59: The deadly trap begins, and the Great Sage guards the pass.

Entrance to the Demon Suppressing Abyss.

The sky displayed a suffocating dark red, as if it had just been soaked in fresh blood.

This was a forbidden zone for life, and a graveyard for desire.

Three towering figures stood quietly deep within the Void Realm, surrounded by Laws that blurred their Faces; only their terrifying auras, enough to crush eternity, revealed their identities.

Great Saints.

Three Great Saints.

“Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign, is your information accurate?”

On the left, a man enveloped in demonic fire spoke indifferently, his voice sounding like a red-hot iron plunged into water, sizzling and hissing.

The Palace Master of the Fentian Demon Palace.

“That girl Ji Lanxi has an Imperial Weapon protecting her. If we can't kill her in one strike, by the time the Imperial Court reacts, both you and I will be dead.”

The figure in the middle, shrouded in Holy Light yet emitting a thick scent of blood, let out a soft chuckle.

“Rest assured.”

“Within the Imperial Court, there are those who want her dead even more than we do.”

The Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign.

He stretched out a pale hand and pointed toward the entrance of the Secret Realm below, which resembled the maw of a giant beast.

“That old hag Aunt Ye who is escorting her may be at the Peak of the Great Saint realm.”

“But the killing Formation is already set.”

“When the Secret Realm opens in a moment, we will strike together to suppress that old woman.”

“As for Ji Luanxi...”

The Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign looked toward the figure on the right, whose Demonic Qi reached the heavens.

The Palace Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

“Have the Saint Kings under your command cripple her cultivation, but leave her with one breath.”

“That great personage said that as long as she is alive, she is the best bargaining chip.”

The Heavenly Azure King licked his lips, revealing a mouth of forest-white fangs.

“The Nine Phoenix Sacred Body... if I could taste a mouthful of her heart's blood, my cultivation might be able to take another step forward.”

“As you wish.”

The Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign waved his hand, his tone indifferent.

“Blonde, Blood-Robed.”

From the shadows below, two young figures slowly walked out.

They were precisely the Blonde Youth and the Blood-Robed Figure who had suffered a setback at the auction earlier.

Both were currently filled with killing intent, followed by dozens of Heavenly Kingdom assassins with cold auras.

“Once inside, kill everyone you see.”

“Muddy the waters.”

“Yes!”

...Tens of thousands of miles away.

A pitch-black divine ship was shuttling through the sea of clouds, its speed as fast as a thunderclap.

On the deck.

Su Xuanchen lay on a grand tutor's chair, playing with the 'brick' he had just spent six billion on—the heaven shaking seal.

Though this thing was damaged, it felt excellent in his hand, heavy and definitely handy for smashing people.

“Boss.”

Beside him, Yu Xin, who was holding the rusty seven star dragon abyss sword, suddenly stopped her wiping motions.

She raised her head.

Her eyes, which were originally ethereal and clear, now flickered with a faint purple light.

“What's wrong?”

Su Xuanchen turned his head, looking at this 'employee' who possessed the Luck of a Human King.

“My heart is uneasy.”

Yu Xin clutched her chest, her brow slightly furrowed.

“Ahead... there is the scent of blood.”

“It's very thick.”

“And...”

She looked at Su Xuanchen, her tone becoming somewhat hurried.

“This malice is directed at you.”

Su Xuanchen sat up straight.

The intuition of a Primeval Human King?

This was a radar more useful than any early-warning Formation.

“Su Jie.”

Su Xuanchen spoke indifferently.

“Buzz!”

The divine ship came to a sudden halt.

Almost at the same time.

The void ahead split open without any warning.

A giant black demonic claw, carrying a nauseating foul wind, clawed fiercely at the divine ship's defensive shield.

“Boom—!”

The shield trembled violently, letting out an overburdened wail.

The divine ship was forced to a stop by this immense force, sliding hundreds of feet through the air before barely stabilizing.

“Jie jie jie...”

A piercing, strange laugh came from the crack.

Following that.

A youth with a black single horn on his head, carrying a pitch-black demonic blade, stepped out and blocked the front of the divine ship.

Black Horn of the Fentian Demon Palace.

“Su Xuanchen.”

Black Horn looked down at the people on the deck from above, his narrow eyes full of mockery and cruelty.

“You run quite fast.”

“I thought you were going to hide in Myriad Dao Immortal City for the rest of your life like a turtle shrinking into its shell.”

Su Xuanchen stood up and brushed the dust off his robes.

His expression was calm.

He even looked a bit annoyed at having his afternoon nap disturbed.

“A good dog doesn't block the way.”

“Scram.”

The smile on Black Horn's Face instantly froze.

Immediately, a violent killing intent surged into the sky.

