Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

The actions of the white-haired female corpse stunned not only the gray-robed swordsman and Venerable Miaodi, who were both dumbfounded, but even Xia Jin was completely taken aback.

Feeling the other person's small hand, which was slightly warm, he froze by the coffin, staring blankly at the other person, completely forgetting what to do next.

What's going on? How... how can this thing move?

How could a corpse still be conscious? Why would it... be holding his hand?

He looked down and met those slightly purple eyes.

The other person's eyes seemed to be filled with reminiscence, a sense of dazedness, and a kind of longing that Xia Jin couldn't understand at all...?

"Brother Xia... Brother Xia..." The gray-clad swordsman, regaining his composure, whispered in Xia Jin's ear, "Do you two know each other?"

Although Venerable Miaodi did not speak, the surging Buddha light around him spoke volumes.

He would act immediately if the female corpse made any unusual movements.

Xia Jin did not answer.

He was also in a state of extreme shock and had no idea how to answer.

Should we... forcibly pull our hands out?

The thought had barely crossed Xia Jin's mind when she saw the slightly purple eyes suddenly become somewhat unfocused, and the white-haired woman's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she were feeling sleepy, and slowly... drooped down.

In that very instant.

Xia Jin suddenly felt a burning sensation between her eyebrows.

For the first time, the sun mark appeared directly from between his eyebrows without his conscious control.

Before he could react, a beam of golden light shot out from the sun mark between his eyebrows and landed on the white-haired woman.

next second.

The three of them widened their eyes simultaneously.

Under the golden light, the white-haired woman's body began to become transparent and then vanished.

"No, that's not right. This woman didn't disappear at all. She stayed inside the sun mark between her eyebrows!" Xia Jin's eyes narrowed.

The Venerable Miaodi and the others might not know, but Xia Jin herself could feel a cool sensation coming from between her eyebrows.

Inside the pit, the three of them stood there staring at each other.

Xia Jin took a deep breath, her fingers unconsciously touching her brow.

Did the mark between his eyebrows... capture that woman?

What... what exactly is going on?

"..."

He was stunned for a long time before he slowly came to his senses.

Then, he saw the gazes of the gray-clad swordsman and the Venerable Miaodi.

Those two gazes, how should I put it...

Very strange.

The gray-clad swordsman looked at Xia Jin, then at Xia Jin's brow, and then at the empty stone coffin. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Although Venerable Miaodi did not speak, his eyes showed a look of wanting to say something but holding back.

"Hey, you two," Xia Jin said, rubbing her forehead in exasperation, before finally speaking up, "Just say whatever you want to say."

The gray-clad swordsman swallowed hard, his expression extremely complex. He hesitated for a long while before saying, "Brother Xia... I didn't expect you to know this white-haired female corpse... uh, woman?"

He paused, his expression becoming even more subtle, and coughed lightly: "Well... Brother Xia is very fortunate to have such a confidante."

Xia Jin frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know her! You should know that this is my first time entering this ancient battlefield, how could I possibly recognize her!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Venerable Miaodi.

When Venerable Miaodi saw Xia Jin's gaze fall on him, he didn't say anything, but just smiled at Xia Jin.

But the slight twitching of the muscles on that old face clearly told Xia Jin that this old monk thought exactly the same thing as the gray-robed swordsman.

"Those two bastards!" Xia Jin took a deep breath.

Forget it.

Think whatever you want.

Too lazy to say another word, he blurred and flew directly out of the pit.

"Hey! Brother Xia! Wait for us!" The gray-clad swordsman hurriedly followed.

Venerable Miaodi did not linger any longer, and leaped after him.

The three of them landed back on the ground at the edge of the pit.

Xia Jin's gaze swept across the area and quickly locked onto a token not far from the edge of the pit.

That was the only thing Ayan left behind after his self-destruction.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the token instantly flew into his palm.

Without any hesitation, he tightened his grip, and the token shattered instantly.

Hundreds of tiny points of light floated out from the shattered token and flew straight toward the token at Xia Jin's waist.

Xia Jin glanced down at the number on the token at her waist, which had soared to 1,020.

"Not bad, these points should be enough for the three of us to take the top three spots this time!" Xia Jin finally smiled and waved his hand.

Two beams of light flew out from Xia Jin's token, landing on the tokens at the waists of the gray-robed swordsman and the Venerable Miaodi, respectively.

The two looked down and saw that the numbers on the screen had changed.

On the gray-clad swordsman's token, the number jumped from a mere few dozen to three hundred and ten.

The number on Venerable Miaodi's token stopped at three hundred and twenty.

On Xia Jin's token, the number dropped from 1,020 to 500.

"Brother Xia, what's going on...?" The gray-clad swordsman was taken aback.

"I promised to lead you to the top three this time, and I will definitely keep my promise," Xia Jin said calmly. "I'll take five hundred, and you two will take three hundred and one and three hundred and two respectively. No objections?"

The gray-robed swordsman and Venerable Miaodi exchanged a glance and both shook their heads.

How could there be any objection?

It's already a miracle that I survived three days, and to even get a top-three ranking is a completely unexpected bonus.

Moreover, given Xia Jin's strength, even if he were to take all the points by himself, the two of them wouldn't be able to utter a single word of objection.

"Thank you, Benefactor Xia," Venerable Miaodi said sincerely, pressing his palms together.

The gray-clad swordsman also clasped his hands in a salute to Xia Jin, his eyes filled with gratitude. However, he was about to say something more.

Suddenly, a magnificent voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Three days have passed."

The three of them looked up at the same time.

Three golden beams of light descended from the clouds above the sky, heading directly towards the three of them!

The moment the golden light enveloped her, Xia Jin felt her body lighten, and everything before her eyes began to blur.

"Is the results screen finally here? The fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell will now fall into my hands!!"