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

Within the Heavenly Alliance, Xia Jin's gaze pierced through layers of clouds, looking directly towards the direction of Xuan You Prefecture.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Um?"

"This Mirage Realm actually has such a powerful swordsman?" He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Such pure sword intent! This aura has actually touched the threshold of the Saint Realm. When did such a master swordsman emerge in the Mirage Cloud Realm? I had no idea."

As Xia Jin was pondering, her expression changed slightly, and she suddenly looked up in the direction of the warship outside the Mirage Cloud Realm.

A golden light suddenly appeared, leaving the warship and speeding away towards the direction of the sword light.

"Hmm? This speed!?" His eyes narrowed slightly. "Among all the alien races, there are definitely no more than three people who possess such speed. Could it be that one from the Golden-Winged Clan?"

Information about various alien races flashed through his mind, and he quickly locked onto a target.

The Golden-Winged Clan is one of the eight major alien races, and its members are naturally known for their speed.

Among the Golden Winged Clan, the fastest could only be the one known as the Supreme Saint Red Halberd, one of the Eight Kings of the Alien Races.

"Husband, are you about to set off?" Zhou Suxin, who had just stepped out of the palace, sensed the fluctuation of Xia Jin's aura and couldn't help but ask.

Xia Jin nodded, then gently patted Zhou Suxin's shoulder.

"Su Xin, that third Saint Realm being from the alien race has made a move. Stay peacefully in the Heavenly Alliance and wait for my return. With my avatar there, nothing will go wrong!"

Zhou Suxin was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

She reached out and took Xia Jin's hand, softly saying, "Husband, be careful."

"Don't worry! Even a Saint-level being can't threaten my life!"

As Xia Jin's figure disappeared, Zhou Suxin clenched the brocade in her hand tightly.

This was the first time she had felt the helplessness of being completely powerless even though she had stepped into the Great Power Realm!

......

The night sky over Xuanyou Prefecture

The sword light was like a white rainbow stretching across the vast sky.

Wherever it passed, the clouds were neatly sliced ​​open, revealing the huge bright moon behind them.

Under the sword's light, anything that stands in its way has only one fate: annihilation!

The first powerful alien was an elder of the Corpse Clan's Corpse-Stiff lineage. His body was covered in a ghastly green corpse aura, which churned and surged like a giant wave, threatening to engulf an entire human city.

As a result, the sword light that flew over his head seemed to flicker for a moment.

He only felt a chill on his body, and then he saw his head slide off his neck, and his entire body shattered into ashes in mid-air.

Second, third, fourth...

The sword light that Ye Sanshu transformed into was like a giant blade of a god, carving a path of death across the battlefield of Xuanyou Prefecture.

His chosen targets were extremely precise: he only wanted to kill alien powerhouses at the Great Power Realm or above!

Every time they passed a battlefield, a burst of blood-red light shot into the sky.

Those powerful alien races who were fiercely fighting with the human sects lost their lives before they even knew what had happened.

Until the fifteenth alien elder was killed.

Ye Sanshu's figure only stopped in mid-air when the sword light flew across a desolate plain.

The sword light around him gradually subsided, revealing his slightly aged back.

Ye Sanshu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze piercing through the void several miles away, landing on the figure in front of him.

It was a person whose entire body was shrouded in a black robe.

"Hmph! Playing tricks. At this time, anyone who dares to block my path must be of a different race!"

"Since they are of a different race, they deserve to die!!"

Ye Sanshu's killing intent surged, and with a casual wave of his right hand, a sword light slashed straight towards the black-robed figure.

The sword flashed as fast as thunder.

Just as the sword light was about to pierce through the man in black robes, a circle of golden light suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light passed through the black-robed man's body without any hindrance, and its momentum continued unabated, shooting straight for dozens of miles away.

Dozens of miles away, the void was forcibly cleaved open with a rift hundreds of feet long.

Within a radius of several miles, rocks and dead trees were all pulled in by an invisible suction force.

"This guy actually dodged my sword just now!?" Ye Sanshu's pupils shrank slightly.

He saw it very clearly just now.

The man in black robes shifted to the left when the sword light was only an inch away from his body. As the sword light passed through his original position, he returned to his original spot the instant it passed.

At such a high speed, it gives one an illusion.

That is, although his sword light passed through his body, it did not harm him in the slightest.

"Huh? Extreme speed!!"

Ye Sanshu's casual expression vanished completely, replaced by a solemn look.

