Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

In mid-air, Ji Wushuang's right foot, which was resting on the void, trembled almost imperceptibly.

The air beneath their feet exploded, creating a visible white shockwave.

He paused, staring intently at the spot where he had just been standing, his face so dark it seemed like it could drip water.

I cancelled it.

He, the divine son of the Central Continent, a being blessed by Heaven, was actually forced back half a step by a useless person from the Northern Region.

This sense of absurdity is like a dragon being tripped by an ant; it is not only a disgrace, but also the ultimate humiliation to his divine status!

"Good...very good!"

Ji Wushuang laughed in extreme anger, her cheeks clenched so hard they cracked, and the muscles around her eyes twitched wildly.

His previously aloof and indifferent mask, which regarded all living beings as ants, shattered completely, revealing his hideous and twisted true face beneath.

"Since you wish to die, this divine child will grant your wish!"

boom--!

The divine blood flowing through his body instantly boiled, emitting a roar like a river bursting its banks.

The ancient runes on the golden armor seemed to come alive, bursting forth with blinding light that instantly tore apart the perpetual gloom at the bottom of Soul-Severing Valley.

A colossal three-legged golden crow, hundreds of feet tall, suddenly unfurled its wings behind him.

The golden divine fire raged, and the green poisonous miasma, which was powerful enough to corrode the cultivator's body, was burned to nothingness before it could even scream.

A terrifying pressure, like ten thousand mountains collapsing, crashed down upon us.

On the ground, Chen Xuan's body suddenly sank.

"Click—"

The already cracked and dilapidated foundation within his body emitted a heart-wrenching wail.

Black blood gushed out wildly from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, instantly staining his chest red.

His legs were like two steel nails, crushing the rocks beneath his feet and sinking deep into the ground, yet he never retreated an inch.

He stood like a silent, solitary peak, firmly blocking Su Chang'an's path.

Even though his spine was being crushed and cracking, and even though his fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, he didn't let the woman in red behind him feel even the slightest bit of wind and rain.

"Hold on to their laurels?"

Ji Wushuang looked down at Chen Xuan, who was still putting up a stubborn resistance, and a cruel smile appeared on her lips.

"Let's see how long you can hold out!"

With a flick of his wrist, an ancient and weathered bronze furnace appeared out of thin air.

A replica of the Great Sage's weapon—the Heaven-Burning Divine Furnace!

"Give it to this divine child, and refine it!"

With a loud shout from Ji Wushuang, the furnace mouth overturned.

The golden crows' divine fire poured down from the sky, intertwining and compressing in mid-air, eventually transforming into a world-destroying fire lotus with a diameter of a hundred feet.

The fiery lotus spun, its petals burning and distorting the space around them, carrying an aura of world destruction as it descended upon Chen Xuan!

At that moment, the world lost its color.

"It's over..."

In the distance, Ji Wuxie's excited screams abruptly stopped.

Chen Fan and the other collateral disciples of the Chen family were ashen-faced and completely collapsed to the ground.

That was a strike from a Great Sage Weapon!

Let alone Chen Xuan being a cripple whose foundation has been completely destroyed, even if he were at the peak of the Cave Profound Realm in his prime, he would be instantly reduced to ashes in front of this fire lotus!

Despair overwhelmed everyone like a tidal wave.

At this critical juncture of life and death.

A slightly cool hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed Chen Xuan's blood-stained hand.

Su Chang'an looked at the trembling figure in front of him, who was still fighting to the death, and a helpless yet heart-wrenching smile flashed in his eyes.

"You silly brat, do you really think your dad's here to watch a show?"

She cursed under her breath.

The next second, without any hesitation, she directly mobilized the physical body she had just condensed with the Soul Nourishing Wood and poured the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox essence belonging to the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level into Chen Xuan's body without reservation!

A gigolo?

Eat to your heart's content!

boom--!

The moment their palms touched, an ancient, noble, and incomparably domineering power surged wildly through Chen Xuan's meridians.

Chen Xuan was terrified.

The violent sword intent that had been raging within him instantly merged perfectly with this primordial power, like a wanderer returning home.

"Zheng—!!!"

A clear and resounding sword cry echoed through the sky!

