Xue Qianren's eyes widened. "What kind of power is this?" The Cold Race's secret art, a technique she had poured her essence into, had been shattered! She extended her Divine Sense, attempting to probe Lu Xuan's cultivation realm, but it was like trying to grasp smoke – utterly unreadable! At that very moment, the distant powerhouses of the Witch Race unleashed their Forbidden Secret Arts. Around Lu Xuan, Xuan Shang Old Ancestor, and the other Grand Dao Sect elders, massive, eerie circles of Dao Patterns materialized. This was a curse born from pure Thought Power, the dreaded "Confining Circle!"
Within the swirling Dao Pattern circles, a terrifying transformation occurred. In an instant, Xuan Shang Old Ancestor and his companions seemed to age countless years. Their Vitality was brutally stripped away, their hair turning snow-white and falling out in clumps. The curse was utterly horrifying! Xuan Shang Old Ancestor and the others immediately cried out in agony.
Yet, Lu Xuan, Chen Changsheng, and the Green-skirted Girl remained completely unaffected!
Before the Grand Dao Sect elders could even recover, a second Forbidden Secret Art manifested: "Self-Slaughter Attack!"
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Xuan Shang Old Ancestor and the others began to spit blood. Their Internal Worlds were in chaos, endless illusory Spirit Weapons, formed from their own blood, frantically assailing their Dao Foundations, bones, and vital hidden points. Even in their Seas of Divine Sense, tiny black figures, like malevolent infants, condensed and began devouring their Divine Soul power!
Chen Changsheng, a slight frown creasing his brow, casually waved his sleeve. Five streams of Divine Radiance, like brilliant rainbows, shot forth and pierced into the bodies of Xuan Shang Old Ancestor and the four others. In mere breaths, within their Internal Worlds, both insidious Thought Powers were severed. Xuan Shang Old Ancestor and his companions instantly recovered, their faces flushed with renewed health. Not only had Chen Changsheng effortlessly broken the curses, but his Divine Radiance had even caused their cultivation to advance slightly.
Meanwhile, from the depths of the starry sky, the shrill, agonizing screams of the Witch Race echoed. "Ah! Ah..."
"Our Forbidden Curses were actually broken!"
"Who exactly are you...?"
Several Witch Race Old Ancestors tumbled out of the void, bleeding profusely, their robes stained crimson, looking like ancient, withered specters. Chen Changsheng had merely made a casual move, yet it had inflicted such devastating backlash upon them!
Seeing this impossible scene, all three major forces of the Holy Alliance froze, utterly dumbfounded. They stared at Lu Xuan in disbelief. "Who are you people? The Grand Dao Sect has no such powerful individuals!"
Lu Xuan's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. "Surprised?"
Xue Qianren's white dress fluttered, and delicate white snow petals bloomed beneath her jade feet, her face now even paler. Lu Xuan alone had effortlessly blocked the combined attacks of both her Cold Race and the Blood Spirit Race! And that was without even considering the unassuming grey-robed man behind him, Chen Changsheng, or the mysterious Green-skirted Girl whom she couldn't fathom at all!
Xue Qianren, her jade feet dancing lightly, floated before Lu Xuan. As aloof and proud as she was, she now forced out a strained, almost fragile smile. "Lu Xuan, how about we settle the grievances between our Cold Race and the Grand Dao Sect right here?"
Everyone present gasped. Xue Qianren had actually smiled at Lu Xuan! This was likely the first time in countless eons that Xue Qianren, whose beauty was said to be capable of overthrowing cities and toppling kingdoms, had ever graced a man with such an expression!
Her breath, though still exhaling cold air, carried a faint, alluring fragrance as she drew closer to Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan's smile turned playful, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Settle?"
Xue Qianren considered for a moment, then spoke, her voice soft yet confident. "I am willing to pay a price. That price is... me." She was utterly convinced that no man in the Southern Wilds could resist her allure. This man before her, no matter how powerful, would surely be no exception! After all, even the mightiest experts often fell for a beautiful face!
At this, the Bloodfiend Old Ancestor's expression shifted. "Xue Qianren, you..."
Xue Qianren sighed, a touch of resignation in her tone. "We lost, didn't we? A price must be paid."
Lu Xuan's lips merely curved further, watching Xue Qianren's performance with detached amusement.
Xue Qianren continued her slow, deliberate approach, endless frost falling around Lu Xuan, creating a scene of ethereal beauty. Her lips slightly parted, and she even rose on her tiptoes, leaning in as if to kiss Lu Xuan.
The onlookers were utterly stunned. No! Don't!
But Lu Xuan remained completely unmoved.
Suddenly, an ancient short blade materialized in Xue Qianren's hand, surging with the power of a Three-rotation Half-step Supreme. It plunged directly towards Lu Xuan's chest. In that instant, the scenery around Lu Xuan twisted dramatically. Frost descended, solidifying into ice, freezing a thousand li of space!