He slowly withdrew his right hand, staring at the figure in black robes, a series of messages flashing through his mind.

Among the alien races, only one race possesses such speed.

Golden-winged Clan.

Among the Golden-Winged Clan, there is only one person whose speed reaches this level.

One of the eight kings of the alien race, the Supreme Saint Red Halberd.

"It's you!! Chi Ji, the patriarch of the Golden-Winged Clan, renowned for its unparalleled speed among the alien races!"

A glint flashed in Ye Sanshu's eyes, and his voice carried a hint of coldness, "Hmph! I originally thought that this invasion of the Mirage Cloud Realm by the alien races was merely a joint effort by the Corpse Clan and the Stone Clan, but I didn't expect that your Golden Wing Clan would also get involved!?"

The man in black robes did not answer Ye Sanshu's question immediately.

He raised one hand and waved it casually.

In an instant, invisible walls of wind rose from all directions, enveloping the area within several miles where the two were located.

Those wind walls were so dense that they completely blocked any outside exploration.

Then, the man in black robes reached out and grabbed his collar, tearing it open with a swift motion.

Beneath the black robe, a lean figure came into Ye Sanshu's view.

Among them, the most eye-catching feature was the pair of golden wings behind the figure, the feathers of which were as if forged from pure gold, yet incredibly sharp.

The pair of golden wings simply flapped slightly.

Below, a mountain range stretching for tens of miles began to crumble bit by bit with a gentle flap of those wings.

Weathering, that's right, or more accurately, it's as if it's been weathered by time!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the stone, which then broke apart into fine sand particles.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of miles of mountains were transformed into a golden desert.

Ye Sanshu's expression had completely calmed down.

"Today, my luck seems to be running out. I've actually encountered one of the eight kings of the alien race, who is also a Saint Realm being. If I hadn't been injured before, even if I wasn't his match, I would have had a chance to protect myself. But now..."

He sighed inwardly.

"I wonder if it is my honor that you can recognize me." Chi Ji smiled as he looked at Ye Sanshu's gloomy face.

"However, you were wrong about one thing just now. Apart from myself, not a single member of the Golden-Winged Clan has come to the Mirage Realm this time."

The other person's words, however, caused a hint of doubt to flash in Ye Sanshu's eyes.

Why did this one of the eight alien kings suddenly get involved in the affairs of the Mirage Realm?

"Red Halberd! So why have you come here, and specifically stopped this old man?"

Chi Ji looked at him, his smile deepening.

The attitude he adopted didn't seem like that of an enemy of Ye Sanshu, but rather like that of a friend.

He slowly folded his wings and said with a smile, "I've come here specifically for you. Or to be more precise, for that thing you obtained back then!!!"

"What!?" Ye Sanshu's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with vigilance.

For a fleeting moment, a violent fluctuation appeared deep within his pupils.

That thing... he kept that thing hidden for hundreds of years and never mentioned it to anyone.

How did they know about the red halberd of the eight foreign kings?

Chi Ji seemed to thoroughly enjoy Ye Sanshu's changing expression. He slowly added, "Among the entire alien race, apart from me who happened to know about this item, no one else knows about it."

"Rest assured, as long as you hand over the item to me, not only will you be safe and sound today, but I will also help you eliminate these Corpse Clan and Stone Clan invading the Mirage Realm."

A look of shock flashed across Ye Sanshu's eyes, and then he fell silent.

Three breaths later, he stared intently into Chi Ji's golden pupils and asked gravely, "You were actually willing to kill your own kind for that thing?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Ji's smile remained unchanged; instead, he shrugged with a hint of disdain: "Fellow clansmen? The Corpse Clan and the Stone Clan may be different races, but they are not our Golden Wing Clan. Once they're dead, they're dead. So, I believe you won't refuse this condition."

For the first time, Ye Sanshu hesitated in front of the alien race.

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the weathered desert below, and remained silent for a long time.

He knew better than anyone that thing was extremely important.

It was a peerless treasure that could give beings in the Holy Realm hope of breaking free from their shackles and transcending the Holy Realm.

If the Crimson Halberd were to actually obtain the weapon, it might provide temporary relief. However, the future of the Mirage Realm, and indeed the entire human race, would be utterly powerless to resist.

Chi Ji's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of persuasion: "Ye Sanshu!! I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I can't promise anything else, but as long as you give me that thing, I guarantee that the Golden-Winged Clan will not attack the Human Race for ten thousand years. Isn't that enough sincerity?"

