The Great Battle Looms, First Avoid His Edge

Further ahead, the clouds and mist thickened, and a long White Jade Long Bridge spanned the void. The bridge was covered with intricate runes, and with each step, a lotus-shaped spiritual light bloomed beneath one's feet.

"According to the ancient records of the Shen Clan, this bridge can reflect one's inner demons." Before Shen Xinghe could finish speaking, Li Qingluan had already stepped onto the bridge.

In an instant, the clear lake water beneath their feet surged like blood, and a figure wielding a sword emerged from the Scarlet Water Screen—

It was actually another "her"!

Holding a longsword dripping with thick, sticky blood, his eyes were empty and cold, and he exuded a pure and chilling Killing Intent as he locked onto the real person on the bridge.

"What?!" Li Qingluan's pupils shrank suddenly, her mind reeling. She instinctively staggered backward, her heel striking the cold bridge railing.

This scene... is exactly the same as what I encountered at Heavenly Gate back then!

At that time, she was in the same situation, watching helplessly as another "self" wielded a blood-stained sword, stabbing at her with endless coldness and Killing Intent, almost becoming her Inner Demon Nightmare.

In an instant, a tremendous sense of disorientation gripped her.

'Could it be... that I have never left the Heavenly Gate Illusion Realm? Is everything before my eyes just an illusion?' This thought, like a venomous snake, sent a chill down her spine.

However, just as Li Qingluan was wavering, a steady figure silently stood in front of her.

Qin Wangchuan didn't even turn around, but simply brushed past her shoulder and took half a step forward.

Without needing to say a word, simply sensing his presence, Li Qingluan's suddenly contracted heart quickly calmed down as if it had found its anchor.

The daze and self-doubt that had almost engulfed her receded like a tide.

"It seems someone's state of mind is unstable." Qin Wangchuan turned his head, a faint smile playing on his lips, his tone slightly teasing.

Li Qingluan followed and looked down into the lake.

The lake was calm, reflecting the two figures as usual, and nothing else seemed different.

She gave a soft hum and slightly raised her chin. "Of course, she can't compare to our His Highness Divine Son."

As she spoke, she deliberately dragged out the last syllable, her eyes darting around as she glanced at him sideways, "A heart as firm as a rock, unmoved by the eight winds... I wonder if it's due to Tongtian, or... that you were born from a stone?"

These words carried a clear hint of coquettishness; rather than a rebuttal, they were more of a tacit test to close the distance.

Invisible threads seemed to entwine in the air, creating ripples of ambiguity.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan chuckled softly. Far from being annoyed, he found her current appearance far more amusing than her usual Cold and Aloof Fairy demeanor.

He leaned closer, lowered his voice, his breath almost brushing against her ear. "You have no right to say that, hmm? Fairy Azure Luan?"

"I wonder who it is that always has such a cold face, as if they want to write 'Keep Out' all over their body."

The voice was already pleasant to hear, but now that it was deliberately lowered, it became even more magnetic and alluring.

"Your His Highness Divine Son seems to know quite a bit about me. Could it be that you've been watching me all this time?" Li Qingluan asked, lowering her eyes and suppressing the flutter in her heart.

"No, not at all," Qin Wangchuan replied.

This emboldened Li Qingluan, who turned her eyebrows and asked, "Nothing?"

Qin Wangchuan shook his head, "No."

"Really not?"

"Look, you're in such a hurry again."

It would have been better if she hadn't said it, because these words really made Li Qingluan anxious.

A Qin Clan Divine Son and a Princess of the Li Clan began chasing and playing around.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Shen Xinghe stood aside, watching the two of them.

The fairy's eyes, which had been filled with panic just moments before, now shone with a gentle smile, her eyes sparkling like spring water reflecting pear blossoms.

'The Qin Family Wangchuan is even more powerful and refined than rumored,' Shen Xinghe murmured to himself. Then, a figure surfaced in his mind, 'Wanyu...'

