772: Chapter 773 Li Xuanfeng Makes His Move

Wang Zhan leaned on his long spear, his body trembling slightly. The resolve of having recklessly burned his essence blood and being prepared to fight to the death still lingered on his face, but his body was racked with waves of exhaustion and the piercing pain of blood and Qi backflow.

He forced down the metallic taste of blood in his throat and scanned his companions. Though their auras fluctuated, it was obvious their Foundations were unharmed, and they hadn't even sustained any significant injuries...

Wang Zhan was stunned at first, and then an inexpressible sense of absurdity rushed to his heart.

"Wait... wait!"

His voice was a bit dry, filled with disbelief. "You guys are okay?"

He had truly felt that world-destroying torrent of attacks just now, and he had seen Xuan Yi's venomous and fatal backstab.

He had prepared for the worst—his Physical Body collapsing and his Divine Soul being annihilated—and was even ready to detonate his Origin to create a slim chance of survival for everyone.

In the end, nothing happened to them, and I'm the only one who almost burned myself out?

Dong Li poked his head out from behind Wang Xiaopang, looking at Wang Zhan's deathly pale, swaying figure and his bewildered expression.

He opened his mouth, for a moment not knowing how to offer comfort.

Ultimately, he sighed deeply in his heart: "Brother, I've seen this before; I understand you...!"

The combat power of this group was just too monstrous!

Wang Xiaopang acted swiftly, pulling out a handful of translucent green Medicinal Pills that emitted a dense life essence and stuffed them into Wang Zhan's mouth without a word.

Then, with a pained expression, he took out several life-saving Talismans with restrained luster and slapped them onto him.

The Medicinal Pills melted upon entry, turning into a warm current that instantly surged through Wang Zhan's limbs and bones, nourishing his nearly withered Meridians and damaged internal organs.

The great dao origin crystal inside him vibrated slightly, and an inexpressible, pale golden stream of Qi containing endless vitality and the mysteries of creation quietly seeped out from deep within the crystal, healing his injuries.

It was at this moment that Wang Zhan's gaze inadvertently shifted upward, piercing through the chaotic crowd to lock onto the pristine, moon-white figure standing beside Xiao Ruobai.

"Is... is it her?!"

Wang Zhan's pupils constricted, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. He could never mistake that cold, transcendent face that looked like the bright moon of the Nine Heavens!

The Master of the Yaochi Holy Land in the Eastern Region of the Lower Realm's Xuanhuang World.

She had actually entered the Immortal Realm too?

Furthermore, she had actually intervened recklessly at that moment of life and death to forcibly block an Immortal Sovereign's assassination for their group?

Dong Li, standing nearby, followed his gaze. His fox-like eyes widened as he looked at Ji Qingyi and then at the calm Xiao Ruobai, his face filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Why?

At this moment, on the entire cliff, everyone's gaze was focused on that moon-white figure.

Doubt, shock, inquiry... no one understood why this aloof and transcendent Lunar Fairy, who ranked among the top in the Immortal Realm, would go so far as to make enemies of every Prodigy present for the sake of the Battle Asura's group.

In the dead silence, Xuan Yi's cold, piercing gaze pinned onto Ji Qingyi like poisonous needles.

His long-planned lethal strike had been crushed. His chest seethed with humiliation, resentment, and a sky-high killing intent.

His usually indifferent face was tensed tight, and the muscles and bones beneath his skin trembled slightly. He spoke one word at a time, his voice low, dry, and bone-chillingly cold:

"Ji Qingyi."

"If you insist on protecting them, do you intend to make an enemy of everyone present?"

Ji Qingyi looked up indifferently.

Her gaze, cold as the moon, pierced through the dust and landed calmly on Xuan Yi. Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her voice was as clear as frost falling to the ground—not loud, yet echoing clearly and powerfully across the cliff:

"To touch them, you must first answer to me."

The sentence was decisive, her stance resolute.

There was no extra explanation, no room for compromise.

The air suddenly became increasingly thick and cold, and even the restless, turbulent spiritual power seemed to freeze at this moment.

For a time, countless gazes shifted back and forth between Ji Qingyi and Xiao Ruobai in shock and suspicion.

"Fairy Ji is actually willing to protect him even if it means making enemies of Xuan Yi and everyone else?!"

"What exactly is their relationship?!"

Some Prodigies who had once harbored hazy admiration or respect for the cold, moon-like Ji Qingyi felt their fantasies silently shatter.

More people were shocked by this sudden Alliance and the strength and resolve Ji Qingyi displayed, their minds racing.