The broken sword in Chen Xuan's hand, which was originally rusted and surrounded by a murderous aura, suddenly burst out with a dazzling dark golden light!

That's not ordinary iron; it's the blood of a fallen emperor!

A terrifying aura that transcended the limitations of realms and even faintly touched the threshold of the Great Sage realm surged into the sky from Chen Xuan's body!

The once unstoppable, rapidly falling World-Destroying Fire Lotus was abruptly halted in mid-air by the impact of this dark golden sword intent!

Only ten feet away from Chen Xuan's head!

But it could not make any further progress!

"This...how is this possible?!"

In mid-air, Ji Wushuang's sinister smile froze instantly, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He felt as if his divine sense had crashed into an impenetrable wall. No matter how much he activated the Heaven-Burning Divine Furnace, the fire lotus remained completely still!

"This power...this is impossible! How could a cripple like you possibly withstand a Great Sacred Weapon?!"

Ji Wushuang roared in shock, her voice finally carrying a hint of terror.

on the ground.

Chen Xuan slowly raised his head.

With the blessing of Su Chang'an's essence, the crimson in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a deathly clarity.

It was an absolute calmness that saw through life and death, leaving only slaughter.

He felt the warmth from her palm and the unwavering trust of the woman behind him.

He looked at Ji Wushuang in the sky as if he were looking at a dead body.

Adam's apple bobbed, and he uttered three words:

"You dare to challenge me?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Chen Xuan made a move.

There are no fancy sword moves, no complicated starting stances.

The greatest truths are the simplest, returning to one's true nature.

He simply gripped the broken sword in his hand, pointed it at the sky, and swung it out with a single, simple stroke.

"laugh--"

A thin, dark golden sword light shot out from the broken sword.

It's too fast.

It's so fast that even light can't catch it, so fast that it ignores even space.

It sliced ​​through the Great Sage's defensive barrier as easily as cutting tofu, cleaved through the arrogant, world-destroying fire lotus, and then...

It gently brushed across Ji Wushuang's neck.

The wind stopped.

The fire is out.

The entire Valley of Broken Souls fell into a deathly silence.

Ji Wushuang still maintained that arrogant posture of holding the furnace with one hand.

The expression on his face changed from fear to astonishment, and finally settled on a state of utter bewilderment.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But next second.

A thin line of blood slowly appeared on his neck.

"puff--!"

The scalding golden divine blood shot into the sky like a fountain, blooming into a tragically beautiful blood flower in the air.

The head, adorned with a purple-gold crown and symbolizing the pinnacle of the younger generation in Central Continent, slowly slid down and tumbled towards the dust in the stunned gazes of everyone.

The headless corpse swayed and then plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"Bang!"

The body slammed against the rocks with a dull thud.

The sound was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

died?

The Divine Child of Central Continent... Ji Wushuang, blessed by destiny...

He was killed with a single sword strike?!

"Aaaaaahh ...

In the distance, Ji Wuxie let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if she had seen a ghost, crawling backward on all fours, her crotch instantly soaked.

Chen Fan and the others stared wide-eyed, their jaws dislocated without them even realizing it; their minds were completely blank.

who am I?

where am I?

The demon god who just slashed the son of the god... was he really that useless older brother who was abandoned by his family?!

at the same time.

Above the Three Emperors' Secret Realm, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed.

The once clear sky was instantly covered by thick, blood-red clouds.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled, as if the heavens were weeping.

A light drizzle of blood fell from the clouds, staining the entire secret realm crimson.

A proud hero has fallen; heaven and earth grieve together!

At this moment, whether it was the successors of various forces vying for opportunities deep within the secret realm or the protectors waiting outside, they all raised their heads in shock.

The ancestral home of the Ji family in Zhongzhou.

"Snap!"

A sharp crack rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet ancestral hall.

The natal soul lamp, which was placed at the highest position and represented Ji Wushuang's life, exploded into dust without warning!

The elder in charge of guarding the soul lamp trembled with fear and let out a mournful wail:

"The divine child... has fallen!!!"

The news swept through the entire cultivation world like a hurricane.

And the eye of the storm.

Chen Xuan flicked the blood off his broken sword without any expression.

He didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground. He turned around, tightened his grip on Su Chang'an's hand again, his voice hoarse but firm:

Tell me, are you a demon in your heart?