72: No one but me can be hit.

"Attack the city!"

Lady White Bone gave the command.

The pale human bone flute sounded again, and its mournful wail transformed into tangible sound waves, slamming viciously into the Wang Family's precarious protective formation.

At the same time.

The Blood God Cult Master sneered, and the sea of blood behind him surged, turning into monstrous blood hands that reached for the Cultivators atop the city walls.

On the Ling Family warships, the Spirit Stone cannon barrels gathered light, and beams of destruction were ready to fire.

Despair.

The members of the Wang Family were ashen-faced; some even closed their eyes, waiting for death to arrive.

Just then.

"Zheng—!"

An extremely clear and resonant sword cry exploded between heaven and earth without warning.

Immediately after.

The sky split open.

A azure sword rainbow, ten thousand feet long, tore through the black clouds and Corpse Qi covering the sky, descending from the Nine Heavens with a chill sufficient to freeze the Soul.

Fast.

So fast that even a Saint's Divine Thought couldn't catch it.

"Who is it?!"

Lady White Bone's expression changed drastically, her bone flute only halfway raised.

"Pfft!"

The sword light swept across.

The thousands of White Bone Divine Cult followers charging at the front stiffened instantly, unable even to scream.

The next second.

They disintegrated.

Turning into bone dust that scattered and drifted down from the sky.

One sword, cleared the field!

"Who?!"

The Blood God Cult Master and Ling Xiaotian cried out in unison, their hair standing on end.

The Void Realm twisted.

A tall figure wearing a blue maid outfit and holding a broken sword slowly walked out.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes slightly red, and her stunningly beautiful face now bore a killing intent more ferocious than a vengeful spirit.

Lu Qingchan.

She was currently suppressing a raging fire in her heart.

A towering rage stemming from being humiliated by Su Xuanchen, forcibly recognized as his subordinate, and having to call his disciple 'Big Sister'.

She couldn't kill Su Xuanchen.

But this group of trash just happened to walk into her line of fire.

"Is this the parvenu you were talking about?"

Lu Qingchan carried her sword, walking step by step toward the coalition of the three major powers. With every step, a dark fissure cracked open in the Void Realm beneath her feet.

"Who was it just now who said they would turn his skull into a wine cup?"

Her voice was chilling, like ten thousand years of profound ice.

Lady White Bone's pupils contracted as she looked at the woman in the maid outfit who was radiating the terrifying pressure of a Saint King.

"You... you are..."

She recognized her.

That signature azure Sword Qi, that world-defying Sword Intent.

"Flying Feather Sword Saint, Lu Qingchan?!"

"A Saint King of Shenxiao Holy Land?!"

Boom!

The entire place erupted in shock.

The three major powers, who had just been clamoring, instantly fell silent, like ducks whose necks had been wrung.

A person's name casts a shadow.

The fearsome reputation of the Flying Feather Sword Saint was built upon the bones of countless powerful experts!

"Se-Senior Lu!"

Ling Xiaotian stammered, his legs trembling:

"This is a misunderstanding! We didn't know the Wang Family had your backing..."

"Backing?"

Lu Qingchan sneered, her eyes filled with violence.

"I am here to kill."

"Since you like turning people into wine cups so much, today, I shall grant you your wish."

"All of you... die!"

Boom!

Without any further nonsense.

Lu Qingchan's Aura exploded instantly.

The terrifying pressure belonging to the Saint King Realm swept across the entire area like a tsunami.

Although the broken sword in her hand was damaged, under the augmentation of Saint King Law, it still erupted with a sharpness that caused the world to change color.

"Formless Sword Intent—Strangulation!"

Buzz!

Visible ripples appeared in the air.

They were hundreds of millions of strands of Sword Qi, fine as silk threads.

"Ah—!"

Screams rose one after another.

Hundreds of elite Cultivators on the Ling Family warships were instantly sliced into minced meat.

The five Saints, who had been high and mighty moments before, were now deathly pale. Their Protective Aura was instantly riddled with holes, unable to withstand the Sword Intent.

"Pfft!"

A Saint from the Blood God Cult spat out a mouthful of blood, a blood hole appearing in his chest, visible from front to back.

"Run! Quick, run!"

"This crazy woman is a Saint King! We can't stop her!"

Fear spread rapidly.

The coalition army, which the three major powers were so proud of, was nothing but a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered before an enraged Sword Saint.

"Trying to run?"

Lu Qingchan's eyes turned cold.

"Young Master Su... said."

She gritted her teeth when she said the words "Young Master," and she swung the sword in her hand even more fiercely.

"He wants you all neat and tidy."

"If one is missing, how am I supposed to report back?!"

Swish!

Her body moved with the sword.

Lu Qingchan transformed into an azure lightning bolt, instantly appearing behind two Saints.

"Slash!"