Xue Qianren gave a cold chuckle, her expression now filled with playful malice. "Below the Supreme Realm, no one is worthy to be my Dao Companion. Die!" The short blade in her hand was a relic from the Cold Race's Supreme Ancestor, inscribed with the Dao Patterns of a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme, and even contained a trace of the Ancestor's power! She had already used Dao Patterns to freeze the area. Lu Xuan was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter!
Chii! The short blade cut through the air with a chilling gleam, surging with heaven-reaching killing intent.
Lu Xuan casually extended two fingers and simply clamped the short blade between them! Xue Qianren couldn't advance an inch! Her pupils constricted violently. "How is this possible?!" This blade, launched in a sneak attack, was capable of annihilating a Three-rotation Quasi-Dao Supreme!
The next instant, Lu Xuan grabbed the short blade with his right hand and, with a flick of his wrist, plunged it directly into Xue Qianren's snowy neck.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Blood continuously spurted from Xue Qianren's jade neck, ice and snow melting into a gruesome, yet strangely beautiful, painting. Incredibly beautiful, yet incredibly brutal! Her pupils dilated, and blood sprayed from her lips. "You... you actually want to kill me?" She was a peerless beauty, coveted by countless powerhouses across the Southern Wilds! And now Lu Xuan actually wanted to kill her! She found it impossible to believe, yet it was truly happening!
In a flash, Xue Qianren's voice filled with desperate pleading. "Lu Xuan! I swear a Heavenly Dao Oath! When you become a Supreme, I will become your Dao Companion!"
Lu Xuan scoffed, a cold, dismissive chuckle escaping his lips. "You wish!"
Xue Qianren's pupils dilated further. She didn't understand. How could anyone in this world reject her?
Boom!
Xue Qianren's aura grew weaker and weaker, until her body finally toppled backward, her eyes wide in death, unable to comprehend her fate.
Seeing this scene, the entire starry sky fell into a dead silence.
The Bloodfiend Old Ancestor's body trembled, filled with endless, profound fear. Feng Tianxiao's expression was grim and uncertain. He and Xue Qianren were both Two-rotation Quasi-Dao Supremes, but his strength was inferior to hers. Now Xue Qianren had been instantly killed by Lu Xuan! He was even less capable!
The hearts of the Demon Court's Great Demons were filled with endless shock. Xue Qianren was ranked among the top ten ancient beauties of the Southern Wilds. Just like that, she was killed by Lu Xuan? What a damn waste!
Lu Xuan turned his gaze to the Bloodfiend Old Ancestor, his voice calm and indifferent. "It's time to end this."
Suddenly, the Bloodfiend Old Ancestor's expression darkened, and he roared ferociously, "Summon Ancestor!" Their Blood Spirit Race's Supreme Ancestor had once left behind a wisp of his Dao Rhyme Manifestation in the starry sky! Although it wasn't a true Supreme, it was far more powerful than any of them!
Hearing this, Lu Xuan showed a hint of interest. "Oh?"
Soon after, the Old Ancestors of the Cold Race and Witch Race also nodded. Things had come to this; they simply couldn't defeat Lu Xuan! They could only Summon Ancestor, to see if there was a glimmer of hope!
The Bloodfiend Old Ancestor's Spirit Arts shifted in his hands. The surrounding boundless blood pool was rapidly drawn upon, and at the same time, he cut a deep incision on his arm. Brilliant Dao Patterns surged from the wound, and an invisible, ancient power began to gather in the starry sky.
Boom!
Across a thousand li of the starry sky, a boundless blood pool gurgled and churned, this part of heaven and earth seeming to ignite. The crimson blood converged into a vast river, boiling with raw power, gradually forming an incredibly eerie Dao Pattern. A terrifying Quasi-Dao Supreme pressure, deep as an abyss and vast as a sea, emanated from it.
The Blood Spirit Race Ancestor's Dao Rhyme Manifestation condensed from the boundless blood pool. It was a hundred-zhang tall figure, standing majestically in the void, immense and boundless, like a colossal mountain spanning the sky, like a falling star, vast and limitless. Dao Patterns swirled around his body, his two blood-red eyes burned fiercely like giant suns, and his crimson hair flowed down like rivers.
This was the Blood Spirit Race's Supreme Ancestor, the Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor!
On the other side, the Cold Race members were also performing their own Summon Ancestor ritual! In that direction, cold power condensed, threatening to freeze the entire starry sky.
At this moment, the Blood Slaughter Old Ancestor lowered his head, his eyes still holding a hint of confusion, looking at the Blood Spirit Race members.
"What year is this?"
"What matter has awakened me?"