“Impudent!”
Seeing Ji Xiaoyu summon a phantom that directly annihilated the Great Cultivator of the Luo Family, the other Luo Family cultivators were instantly enraged. They each brought out their own Dharma Treasures, prepared to kill her on the spot.
Luo Yetian was about to speak when the phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu suddenly erupted with golden flames, sweeping in all directions. The cultivators from all directions were too late to dodge and could only instinctively use Spiritual Power and Mana to resist.
As the golden flames swept past, the entire world suddenly changed.
The sky turned crimson, and countless meteors fell from the distance. Each meteor stirred up a shockwave, creating a breathtaking spectacle.
Ji Xiaoyu stood high above, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, but her brows did not knit together, remaining indifferent.
The phantom behind her ignited with golden flames, and the Dao Patterns on its forehead flickered with a strange light. She raised her right hand to her mouth, muttering something, and layers of golden glyphs burst forth from her body, expanding rapidly to dominate the entire sky in less than three breaths.
“I didn’t expect the Primordial Daoist Talisman to contain will! I wonder which ancient predecessor it is that we have disturbed?”
An elderly voice rang out as an old man in a grey robe appeared, blocking in front of Luo Yetian.
Luo Yetian quickly raised his hand to salute him, his demeanor respectful.
The old man in the grey robe did not turn around, his gaze fixed intently on the golden phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu.
“A Loose Immortal is not enough,” Ji Xiaoyu’s voice rang out once more.
The grey-robed old man’s face changed dramatically, and he immediately took out a jade staff.
Boom—
A horrifying wave of golden flames rushed towards him. The grey-robed old man used his Mana to resist, but Luo Yetian behind him still felt the searing pain. This pain was not just on the surface; even his soul felt the agony.
“How is this possible…Who exactly is she?” Luo Yetian thought in disbelief.
The Ji Family members below were equally astonished.
Was Ji Xiaoyu’s Primordial Daoist Talisman really containing such terrifying power?
Ji Qiankun suddenly remembered what Ji Xiaoyu had told him three years ago, and a chill ran down his spine.
The grey-robed old man, possessing Loose Immortal cultivation, couldn’t withstand the vast golden flames. Blood spots appeared on his skin, as did on Luo Yetian’s behind him.
The other Luo Family Great Cultivators attacked from different directions, but their Mana quickly dissolved as it approached the golden flames, unable to harm Ji Xiaoyu.
The mountains trembled as if they were about to collapse, startling the cultivators in their caves. More and more people flew into the sky, looking at Ji Xiaoyu in disbelief.
Under their gaze, the golden phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu raised its right hand, drawing cracks across the sky with its fingertips. When her hand stopped, the space along the path shattered instantly, golden flames coiling around the edges of the space rift, forming a gigantic halo.
The blood spilling from Ji Xiaoyu’s mouth increased, but her eyes remained calm.
The golden phantom behind her drew a giant golden fan from the halo, its surface shaped like maple leaves, covered with glyphs, as if hiding numerous worlds.
As the giant golden fan descended, the world began to collapse, space twisted and shattered, clouds dispersed, and giant peaks crumbled.
The cultivators residing in this land scattered like headless flies, in extreme panic.
“Retreat with the people!”
The grey-robed old man’s voice was low and solemn as he resisted the golden flames, having transformed into a man of blood; Luo Yetian behind him was slightly better, but his skin also began to ulcerate.
Luo Yetian gritted his teeth, just about to turn and leave.
At that moment, the golden phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu suddenly swung the fan. A wave of burning flames swept across half of the sky, vaporizing all the cultivators along the way. Grey-robed old man and Luo Yetian couldn’t escape; as the flame wave passed, both of them turned into Light Stars, their bodies and souls annihilated, scattering like falling sparks.
This scene left the Ji Family cultivators and other clan cultivators stunned and terrified.
Ji Xiaoyu tilted her head, looking down at Ji Qiankun.
The Ji Family cultivators were extremely tense, not daring to meet her gaze.
Everyone within the Ji Family knew that the family had planned to sacrifice her; she didn’t truly wish to marry.
“With so many dead from the Luo Family, how will the Ji Family live in the future?” Ji Xiaoyu’s icy voice reached the ears of the Ji Family members.
Ji Qiankun, Ji Hantian, and the others felt a chill rise from their hearts, spreading throughout their bodies.
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Ji Xiaoyu’s eyes began to fill with blood, quickly turning blood-red.
“Xiaoyu, what exactly do you want to do?” Ji Hantian quickly asked. Apart from the Luo Family, no other families had suffered from the golden flames, making other clan cultivators silently sigh in relief.
Ji Xiaoyu’s eyes, now blood-red, raised to look towards the horizon.
At the end of the world appeared a massive black rift from which silhouettes flew out, rapidly approaching.
These figures all had an aura stronger than the previous grey-robed old man!
A horrifying killing intent locked onto Ji Xiaoyu.