The sword light swept horizontally.

Two heads the size of buckets flew into the sky, and Saint blood rained down.

Instant kill!

The remaining three Saints were terrified out of their wits. How could they dare to fight? They immediately burned their vital essence and scattered, fleeing in different directions.

"Blood God Disintegration Great Technique!"

The Blood God Cult Master roared, his Physical Body exploding instantly, turning into a bloody Primordial Spirit attempting to escape into the Void Realm.

"Trying to play with your Primordial Spirit in front of me?"

Lu Qingchan gave a cold snort, and an azure sword phantom shot out from between her eyebrows.

"God Extinguishing Stab!"

"Ah—!"

A mournful scream echoed from the Void Realm.

The Blood God Cult Master's Primordial Spirit was instantly nailed in mid-air, then shredded into nothingness by the Sword Qi.

At the same time.

The headless Buddha composed of countless corpses—the White Bone Divine Cult's Protector Saint—roared and charged toward Lu Qingchan, trying to stop her.

"Scram!"

Lu Qingchan didn't even look, hacking down with a backhand swing of her sword.

"Boom!"

The Corpse Buddha, which possessed the battle strength of a Saint of the Nine Heavens, was instantly cleaved in two by the sword strike, then exploded into bone dust that filled the sky.

Too strong.

This was simply not a fight on the same level.

In the blink of an eye, of the five Saints, four were dead and one had fled.

Only Lady White Bone, the one best at preserving her life, remained.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Lady White Bone was disheveled and in a sorry state.

She looked at the murderous Lu Qingchan behind her, and a look of frantic determination flashed in her eyes.

"Lu Qingchan! Don't push me!"

"What if I do push you?"

Lu Qingchan held the dripping broken sword, closing in step by step.

"Didn't you want to turn a skull into a wine cup?"

"I'm here to take your skull right now."

"Fine! You brought this upon yourself!"

Lady White Bone shrieked and pulled out a section of black finger bone from her robe.

The moment the finger bone appeared, the surrounding light was completely swallowed up, and an ancient, decaying, yet the supreme Aura instantly permeated the area.

Great Sage Forbidden Artifact!

"I implore the Old Ancestor's dao body to descend!"

Lady White Bone sprayed a mouthful of vital essence onto the finger bone.

"Rumble—!"

Heaven and earth changed color.

A massive fissure tore open in the Void Realm.

A huge bone claw, pale as jade yet covered in strange red hair, stretched out from the fissure.

Immediately after.

A terrifying figure, a hundred zhang tall and entirely constructed of white bone, slowly squeezed out of the Void Realm.

Great Sage White Bone!

Although it was only a white bone dao body possessing thirty percent of the main body's strength, the pressure belonging to a Great Sage still caused all living creatures within a ten-thousand-mile radius to tremble incessantly.

"Who... awakened me..."

Two clusters of ghostly green fire ignited in the hollow eye sockets of the white bone dao body. Its voice was like the grinding of millstones, painfully shaking people's eardrums.

"Old Ancestor! Save me!"

Lady White Bone knelt on the ground, pointing at Lu Qingchan and screaming:

"This madwoman wants to destroy my Dao lineage! Kill her!"

The white bone dao body turned its head, its gaze locking onto Lu Qingchan.

"A Saint King?"

"An ant."

Boom!

He raised the bone claw that obscured the sky and slapped it down towards Lu Qingchan.

This palm strike sealed off space and contained the Law of Death, which corroded all things.

Lu Qingchan's expression changed instantly.

Great Sage!

Even a dao body with only thirty percent of the strength was not something she, a Saint King, could contend with.

But she did not retreat.

Nor could she.

Because that man said that if she failed to complete the task, he would hang her on the city gate.

Better to die in battle than suffer humiliation!

"Flying Immortal Sword Strike!"

Lu Qingchan burned all the Saint power within her body, even overdrawing her Origin.

Her entire being transformed into a single sword.

A sword that charged forward without hesitation, embracing death to achieve life.

"Clang!"

The sword light collided with the bone claw.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

That massive bone claw actually had one of its fingers sliced off by the sword strike!

But that was all.

"Hmph."

The white bone dao body let out a cold snort.

"Somewhat interesting."

"But in the face of absolute power, skill is just a joke."

"White Bone World!"

Hum!

Countless white bone spikes grew out of the Void Realm, instantly forming a white bone cage, trapping Lu Qingchan inside.

Terrifying pressure squeezed in from all directions.

"Pfft!"

Lu Qingchan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the broken sword in her hand flew out.

She felt like all the bones in her body were about to shatter.

Was she going to die?

Lu Qingchan closed her eyes in despair.

What flashed through her mind was not her past at Shenxiao Holy Land, but rather that man's hateful smiling face and his shameless command, "Come serve me tonight."

"Bastard..."

"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off..."