126: Your meager Nirvana techniques cannot escape the eyes of this Emperor's Chaos Divine Eye.

As the battle took a sharp turn for the worse.

Although Ling Kongzi and Sect Master Shen fought with all their might, even managing at one point to beat several of Xuan Tianchen's Clones until flesh flew and their divine light dissipated.

Several Clones were even blasted into nothingness by their joint efforts, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

However, Xuan Tianchen's main body remained standing in the Void Realm, his gaze as indifferent as ice.

Every time a Clone was destroyed, the Chaos Qi surrounding him would flow, and new runes would condense in the Void Realm, instantly giving birth to an intact Clone to fill the vacancy.

The massive Saint power within his body seemed endless, supporting this high-intensity war of attrition without the slightest sign of depletion.

This scene, which defied all reason, made the chill in Ling Kongzi's heart grow even deeper.

"This child's Cultivation Technique is bizarre; his Clones seem to be undying and imperishable! Prolonged battle is disadvantageous to the two of us!"

Ling Kongzi drove the quasi-emperor weapon in his hand, the "spring and autumn brush," to slash out ten thousand zhang of Grand Righteous Qi, forcing back a Clone that was attacking, while transmitting his voice to Sect Master Shen, his tone carrying undisguised anxiety.

Sect Master Shen did not respond; her current state was extremely dire, and the ultimate sublimation brought about by burning her Divine Soul was rapidly fading.

The cultivation base she had forcibly raised to the Eighth Layer Quasi-Emperor was also irreversibly slipping away, falling back into the Supreme realm in the blink of an eye.

Her face was as pale as paper, and the golden Quasi-Emperor blood constantly overflowing from the corners of her mouth stained the lapels of her chest, her aura withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Now is the time, kill her!"

Several of Xuan Tianchen's Clones keenly captured the cliff-like drop in Sect Master Shen's aura.

The blood-red light in their eyes flared brightly, and with tacit coordination, several lethal moves containing the Law of Destruction bombarded Sect Master Shen from different directions simultaneously!

"Sect Master Shen, watch out!"

Ling Kongzi's eyes were splitting with rage as he wanted to rescue her, but he was held fast by the other three Clones.

The barrier of Grand Righteous Qi wielded by the spring and autumn brush was violently shaken by the berserk attacks, and he could barely protect himself.

"Boom—!"

Having lost the support of sufficient power, Sect Master Shen was simply unable to withstand several attacks comparable to those of a Quasi-Emperor simultaneously.

Her protective divine light shattered like paper, and several attacks landed solidly on her body.

The piercing sound of shattering bones resounded in all directions, and Sect Master Shen's Quasi-Emperor body was instantly covered in cracks.

As she spat out a large mouthful of vital blood mixed with fragments of her internal organs, the luster in her eyes rapidly dimmed.

"Yanran... Master... has done her best..."

She turned her head with difficulty, looking at the broken body of Murong Yanran, who was being guarded by the Clones, her eyes filled with unwillingness and attachment, which ultimately turned into utter dead silence.

One of Xuan Tianchen's Clones stepped forward with a sinister grin, and a giant palm containing the Law of Chaos slammed down.

"Pfft!"

Blood light erupted; the generation-defining Sect Master of the Jueqing Immortal Sect, the Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer powerhouse Sect Master Shen, had her Quasi-Emperor body and remaining Divine Soul completely crushed by this palm, turning into a sky full of light rain, her Divine Soul extinguished!

"Sect Master Shen!"

Ling Kongzi let out a sorrowful roar, a sense of desolation at the sight of a peer's demise surging in his heart.

With Sect Master Shen dead, he was unable to hold his ground alone, and the pressure increased sharply.

Sure enough, all of Xuan Tianchen's Clones, along with the cold gaze of his main body, instantly focused entirely on him.

The onslaught came like a storm; having lost the coordination of Sect Master Shen, Ling Kongzi was immediately in dire straits.

Although he held the spring and autumn brush and recited Saint chapters, drawing upon the righteous Qi of heaven and earth to protect his body.

But under the relentless, cost-nothing attacks of Xuan Tianchen's Clones, his Domain of Grand Righteous Qi was constantly being compressed and torn apart.

"Clang!"

