The Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces, the Silver Carp, and the Three-Colored Profound Ice Fire

Tian Xiaojian smiled without speaking. How could he be compared to an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivator? Over these years, through countless hardships, he had not only mastered the Profound Demon Great Art until he knew it inside and out, but had also learned many secret arts from his current master. Although the Grand Elder of Separation Medicine Palace had taken many disciples, he was the one who pleased his master the most. His other senior brothers and sisters had never truly inherited the mantle.

Of course, he had no interest in explaining all this to the woman before him one by one. The smile still hung at the corner of his mouth, but an icy killing intent was already seeping from his body.

"Senior Sister, you can slowly think about these things after your soul scatters and your spirit flies apart."

Before his words had even fallen, he sent out another incantation gesture. The Nether Heart-Shattering Sword flashed, and layer upon layer of ghostly shadows appeared in midair.

This treasure had been refined from Nether Cold Iron. In preciousness, it was in no way inferior to the Beast Soul Banner, and after nearly a hundred years of Tian Xiaojian's nurturing and refinement, its power was even more extraordinary.

Those ghostly shadows flickered, then surged over like an angry tide of the sea.

The woman was greatly afraid, but it was already too late to dodge. She could only grit her teeth, remove the silk ribbon from her waist, and pour magic power into it.

A giant python more than ten zhang long appeared before her eyes.

An Artifact Spirit treasure!

After all, this woman was also a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator. Over several hundred years, she had naturally collected many treasures. Sealed within this Colored Python Ribbon was