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

A dark red array of light completely sealed off this area of ​​the Fallen God Ruins. The spiritual energy of Central Continent was forcibly shut out, and the air inside the array became extremely stuffy. Three hundred royal family cultivators, clad in heavy armor of black iron and wielding black halberds, stood in a solemn formation, the tips of their halberds gleaming with a bloodthirsty cold light.

The goddess of the Wang family stood outside the light barrier, her magnificent brocade dress swaying gently in the mountain breeze. She gazed at the figure in the center of the formation, clad in a simple white robe, her fingertips, painted with bright red nail polish, lightly caressing a magical artifact hidden in her sleeve. Her eyes were filled with condescending arrogance and the triumphant satisfaction of impending revenge.

"Do you really think this Central Continent is a place you can come and go as you please?" The voice of the goddess of the Wang family pierced through the light barrier, echoing sharply and mockingly above the ruins. She slowly raised her right hand, and in her palm, a dark red light was writhing. It was a chain made of an unknown material, its surface covered with dense gray runes. As the runes flowed, they emitted a malevolent aura specifically targeting the soul.

"Ancestor Li Changgeng was a master strategist; he foresaw the potential changes on the Demon Court's side." The goddess of the Wang family's gaze swept over Su Chang'an's somewhat ethereal soul, her smile growing increasingly harsh. "This Soul-Binding Rope is a secret treasure personally bestowed by the ancestor. It is imprinted with the quasi-emperor laws of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect, specifically designed to restrain the primordial soul of a fox demon like you. If you are even slightly touched by these chains, your soul will be stripped of all intelligence, turning you into a mindless walking corpse that only knows how to obey orders."

She raised the Soul-Binding Rope high, the dark red light distorting her beautiful face.

"The Ancestor ordered me to lie in wait here. Today, you have no way to escape." The goddess of the Wang family spoke with absolute certainty, directly sentencing Su Chang'an to death.

Upon hearing the name Li Changgeng, Gu Xiang and Bai Yin, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground healing their injuries, simultaneously opened their eyes.

Extreme killing intent erupted from Gu Xiang's bloodshot eyes. The wisp of righteous energy that had just condensed in his dantian shook violently, and his collapsed sternum emitted a muffled protest. He braced himself against the dark brown rock with both hands, his ten fingers turning bluish-white from excessive force, trying to force himself to stand up.

Bai Yin's reaction was even more direct. A low, suppressed tiger's roar escaped from deep within his throat, and the flesh on his arms, which had just healed, tore open again, blood flowing down his arms. The murderous aura of Geng metal overflowed uncontrollably from his body, transforming into wisps of blood-red mist that swirled around him. He knelt on one knee, his back arched, adopting an attack posture ready to pounce on his prey at any moment.

They would never allow anyone to threaten Su Chang'an to her face with the name that had driven her to the brink of despair.

Just as the two were preparing to fight even if their newly restored life force was cut off again, a pair of fair hands landed on their shoulders.

Su Chang'an didn't turn around. She simply stood there calmly, placing her left and right hands on Gu Xiang and Bai Yin's shoulders respectively. An extremely pure and gentle Taiyin life force flowed from her palms, irresistibly entering their bodies and forcefully suppressing their rampant spiritual power and baleful aura.

"Heal the wounds." Su Chang'an's voice was completely devoid of emotion, so calm that not a ripple could be detected. "Leave this to me."

Gu Xiang and Bai Yin froze. Feeling the steady strength on their shoulders, and looking at the figure ahead—not wide, but strong enough to shield them from all storms—the madness in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by unwavering trust. They closed their eyes again, guiding the Yin energy to repair their broken bodies.

The goddess of the Wang family watched the scene unfold within the formation, her initial pleasure replaced by a hint of anger. She hated Su Chang'an's nonchalant attitude in the face of any dire situation.

"You're about to die and you're still putting on an act. I'll see if you can still maintain this composure when the Soul-Binding Rope pierces your soul."

