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

The blood-gold chain of characters rapidly expanded in mid-air, each link burning with righteous energy and phoenix fire. A dark red beam of malevolent energy, carrying destructive and violent kinetic energy, slammed into the front of the chain from below.

There was no deafening explosion.

The moment the two completely different forces came into contact, an extremely eerie silence descended. The righteous energy represented the ultimate strength, yang energy, and order of heaven and earth, while the malevolent metal energy represented the ultimate in slaughter and destruction. The demonic origins and Confucian principles violently repelled and clashed in mid-air.

A visible gray annihilation ripple spread silently from the point of impact outwards into the surrounding ruins.

Where the ripples swept, the remaining white marble pillars did not shatter, but turned directly into ashes. The air was completely sucked out, and the surrounding space began to distort violently, as if being crumpled by an invisible hand.

Immediately afterwards, dark spatial rifts exploded in mid-air. Each rift emitted an all-consuming suction force, pulling in the rubble and corpses on the ground, instantly turning them into a bloody mist.

An energy storm fully formed between the two. Violent spiritual energy turbulence raged above the ruins, and countless invisible bone-scraping steel blades appeared out of thin air.

Su Chang'an, who was directly below the point of impact, was the first to be hit.

She was already reduced to an extremely weak remnant soul, barely held together by a wisp of celestial fox essence and phoenix true fire within her body. At this moment, the aftershocks of the energy storm mercilessly tore at the outline of her soul.

The laws of the far north, severing all spiritual energy, smelled the blood and surged in through the spatial rift. The power of the laws of extreme cold and nothingness cut into the depths of her soul without any hindrance.

Su Chang'an's soul began to twist violently.

The gray-white hem of her skirt shimmered violently in the storm, then transformed into large patches of light that dissipated into the surrounding void. The humanoid silhouette that had barely been preserved was now a flickering candle in the wind, and one could even see the snowstorm behind her through her body.

The excruciating pain caused Su Chang'an's soul to tremble uncontrollably. Her fingers, which were gripping the broken sword, began to blur, and she could barely hold onto the sword anymore.

In mid-air, the enormous blood-red tiger was pouring all its power into the pillar of malevolent energy, attempting to crush the scholar who had seized the opportunity.

But Bai Yin detected a weak fluctuation coming from below.

His scarlet tiger eyes slanted downwards. He saw Su Chang'an's skirt crumbling, and the ever-expanding transparent hole in her soul.

The white tiger's pupils instantly shrank into vertical slits.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Bai Yin forcibly cut off the surging Geng metal evil energy within his body.

Such an act of forcibly interrupting one's full power output is tantamount to suicide. The immense backlash from the power instantly exploded within his body. The White Tiger's massive body paused in mid-air, simultaneously spitting out large gushes of dark red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs from its mouth and nose.

But he didn't care about any of that.

The pillar of light, now deprived of its malevolent energy, was instantly shattered by the blood-gold chains. The white tiger's massive body twisted violently in mid-air, defying the tearing force of the energy storm as it plummeted downwards.

His massive body slammed heavily above Su Chang'an. His limbs bent, his broad belly completely enveloping the faint remnant soul beneath him. With his indestructible Great Saint Realm body, he created an absolutely safe space for Su Chang'an amidst the raging energy storm.

Just as Baihu turned to protect Su Chang'an, Gu Xiang's unblocked chain, carrying the Phoenix True Fire, pierced deeply into Baihu's left shoulder.

The sharp tip of the chain pierced through the white tiger's tough flesh, shattered his shoulder blade, and emerged from his chest.

Righteous energy burned fiercely within the wound, while the Phoenix True Fire spread along the bloodstream into Bai Yin's meridians.

Dark red blood gushed wildly from the white tiger's left shoulder, splashing onto the obsidian ruins below, creating large, shocking red patches. The malevolent energy contained in the blood corroded the surrounding rubble with a hissing sound.

The white tiger gritted its teeth, its massive fangs scraping together in excruciating pain with a piercing sound. It didn't utter a single groan, its limbs rooted to the ground, letting blood gush from the wound on its back, utterly ignoring the slightest impact on Su Chang'an beneath it.

In mid-air, Gu Xiang stood on the edge of the void rift.

His full head of white hair danced wildly in the gale, his blue robe fluttering in the wind. His bloodshot eyes stared down.

From Gu Xiang's perspective, all he could see was the ferocious, blood-red white tiger withdrawing its defenses and turning to press the faint remnant soul of the nine-tailed celestial fox beneath it. The white tiger's claws dug deep into the ground, its massive body completely obscuring the remnant soul.

Gu Xiang's breathing became extremely heavy. The seven-aperture heart inside his chest pounded wildly, conveying Su Qing's extremely weak vital signs, which could be extinguished at any moment.

He mistakenly believed that the great demon was holding his wife hostage, using her remnant soul as a human shield, and even attempting to devour her directly.

