Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

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Everything around seemed to be frozen in place, and the entire place fell into a suffocating silence.

All eyes were focused on the Feather Emperor Ancestor, each gaze filled with anxiety.

Only this fiery world remained raging, the scalding magma seemingly imbued with a life of madness, erupting into the sky from time to time without any discernible pattern.

With overwhelming force, it crashed into the sky, exploding and churning in the air, outlining magnificent pillars of fire that reach the heavens.

The crimson flames licked the sky, becoming the most dazzling and restless presence in this deathly silence.

Xia Ritian stood to the side, his aura restrained, only his eyes flashing with a sharp and agile light.

His gaze was sometimes fixed on the distance, and sometimes lowered in thought, clearly his brain was working at a rapid pace.

Xia Ritian was devising various ways to break through the predicament, exuding a resolute determination to go all in.

If the Feather Emperor Ancestor and the White Lotus Holy Mother joined forces, along with the lingering remnant of the Fallen Spirit Ruins, they would be equivalent to three beings at the Earth Venerable realm.

That would make me fight them head-on!

In contrast, Empress Xia Mingyue stood to the side, her black bird imperial robe fluttering slightly in the heat, her posture elegant and composed, showing no sign of panic or tension.

She stood quietly in the void, radiating an innate aura of authority that brought peace of mind.

The tense situation and imminent crisis seemed to be nothing more than a common occurrence for Empress Xia Mingyue.

The six patriarchs, who had previously suffered heavy losses in the fierce battle, were now in a completely different situation.

Their faces were ashen, devoid of any color, and their bodies trembled slightly in the heat. Each breath seemed difficult and heavy.

Large beads of sweat rolled down their haggard faces, a stark contrast to Empress Xia Mingyue's composure, their eyes filled with the terror of surviving a calamity.

Heaven knows, in this great battle, they will encounter several supreme beings who are Earthly Venerable Realm Lords!
This is far beyond what was planned!

"Your Majesty, we and the Emperor Emeritus are guarding this place. You must not miss this opportunity. Please proceed to the Nine Heavens Secret Realm as planned."

Among them, the Li family patriarch, despite his weakened state, stepped forward, his voice hoarse yet filled with unwavering determination.

At the same time, an elder of the royal family also spoke, his eyes burning with determination, his words filled with a do-or-die resolve.

"The inheritance of the Lord of the Spirit Ruins, and that half of the Spirit Ruins' origin, are crucial to the rise and fall of our clan. They must not fall into the hands of others; we must seize them with all our might!"

The half of the Spirit Ruins' origin held by the remnant spirit of the Fallen Spirit Ruins was not on its own body, but had always been hidden within that mysterious and unpredictable sculpture of the Fallen Spirit Ruins.

To be precise, it is within the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

The sculpture of the Lord of the Spirit Ruins is the entrance to the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

This towering statue of the Lord of the Spirit Ruins, surrounded by an ancient and mysterious aura, stands quietly in the center of the world of flames.

At this critical moment, before the Feather Emperor Ancestor could make a decision, he had not yet agreed to the conditions proposed by the White Lotus Holy Mother.

The statue of the Lord of the Spirit Ruins, which was also shrouded in a world of flames, suddenly froze in place without warning.

The mysterious patterns that were flowing around the statue froze instantly, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze as well, as if time itself stood still for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a faint yet dazzling white light suddenly flashed across the statue's solemn face.

The white light came without warning, yet it was so dazzling.

In an instant, the dazzling white light broke through the intense heat waves of the fiery world, like a brilliant star streaking across the night sky, illuminating the entire fiery world.

After the white light subsided slightly, everyone looked closely and saw a white portal, more than ten meters tall, quietly floating in the air.

Runes flickered on the white portal, swirling with mysterious power, seemingly silently beckoning everyone.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly became tense and hostile.

The Feather Emperor Ancestor's demonic eyes were like two blazing purple-gold suns, with raging purple-gold holy flames bursting forth from them, as if they were going to burn this world to ashes.

The ancient and mysterious aura emanating from the green wooden staff in his hand grew even stronger.

The staff trembled slightly, as if responding to its master's rage, eager to unleash its world-destroying power.

In an instant, the Feather Emperor Ancestor suddenly raised the Azure Wood Staff, his movements swift and decisive, and swung it forcefully towards the direction where Empress Xia Mingyue was.

This single gesture seemed to disrupt the very rules governing the universe, causing the entire world of flames to instantly boil over.

From all directions, countless pillars of purple-gold fire surged forth, like an ancient torrent breaking free from its restraints, carrying with them the power to destroy everything.