Ji Xiaoyu raised her right hand, and the golden phantom behind her mirrored the motion with its giant golden fan.
At that moment, a figure appeared before her. Her eyes widened in surprise, showing clear shock despite the blood covering them.
Gu An, wielding the Nine Extremes Yin Yang Body, stood before Ji Xiaoyu. He held a sword in each hand, one being the Heavenly Residence Sword, the other the Qinghong Sword, both shrouded in dark purple Demonic Qi, hiding their true forms.
Facing the approaching Great Cultivators from afar, Gu An casually swung his swords.
The sword light illuminated the world!
A streak of Sword Qi, like a white rainbow, swept across the sky. The Great Cultivators of the Seven Stars Spirit Realm attacking Ji Xiaoyu were swallowed by the Sword Qi before they could even see Gu An’s form, turned to ash and vanished.
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One by one, notifications appeared before Gu An’s eyes.
Gu An turned to look at the devastated Ji Xiaoyu, deeply alarmed. The power of this Primordial Daoist Talisman was astonishing.
It was already comparable to the Wandering Immortal Realm!
However, Ji Xiaoyu was struggling to withstand it; her life force was fading rapidly.
He spoke, “Withdraw your divine skill.”
He used the voice of Sword Venerable Fudao, hoarse and steady.
Ji Xiaoyu smiled and said, “Reincarnation has begun, and it cannot be reversed.”
Gu An’s gaze shifted to the golden phantom behind her. He could see that the soul aura of the golden phantom was identical to Ji Xiaoyu’s. This power must have originated from somewhere else, summoned rather than hidden within her.
He tried a Life Span Detection on the golden phantom but found nothing.
“Sword Venerable, have you come specifically to assist me?” Ji Xiaoyu suddenly asked.
Gu An replied, “I came to annihilate the Seven Stars Spirit Realm.”
Ji Xiaoyu’s eyes bled as she smiled, “This life was too short, Sword Venerable. If we are fated, we shall meet again in the future.”
Her body suddenly burst forth with golden light and then scattered. A golden talisman appeared, absorbing the surrounding golden light into itself, and then quickly merged into the golden phantom.
Gu An’s gaze fell on the giant fan in the hands of the golden phantom, feeling the terrifying power within it.
This treasure was no weaker than the Divine Exotic City, and it wasn’t even a physical object, just manifested power.
The golden phantom swung its fan, and an overwhelming wave of golden flames soared overhead, breaking through the heavens. The terrifying spiritual energy surged in from the Minor Heaven and Earth outside.
A burst of intense light erupted from the distant darkness, a presence beyond a Wandering Immortal Realm approaching, extremely fast.
Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal!
This Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal raised his palm to strike, intending to annihilate the golden phantom with one blow. The golden phantom immediately raised its fan to defend.
Rumble—
The heavens trembled, and space collapsed and twisted.
Gu An stood beneath the fan, looking up at the giant golden fan, filled with curiosity about this treasure.
“Sword Venerable, my power won’t hold for long.” Ji Xiaoyu’s voice sounded, tired.
The golden phantom’s arm trembled, the fan moving closer to Gu An, unable to withstand the power of the Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal.
Gu An focused, using Life Span Detection on the Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal.
[Earth Gang Divine Lord (First Layer of Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal Realm): 129080/230000/250000]
A Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal who had lived for twelve thousand years!
Gu An took a step, crossing the distance of two formidable powers, appearing in front of the Earth Gang Divine Lord.
The Earth Gang Divine Lord’s face changed dramatically, disbelief showing on his face.
Sword light flashed, Sword Qi burst forth!
With one slash, Gu An annihilated the Earth Gang Divine Lord, body and soul, in an instant. The terrifying force even pushed back the golden phantom.
The golden phantom, holding the giant fan, looked at Gu An’s back, its features changing, clearly startled by Gu An’s power.
“I underestimated you, Sword Venerable. I look forward to meeting you again,” Ji Xiaoyu’s voice sounded. Immediately after, the golden phantom scattered, merging into the Primordial Daoist Talisman.
The Primordial Daoist Talisman tore through space and quickly disappeared.
Gu An turned to see the Ji Family cultivators retreating. Amid the crowd, Ji Hantian seemed to sense something and looked back, meeting his gaze.
At that moment, Ji Hantian felt a mix of shock and guilt.
He was shocked at Sword Venerable Fudao’s invincible presence in the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, and guilt-ridden for seemingly disappointing the elder.
He had always thought that the “Righteous Path” inscribed on the Heavenly Repair Platform was left by Sword Venerable Fudao, hoping he could lead the Supreme Sect onto the righteous path.
The fiery aura in the sky surged like tidal waves. A blink of an eye later, Ji Hantian could no longer see Sword Venerable Fudao’s figure.
Gu An took one step across space, arriving at a vast White Jade Square where thousands of disciples of the Seven Stars Spirit Realm were meditating, all facing a grand palace ahead.
No one noticed Gu An’s arrival!
Gu An’s gaze shifted to the palace, feeling the presence of another Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal hidden within.