The battlefield was in chaos, with roars echoing all around.

"Lantern Shadow Shield! Lantern Shadow..."

The woman in the white dress held an oil-paper umbrella, surrounded by several green lanterns, constantly retreating backward.

But the sky was filled with weapons, and the robe of the Jade Venerable fluttered, danger was everywhere.

What was even more despairing was that the Heroine Divine Sculpture and Faceless Jade Venerable hung over her head like a sword, ready to take her life at any moment.

When the intensity of battle reached the level of the gods, nowhere was truly safe.

Even if you fought your way through thousands of troops, escaping kilometers away, in the next second, the magnificent form of a God might crash down upon you.

"Hoo~"

Qingying abruptly opened the oil-paper umbrella, resisting diagonally upward, the umbrella shadows knocked away several flying swords, causing her momentum to halt.

A terrifying pressure surged from the west.

Qingying turned to look and saw that the powerful gods had arrived!

First-class God, Martial Artist.

First-class Evil God, Yin Flower Dan.

"Hei!" The Martial Arts Divine Sculpture shouted violently, and one of the six command flags suspended behind it immediately shot out.

The gale raged, like the cries of ghosts and the howling of gods.

A series of terrifying tornadoes, not only very large in scale but also dispersed all around.

The overall direction of the tornadoes was moving east, intending to trap the Faceless Jade Venerable within the wind formation.

At least to limit the Faceless Jade Venerable's vision and hinder its movement.

But the problem was, this was just the general direction; the specific path of each tornado was completely unpredictable.

Divine Technique, Gale Camp Order!

Qingying bit her lip and paused for a moment.

The exalted gods naturally wouldn't care about the insignificant Human Clan.

Even if Qingying was really useful and adept against the minions of the Faceless Jade Venerable, she could always complete tasks better than the God Demons' minions, offering more resources to the Chenghua lord.

However, she was still a humble member of the Human Clan.

Even her own God, Chenghua, could freely humiliate and trample her, so how could other gods possibly show her any consideration?

"Huff! Huff!"

The terrifying tornado whipped up the sea of fog on the ground, transforming into fearsome "Fog Dragon Rolls."

The world changed color because of it.

The tiny ants were thoroughly lost in the wind and gray fog.

Fortunately, Qingying had a magic artifact, an oil-paper umbrella that had accompanied her for many years, which informed its owner of the fog dragon roll's path within a hundred-meter radius.

However, the Gale Camp Order's reputation was not just for show!

The tornadoes not only had unpredictable paths but also moved swiftly.

"Ugh." Qingying let out a muffled groan, heavily crashing to the ground.

She tried her best to fly to the side, narrowly avoiding the fog dragon roll, but failed to escape the chaotic turbulent winds.

In just a few seconds, the green lanterns surrounding her had already scattered.

Qingying had no chance to catch her breath; with the reminder of the magic artifact, she awkwardly dodged again.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar came from a distance, indicating that the great god had once again clashed head-on with the Faceless Jade Venerable.

No way!

Continuing like this would only lead to a dead end.

Qingying gripped the umbrella handle tightly, energy surging in her hand.

In an instant, the world around the woman changed.

"Swish swish..."

A gentle, illusory rain began to fall.

A tranquil river surface appeared silently, vast and misty.

The chaotic and peril-laden battlefield was dragged into a serene and peaceful painting of Jiangnan's misty rain.

Chenghua Divine Technique, Misty Rain in the Human World!

In the system of gods and demons, purification techniques were of extremely high priority.

High enough to purify beyond their levels!

The only issue was the lack of relevance in specialization.

The Gale Camp Order is an output skill! It's not the sand from the West Desolation Sect or the Frost Snow from the Ice Burial Clan, nor is it a support skill that alters the terrain environment.

Misty Rain in the Human World could only restrict or influence the tornadoes, it couldn't completely erase them.

But Qingying had no other choice.

To survive, she could only do this, and what happened next left Qingying utterly panicked.

Her desperate struggle seemed to have angered the gods.

"Yiyiyi~~~"

From high in the sky came a shrill tone that sent chills down one's spine.

Martial Arts Divine Technique, Opera Soul Tone!

God Martial Artist, Evil God Yin Flower Dan, Goddess Heroine, and even Faceless Jade Venerable, all were immune to spiritual output.

The Martial Artist and Yin Flower Dan had Pear Garden Hearts, the Heroine possessed Heroic Soul Will, and the Faceless Jade Venerable had both physical and spirit defense maxed out!

So this high tone shouldn't have appeared on the battlefield.

Now that it had, it meant the great god was displeased with a certain Human Clan disciple!

You filthy thing!

How dare you meddle with the Gale Camp Order that this god has issued?

"Ugh." Qingying's pupils shrank to needle points, her face turning pale.

With a thud!

She shivered violently, collapsing to the ground, her soul trembling fiercely.

The illusory scene of misty rain immediately shattered and disappeared.

The one lost in the wind and fog temporarily lost the ability to act.

The divine-level spiritual output was obviously beyond what someone in the Heavenly Realm could withstand. Without spirit defense techniques, the Chenghua disciple was harshly punished.

"Buzz!!"

The oil-paper umbrella trembled incessantly, extremely anxious.

The terrifying fog dragon roll was turning at a bizarre angle, about to sweep back around!

Yet its owner still hadn't come to their senses.

"Hoo~" The oil-paper umbrella couldn't care about much anymore and began to retract itself.

During the process of closing, the trembling woman also quickly shrank, being absorbed into the paper umbrella.