Despair and rage, like two knives, brutally shredded Gu Xiang's remaining sanity.

He traveled thousands of miles, burning himself out, not to come here and see her being torn apart by a demon.

"Let her go!"

Gu Xiang's voice was extremely hoarse, as if there was rough sandpaper stuck in his throat.

Without pausing, he raised his right hand. The brush, stained with his heart's blood, slashed heavily down in the air.

As the pen fell, Gu Xiang's already withered body hunched over even more. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as if carved by a knife, and the flame of life had burned to its last vestige.

He wrote a huge character "诛" (to punish) in the void.

The moment he finished writing the character, Gu Xiang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously in mid-air.

But the blood-gold character "诛" (to kill) swelled up in the wind after absorbing this mouthful of blood.

A surge of righteous energy poured into the characters. The characters twisted and deformed, instantly transforming into a hundred-zhang-long sword of righteous energy. The sword was translucent, its surface flowing with the most ruthless killing principles of Confucianism, and the edge of the blade was burning with raging phoenix fire.

The sword energy locked onto the enormous blood-red white tiger below.

Without the slightest hesitation, a hundred-foot-long sword aura, carrying the power to tear apart the sky, slashed straight at the white tiger's head. Before the sword aura even arrived, the ground of the ruins below had already been cut open by an invisible sharpness, revealing a bottomless ravine.

White Tiger lay on the ruins, the chain on his left shoulder still burning his flesh.

He sensed the devastating killing intent emanating from above. The phoenix fire contained within that hundred-foot-long sword aura fueled the hatred in his eyes to its extreme.

He was convinced that it was this bastard who possessed the Phoenix True Fire who had caused Su Xiaojiu to be reduced to a mere remnant soul.

Bai Yin did not dodge. He couldn't hide. If he moved his body, Su Xiaojiu beneath him would be instantly killed by this sword energy.

The white tiger raised its massive head. Its scarlet eyes were filled with madness and violence.

He slowly opened his blood-red maw.

A fist-sized, dark golden demon core slowly rose from deep within his throat. The surface of the demon core was covered with fine cracks, wounds left from when he forcibly interrupted the backlash of the malevolent energy. This demon core, belonging to the Great Saint Realm, contained the essence of Bai Yin's three thousand years of cultivation, and was also the origin of his life.

Without the slightest hesitation, the white tiger spat out the cracked demon core.

The dark golden demon core transformed into a shooting star, crashing straight into the hundred-foot-long, majestic sword aura.

He was determined to use his life and three thousand years of cultivation to confront this enemy who had stolen his destiny. Even if it meant mutual destruction, he would drag his enemy down to hell with him.

The righteous sword energy and the Great Sage Demon Core rapidly closed the distance in mid-air.

Two absolute forces, capable of destroying half of the Northern Region, are about to clash in the most devastating way.

Once the impact occurs, the destructive energy generated will instantly vaporize this ruin. And Su Chang'an's remnant soul, located directly below, even with the protection of the White Tiger's physical body, would absolutely not be able to survive an explosion of that magnitude.

Su Chang'an curled up under the white tiger's belly, his illusory fingers gripping the ground.

She could feel the terrifying pressure coming from above, and she could feel the white tiger's resolute burning of life.

She wanted to speak up and stop them.

But her extreme weakness of spirit prevented her from uttering a single sound.

A shadow of despair loomed over her.

Just as the sword energy and the demon core were about to collide at the critical moment.

The broken white sword that had been quietly pressed against her palm suddenly trembled violently.

A high-pitched sword cry erupted from the depths of the broken sword. This sound pierced through the wind and snow, through the roar of the energy storm, and even overwhelmed the power of the sword energy and demon core above.

The sound of the sword echoed with an inviolable domineering aura and a possessive, madness.

That was Chen Xuan's will.

The boy who, even with his spine broken and arms crippled, still used his crippled body to hold up a sky for her in the depths of Guiyuan Palace; the mad dog who, in his sea of ​​consciousness, obsessively regarded her as the only light.

His remaining will within the broken sword was fully awakened.

Who dares to touch her?

Nobody can touch her.

A jet-black, murderous sword aura surged forth from the white bone-like blade.

This sword light was different from the boundless righteousness, and also different from the violent killing energy of Geng metal. It was killing intent itself, the extreme coldness that had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

The black sword light expanded instantly, shooting skyward from Su Chang'an's palm.

The sword light rapidly transformed in mid-air, becoming a massive, jet-black sword shield. Countless fine black sword energies crisscrossed and danced across the shield's surface, radiating a chilling sharpness.

The sword and shield forcefully pushed aside the space in the white tiger's abdomen, ruthlessly blocking Su Chang'an's path. It completely protected that fragile, grayish-white remnant soul under its absolute defense.

The black sword intent flowed across the shield, isolating it from all external pressure and storms.

The broken sword hovered in front of Su Chang'an, its blade trembling slightly and emitting a low hum.

As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you in the slightest.