Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"Die!"

Ye Qianhan's face was twisted in a savage snarl. The silvery longsword in his hand shot forward with a SWISH, while he himself retreated with great speed.

Clearly, he was trying to escape Yang Xiao's Celestial Demon Force Field.

'As long as I get out of here, this brat will be no match for me! When the time comes, he must die...'

He desperately hoped that his Silver Snake Sword would seize this opportunity to kill Yang Xiao in a single strike.

'This is my last chance.'

'I must succeed. Failure is not an option.'

Just as Ye Qianhan's sword was about to pierce Yang Xiao's body…

And just as he was about to retreat beyond the ten-meter range…

Yue Lingxi had only just registered the danger but was too late to help. Yang Xiao himself seemed frozen, unable to react. At this moment, with the situation at its most critical…

The usually unreliable Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit erupted in a violent rage.

"How dare you try to kill my master! You're courting death!"

A terrifying and inexplicable power instantly manifested within the Celestial Demon Force Field.

This power, much like the Primordial Qi Heaven Suppressing Array, carried an immense pressure. The moment it appeared, it completely suppressed every ounce of energy in Ye Qianhan's body.

Caught completely off guard, Ye Qianhan found himself frozen mid-stride, unable to take another step.

He felt as if a great mountain had just been dropped on him.

With a THUD, he collapsed to the ground.

Simultaneously, the Bloodthirsty Sword Body flew out of its own accord.

SWISH!

It collided with the incoming Silver Snake Sword.

With a sharp CRACK…

…the fine Spirit Weapon—an Upper-Grade Peak Spiritual Sword on the verge of becoming an Ultimate Grade weapon—snapped in two. In a flash of light, both its nascent Spirit and the Spiritual Qi infused in its materials vanished completely.

They had been devoured by the Bloodthirsty Sword.

Moreover, the other disciples from the Eastern Domain Profound Celestial Sect who were caught in the illusion seemed to be affected even more deeply, descending further into madness.

Some were even crushed into a bloody pulp by the immense pressure that had suddenly descended upon them.

Upon their deaths, all of their power flowed out and was absorbed into the Bloodthirsty Sword.

But this did little to appease the Bloodthirsty Sword.

It remained utterly furious.

Incensed.

Her little face was flushed red with anger.

She manifested her physical form and fixed her glare on Ye Qianhan.

Burning with rage.

Her entire body was wreathed in blood-red flames as she advanced on Ye Qianhan, step by step.

Her killing intent was boundless.

"Don't… don't come any closer!"

Ye Qianhan was absolutely terrified.

He had never in a million years imagined that seizing such a perfect opportunity would lead to this.

And this little girl before him, radiating an overwhelming killing intent…

She sent a chill of terror deep into his heart.

'If I had known this would be the outcome...'

'I never would have made that strike. I would have fled this godsforsaken place at the first possible moment...'

'Even taking a blow from behind would have been better than this.'

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Ye Qianhan was consumed by endless regret.

But alas.

It was too late.

The enraged Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit…

…would quench her fury only with his blood.

A bloody light flashed from the small girl as she pounced on him. In an instant, Ye Qianhan's entire being—his aura, his Soul, everything—began to surge uncontrollably.

BOOM!

With a deafening bang…

…he exploded.

At the same time, the others met the same fate, exploding one after another.

Every last one of them died on the spot.

After doing all this…

…the little Sword Spirit appeared before Yang Xiao.

She was just about to speak, to claim credit from her master for her deeds…

Suddenly…

…both her and Yang Xiao's brows furrowed in unison.

Because…

…two powerful auras were descending upon them.

Yang Xiao turned to look and saw, to his surprise, two women.

One wore a red dress, the other was clad in white, and they were approaching at high speed.

'Immortal Cultivators?'

He remembered he was still trapped inside the Array. The auras of these two Immortal Cultivators were no weaker than Ye Qianhan's; in fact, the woman in the red dress seemed even stronger.

Yang Xiao's expression flickered.