Many children, many blessings; my family helped me win over the ultimate fairy.

at the same time.

The Great World of Cold Yin.

This world is close to the Samsara Great World of the Samsara Palace.

It has always been a paradise for rogue cultivators and demonic cultivators, as well as a burial ground.

As the Golden Age descends, a Heavenly Heart Mark containing the ultimate Yin Law manifests in this realm, instantly igniting madness throughout the entire world.

Several pseudo-emperors who had attained enlightenment through unconventional means, along with dozens of old monsters at the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm, emerged from their respective caves and forbidden areas, engaging in a bloody and relentless battle for the Emperor's Throne Mark.

At this moment, in the center of the Cold Yin Great World, above a huge altar built of ten-thousand-year-old Yin wood, three figures are fighting fiercely.

"Black Mountain Old Ghost, you already possess a Yang attribute mark, yet you still dare to compete with us for this supreme Yin mark? What kind of logic is that!"

A pseudo-emperor, dressed in a blood-red robe and exuding an aura of bloodlust, let out an angry roar.

Opposite him stood a withered old man in black robes, who looked as if he had crawled out of a grave. He cackled strangely:

"Blood River, what do you know? The harmony of Yin and Yang is the Great Dao! If I could obtain this seal again and fuse the power of the two seals, I might be able to carve a bloody path in the final battle for the Emperor's Road!"

"Bullshit! You clearly want to keep both marks for yourself and cut off our path!"

Another false emperor, shrouded in poisonous fog, also shouted sharply.

All three were veteran pseudo-emperors who had attained enlightenment through unorthodox means. Their strengths were roughly equal, and none of them could defeat the other. They could only attack each other while trying to get closer to the Heavenly Heart Mark that floated above the altar and emitted a faint blue light.

Around the altar, even more pseudo-emperors and quasi-emperors were eyeing the scene covetously, waiting for their chance.

At this tense moment, when swords were about to be drawn and war was imminent.

A languid yet alluring female voice suddenly rang out above everyone's heads.

"Hey, you old folks, aren't you tired of arguing here for so long?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every powerful person present.

"Who?!"

Black Mountain Old Ghost, Blood River Ancestor, and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they looked up abruptly.

Nine peerless figures appeared in the void above, seemingly out of nowhere.

Leading the group was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in magnificent palace attire, exuding an air of dignified elegance. Her brows carried a hint of majesty befitting an empress, and she was none other than Luo Lianyi, the former Empress Dowager of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty.

Beside her stood a woman in a lush green dress, with a voluptuous and mature figure—Gui Rui, the patriarch of the Tree Elf clan.

Further behind is Katsura Shōya, with her long silver hair and a cool demeanor, and her cute and charming younger sister Katsura Shōsei beside her.

There was also a woman dressed in white, holding a plum blossom-patterned longsword, with a cold and aloof expression, named Mei Xueyan.

A pair of sisters exuding an aura of illusion and dreams, Luo Changfeng and Luo Changyun.

The last two are the most eye-catching.

A woman with an alluring figure, nine fluffy fox tails swaying gently behind her, and a pair of captivating fox eyes—it was Bai Susu.

The other one, whom she was holding in her hand, was dressed in a plain white gauze dress, barefoot, with a face so pure it seemed otherworldly, but with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes—this was Xia Jiuge.

The nine people floated silently in the air, their auras varying in strength.

Those who are strong, such as Luo Lianyi and Gui Rui, are actually at the pseudo-emperor level.

The weaker ones, like Luo Changyun, seem to be even below the level of a quasi-emperor.

As for Bai Susu and Xia Jiuge... their auras are strange... sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

However, it was this seemingly unevenly matched team that made all the old monsters present feel a strange sense of unease.

"They're from the Jiang family!"

Someone recognized their unique attire, which belonged to the Heavenly Emperor's palace, and exclaimed in surprise.

"The Jiang family? What are they doing here? Do they also want to steal this Heavenly Heart Mark?"

"Hmph, so what if it's the Jiang family? Under the rules of Heaven, even Great Emperors cannot intervene. Do you think a few women can snatch things from so many Quasi-Emperors and Pseudo-Emperors like us? Dream on!"

Black Mountain Old Ghost snorted coldly, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

The women of the Jiang family are all exceptional women with extraordinary physiques. If one could capture one of them and absorb her essence, it would be of great use to his future cultivation.

"Gentlemen, the Jiang family is going too far. Why don't we join forces to take them down first, and then decide who owns this mark?" Old Ghost Black Mountain transmitted his thoughts.

"good!"

Blood River Ancestor and Poison Mist False Emperor agreed without hesitation.

In an instant, the three pseudo-emperors reached a consensus, simultaneously changed direction, and pounced towards Luo Lianyi and the others.

"act recklessly."

Luo Lianyi looked at the three people rushing towards her and simply uttered four words.

"Oh dear, it's finally my turn to shine."

Bai Susu chuckled and moved swiftly to stand in front.

"Those three old geezers, so ugly, dare to have designs on our master's people?"

She extended her slender finger and gently tapped the Black Mountain Old Ghost who was charging at the front.

"Nine Hells Illusionary Realm"

hum!

Black Mountain Old Ghost felt a blur before his eyes, and the scenery around him changed instantly.

He found himself in an endless purgatory, where countless vengeful spirits and evil ghosts rushed in from all directions, tearing at his soul with madness.

"You think you can trap this old man with mere illusion magic?!"

Black Mountain Old Ghost was, after all, a veteran pseudo-emperor with a firm will. He immediately realized that he had fallen into an illusion and was about to activate his source to forcefully break the illusion.

However, in the instant his mind stirred...

A chilling coldness and a warm, moist starlight enveloped him at the same time.

【The Moon Star Falls!】

Gui Zhaoye and Gui Zhaoxing, the two sisters, one on the left and one on the right, rapidly formed hand seals in front of their chests.

Their once clear eyes had now completely transformed into deep red hearts, and the two supreme sacred body origins within them, namely [Taiyin Guixia Shuang] and [Xinghui Guishang Lu], resonated in an unprecedented way at this moment!

boom!

Centered on the Black Mountain Old Ghost, the space within a radius of several thousand feet was instantly pulled into an extremely bizarre realm.

Half of it is absolute frost capable of freezing one's soul, while the other half is warm, moist, and captivating starlight mist.

Cold and hot, hard and soft, these two extreme laws alternate in an instant at a frantic frequency.

Black Mountain Old Ghost felt as if his soul had just broken free from the mire of illusion when he crashed headfirst into this terrifying domain.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

He was horrified to discover that his pseudo-emperor essence had momentarily stagnated under the impact of the alternating hot and cold temperatures!

Although it only lasts for a brief moment, less than a breath, in a battle between strong individuals, this momentary flaw can be fatal!

"Hehehe, old man, your reaction is too slow." A charming voice suddenly rang out.