They carried endless heat and an aura of destruction, with a clear objective: to engulf the entire Great Xia royal family in this sea of ​​fire and wipe them all out.

Countless purple-gold fire pillars rippled through the void, causing ripples in the space wherever they passed, as if the space was about to collapse under the weight.

The roar of the pillars of fire was deafening, and the terrifying power contained within them distorted and deformed the surrounding air.

Upon seeing this, the six ancestors behind Empress Xia Mingyue turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror and despair.

"You are not qualified to destroy the Great Xia royal family!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap, suddenly caused Xia Ritian's aura to surge.

His right hand, enveloped in the power of the world's rules, slowly rose, the movement seemingly gentle, yet carrying an undeniable domineering aura.

On his palm, the Ten-Patterned Sun-Slaying Mysterious Bird Heavenly Seal seemed like an ancient artifact that had been awakened, instantly radiating an extremely dazzling black light.

The black light was so bright that it made everything around it pale in comparison, and it stung everyone's eyes.

At the very instant that light appeared, the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal was like a treasure trove containing boundless power, which was completely opened.

Countless streaks of black light overflowed, like a surging black torrent, bursting forth from the Xuan Bird Heavenly Seal with an unstoppable momentum.

Each of these black rays of light contained terrifying energy fluctuations.

They traced eerie arcs in the air, and in an instant, they met the overwhelming torrent of purple-gold fire pillars that seemed to burn everything to ashes.

The moment the black light and the purple-gold fire pillar came into contact, a deafening roar erupted.

The sound was like a primordial roar at the beginning of time, so loud that it made everyone in the secret realm's eardrums ache and they lost their footing.

At the point of impact, space seemed to be kneaded and distorted by an invisible hand, and black cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

The purplish-gold flames and the black aura intertwined and devoured each other, the two completely different forces clashing wildly.

The released energy ripples spread outwards wave after wave, instantly turning the surrounding mountains and boulders into dust and disappearing without a trace.

Under the collision of these world-destroying forces, the entire fiery world began to tremble and crumble. The surrounding space cracked like tattered paper.

Shocking black cracks spread rampantly, mercilessly shredding everything in their path.

The air was thick with a pungent, burnt smell, mixed with a strange odor from the collision of energy, making it suffocating.

The earth began to tremble violently, and countless lava peaks collapsed with a deafening roar as they shook.

Scalding magma surged forth from the earth, intertwining with the raging purple-gold flames and black light in the sky, creating a terrifying apocalyptic scene.

Even this world of fire is on the verge of complete collapse, as if an unprecedented global explosion is about to occur.

At this moment, Xia Ritian's power and the power of the Feather Emperor Ancestor are fiercely clashing, both of which involve the power of the world's rules.

It's undoubtedly like two different worlds engaging in non-confrontational friction and frantic collision.

This level of power collision far surpasses the realm of ordinary human cognition, each impact disrupting the laws of the real world. Time seems to lose its meaning at this moment, sometimes flowing rapidly, sometimes slowly stopping.

The dimensions of space also became chaotic, and the concepts of up, down, left, and right became blurred.

In this extremely chaotic situation, which resembled the end of the world and the collapse of order, a chilling atmosphere of death permeated the entire world.

The six patriarchs beside Xia Mingyue were now like candles flickering in the wind, their faces pale and their bodies trembling slightly.

Every inch of her skin was etched with deep helplessness and fear.

The members of the Netherworld Python's side were also overwhelmed by this invisible pressure, their backs soaked with cold sweat, and their eyes filled with panic.

The current facts ruthlessly prove that the power of the Earthly Venerable Realm Lord is by no means something that martial artists below the Void True Monarch can challenge.

As a dozen or so breaths quietly passed, drops of bright red blood began to seep from Xia Riti's eyes.

This seemingly evenly matched contest was actually fraught with undercurrents, and Xia Ritian had unknowingly fallen into a completely disadvantageous position.

The power of the Feather Emperor Ancestor was vast and boundless, already infinitely approaching the realm of a minor master of the Earthly Venerable Realm.

How could Xia Ritian, a pseudo-Earthly Venerable, easily contend with or defeat such an absolute power that could destroy the heavens and the earth?

"Nine Heavens Mystic Bird Technique!"

"True self as one, profound and luminous!"

Just as Xia Ritian's physical body was about to break down and collapse.

A clear, cold, and firm voice slowly rang out.

It was Empress Xia Mingyue!
In an instant, Empress Xia Mingyue's aura surged like a rocket breaking free from its restraints, soaring wildly towards the sky.

