The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 850 Chaos Begins

The roar of the sky's shattering explosion still lingered in her ears. Yun Yao's Primal Chaos Realm shattered like shattered glass, myriad rays of golden light pouring down from the cracks. She stumbled and fell into the void, the power of her Chaos Dao body completely dissipating under the impact of the "Heavenly Dao Self-Detonation." However, her consciousness remained surprisingly clear. As the last fragment of the Heart of Heaven sank into her palm, she saw Chu Mochen's pale face rapidly approaching.

"Hold on!" Chu Mochen's Hanyuan Sword suddenly blazed with a dazzling light, its tip slicing through a crack in space, engulfing the two of them in a hazy mist. Yun Yao instinctively grasped his blood-stained collar, the warmth from her fingertips making her eyes burn. He was clearly the one she was meant to protect, so why did he always stand in her way at the critical moment of life and death?

The moment the mist cleared, the warm morning light washed over her. Yun Yao slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying in a sea of flowers, pink and white petals gently falling in her hair. Not far away, Chu Mochen, holding the Hanyuan Sword, surveyed his surroundings warily. The blood on his black robe had dried, but he still stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

"This is..." Yun Yao wanted to get up, but found that all the spiritual power in her body was gone, and her cultivation in the Void Realm and the Void Breaking Chapter disappeared like the receding tide.

"We are in the small world." Chu Mochen put away his sword, squatted down and helped her up, his eyes full of heartache, "You created this with the power of the fragments." He raised his hand and brushed away the petals on her shoulders, his movements so gentle as if he was touching a rare treasure.

Yun Yao looked around and realized that this sea of flowers was actually an island suspended in the air. Below the island was a rolling sea of clouds, and deep within the clouds, other floating landmasses could be vaguely seen. Each piece of land was covered with a variety of vegetation, some covered with dazzling ice crystals, and some wrapped in flowing flames.

"The host has created a small world, unlocking the achievement 'Chaos Creator'. Next stop - Hongmeng Divine Realm!" The system's voice suddenly rang out, frightening Yun Yao so much that she almost jumped. She then remembered that the system hadn't appeared since the Heart of Heaven shattered.

"You are still alive?" Yun Yao asked in surprise.

"Strictly speaking, I am now the spiritual center of the small world." The system's voice was a little proud. "But I may not be able to appear as frequently as before. Maintaining the stability of the small world requires a lot of energy."

Yun Yao was about to ask further when the ground suddenly shook violently. In the distant sea of clouds, a dark shadow broke through the water. It was a giant Kun, a hundred feet long! Atop the Kun's dorsal fin stood a white-haired youth, dressed in a plain white robe. In his hand, he toyed with a golden jade slip—a fragment of the Heavenly Dao that Yun Yao had seen before.

"Fairy Yunhua, how are you?" the young man smiled and bowed, his voice as clear as a bell. "My name is Hong Meng, and I'm honored to meet the Creator of Chaos."

Chu Mochen immediately protected Yun Yao behind him, unsheathed his Hanyuan Sword, and swung his sword with sword energy. "Who are you? What brings you here?"

Hong Meng unhurriedly dismounted the giant Kun and slowly approached. "Don't worry, don't worry. I'm here to fulfill a promise made a thousand years ago." The jade slip in his hand suddenly glowed, and images floated in the air—Fairy Yunhua fighting alongside the Great Lord of Beginning, engaging in a fierce clash with the Elder Tiandao, and finally entrusting the remaining fragments to a mysterious figure...

"Back then, Fairy Yunhua foresaw the crisis of the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, and she injected some of the power of the fragments into the future time and space, entrusting me to protect it." Hongmeng sighed softly, "Now that you have created a small world, the power of the fragments resonates, and I know it is time to tell you the truth."

Yun Yao's eyes widened. She had never seen these scenes before, yet they seemed strangely familiar. It turned out that Fairy Yun Hua had already laid out these plans a thousand years ago, aiming for today's breakthrough.

"So you come here now to take back the fragments?" Chu Mochen asked coldly.

Hong Meng waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no. I am here to lend you a hand. Although the Three Thousand Divine Realms have been shattered, Elder Tiandao has not completely perished. His remaining soul is regrouping its power in the Hong Meng Divine Realm. If you wish to put an end to this conflict once and for all, you must go to the Hong Meng Divine Realm."

Yun Yao clenched her fists, a determination flashing in her eyes: "No matter where he hides, I will not let him go. But now..." She looked down at herself. Now that she had lost all her spiritual power, how could she compete with Old Man Tiandao?

"This small world is your foundation." Hong Meng formed seals with his hands, and the jade tablet melted into the ground like a stream of light. "The rules of this small world are under your control. Cultivating here will achieve twice the result with half the effort. When you have recovered your strength, I will take you to the Hong Meng Divine Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Meng turned into a white light and disappeared. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other and saw the same determination in each other's eyes.

