The stolen magic is a bit magical

Above the skylight, that elegant voice chuckled softly: "Indeed, decisive in killing, that's the kind of disciple I'm looking for!"

As soon as the sound faded, a black lotus flower floated down from the skylight.

It floated up to the top of the long night.

As Changye rose into the sky with the black lotus, Xinyue flew with her for half the distance. Then, Changye let go of Xinyue's hand, and Xinyue's body fell through the air and crashed off the cliff.

On Island 101, countless people watched helplessly as she broke through that skylight.

Countless people clenched their teeth so tightly that blood seeped out.

“Let’s level this island!” said one of the Enlightenment Realm experts.

boom!
A pair of giant feet landed on the island, and Island 101 disintegrated!

Same day!
Southern Xinjiang!

At the Gongchun Mountain outpost, Lin Xiaoyang roared and hurled the empty rocket launcher in his hand into the valley in front of him.

Dozens of figures soared into the sky from the valley.

"Captain, if there is an afterlife, let's be brothers again!" Zhijun jumped down.

With a whoosh, a sword flew in and pierced his chest.

Zhijun burst into laughter...

boom!
A massive explosion erupted centered on him.

Three experts were blown into a bloody mist.

"Captain, remember my instructions!" Zhiwei jumped up.

Lin Xiaoyang's eyes were bloodshot...

What were Zhiwei's instructions?
It is the common wish of nine former comrades-in-arms from Gongchun Mountain outpost. They have a common instruction for those who are still alive: If I die in battle, do not burn paper money for me or offer me wine. Just write down our brother Xiao Su's achievements on paper and burn it for me! This is called "good news flying in as paper money"!
One, two, three...

One by one, my comrades embarked on this path!

The Gongchunshan outpost is finally empty.

He was the only one left.

What about him?

On the fourth day of the third month, he sent a message to his fiancée: "War is coming, and the wedding I promised you can't take place. If I am still alive after the war and you are still married, I will marry you!"
Now, there's no postwar outlook, only the present!

In the land of Great Xia, enemies have already breached the borders: to the north, west, and south...

This outpost is no longer the last line of defense against enemy invasion, but it is the last line of defense in the hearts of soldiers. Even if it can no longer stop the enemy from entering the country, killing one more enemy can reduce the pressure on compatriots at home.

Five cultivators had already reached the outpost and stood before him. Lin Xiaoyang smiled.

That smile signifies letting go!
That smile was a sign of his acceptance as he walked towards the Bridge of Helplessness...

Then, he charged toward the enemy in front of him, meeting the enemy's thrusting sword. In the past, he might have been able to block this sword, but today, he would not!

The longsword pierced his waist, and Lin Xiaoyang suddenly pressed down on the high-explosive bomb on his waist!

Just then, a figure flashing with lightning suddenly appeared in front of him.

As soon as he appeared, the high-explosive bomb at Lin Xiaoyang's waist suddenly flew out...

boom!
Three practitioners were blown to pieces.

Lin Xiaoyang was originally at the very center of the explosion, but his figure, crackling with electricity, suddenly expanded and forcefully blocked the shockwave.

She took two steps forward, and Lin Xiaoyang was stunned.

Blue Fairy!

He wasn't originally familiar with the Hidden Dragon Heavenly King, but he had benefited from the recent war.

When analyzing the situation in southern Xinjiang, he saw photos of Lan Yao in Peacock Valley in southern Xinjiang.

Who would have thought that this king-level figure, the soul of the southern border defense line, would leave Peacock Valley and come to Gongchun Mountain outpost, where he killed the trespassing bandits at the critical moment, allowing Lin Xiaoyang to escape death.

The remaining two cultivators did not recognize any Heavenly King.

Draw your sword immediately!

The moment the sword was drawn, Lan Yao locked onto it with a single glance.

The sword was still three feet away from her enormous body when Lan Yao raised both hands.

boom!
The heads of the two practitioners exploded.

This was not the Blue Demon's usual attack method.

Because she has changed.

She can reach a height of ten meters, and once her size expands, her strength becomes limitless.

One punch, simple and easy.

Even if he were to peer into the heavens, he would be no match for her punch.

Even at the Enlightenment Realm, within the domain created by the Snow Turtle, she could still defeat them with a single punch.

Having killed two powerful cultivators, the Blue Demon tilted its massive body slightly, facing Lin Xiaoyang: "Lin Xiaoyang, you can't die yet!"

"No! I can die, my comrades can die, why can't I?" Lin Xiaoyang's gaze swept around, his former comrades were now gone, not even a piece of their body could be found. Overwhelmed with grief.

"Your brother has gone to a land of hope, and I don't want him to lose his loved ones while bringing hope to the world!" Lan Yao said. "So, no matter how difficult it is, you must live until he returns! This... is a military order I, Lan Yao, have given you!"

The outside world is turbulent.

Inside the Taoist temple in the Three Heavens, a single lamp flickered dimly.

This lamp is the torch of humanity.

Above the lamp, three characters in bone script are written in the shape of the character "人" (person).

Gradually, the color of the three-character bone script changed.

The pale bones gradually regained some blood color, becoming increasingly fresh.

Finally, a drop of blood seeped from the bone, drip!

Under the lamp, Lin Xiaosu stretched out his finger, and a drop of blood fell onto his fingertip.

A sudden realization dawned on him.

This is the enlightenment of the first character in the three-character bone script, the character "灵" (spirit/spirit)...

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the three-character bone script on the lamp fell into his palm. The thigh bone and calf bone entered the secret realm space, leaving only the foot-shaped bone in his hand.

He stepped out of the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple was deathly silent. Lin Xiaosu descended three heavens in one step.