He shook his head violently as soon as the thought crossed his mind.

'No, no, I can't think about it anymore!'

'I have a mission to fulfill, I can't hold her back...'

For the next while, the two strolled slowly along the Immortal Path, enjoying the ever-changing scenery along the way.

She would sometimes pause, gazing at the surging clouds in the distance, her eyes reflecting the shimmering light; he, on the other hand, would stand with his hands behind his back, his gaze always inadvertently falling on her.

A mountain breeze swept by, causing her clothes to flutter and carrying with it a delicate fragrance of orchids.

Walking and stopping here and there, the group gradually disappeared into the depths of the Immortal Path, leaving only a string of shallow footprints, which were soon covered by falling spiritual flowers.

Shen Xinghe followed obediently behind, occasionally glancing into the depths of the Immortal Path, where some kind of firelight seemed to flicker.

'It's a bit slow, but who knows, I might actually make it to the depths!'

Just as Shen Xinghe was filled with excitement, thinking that hope was ahead, a figure he never expected appeared in front of the three of them.

It was Ji Lanzhi.

She walked straight up to Qin Wangchuan, ignoring Shen Xinghe who was standing guard beside her, and held a book in both hands, respectfully raising it above her head.

"Divine Son," her voice was perfectly calm, without a trace of emotion, "This is the record of the <Artificial Sacred Body>, presented by the Ji Clan ..."

Qin Wangchuan glanced down at the Jade Slip that recorded the Ji Clan's madness and ambition, but did not immediately take it. He simply said, "Sooner than I expected."

Ji Lanzhi maintained her posture of presenting the treasure, and said in a low voice, "I dare not neglect the Divine Son's command."

Her greatest gain from this trip was not the unfinished scroll that was destined to be impossible to realize, but the fact that she truly felt Qin Wangchuan's unfathomable will and power!

This is the greatest fortuitous opportunity imaginable.

Qin Wangchuan then reached out, his fingertips touching the Jade Slip, and tucked it into his sleeve as if it were nothing more than an insignificant object. "Go."

He still uses those two words.

Ji Lanzhi felt as if she had been granted a pardon, yet also seemed lost and disappointed. She bowed once more, turned around without looking back, and quickly left towards the Immortal Path Exit.

She wanted to bring the will of this Divine Son back to the Ji Clan.

This little incident didn't cause much of a stir; Li Qingluan merely glanced at it indifferently, showing no interest in the book whatsoever.

Although Shen Xinghe harbors resentment towards the Ji Clan, the Ji Clan now exists in name only, and his heart is entirely focused on the End of Immortal Path.

Qin Wangchuan put away the book, his gaze returning to the depths of the Immortal Path, his tone calm and even. "Continue on."

Judging by the time, it's about time.

Sure enough, shortly after Ji Lanzhi left, the three of them arrived at a relatively open Void Plain—

The world suddenly lost its color!

The once radiant, glowing Immortal Path was violently torn apart by an extremely tyrannical force, like fragile glass!

A pitch-black crack spread out menacingly, and beyond the crack, there was not nothingness, but pairs of scarlet eyes flashing.

"Roar--!"

"Hiss--!"

Accompanied by countless ferocious and terrifying roars, countless figures of various shapes and sizes surged out of the cracks like a flood bursting its banks!

"Outer Realm Alien Race! It's Alien Invasion!!"

In the distance, a cultivator let out a desperate and shrill scream, but the sound was quickly drowned out by the even more terrifying explosions and sounds of fighting.

The attack came indiscriminately!

These Alien Race were clearly well-prepared, highly organized, and killed anyone they saw.

The entire Immortal Path instantly transformed from its previous tranquility into a bloody Purgatory!

Qin Wangchuan had anticipated this, but he did not step forward. Instead, he turned around and spoke to Li Qingluan had already drawn her sword.

"These are just appetizers; even stronger Alien Race will descend later. Let's leave the Immortal Path first."

Li Qingluan: "?"