A blood-colored halberd light cut through the sky, seizing a tiny gap in his defense, and struck suddenly!

Ling Kongzi hastily parried with the spring and autumn brush.

"Crack!"

Although the spring and autumn brush was a quasi-emperor weapon, it ultimately fell short when clashing head-on with the true Imperial Weapon, the Zhutian Battle Halberd.

The brush let out a mournful cry, and a bizarre and overbearing Law energy traveled along the halberd light, instantly eroding his right arm.

"Argh—!"

Ling Kongzi let out a painful grunt as his entire right arm was severed at the shoulder.

Black Evil Qi swirled at the wound, preventing the flesh from regenerating, and the heart-piercing pain rushed straight to his Divine Soul, causing his movements to falter.

Just at the moment when Ling Kongzi was severely wounded and Xuan Tianchen's attention was drawn to him.

The Clone of Sect Master Shen, which had been silently guarding Murong Yanran's broken body, flashed a look of determination in its eyes.

She knew deeply that today's defeat was certain; after all, even the main body had fallen, and this Clone of hers was clearly unable to turn things around.

But at the very least, she had to protect her beloved disciple's final remains, not letting her be humiliated after death, or even leaving her without a corpse.

Taking advantage of the gap while Xuan Tianchen's main body was controlling the halberd to suppress Ling Kongzi, and the several Clones were also closing in.

The Clone of Sect Master Shen violently burned all the energy of this Clone, picking up Murong Yanran's broken body.

Then it transformed into a tiny, almost imperceptible stream of light, tore open a tiny spatial crack, and attempted to escape!

"Hmph, a mayfly trying to shake a tree! This Imperial Son has long been guarding against this move of yours!"

The cold voice sounded like a freezing wind from the Nine Netherworlds, suddenly ringing out!

Xuan Tianchen's main body, which had not yet exerted its full strength, curled the corners of its mouth into a mocking arc.

He didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand backhandedly, and the Zhutian Battle Halberd that had been hovering by his side let out an excited hum, turning into a blood-colored lightning bolt that tore through the firmament, arriving before the target despite starting later!

"Pfft—!"

Extremely precise! How could the might of an Imperial Weapon be resisted by a Clone whose energy was about to be exhausted?

The blood-colored halberd pierced directly through the Void Realm, accurately skewering the core of that tiny stream of light, heading straight for the head of Sect Master Shen's Clone!

Without any suspense, the Clone's head was instantly blasted apart, and along with the last wisp of Divine Thought contained within, it was completely annihilated by the Evil Qi of the Imperial Weapon.

That energy body also dissipated along with it, revealing the broken body of Murong Yanran that had been protected within.

Xuan Tianchen took a step, crossing space, stretched out his large hand, and directly grasped Murong Yanran's lifeless, snow-white neck, lifting her up like a marionette.

"Come out, stop pretending, This Imperial Son knows you are not yet completely dead!"

Chaos runes flowed in Xuan Tianchen's eyes, as if he could see through all delusions.

"That little Nirvana Cultivation Technique of yours might fool others, but it cannot fool This Imperial Son's Chaos Divine Eye!"

Having said that, the Chaos Divine Fire in his palm erupted, causing the surrounding space to distort, and he was about to completely refine the broken body in his hand!

"Chirp—!"

At the critical moment, an indescribably blinding divine light suddenly soared into the sky from within Murong Yanran's seemingly dead body!

The divine light was brilliant, containing endless life and Reincarnation aura, suddenly transforming in the air into a magnificent Phoenix phantom with a wingspan that covered the sky!

This Phoenix's entire body seemed to be forged from divine gold, its feathers flowing with flames like red clouds, and its eyes were like two miniature scorching suns, spanning across the Void Realm.

It emitted a vast and ancient pressure; it was none other than the Undying Phoenix!

"I did not expect that even after I, this Empress, used the Phoenix Nirvana Cultivation Technique, exhausting my Origin to conceal the heavenly secrets and create the appearance of a fake death, I still could not escape your perception... Xuan Clan Imperial Son, what kind of monster are you?!"

The Heartless Empress, or rather, her remnant soul and Origin.

Had already merged with the Undying Phoenix Bloodline hidden within her body at the final moment, attempting to deceive the heavens and cross the sea, in order to seek a Rebirth from the ashes another day.