The Kunlun Mountains are beneath our feet.

The mountain peaks are still covered in snow.

The wind blowing down from the mountaintop was bitingly cold.

Suddenly, his heart trembled...

Because he saw a being of enlightenment sweeping across the sky.

At this moment, Kun Cang Wu Jing is entirely located in the South China Sea, Southern Xinjiang, and Tashan.

We should absolutely not be at the foot of Mount Kunlun at this moment.

He knew most of the people in the Kun Cang Enlightenment Realm, but he had never seen the person who had just passed by.

The defenses have been breached?

Breaking through the barriers of enlightenment?

If that's the case...

His back was instantly covered in cold sweat.

With a whoosh, Lin Xiaosu soared through the air, passing over the valley in front of her. The valley was a pastoral settlement. Under the blue sky and white clouds, on the beautiful grassland, the snow-white sheep, accompanied by the leisurely cracking of whips, was once a dream scene for many people, but now it was a nightmare.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the grass.

In the meadow lay a shepherd girl, her clothes all gone, lying face up on the grass. Her eyes, which remained open until her death, were empty, filled with fear and utter despair, proclaiming that she had encountered something she could never have imagined before her death.

Lin Xiaosu's anger soared to the heavens, and she suddenly increased her speed, flying along the trajectory that the Enlightenment Realm had just passed.

The horrific scene below was becoming increasingly shocking.

The beautiful grasslands remain, the wind still blows, the grass still grows, and the natural beauty remains. However, with the ubiquitous human tragedies, this place has become like hell.

Ahead lies Huiyan Town.

On the road, the vehicle was split in two by a sharp blade.

A scream had just been heard in the small town.

Wuxiang Temple has long lost its former tranquility. In front of the temple, dozens of monks' corpses have turned the sacred Buddhist site into a scene of carnage.

Dozens of monks stood in the temple, chatting and laughing.

In the innermost meditation room, Xiang Yixiu sat in the courtyard, enjoying tea.

The tea didn't slosh around, and his hands didn't tremble, but his glasses were already fogged up.

This is the mist from the tea!
Behind him, the female graduate student Xiaoya, her face deathly pale, clung tightly to the back of Xiang Yixiu's chair, barely managing to stand.

"Have you thought it through?" Xiang Yixiu asked the cultivator in front of him. "Activate the formation immediately and open this portal. Otherwise, your arms and legs will be broken, all the tendons in your body will be pulled out, and your woman will be gang-raped to death right before your eyes!"

When this person speaks, he looks up at the sky with an air of arrogance.

Because he has seen the ultimate heavens, in this degenerate age, he is practically a ruler whose words become law.

Xiang Yixiu slowly raised his head and gently adjusted his glasses: "I've thought it through!"

"So, what's your choice?"

Xiang Yixiu slowly stood up, a professor's usual smile on his face, and gently extended his hand: "I am a refined person. There is a saying about refined people: to follow the times and obey fate, which is the choice of the wise! Let's shake hands and make a deal!"

A smile slowly spread across the cultivator's face: "Not bad!"

He stretched out his hand and gently shook hands with Ikkyu.

Suddenly, Xiang Yixiu's hand jerked violently.

The five fingers transformed into a giant vortex!
puff!
The cultivator's arm turned into a bloody mist, and from within the mist, three white bones pierced into the cultivator's dantian.

The cultivator's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly raised his hand, but his dantian had been destroyed, and his cultivation was completely ruined.

call!
Xiang Yixiu reached out his left hand and grabbed the monk by the neck.

With a forceful movement, the practitioner knelt down in front of him with a thud.

Xiang Yixiu smiled faintly: "Since entering Wuxiang Temple, this is the only correct posture. Don't be too arrogant in front of the people of Great Xia! No one in Great Xia will buy into your act... Understand?"

The seven or eight cultivators on the periphery were all stunned.

Who would have thought that this refined and gentle professor would dare to pull such a stunt?
Before he knew it, the leading monk was kneeling in front of him.

With just this one kneel, even if their entire team wiped out everyone within a ten-mile radius, they still wouldn't be able to wash away this humiliation!
call!
A palm strike came flying!
Xiang Yixiu raised his left hand.

Take it head-on!

boom!
Xiang Yixiu was lifted off the ground and crashed into the stone wall behind him.

Blood was already seeping from the corner of his mouth. Xiaoya screamed and ran over to hug him.

Xiang Yixiu gave a wry smile: "It seems I've wasted too much energy on your belly and neglected my cultivation."

Xiaoya's heart was filled with endless turmoil.

This philandering professor remained philandering even in his dying moments…

Swish!
The sword light rises!
At least three sword lights swept in simultaneously...

Xiang Yixiu hugged Xiaoya tightly: "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. It's about the same as when I first broke through your defenses..."

Now, Xiaoya was truly confused.

Just as the sword light was about to reach Ikkyu's throat, suddenly, the sword light vanished!
Xiang Yixiu's eyes widened suddenly as he saw a figure.

A familiar figure!

Lin Xiaosu!
The three cultivators before him wore very strange expressions…

Chi!
The three heads simultaneously left their original positions and slowly slid down, the three cultivation masters slowly falling to the ground.

"Little Su!" Xiang Yixiu shouted.

His voice was so excited.

Xiao Ya, who was in his arms, suddenly turned around, her whole body trembling...

"Professor Xiang, how badly are you injured?"

"I won't die, but..."

With a loud bang, as if a giant boulder had crashed into the small courtyard outside, Xiang Yixiu's expression changed once again.

A master has arrived, a master whom their level simply cannot resist. (End of Chapter)