Without further ado, the goddess of the Wang family threw the dark red ball of light in her hand into the air.

"Form ranks."

With a sharp shout, the six late-stage Cave Profound Realm elders who had been standing behind her quickly dispersed. At the same time, the void on both sides of the light barrier rippled like water, revealing two elders who had been hiding in the shadows and overseeing the array's core. A total of eight Wang family elders at the peak of the Cave Profound Realm occupied the eight core positions of the array.

The eight elders' hands flew, forming intricate hand seals. They poured their spiritual energy into the dark red light in mid-air without reservation.

The Soul-Binding Chains swelled in the face of the storm. Originally a single chain, it split into thousands upon thousands of strands under the activation of the formation. Countless dark red chains of law intertwined, forming a vast, sky-covering net. The gray quasi-emperor runes on the chain's surface lit up one after another, releasing a nauseating, corrosive aura.

"Soul-Locking Formation, activate."

The eight elders shouted in unison. A dark red net of chains, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, pierced directly through the array's light barrier and descended upon Su Chang'an from above.

The soul-locking net descended, sealing off all escape routes. Three hundred elite heavily armored royal guards on the outer perimeter, their long spears pointed diagonally, stood in a formidable array. Though they uttered not a word, their eyes beneath their visors revealed a contemptuous disdain, as if looking at the dead. In their eyes, locked by a quasi-emperor's magical artifact, this demoness was already a sitting duck.

The dark red chain net had shrunk to within three feet of Su Chang'an. The corrosive aura emanating from the gray runes had even touched the edge of Tai Su's white robe.

Surrounded by chains, Su Chang'an slowly raised his head.

A mocking sneer curled at the corner of her lips.

Li Changgeng's calculations were indeed very accurate. If she only possessed the incomplete Heavenly Fox essence within her, she would indeed be at a great disadvantage against this Soul-Binding Rope, which was tainted by the Quasi-Emperor Laws of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect. The attributes of this magical artifact were specifically designed to counter the Heavenly Fox lineage.

However, Li Changgeng overlooked one point.

Chang'e sat in the abyss of death in the Moon Palace for ten thousand years, nurturing with her life the trump card that the Heavenly Dao could not see, and now it was in her hands.

Su Chang'an didn't even bother to circulate the Heavenly Fox Origin within her body, which had been targeted by Li Changgeng. Instead, she directly connected with the Taiyin Moon Amber deep within her sea of ​​consciousness, which emitted an icy blue glow.

An intense, chilling blue aura erupted from Su Chang'an's center.

There was no violent collision of spiritual energy, only a deathly silence that froze everything. The extremely cold Yin energy transformed into a tangible ice-blue halo, instantly expanding outwards and slamming violently into the contracting dark red chain net.

The power of Yin flowed upstream along the dark red chains.

The Soul-Binding Rope, said to be able to bind even the Great Sage's soul, had its gray quasi-emperor runes instantly frozen and extinguished upon contact with the Yin energy. Icy blue frost spread across the chains at a visible speed. The once soft and resilient chains became incredibly stiff under the corrosive effect of the extreme cold.

The operation of the array was forcibly severed. A series of dense, teeth-grinding freezing sounds echoed in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, the dark red chains, frozen into icicles, creaked under the strain.

Outside the formation, the expressions of the eight Wang family elders who were still maintaining the hand seals suddenly changed.

To their horror, they discovered that the spiritual connection between themselves and the Soul-Binding Rope had been forcibly severed by an extremely powerful and chilling force. That chill even flowed back into their meridians through the channels through which they had channeled their spiritual energy. The hands of the eight elders were instantly covered in frost, and the flow of spiritual energy within their meridians became severely sluggish.

"This is impossible." The smile on the Wang family goddess's face froze completely. She stared intently at the rapidly spreading eerie blue light inside the formation, her voice revealing an undisguised panic, "How could the ancestor's magic weapon fail?"

The contempt in the eyes of the heavily armored disciples of the Wang family on the periphery was instantly replaced by horror.