In the days that followed, the two began their arduous training. Yun Yao discovered that the chaotic energy of the small world resonated strangely with her own chaotic Dao body. With every wisp of chaotic energy she absorbed, she could feel the power resurfacing within her. Chu Mochen, on the other hand, studied the rules of the small world, attempting to merge the Taichu Sword Technique with its power.

Three months later, on a morning, Yun Yao was cultivating in a sea of flowers when she suddenly sensed a familiar presence. She opened her eyes and saw Xiao Cui leading the villagers of the fishing village through the sea of clouds.

"Master!" Xiao Cui's eyes were filled with tears. "We felt the call of the small world and knew you must be here."

Yun Yao, her eyes red, went forward and embraced everyone. The old village chief, the fisherman Ah Qiang, and the once timid Xiao Douzi... their auras had become powerful and steady, clearly demonstrating their unwavering cultivation even after their departure.

"We are here to protect this home." The old village chief held Yun Yao's hand. "You saved us back then. Now, let us fight alongside you!"

A warm feeling welled up in Yun Yao's heart. She had never thought that she would have such a group of partners who would share life and death with her.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became overcast, and a huge crack tore through the heavens. Hongmeng's voice came with anxiety: "Not good! Elder Tiandao has awakened prematurely! He is consuming the power of the Hongmeng Divine Realm and preparing to attack the small world!"

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen exchanged a glance, simultaneously summoning the Jinghong Sword and the Hanyuan Sword. The villagers of the fishing village also formed battle formations, and Xiao Cui even summoned the Karma Compass she had brought from the Karma Hall.

"Come on!" Yun Yao roared to the sky, and her Chaos Dao Body awakened again. "This time, I will never let you succeed again!"

The figure of the old man Tiandao slowly emerged from the cracks. His face was twisted and hideous, a dark aura of chaos lingering around him, and in his hand he held a giant sword composed of countless fragments.

"Yunhua's reincarnation, do you think you can escape this by creating a small world?" The voice of the old man Tiandao exploded like thunder. "Today, I will let you know the consequences of being an enemy of the Heavenly Dao!"

Before he finished speaking, the giant sword slashed down with devastating force. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen leaped up simultaneously, their swords clashing together and colliding with the giant sword. The villagers in the fishing village also launched their attacks, and various spells illuminated the entire sky.

The battle was intense, and Yun Yao could feel the power of her Chaos Dao Body rapidly draining. At this moment, she suddenly remembered Hong Meng's words—she controlled the rules of the small world. She closed her eyes, carefully feeling every ripple of the small world, and infused the power of Chaos into the ground beneath her feet.

"In the name of the Chaos Creator, seal!" Yun Yao commanded, and the power of the small world's rules transformed into countless chains, entangled with the giant sword of the old man Tiandao. Chu Mochen seized the opportunity to launch the most powerful attack of the Taichu Sword Art, piercing the cold abyss sword directly between the old man's eyebrows.

The old man roared, and the chaotic energy on his body surged, shattering all the chains. But just as he was about to strike back, Yun Yao suddenly merged the power of three tears into the chaotic body and unleashed the forbidden secret technique - Chaos Reincarnation.

Time seemed to stand still, and the old man's movements slowed. Yun Yao seized the opportunity and plunged the Jinghong Sword into his heart. The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, and his body began to dissipate.

"Impossible... I am the way of heaven... Impossible..." His voice gradually faded away and turned into starlight and dissipated in the air.

After the battle, Yun Yao collapsed to the ground, and Chu Mochen immediately stepped forward to hug her. The villagers of the fishing village cheered and gathered around to celebrate this hard-earned victory.

"We did it..." Yun Yao leaned in Chu Mochen's arms with a relieved smile, "We really did it."

Hong Meng reappeared, smiling and nodding. "Congratulations, both of you. With Elder Tiandao now eliminated, the shackles of the Three Thousand Divine Realms have been completely broken. However, this is only the beginning." He raised his hand and a door emitting a mysterious light appeared before him. "The gate to the Hong Meng Divine Realm has been opened. There are many more secrets waiting for you to explore."

Yun Yao stood up and held Chu Mochen's hand tightly. "No matter what lies ahead, we will face it together." She turned and looked at the villagers of the fishing village. "If you are willing to join us, come with us to see the wider world!"

Everyone responded in unison, following Yun Yao and Chu Mochen toward the main entrance. The moment they entered, the system's voice rang out again: "It has been detected that the host is about to enter the Hongmeng Divine Realm, embarking on a new journey. Please prepare yourself, as new challenges and opportunities await you..."

The light faded, and Yun Yao and the others emerged onto a mysterious continent. In the distance, towering mountains reached the sky, and strange animal roars echoed from the vast forest. Yun Yao took a deep breath, feeling the rich spiritual energy in the air, her heart filled with anticipation.

"Chu Mochen, our story has just begun." She turned to look at the person next to her, her eyes gleaming.

Chu Mochen held her hand tightly, a gentle smile on his lips: "Well, no matter where you go, I will accompany you."

In this brand new world, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen will continue their adventures and write their own legends. And their story will be passed down forever in the legends of the Three Thousand God Realms...