An extremely terrifying aura of pressure swept across the entire world of flames.

The world, which was originally just a simple world of blazing flames, was suddenly torn open by an invisible giant hand.

A faint, yet infinitely mysterious, black light shone down from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a bird's cry from the distant past pierced through layers of spatial barriers and reached everyone's ears with perfect accuracy.

The ancient and majestic quality contained in that voice sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

Lu Xuan, who was hiding in the void, was originally leaning comfortably on the chair he had formed from his own power.

At that moment, he suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes flashing with black and gold fire.

The firelight reflected both shock and an undisguised bewilderment.

"Lord Lord......"

"Was it powered by that mysterious black cauldron?"

He murmured to himself, a sigh escaping his lips.

This Empress may seem gentle on the surface, but she is actually very shrewd.

She actually possessed such extraordinary abilities that she could temporarily obtain the power of the Earthly Venerable realm.

Immediately, Empress Xia Mingyue raised her jade hand slightly, her posture elegant yet exuding boundless domineering aura.

The surface of the Xuan Bird Cauldron glowed with a faint light, and nine black phantom birds soared out from within the cauldron.

Each of the black birds had a cold killing intent flashing in its eyes. With an indomitable spirit, they clashed with the Feather Emperor Ancestor's attack.

In an instant, sparks flew and the space trembled. Xia Ritian and Xia Mingyue's attacks briefly held off the unstoppable offensive of the Feather Emperor Ancestor!

At this moment, the White Lotus Saintess, who had been hiding to the side and waiting for an opportunity, saw this and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

Her flawless white hand gently pinched the air as if she were picking an illusory flower.

In an instant, a moon-white jade artifact resembling the root of a white lotus slowly materialized.

This jade artifact exudes a soft yet formidable pure white luster, seemingly containing endless mysteries.

Since the Feather Emperor Ancestor attacked Xia Mingyue and her group, it means that he tacitly agreed to his conditions.

In this way, the White Lotus Mother would naturally not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

She intends to use the power of the Feather Emperor Ancestor to completely eliminate Xia Mingyue, this major threat, in one fell swoop.

The White Lotus Saintess secretly thought that as long as Xia Mingyue was eliminated, that Heavenly Origin Immortal Artifact would once again become ownerless.

At that time, everything he had been lying low for thousands of years, meticulously planning and scheming, would come to fruition.

This unwavering conviction, like a raging fire, burned in the heart of the White Lotus Mother for countless days and nights.

With victory within reach, how could she not be filled with excitement and determined to succeed?

The White Lotus Mother held the root-like jade artifact firmly in her right hand, her eyes cold and resolute, and swung it forcefully into the void.

The jade artifact shimmered with a cold, moonlit light, leaving a trail of afterimages like the Milky Way in the path of the White Lotus Mother's movements.

"Zheng——"

A clear, resonant sound pierced the heavens, and the jade artifact suddenly burst forth with a breathtakingly bright light.

The pure white light was unlike any ordinary bright color; instead, it carried a kind of purifying chill, illuminating every detail within a radius of a hundred feet.

Those with weaker cultivation immediately experienced stinging pain in their eyes and tears flowed uncontrollably; even the elders had to cover their faces with their sleeves.

"The Holy Mother descends to earth, and the Myriad Lotus Realms perish!"

As the words of the White Lotus Mother faded, countless white lotus phantoms bloomed in the void.

Each white lotus phantom is as large as Mount Sumeru, with clear patterns of mountains and rivers visible on its petals, resembling an evolving desert world.

Immediately, these white lotus phantoms, carrying a world-destroying force, pressed down towards Xia Mingyue's face.

Xia Mingyue felt the sharp and deadly attack, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Just as the white lotus phantom was about to engulf Xia Mingyue, a black-gold flame blade slashed through the sky.

Wherever the black and gold flame blade passed, countless white lotus phantoms were all cleaved in two.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

A sickening melting sound rang out.

The shattered white lotus phantoms did not dissipate, but were instead engulfed and devoured by the sky-filling black and gold flames, turning into wisps of green smoke in the blink of an eye.

The remaining power of the black-gold flame blade remained undiminished, forcefully cleaving a ten-thousand-foot-deep ravine into the fiery world that enveloped heaven and earth.

It was Lu Xuan who made the move.

Now that things have come to this, Lu Xuan has no choice but to take action.

If all the members of the Great Xia royal family were to die, he would be all alone.

Facing the Feather Emperor Ancestor, the White Lotus Holy Mother, and that old fellow who had always coveted him.

(End of this chapter)