As the distant figure drew near, the terrifying aura radiating from him spread like a tidal wave.
Everyone on the battlefield was struck with shock. The pressure was simply too overwhelming, sending chills down their spines.
Qin Wuyan, who had been pursuing Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, froze instantly—the excitement on his face at having them nearly cornered vanished in a flash.
He halted his assault and shouted sternly.
“Who are you?!”
Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan flickered and withdrew from the battle, regrouping quickly.
Although Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu were pale-faced, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing Qin Wuyan cease his pursuit, the two immediately flew toward Lu Xueqi and the others.
The situation had become dire. Only by regrouping did they have a sliver of hope.
In the blink of an eye, a black-clad figure pierced through the air and arrived.
It was a man dressed in black, his entire body exuding a suffocating pressure that felt almost tangible.
Lu Xueqi frowned slightly. After probing his aura, she confirmed in secret: this man’s cultivation had reached the Ninth Level of the Upper Purity Realm, with one foot already stepped into the Supreme Purity Realm!
Ancestor Duanmu, the Bloodsucking Old Demon, and Qin Wuyan quickly gathered together, their expressions grim.
From the black-clad man, they sensed a terrifying aura equal to that of the Poison God, the Sect Master of the Myriad Poison Sect.
The man’s sinister gaze swept over the crowd, instantly recognizing Lu Xueqi and her companions as the group who had stayed at the inn. His excitement surged.
“Found you!”
He didn’t care much about Lu Xueqi slaying his “blood sack,” but the 《Bride Attire Sutra》 those people carried was of utmost importance to him.
That secret scripture was too precious. He could not allow others to obtain it so easily, let alone cultivate it without his approval. He wouldn’t tolerate anything escaping his control.
Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, and the others’ expressions changed drastically as they assumed battle stances.
Qin Wuyan, however, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes darted about before he respectfully saluted.
“Senior! We are elders and disciples of the Myriad Poison Sect. If you intend to deal with these Qingyun Sect people, we are willing to assist with all our strength!”
The black-clad man cast him a cold glance, eyes full of contempt.
“Ants like you… are worthy of cooperating with me?”
Before the words even faded, he waved his right hand.
An overwhelming force instantly condensed into a sky-covering giant palm that came crashing down toward Qin Wuyan and his companions.
“Senior, this is a misunderstanding!”
Qin Wuyan, Ancestor Duanmu, and the Bloodsucking Old Demon turned pale with fright and shouted in panic.
But the black-clad man paid them no heed. His icy gaze held only killing intent.
Seeing he would show no mercy, the three exchanged glances. Qin Wuyan gritted his teeth and roared,
“We fight!”
Ancestor Duanmu and the Bloodsucking Old Demon immediately nodded.
In an instant, power burst from all three as they unleashed their strongest techniques and summoned their treasured artifacts to block the incoming palm.
Qin Wuyan's eyes spun madly as a massive, blood-veined skeletal frame formed in front of them, shielding all three. At the same time, two enormous energy swords slashed through the air toward the giant palm.
“BOOM!”
A deafening explosion rang out as Qin Wuyan’s energy swords collided with the giant palm—shattering instantly under its might.
The next moment, the palm crashed into the skeletal barrier. Cracks splintered through it with cracking sounds before it collapsed entirely.
The trio were sent flying from the impact!
However, after hitting the ground, a flicker of joy passed through their eyes.
Through their combined efforts, the black-clad man's casual strike had been substantially weakened. Though they were blasted away, their lives were spared.
Having survived death, they secretly exhaled in relief.
Just as the black-clad man launched his strike at Qin Wuyan and the others, Lu Xueqi’s expression sharpened. She shouted abruptly,
“Run!”
Before the words finished leaving her mouth, the four figures shot into the sky like lightning, fleeing toward the distance.
After flinging Qin Wuyan’s group aside, the black-clad man glanced at the fleeing Lu Xueqi and the others, his expression calm.
To him, these Qingyun Sect disciples were merely trapped beasts struggling in vain.
Every copy of the 《Bride Attire Sutra》 he released bore a special mark. Through that imprint, he could instantly locate its bearer—albeit within a limited range.
On the other side, Lu Xueqi was filled with doubt.
She simply could not understand why this person was so bent on hunting them down.
Yet there was no time to dwell on it—the overwhelming aura behind them was already closing in at terrifying speed.
Their pursuer’s cultivation far surpassed their own, and his speed was utterly astonishing.
Lu Xueqi’s eyes narrowed. After a moment of thought, she issued a firm order.
“We split up!”
Qi Hao and Zhang Xiaofan hesitated briefly before nodding.
They understood clearly that with their current speed, they couldn’t possibly shake off their pursuer.
If they stuck together, they would all die.
In a flash, the four scattered like startled birds, fleeing in four different directions.
Lu Xueqi darted away, sprinting toward the far horizon.
Behind her, the black figure paused for a brief second as he watched them scatter.