A bone-chilling cold pierced through the array's light barrier, directly impacting their heavy iron armor. Fine ice crystals condensed on the armor's surface. They felt a tremor originating from the depths of their souls. Some pointed in terror at the crumbling dark red chains in the center of the array, their legs beginning to retreat uncontrollably. A clear disturbance had broken out in the tightly knit battle formation.

Su Chang'an stood amidst the swirling ice shards. She slowly raised her right hand, her five fingers making a loose clench in the air.

Within his palm, the light of the Taiyin Moon Amber shone brightly. The surrounding Taiyin energy converged wildly, and a three-zhang-long azure magic sword instantly materialized in the void. The sword's blade had no intricate patterns, only the purest and most extreme laws of extreme cold flowing within it.

Su Chang'an didn't even glance at the people outside the formation.

She gripped the azure magic sword, flicked her wrist, and casually swept it horizontally.

A crescent-shaped, azure sword light, carrying overwhelming power, instantly sliced ​​through space. Wherever the sword light passed, the Soul-Binding Ropes, which had not yet completely shattered, were instantly reduced to the smallest ice shards, dissipating in the wind. The dark red array light barrier shattered with a deafening roar the moment it came into contact with the sword light.

The sword light continued its momentum, directly slicing through the bodies of the eight elders at the peak of the Cave Profound Realm.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any deafening screams.

The eight elders of the Wang family remained frozen in place, their hand seals still in place. The shock from a moment ago still lingered in their eyes.

The next moment, a smooth line of blood appeared on their waists.

The bodies of eight peak-level experts at the Cave Profound Realm were neatly dislocated at the waist, their upper bodies slowly sliding down the cuts. The blood that had just gushed from the wounds was instantly frozen by the extreme cold power attached to the magic sword.

Eight severed bodies crashed heavily onto the dark brown rocks. The blood that had sprayed into the air transformed into dark red ice beads, which then fell back down.

Instant kill.

The entire ruins of the Fallen God fell into a deathly silence.

Only the crisp sound of those crimson ice beads hitting the rocks echoed.

The goddess of the Wang family stared blankly at the frozen remains scattered on the ground before her. Her trump card, the eight top elders she relied on, had vanished in the blink of an eye.

Her legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the cold rock, utterly losing all strength. The nine-phoenix jeweled ornament on her head fell to the ground and shattered. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out; extreme fear gripped her heart.

The remaining three hundred elite heavily armored soldiers of the Wang family completely collapsed psychologically after witnessing this terrifying scene that exceeded their limits of cognition.

The sound of weapons hitting the ground filled the air. These usually well-trained elite cultivators were thrown into chaos. They erupted in terrified shouts and screams, not even bothering to pay attention to the Wang family goddess who had collapsed to the ground, and turned to flee frantically towards the perimeter of the ruins.

Su Chang'an did not pursue the fleeing ants.

She held the Taiyin Magic Sword, standing quietly in place. But she did not conceal her aura.

That terrifying pressure, a fusion of the Heavenly Fox's essence and the power of Taiyin, had completely surpassed the limits of the Great Saint Realm and touched the threshold of the Quasi-Emperor. Centered on her, this pressure, like an invisible storm, spread wildly in all directions of the ruins with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Behind the giant rocks on the outskirts of the Fallen God Ruins, several spies from the Ji and Chen families were swept to the edge by the pressure of this quasi-emperor.

Their protective spiritual energy shattered instantly, and the group coughed up blood, their internal organs feeling as if struck by lightning. Knowing they couldn't stay any longer, they didn't bother wiping the blood from their mouths. With their last shred of clarity, they swiftly crushed the communication jade slips they were clutching in their sleeves.

The news of Su Chang'an's return to the Central Continent and his display of quasi-Emperor level combat power manifested as hidden spatial fluctuations. Accompanied by the terrifying pressure that enveloped the ruins, these fluctuations spread rapidly towards the core of the major powers in the Central Continent.

She completely overturned the deadlock in Zhongzhou.