However, greed is like maggots on a bone. Especially when faced with a Heaven-Defying Opportunity like the Quasi-Immortal Emperor dao seed, which could establish a supreme dao foundation, the brief shock was quickly suppressed by even more intense desire.

At the very front of the crowd, Gu Shitian's expression darkened completely.

Upon his translucent, Glazed Divine Body, golden divine patterns slowly flowed. The ancient and overbearing pressure of an Immortal Sovereign rose once more, crushing down like mountains and seas.

His gaze was contemptuous and cold, his eyes filled with indifferent disdain. To him, an Immortal King was ultimately just an Immortal King; even with a divine body, they could not overturn the heavens.

"Another one seeking death."

Gu Shitian spoke those few words calmly. His tone lacked any fluctuation, yet it carried an arrogance that could crush everything.

He didn't want to waste any more time, nor did he care to entangle with Ji Qingyi. His gaze bypassed her and locked directly onto Xiao Ruobai, who held the dao seed behind her.

Kill this person, seize the dao seed, and everything would end.

On the other side, the long sword held by the Little Sword Emperor, Ling Guzhou, let out a clear and sharp hum.

He had been observing the situation, but now he was impatient.

Even before the sword left its scabbard, that sharp Sword Intent that could cut through everything had already spread out like something physical, pointing directly at Ji Qingyi.

"Ji Qingyi," Ling Guzhou's voice was like the sword in his arms, cold and piercing.

"Such an Opportunity is rare in an eternity. Since you insist on standing in the way..."

He paused slightly, and the Sword Qi around him erupted, turning into a brilliant sword pillar that pierced between heaven and earth. His voice suddenly turned sharp:

"Then I shall cut you down as well!"

He slowly looked up, and his eyes no longer held the indifference he had while watching the battle. There was only the pure, cold desire for destruction that belonged to a top-tier Sword Cultivator when encountering an obstacle.

"Brother Ling is quite right."

Gu Shitian interjected indifferently. Light flowed over his Glazed Divine Body, and he no longer held back his Immortal Sovereign pressure. It pressed down like a physical divine mountain, causing the already turbulent space to creak.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, ignorant of heaven's mandate."

Ao Zhan's Dragon pupils opened and closed as he let out a low Dragon roar. His majestic Dragon might mixed with the aura of an Immortal Sovereign, merging with Gu Shitian's pressure.

It turned into an even more terrifying wave, pressing ruthlessly against Ji Qingyi, Xiao Ruobai, and the others behind her.

"Hand over the dao seed, and perhaps I'll leave your corpse intact!" Mo Cha grinned hideously, and his nine Demon Chains rose again like venomous dragons.

Xuan Yi's figure flickered, merging once more into the folds of space like a ghost. His aura became ethereal and hard to detect, with only those cold eyes locked firmly onto Xiao Ruobai.

Driven by the might and greed of Mo Cha, Gu Shitian, and the others, the Prodigies who had briefly paused showed a ferocious light in their eyes again. Their auras intertwined once more, like a slowly tightening noose, locking onto the seven people in the center!

The pressure instantly surged several times over!

At the back, Xiao Ruobai's gaze was calm. His War God Power spread out silently, neutralizing thirty percent of the mountain-like pressure.

His fingertips tensed slightly as he indifferently scanned the field, secretly deducing the positions of all the Prodigies and calmly judging the flaws in their killing intent.

Ji Qingyi had just forcibly endured a strike from Xuan Yi, and her aura was already fluctuating. Now, facing the combined pressure from all four sides, the moonlight around her flickered uncertainly, and the color drained further from her beautiful face, yet her gaze remained cold and firm, not retreating a single step.

"Stubborn and foolish." The Little Sword Emperor spoke no more. He pointed his fingers like a sword and made a casual slicing motion toward Ji Qingyi.

Zheng—!

A pure sword light, condensed to the extreme and seemingly capable of tearing apart both Divine Soul and the Void Realm, erupted from his finger!

This sword was faster, sharper, and more heartless than the one used to test Xuan Yi earlier! Everywhere the sword light passed, it left a long-lasting black rift in space, pointing straight at Ji Qingyi's throat!

He sought to break her defense in one strike and secure the victory!

Ji Qingyi's pupils constricted, and she raised her jade-like hand as Taiyin Power rapidly gathered.

However, at the very moment that deadly sword light was about to touch the moonlight barrier—

"Brother Ling, your sword is a bit too impatient." A clear, calm, and steady voice rang out without warning.