But he quickly locked eyes on Lu Xueqi.
He could sense clearly—the 《Bride Attire Sutra》 was on that girl.
“The others are nothing but ants.”
The man sneered coldly.
“As long as I kill her, everything will be over.”
With that, his aura erupted, and he turned into a black blur, speeding straight toward Lu Xueqi.
At his current level of power, he didn’t even regard Lu Xueqi as a threat.
And once some time passed and he made another breakthrough, he would be invincible in this world.
He had already been in this world for many years and knew its factions and power structures like the back of his hand.
In truth, he was not a native of this realm.
In his previous life, he had been a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse in the cultivation world, but was ambushed by his companions during a treasure hunt and had his Nascent Soul shattered.
Using a secret technique, a sliver of his residual soul reincarnated into this world.
Upon arriving in this realm, he fortuitously obtained the 《Bride Attire Divine Art》 in a secret realm. Through it, he rapidly recovered his strength and had now nearly reached the Golden Core Realm.
Though his current strength was already close to invincible, years of careful observation had taught him that this land was filled with countless treasures and powerful cultivators. If he acted recklessly, he still risked suffering severe setbacks.
Thus, until his power was stabilized, he never dared provoke the major sects lightly.
After darting out, Lu Xueqi quickly sensed that the intruder was pursuing only her, ignoring Qi Hao, Zhang Xiaofan, and the others.
Her heart sank. Clearly, the man was targeting her.
Yet she had never seen him before. What grudge could there be?
After fleeing a good distance and confirming that she could no longer sense Qi Hao and the others, Lu Xueqi suddenly turned and entered a dense forest, leaping atop a towering tree entwined with vines.
Turning around, she looked toward her pursuer, her gaze frosty.
Earlier, she had held back to avoid exposing her strength. But now that there was no one around, why should she still be cautious?
Since he had come seeking death, she didn’t mind sending him off.
The man halted slightly upon seeing Lu Xueqi suddenly stop fleeing. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Though he had earlier marveled at her breathtaking beauty—something he hadn’t seen in centuries even in the cultivation world—for him, women were nothing but pretty corpses.
If he were truly interested, he would kill her and refine her into a puppet to carry around.
Mistaking her stance as giving up resistance, his lips curled into a cruel grin as he sped up, mocking coldly,
“Why aren’t you running? Come on, keep running!”
Lu Xueqi’s expression remained indifferent as she countered coldly,
“Run? Why should I run?”
Her contemptuous and frosty demeanor enraged the man. He roared,
“Foolish girl! Can’t you see the gap between us?”
“Gap?”
Lu Xueqi sneered.
“You’re the one who can’t see clearly. An ant like you dares to hunt me? You’re asking for death.”
“Damn you!”
The old man’s expression darkened.
The word "ant" stirred memories he had buried long ago—times when he was weak and humiliated.
Now that his power was immense, how dare someone still insult him?
In a fit of rage, his aura exploded outward. The pressure of a half-step into the Supreme Purity Realm swept through the area.
Because of his unique cultivation technique and powerful divine sense, the strength he now released was no weaker than that of an average First-Level Supreme Purity cultivator.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi chuckled coldly.
“That’s your full power? Then prepare to fall here today.”
Before her words finished, a terrifying aura erupted from her body.
The void trembled violently, the earth rumbled, and the surrounding trees shattered under the overwhelming pressure.
A black whirlwind formed around her and surged outward in all directions.
The once-arrogant black-clad man’s pupils shrank the moment he sensed this aura. He cried out in terror,
“Nascent Soul stage? Impossible! How could you be Nascent Soul?!”
Lu Xueqi ignored him. With a flick of her finger, she pointed toward the sky.
In an instant, a bolt of golden lightning tore through the heavens, forming into a thunder spear over ten feet long, roaring down with world-shattering force.
“Impossible!”
The man screamed as he frantically waved his hands, forming layers of energy barriers in front of him.
Yet the moment the thunder spear collided with the shields, they shattered like paper.
The spear pierced straight through his chest and continued its descent into the ground.
“BOOM!”
A thunderous explosion echoed across the sky. The golden lightning blasted a crater hundreds of meters wide into the earth, and the man’s body was instantly vaporized.
Lu Xueqi nodded in satisfaction. Though she hadn’t used her full strength, this attack had already displayed overwhelming might.
The fact that her opponent mistook her for a Nascent Soul cultivator surprised her slightly—but more than that, it left her cold.
Those who dared chase her should be prepared to face the consequences.
After confirming the enemy was completely annihilated, Lu Xueqi vanished into the depths of the forest in a flash.
However, the shockwaves from the battle had already alarmed the others who were fleeing.
Sensing that terrifying power, their faces turned pale and their pace quickened.
Meanwhile, in a distant courtyard, a handsome young man was being attended to by servants as he bathed.
Suddenly, his serene expression froze. His eyes turned vacant, and the gentle aura surrounding him was instantly replaced by a sinister, terrifying presence.
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