"Whoosh!"

The oil-paper umbrella rapidly shot away, only to be caught in the terrifying chaotic winds, spinning out of control.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded abruptly from afar.

Layers of expanding fire flames even dyed the dark clouds in the sky into fiery clouds.

Martial Arts Divine Technique, Blazing Fire Camp Order!

The Martial Artist's attack target was, of course, the Faceless Jade Venerable, but the range of the fire sea was too wide, and the explosive shockwaves were incredibly powerful.

"Crack! Crack..."

The oil-paper umbrella, despite having wooden ribs and a paper canopy, emitted sounds similar to shattering glass.

It spun rapidly, just swallowed by the edge of the firestorm, then suddenly tossed away by a wave of air.

"Dong! Dong!"

The oil-paper umbrella smashed heavily onto the ground, bouncing continuously.

Only when it rolled backward and slid, did a figure finally emerge.

"Ting, Ting Yu!"

Qingying stammered, crawling forward in a panic, clearly still affected by what had just happened.

The woman with disheveled hair no longer possessed her usual elegance.

Like the Magic Artifact·Ting Yu Umbrella, the ribs of the umbrella showed dense cracks everywhere.

A dignified Third Rank Magic Artifact, known for its defensive power.

Yet under the output of the Divine Technique, it could not escape unscathed.

"Ting Yu..." Qingying held onto the Magic Artifact that had accompanied her for years, her heart almost breaking.

"Buzz~" The Ting Yu Umbrella trembled softly.

"Let's go, let's go..." Qingying hurriedly muttered, divine power surging from her trembling palm, raising another illusory oil-paper umbrella.

Fortunately, the tornadoes had already passed, both the person and the umbrella were blown out from the edge of the firestorm.

Just escaping in the opposite direction should be enough.

Just escape... huh?

Qingying's forward-flying figure abruptly stopped.

"Crack!"

A huge thunderbolt struck down dozens of meters ahead.

It wasn't just a thunderbolt; it should be called a "Thunder Waterfall"!

Despair flashed across Qingying's eyes.

Sure enough, followed by one thunder waterfall after another, with no pattern, continuously striking everywhere.

Thunder Strike Order?!

The Martial Artist was fiercely battling the Faceless Jade Venerable, too preoccupied to care about the lowly Human Clan, or else continuing the Opera Soul Tone would have sufficed.

Yet even so, this divine battle would inevitably affect all creatures within this realm.

Ting Yu Umbrella lightly struggled, intending to open its canopy once more over its owner's head.

But this time, Qingying clutched the Ting Yu Umbrella tightly, instead protecting it in her arms.

Its umbrella ribs already bore many cracks.

It could no longer withstand the relentless bombardment of the thunder waterfall.

The Chenghua Sect did possess the ultimate skill·Heavenly Net Canopy, capable of opening a tremendously large oil-paper umbrella to shield against any output descended from the heavens.

But...

Qingying dared not act rashly.

Setting aside whether the Heavenly Grade·Heavenly Net Canopy could withstand the divine-grade thunder bombardment.

Once she opens the Heavenly Net Canopy, it would undoubtedly protect a substantial area.

The Martial Artist Lord might just take her life!

Qingying plummeted quickly, fleeing afar.

Could she escape the range of the thunder strike?

Uncertain.

Must try.

Her sister would be seventeen next year, soon to ascend the God Worship Platform, and be taken in by Chenghua.

As long as she was alive, still serving the Chenghua Lord, her sister ought to fare slightly better.

If she dies, her sister would lose any value for existence.

Might even incur the wrath of the gods...

No!

Can't die, can't!

"Crack!!"

A massive thunder waterfall crashed down.

Next to the waterfall, a human clan member fleeing in disgrace was instantly blown away.

Falling, rolling.

Water Flow Armor tore apart, groaning in pain.

The insignificant human, like a small boat wavering in a tempestuous sea.

She was struggling for survival, helplessly begging the heavens for mercy.

Also awaiting the verdict of fate.

"Pa!"

Qingying pushed herself up from the ground with one hand, painstakingly rising, dashing forward.

But the intense sound of divine combat emanated from directly ahead in the sky!

Qingying halted her stride, face ashen.

The gods' battle positions constantly shifted, barely moving for the magnificent Divine Sculptures.

But for the multitude, distances were calculated in kilometers.

"Buzz~"

Ting Yu Umbrella trembled again, as if reminding its master of something.

The woman stood amidst gray mist, listening to the thunderbooms descending from all directions, listening to the gales rising once more ahead.

Gale Camp Order.

Inferno Blaze Encampment.

Thunder Strike Order.

Would the command flags injure the Faceless Jade Venerable? Uncertain.

But enough to obliterate any lowly ants.

Life, struggle.

Unrealistic aspirations.

"Don't give up."

Suddenly, a young man's voice came from behind.

The voice was low and gentle.

Qingying's mind buzzed, dazed, thinking she was hallucinating.

The next moment, she suddenly realized an arm had wrapped around her waist.

"Sss——"

The sound of mist spraying abruptly burst forth.

Through layers of gray fog, amidst dense thunder strikes, Qingying was swiftly moving, her long black hair wildly dancing.

She didn't know where she was being taken.

But she could hear the sounds of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning growing distant.

Like a dream.

Making her dare not act rashly, fearing to puncture this unreal illusion.

In her mind again appeared the gentle whisper of the mysterious youth:

Don't give up.

Qingying's nose suddenly soured, eyes turned red.

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