490: Youxuan is coming to kill!

[The appearance of Xuanyuan Tianji became the final straw that broke Immortal Emperor Changqing's psychological defenses.]

[Immortal Emperor Changqing stared fixedly in your direction, the gloom in his eyes replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.]

[He could not understand for the life of him why there were two Immortal Sovereigns standing behind you, one of whom even completely crushed him in terms of cultivation.]

[This was originally a hunt he had prepared for you.]

[But now he was very clear that today, let alone killing you, whether he could escape unscathed had become a luxury.]

["Hmph!"]

[A hoarse sound escaped from Immortal Emperor Changqing's throat.]

[Before his voice even faded, the green light around him surged, and his entire being transformed into a distorted stream of light, forcibly tearing through space to flee out of the Secret Realm.]

[As for the nine Immortal Kings who were frozen in mid-air and unable to move, he didn't even spare them a glance.]

[In the face of self-preservation, these so-called Sect elites were nothing more than pawns that could be discarded at any time.]

[Sword Thirteen watched the figure eager to escape, a touch of mockery appearing in his originally calm eyes.]

["Coming and going as you please?"]

[His tone was flat, yet it carried a murderous intent that made one's whole body go cold.]

[Since the whetstone had lost its value, there was no need to waste any more time.]

[The next moment, Sword Thirteen's hand holding the sword was as steady as a rock.]

[There were no sword shadows filling the sky, nor was there any deafening roar.]

[He simply slashed out with a single sword strike.]

[This strike was so fast that even Divine Sense could not capture it.]

[Only a thin, silk-like white trace remained in the void, instantly crossing the barrier of space.]

[Immortal Emperor Changqing, who had already escaped into a spatial rift, only felt a chill at the back of his head as an unspeakable sense of extinction instantly swept through his body.]

[Immortal Emperor Changqing subconsciously wanted to move his body, wanted to sacrifice a defensive Magic Treasure.]

[But it was too slow.]

[That Sword Intent was faster than his thoughts.]

[Puchi.]

[A faint, barely audible sound.]

[Immortal Emperor Changqing's movements came to an abrupt halt.]

[He maintained his posture of fleeing forward, his eyes still holding a lingering desire for life, as well as an indelible sense of the absurd.]

[A trace of blood slowly seeped from between his eyebrows, and with it came the frantic drainage of his life force.]

[The Sword Intent entered his body, instantly shredding his Sea of Consciousness and annihilating his Divine Soul along with it.]

[An Immortal Sovereign who once awed an entire region had fallen completely under this single sword strike, without even letting out a scream.]

[Looking at the corpse falling weakly from mid-air, the remaining nine Immortal Kings completely lost their ability to think, their eyes filled only with endless dead silence.]

[You looked at Immortal Emperor Changqing's gradually cooling corpse, your eyes showing no emotion.]

[Not far away, Su Qingyuan tilted her head slightly and let out a long sigh of relief.]

[The long-accumulated gloom deep in her eyes quietly dissipated with the fall of Immortal Emperor Changqing.]

[It was replaced by a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.]

[She didn't speak, just quietly watched.]

[Xuanyuan Tianji withdrew her gaze, not even looking at the nine Immortal Kings pinned in mid-air.]

[She casually snapped her fingers with a nonchalant movement.]

[Buzz—]

[The void shook slightly as nine invisible ripples rippled outward.]

[Those nine Immortal King Ninth Heaven experts didn't even have time to scream before their Physical Bodies instantly disintegrated into powder that filled the sky, their Divine Souls completely destroyed.]

[In the face of absolute Realm suppression, so-called numbers were nothing more than a meaningless figure.]

[You were just about to speak.]

[However, just when you thought this crisis had been completely resolved, your expression darkened completely in the next second.]

[A heavy pressure, like that of Ten Thousand Mountains, descended upon the entire Sword Pavilion Secret Realm without warning.]

[That was the Emperors Might that stood above all living beings.]

["Zizizi!"]

["Feng Xi, so you were hiding here. I thought you had already left the Vast Immortal Domain."]

[A cold laugh echoed within the Sword Pavilion, carrying a hint of playfulness.]

[Space distorted, and you saw the Golden Crow Saint Son, Ghost Profound, stepping out of the void atop surging golden flames.]

[He was surrounded by the phantoms of nine blazing suns, illuminating the dim Sword Pavilion like broad daylight.]

[The moment you saw Ghost Profound, both your and Feng Xi's hearts sank to the bottom.]

[The thing you worried about most had happened after all.]

[The Golden Crow Clan had followed the scent and found their way to the door.]

[Although only Ghost Profound was in sight at the moment,]

[The suffocating Emperor's Dao pressure looming over the Secret Realm already explained everything.]

[In the void behind Ghost Profound, a terrifying figure loomed indistinctly, the fluctuations it emitted causing the surrounding Laws to retreat.]

[The Golden Crow Great Emperor had personally arrived.]

[Before you could make any reaction, the Golden Crow Great Emperor had already trapped your movements.]

[The void completely solidified at this moment.]

[The Golden Crow Great Emperor didn't even formally show his face; merely that wisp of leaking Emperors Might stripped away all the Laws within the Sword Pavilion.]

[At this moment, you were just like those nine Immortal Kings of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect before—in the face of absolute power, you had no strength to fight back.]

[In front of the Emperor Realm, even an Immortal Sovereign is an ant.]

[Ghost Profound walked slowly up to you, morbid flames dancing in his golden eyes; it was a long-accumulated violence.]

["This Vast Immortal Domain is already a Dead Land. That group of stray dogs from your Human Race has all shrunk into the Star Radiance Mountain Range. You certainly know how to pick a place, choosing to retire here."]

[He reached out his hand, fingers slightly curved, and pressed directly against your Dantian.]

[Bang.]

[A dull explosion echoed in the silent Sword Pavilion.]

[You only felt the Immortal Power you had painstakingly cultivated instantly lose control and explode, your Qi Sea collapsing.]

[The original sense of overflowing power receded like a tide, replaced by an endless weakness.]

[Your cultivation was crippled.]

[You spat out a mouthful of blood, your body trembling violently from the intense pain.]

["Kid, you ruined my grand plan. Did you think death could end it?"]

[Ghost Profound's voice was very soft, yet it carried a malice that made one shudder.]

[He looked at the nearby Lin Tian and Feng Xi, before his gaze finally fell back onto your pale face.]

["These are all your friends, right?"]

[He tapped his toe lightly, and accompanied by several sounds of bone cracking, the Meridians in your four limbs were all shattered, and your bones were crushed to dust.]

[You fell dejectedly to the ground, slumped in a pool of blood like a pile of mud.]

[The intense pain bored into your Divine Soul. You tried desperately to struggle, to roar, but your throat could only produce the sound of broken bloody foam.]

[You could only watch helplessly as your body lost control and the ground was stained red by your own blood.]

[Ghost Profound appreciated your miserable state with satisfaction. He no longer paid you any mind, but turned around and, carrying that suffocating killing intent, walked step by step toward the pale-faced Lin Tian and the others.]

[He wanted you to watch with your own eyes, in your most conscious state, as your closest friends were turned to ashes one by one.]

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