“What gall!”

“Death is at hand, yet you still dare to be stubborn!”

He pointed his demonic blade at Su Xuanchen, his tone chillingly cold.

“My original intention for this trip was to go and slaughter that bitch Ji Lanxi first.”

“I didn't expect my Luck to be so good that I'd run into you here.”

“In that case, I'll sacrifice you to my blade first!”

Su Xuanchen's eyes flickered slightly.

“Slaughter Ji Lanxi?”

He caught the keyword.

“What?”

Black Horn looked at Su Xuanchen's expression and thought he was afraid, making him even more smug.

“Are you surprised?”

“It doesn't matter if I tell you; you're going to be a dead man soon anyway.”

“At this very moment, over at the Demon Suppressing Abyss, three Great Saints have gathered, and an inescapable net has been spread.”

“That stupid woman probably has her cultivation crippled by now, right?”

“As for you...”

Black Horn licked his lips, his greedy gaze sweeping over Yu Xin behind Su Xuanchen.

“You snatched my Demon Palace's Cauldron and dared to make us lose Face at the auction.”

“Today, I will crush your bones one by one and extract your Divine Soul to use as a sky lantern!”

“Die!”

Boom!

Without any nonsense.

Black Horn struck directly.

Though he was arrogant, he was not stupid.

Even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit.

His cultivation at the Peak of the Saint King realm erupted without reservation, and his demonic blade slashed out a thousand-foot-long pitch-black blade light, directly locking onto Su Xuanchen's aura.

This single slash was enough to sever mountains and rivers!

In his view, Su Xuanchen's so-called 'comparable to a Saint King' was merely a boast relying on external items.

How deep could the foundation of a newly risen upstart be?

...At the same time.

Deep within the Secret Realm of the Demon Suppressing Abyss.

The killing Formation had begun.

The Secret Realm, which was supposed to be a Holy Land for treasure hunting, had now turned into a giant meat grinder.

“Ah—!”

Screams of agony rose one after another.

Those Cultivators who had rushed in full of hope were ground into mincemeat by the blood-colored Formation runes surging from all directions before they even saw a glimpse of any treasure.

“What's going on?!”

“Where's the exit? Why is the exit sealed?!”

“Help! I don't want to die!”

Panic was spreading.

And in the core area of the Secret Realm.

Ninth Princess Ji Lanxi was currently in a desperate situation.

Her pale-gold palace dress was already bloodstained, her hair was disheveled, and a trace of bright red hung from the corner of her mouth.

Around her.

Dozens of Blood-Robed Heavenly Kingdom assassins were like maggots on a bone, crazily launching suicide attacks.

“Aunt Ye!”

Ji Lanxi shattered an assassin's skull with a palm strike and turned to look behind her.

There.

Aunt Ye, who had always been protecting her, now had an aura that was violent to the extreme.

Her originally hunched body stood straight, and two beams of brilliant divine light erupted from her cloudy old eyes.

Boom!

Saint Might erupted in full force!

“Get back!”

Aunt Ye roared, and the walking stick in her hand transformed into a giant green dragon, sweeping outward.

Bang, bang, bang!

The three experts at the Peak of the Saint King realm who were besieging her were directly swept away by this strike, spitting blood.

“Princess, go quickly!”

Aunt Ye grabbed Ji Lanxi's wrist, about to tear open the void.

“This killing Formation is targeted at me!”

“Their target is you!”

However.

Just at the moment the spatial crack was about to form.

“Buzz!”

A blood-colored light screen descended from the sky, directly sealing that crack.

The void solidified.

“Leaving?”

“Since you've come, then stay here.”

In the sky.

Three towering figures slowly emerged.

The Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign looked down from above at the two people below, his gaze like that of someone watching two trapped beasts.

“Old woman Ye, you hid quite deeply.”

“Unfortunately, today this Demon Suppressing Abyss will be your burial ground.”

Ji Lanxi looked at the three people in the sky, and her Face instantly turned deathly pale.

Three Great Saints!

This was a certain-death trap!

“Why?”

She stared fixedly at the Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign, her voice trembling yet carrying an unyielding chill.

“I am the Ninth Princess of the Imperial Court!”

“If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid my Father Emperor will be enraged and trample your lineages?!”

“Father Emperor?”

The Heavenly Kingdom Sovereign sneered.

“Silly girl.”

“Do you think we would dare to move against you if there wasn't tacit approval from within the Imperial Court?”

“Your whereabouts, your trump cards, even the information that you were accompanied by a Great Saint...”

“They were all personally delivered to my hands by your dear brothers.”

Ji Lanxi's body shook as if struck by lightning.

Betrayal.

Betrayal from her own blood relatives.