113: There is no skill in love, sincerity is the killer skill!

Even if Murong Yanran was on high alert at this moment, ascending from the first to the second level, she would still not be able to escape his grasp!

After all, as the one pulling the strings, he was, from beginning to end, the man who stood at the top of the atmosphere, casually toying with all living beings in the palm of his hand.

Next, he only needed to employ a few more minor tricks.

Murong Yanran would surely fall completely, becoming his plaything.

Don't believe it? Then just wait and see his brilliant performance!

A moment later... Murong Yanran's delicate red lips trembled slightly, and she asked in a low, sharp voice:

"You lecherous scoundrel, if you don't tell the truth, I will take your life with a single sword strike!"

At this moment, she looked at Xuan Tianchen's deeply affectionate expression.

Her Dao Heart was as firm as iron, without the slightest waver.

She was deaf to his declarations of deep affection.

And the heartless sword, tightly gripped in her jade hand, was pressed directly against Xuan Tianchen's throat.

Wisp after wisp of astonishing sacred aura emanated from it, causing traces of blood to seep from Xuan Tianchen's throat.

Dare to covet the Heartless Empress's heart and disturb her Dao Heart?

No matter how handsome and dashing a man was, he would die beneath her sword.

However, Xuan Tianchen still wore a gentle, spring-like smile.

"To fall in love at first sight and yet be unable to attain it – there is nothing more heartbreaking in this world than this.

Lady, if killing me brings you joy, then by all means, do it!"

As his words fell, he presented a resolute posture, as if magnanimously embracing death.

"You... you truly aren't afraid of death?"

Murong Yanran was momentarily stunned, unsure how to respond to this situation.

Xuan Tianchen smiled faintly upon hearing this and said:

"Lady, you jest. May I ask, in this entire cultivation world, who is truly fearless of death?

But if one can die by the sword of the beautiful woman one fell in love with at first sight, then it is a death well-deserved!"

His tone was filled with deep affection and love for Murong Yanran.

Immediately after, he seemed to notice something, his expression suddenly stiffening, and a look of gravity instantly appeared.

"Watch out behind you!!"

Before Murong Yanran could even react, Xuan Tianchen suddenly embraced her tightly.

And quickly swapped their positions.

Then, with a sharp 'hiss,' a bizarre blood-red longsword instantly pierced through his chest from his back.

"Drip... drip..."

At this moment, the sound of fresh blood dripping from the longsword onto the ground was exceptionally clear.

Seeing this, Murong Yanran's face instantly lost all color, and she cried out in alarm: "Pseudonym! Why would you do this?!"

Watching Xuan Tianchen unhesitatingly block this fatal attack for her.

Murong Yanran finally couldn't help but call out the name Xuan Tianchen had revealed to the public today: Pseudonym.

Immediately, she embraced Xuan Tianchen tightly, her face filled with worry.

At the same time, recalling how she had just suspected Xuan Tianchen of ill intentions and held her sword to his throat.

Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal deep apologies, a sight that evoked pity.

"Pfft... Lady, as long as you are safe, I am at ease!"

Xuan Tianchen coughed up blood, his voice strained but with a faint smile.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, his aura chaotic, and his vitality was rapidly fading at an alarming rate.

Yet, even so, he was still preoccupied with Murong Yanran's safety.

Seeing Xuan Tianchen in this state, Murong Yanran's last line of defense finally completely broke.

She sobbed and said, "Why are you so foolish? I treated you so badly just now!"

"It's not foolishness, but my good fortune. From the first moment I saw you today, I found what I truly sought my entire life.

It's not an understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, nor a craving for profound cultivation realms.

Rather, it's just wanting to have a beloved companion in my twilight years, to sit together and watch the clouds unfurl."

Xuan Tianchen spoke his heart with deep affection, gently wiping away the tears from Murong Yanran's eyes with his hand.

And Murong Yanran did not resist.

At this very moment, she finally completely succumbed to Xuan Tianchen's tenderness.

As the saying goes, sincerity can move mountains.

Love inherently has no tricks; sincerity is the ultimate invincible move.

No woman can resist a heartfelt confession from a handsome man who shields her from a blade.

"Oh ho, quite the emotional display! To attempt to be a hero and save the beauty without any real strength, let's see if you can survive this!"

Just then, a sinister voice suddenly echoed, belonging to the Black Figure from earlier.

Murong Yanran's face instantly paled as she recognized the newcomer: "What! You're still alive?"

"Little beauty, oh no, I should call you the Heartless Empress! This lord was merely toying with you just now; otherwise, how could the Emperor Weapon in your hand kill me!"

"You... who exactly are you? How do you know my true identity, and why are you attacking me?"

Murong Yanran asked, a strong sense of apprehension involuntarily appearing in her beautiful eyes.

"All matters of the heavens are within this lord's control; attacking you is naturally for dual cultivation with you!"

"Presumptuous!" Murong Yanran was furious.

After gently setting Xuan Tianchen down, she wielded her heartless sword and attacked the Black Figure with all her might.

"heartless sword Art!"

With her angry shout, an incredibly powerful sword intent surged forth from the blade of the heartless sword.

Seeing this, the Black Figure laughed mockingly: "As expected of the Heartless Empress, this sword intent is not bad!"

"Hmph, enough to kill you!"

In just an instant, Murong Yanran and the Black Figure engaged in a fierce battle.

Although both were only at the Saint Realm, the terrifying aftershocks generated by their battle were no less powerful than those of Saint Emperor experts.

Each killing move unleashed stirred up endless sacred auras that rampaged, impacting the entire space.

And this, it seemed, was not even their true strength.

The Black Figure's aura was extremely bizarre, and its combat power incredibly formidable; even just using its hands,

It could still easily cope with Murong Yanran's incredibly sharp sword moves, handling them with ease.

In contrast, Murong Yanran gradually felt strained; after a fierce battle, her clothes were tattered in several places.

"Heartless Empress, if you can only display this level of skill, today you can only become my cultivation vessel!"

After repelling Murong Yanran with a palm strike, the Black Figure couldn't help but let out a lewd, unrestrained laugh.

It was at this moment that Xuan Tianchen's voice suddenly boomed like thunder from the side: "If you want to touch her, you'll have to step over my corpse first!"

No sooner had he spoken than Xuan Tianchen's body instantly blazed with holy light, and he then chanted in a low voice: "Vast Righteous Qi rises with the wind, all heretical demons submit. Suppress!!"

With a wave of his hand, a giant palm formed of Vast Righteous Qi suddenly pressed down from the sky, heading straight for the Black Figure.

"This is... this is Vast Righteous Qi, you actually cultivated Vast Righteous Qi!"

The Black Figure's tone was filled with shock, clearly deeply wary of this palm strike unleashed by Xuan Tianchen in his dying counterattack.

"Consider yourselves lucky today!"

After uttering these words, the Black Figure's form flickered, and it instantly fled.