deceptive mask, concealing a power that could shake the heavens.

Qingqing's reputation as a merciless wind spirit spread like wildfire throughout the Ancient Battlefield. Cultivators whispered tales of her terrifying power, her innocent appearance a stark contrast to her ruthless methods.

Some feared her, avoiding her at all costs. Others sought to challenge her, hoping to prove their strength and claim her as a prize. But none could withstand the fury of her wind, the tempest that swept away all who dared to stand in her way.

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Meanwhile, Yun Lintian continued his journey through the desolate wasteland, his senses alert for any sign of his companions. The heavy energy of the battlefield weighed upon him, slowing his movements and hindering his cultivation. The connection between him and Qingqing grew fainter as time passed.

He encountered more decaying beasts, their forms grotesque, their attacks fueled by the deathly aura of the battlefield. But with each battle, Yun Lintian grew stronger, his swordsmanship sharper, his understanding of the battlefield's unique energy deeper.

He learned to conserve his divine energy, relying on his swordsmanship and the life-giving energy of the Tree of Life to eliminate his foes. He discovered hidden oases, pockets of life amidst the desolation, where he could replenish his strength and cultivate in relative peace.

One day, as he traversed a vast expanse of skeletal forests, he stumbled upon a bustling city, its walls rising from the barren landscape like a mirage. The city was a stark contrast to the desolation surrounding it, its streets teeming with cultivators, its markets overflowing with exotic goods.

Intrigued, Yun Lintian decided to take a closer look.

As he approached the city gates, he noticed a commotion stirring among the guards. They were staring at a figure approaching from the distance, their faces etched with a mixture of awe and fear.

Yun Lintian followed their gaze and saw a young girl walking towards the city, her steps light, her expression serene. Her long, flowing hair danced in the wind, and her eyes sparkled with an innocent light.

But despite her harmless appearance, an aura of terrifying power radiated from her, causing the very air to tremble. The guards, sensing her overwhelming strength, stepped aside, bowing their heads in respect.

Yun Lintian was surprised. This person was none other than Qingqing. Her aura was so frighteningly strong that he almost didn't recognize her.

"Qingqing!" he called out, his voice filled with relief and joy.

Qingqing's head snapped up, her eyes widening in surprise. She saw Yun Lintian standing near the city gates, his face etched with concern, his arms outstretched towards her.

"Big Brother Yun!" she cried out, her voice filled with uncontainable joy.

She dashed towards him, her speed defying the laws of physics. In the blink of an eye, she was in his arms, her small form clinging to him like a lifeline.

Yun Lintian embraced her tightly, his heart overflowing with relief. He had found one of his companions.

"Qingqing," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, "I'm so glad you're safe."

Qingqing buried her face in his chest, her tears soaking his robes. "Big Brother Yun," she sobbed, "I thought I had lost you."

Yun Lintian gently stroked her hair, his voice soothing and reassuring. "It's alright, Qingqing. I'm here now."

The two were rarely separated. There were a few times he had to go somewhere alone. However, this place was different. Qingqing always felt that something might happen to Yun Lintian.

He held her close, savoring the warmth of her embrace, the feeling of her small body against his.

A moment later, Yun Lintian carefully checked her and discovered that her energy was reduced by more than half. If he hadn't met her today, it was uncertain whether she could still go on.

As they stood there, embraced in a moment of joyful reunion, the guards and the onlookers watched in stunned silence. They had witnessed the arrival of a terrifying wind spirit, a young girl who had swept through the battlefield like a tempest. And now, they saw her clinging to a young man, her tears flowing freely, her fear and loneliness melting away in his embrace.

"Who is he?" a guard whispered curiously. It was unbelievable that someone could be her master.

Everyone exchanged glances and remained silent. Whoever Yun Lintian was, they knew they couldn't afford to mess with him.

"Can you sense Linlin and Fifth Sister?" Yun Lintian asked softly.

Qingqing shook her head. "My perception has been suppressed. This place is so annoying."

She pouted with dissatisfaction.

"I see," Yun Lintian sighed inwardly. He had no idea how to find Linlin and Nantian Fengyu. What worried him most was Linlin. As a divine beast, anyone would covet her.

"Let's check this place out first." He made a decision and walked toward the city.

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