Battlefield Shift, Dividing the Spoils

Blood Burning's expression changed as he fell into a momentary hesitation. Then Shu beside him suddenly moved.

The white crystal core in Shu's chest abruptly burst with dazzling silver light. Countless tiny, indistinguishable Space Runes and coordinate Dao patterns flowed within that light, completing precise ultra-long-distance targeting and passage construction in an instant.

Buzz!!!

A vast, profound, terrifying aura carrying endless mysteries of the demonic path suddenly tore out from the void beside Shu without warning.

Space parted to either side like a curtain of water. A middle-aged Daoist in plain robes stepped out, his hair gathered in a high topknot, his face lean and refined, yet his eyes seemed to contain the cycles of cosmic birth, destruction, and rebirth.

There was no oppressive aura around him, yet where he stood, even the surrounding demonic qi seemed to freeze and retreat for an instant.

The newcomer was none other than Venerable Xuan Ji.

Through the special teleportation coordinates within Shu's body, he had descended here in person directly from the Holy Radiance Hall headquarters, where he had been confronting the Pope of Light.

"Xuan Ji?!" Blood Burning Yin God cried out in shock, his heart instantly filled with astonishment. He had never expected this old friend to arrive here so swiftly, in such a manner.

Venerable Xuan Ji merely gave Blood Burning a slight nod. As their gazes met, everything was understood without words.

Then his eyes fell upon Mo Yan, whose expression had turned completely grim not far away.

"Outsider, you have crossed the line." Venerable Xuan Ji's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an air of dominance.

Mo Yan's pupils contracted as he stared at Venerable Xuan Ji. "A Great Heavenly God? No... his aura is strange, somewhere between a Great Heavenly God and a God