Ye Sanshu suddenly raised his head.

A smile appeared on his face.

But that smile was filled with sarcasm and a willingness to die!

"The Crimson Halberd." He spoke with a cold laugh, "Today, even if I die, even if the entire Mirage Realm is buried with me, I will never give that thing to you. Otherwise, I will be a sinner against the entire human race."

The smile on Chi Ji's face gradually disappeared.

His gaze turned cold, and deep within his golden pupils, killing intent was made no attempt to conceal.

"You won't listen to reason, so I'll grant your wish!"

"Even if you don't tell me, once I capture you, I'll find a way to locate that item!!"

As he finished speaking, the wings on his back fully unfolded!

On the surface of each golden feather, tiny golden orbs the size of a fingernail appeared.

Those orbs of light were densely packed, like countless stars attached to wings, each capable of easily annihilating any being below the Saint Realm.

"Remember this: you didn't take the chance I just gave you! So don't blame me anymore."

Then, countless beams of light shot out simultaneously.

The beams of light, like a torrential downpour, bombarded Ye Sanshu relentlessly.

Ye Sanshu's face turned extremely solemn, but he still sneered arrogantly: "Even if you are a Saint Realm being, don't think you can so easily manipulate me."

A sharp sword intent soared into the sky, his pupils suddenly turned completely white, and his entire body erupted with a dense milky white light.

Three feet in front of him, an invisible sword domain suddenly expanded, blocking all the incoming beams of light.

Ye Sanshu's body swayed slightly, and the void beneath his feet was even shattered, but he managed to withstand it.

But there wasn't a trace of a smile on his face.

He sensed that in less than three breaths, his spiritual energy had been depleted by a full 20%.

Meanwhile, Chi Ji stood relaxed in the distance, his wings fluttering gently, a mocking smile on his lips.

He didn't go all out, after all, the other party wanted to capture him alive.

No.

We cannot continue like this, or we will surely fail.

Ye Sanshu's mind raced, and he made a decision.

Turn defense into offense!

This was his last glimmer of hope.

His life's work of swordsmanship was fully revealed at this moment.

Who is he? The Sword Madman of Xuanyou Prefecture, who dared to venture into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave alone in his youth, and in his middle age, he single-handedly slashed through the Burial Bone Ridge of twelve powerful beings with just his sword.

His swordsmanship has always been unrestrained, capricious, and without considering any consequences.

To Chi Ji's astonishment, his soul emerged from his physical body.

His soul broke free from the constraints of his physical body and stepped out of the sword realm, heading towards the Crimson Halberd.

The beams of light that came hurtling towards him passed through his body one after another, as if passing through a cloud of mist.

For some reason, those beams of light couldn't harm his soul in the slightest.

The spirits walked step by step, getting closer and closer to the other.

"What's wrong with this guy's soul?" The smile on Chi Ji's face finally froze at this moment.

In the instant he was surprised, Ye Sanshu's right index and middle fingers, representing the white divine soul, had already joined together to form a sword, only a foot away from his brow.

A mere ten feet away.

An unprecedented chill rose from the depths of Chi Ji's heart.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and experienced countless life-and-death battles, but never before had he felt the tentacles of death so close as he did now.

This old human ghost actually wanted to drag his soul down with him!

And it seems they really do have that ability.

Above the Saint Realm, I'm one for one; below the Saint Realm, I'm invincible!

This human sword fanatic is indeed not just boasting.

"Madman! Madman!" Chi Ji roared, his golden pupils contracting sharply. "It seems I wanted to capture you alive, but now I can only let you die first!!"

His right hand reached into the void and suddenly pulled it out.

He held a long halberd, its body entirely adorned with gold and red stripes, in his palm.

The halberd was twelve feet long, its shaft winding like the wing bones of the Golden Winged Clan's ancestors, with three sharp barbs like eagle claws embedded in each of its two wings.

The supreme treasure of the Golden Wing Clan, this halberd is called the "Golden Roc Sky-Piercing Halberd".

Legend has it that the first ancestor used his own shed wing bones as material and his life's divine power as fire to refine it for a full nine hundred years before it was completed.

When this halberd was unleashed, clouds collapsed for thousands of miles and mountains shattered.

Chi Ji held the Golden Roc Sky-Piercing Halberd horizontally in front of him, its tip pointing directly at the white divine soul. His voice was as cold as ice: "Since you wish to die, I, the King, will send you on your way!"