An Angry Woman Was Like a Tyrannosaurus

Xiao Duantian's entire face was distorted by being trampled, and teeth mixed with blood and foam spurted out.

"Spare me! I am Xuanqiong Xiao from Middle Thousand Provinces..."

My Original Intention was to hope that the other party would show leniency after knowing my background, but I didn't expect it.

Ye Jianwei increased the force.

With the blessing of the Spirit Power Furnace, it only took one step.

His cheekbones caved in, his teeth shattered, and he could no longer utter a complete sentence.

"Enter your divine palace? Treasured by your bedside?" Ye Jianwei's cold voice carried suppressed rage, each word like an ice pick, slamming into everyone's eardrums. "You scum, do you even deserve it?"

"Bang!" A foot landed.

Xiao Duantian's nose bridge collapsed, and his skin, flesh, bone fragments, and broken cartilage were all mixed together, making him unrecognizable.

"I'll let you cherish it! I'll let you dream!"

"Bang!" Another kick, and half of Xiao Duantian's face collapsed.

"A mere Middle Thousand Provinces, a mere Xiao family!" she said, her heel grinding heavily against the disfigured face, the bones making a chilling cracking sound under the pressure.

"Who gave you the audacity to dream such a delusional dream!"

Every stomp and curse from the girl caused the hearts of all the survivors present to clench violently.

"Young Master!" Not far away, Tian Lao's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

He could clearly feel his Crown Prince's aura rapidly weakening with each step he took, until it was barely perceptible!

It wasn't that he didn't want to save them, but that he couldn't move!

A Soldier Puppet clad in Mysterious Armor, exuding an aura as Deathly Stillness still as an abyss, had silently appeared beside him.

A hand covered in armor gently pressed against the crown of the head of the Tian Lao.

The bone-chilling cold instantly froze all his Spiritual Power and Divine Soul.

Unable to even muster a single thought, they could only stand frozen in place, watching helplessly as the battle unfolded.

The Tian Lao watched as the Veiled Maiden crushed the hope and future of the Xuanqiong Divine Dynasty!

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan glanced indifferently at Tian Lao.

"Eleventh Realm, Nirvana Realm..." he murmured to himself, immediately understanding the other party's background.

This Lower Realm can only accommodate beings of the Eighth Realm at most; exceeding this limit will trigger the rejection of the Heaven and Earth Law.

The fact that the other side could send an Eleventh Realm expert Great Power Dao Protector truly demonstrates the caution and extraordinary nature of the divine dynasty behind them.

This level of strength is enough to sweep everything aside in this realm, no wonder Xiao Duantian is so unscrupulous.

"What a pity."

Qin Wangchuan's eyes remained calm and expressionless.

This power, enough to drive all living beings in the Lower Realm to despair, was still no match for him.

After all, he is now at the Eleventh Realm.

They seem to be in the same place, but they are worlds apart.

What others could only reach after thousands of years of arduous cultivation, he easily crossed before he even reached adulthood.

This is the insurmountable gap.

Qin Wangchuan withdrew his gaze, which finally landed on Ye Jianwei exuded a chilling aura.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

'So ruthless...'

This is the first time I've ever seen her so angry.

After a sigh, his gaze finally fell on Xiao Duantian was already lifeless.

"High-class enough, strong enough, decisive in killing, knows when to advance and retreat, quite a character."

Qin Wangchuan observed coldly and made an objective judgment in his heart.

When encountering an unknown enemy, they don't go themselves, but let their Dao Protector take action.

He acts ruthlessly and decisively, knows how to use his own advantages, and what is even more rare is that he understands the principle that "villains die from talking too much". When he strikes, he is as powerful as thunder and leaves no room for maneuver.

Given time to grow, this mindset and awareness will surely make him a powerful figure in the future.

"Pity..."

Qin Wangchuan's gaze narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.

"Sometimes being too brave isn't a good thing."

"Especially when you're not standing high enough or seeing far enough."

The Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages are but a game of chess.

Once you enter the game, you become a piece; you can't escape the game itself.

Therefore, Qin Wangchuan did not intend to interfere on this trip, but rather to be the one who wields the chess pieces.

The entire Biluo Holy Land Square fell into a Deathly Stillness.

Only the clear, piercing "crack" of the skull being crushed was heard.

Everyone stared in disbelief as the Veiled Maiden trampled the Crown Prince of Upper Realm to death, as if he were trash.

Too brutal!

That's amazing!

"That... that That Lord... is dead?" A young disciple's teeth chattered, and he could barely finish his sentence.

The elders and the Sect Master felt a sudden chill in their hearts, and their faces turned deathly pale.

"It's over..."

An elder's lips trembled, and he almost lost his balance.

They weren't looking at what was in front of them, but at the monstrous calamity hanging over their heads after this crushing defeat— the Divine Dynasty Crown Prince had died in his own Biluo Holy Land!

Whatever the reason, the Thunderous Wrath the Upper Realm Xuanqiong Divine Dynasty will surely descend.

At that time, the entire Holy Land and even this world will probably be razed to the ground, leaving no one alive!

'But before that...'

The group's gazes turned to the seated Young Master.

Xiao Duantian's arrogant attitude from before was still fresh in everyone's mind, but now he was being trampled on the ground like a dead dog.

The Green Robe Youth, who remained seated calmly in the bamboo chair, decided the fate of two Great Power of Upper Realm with a single word. "Destroy them."

Only then did they get a glimpse of its full picture.

Although she was dressed in Coarse Cloth Linen, it could not conceal her extraordinary charm.

This man was extremely handsome, with an air of Exiled Immortal; in comparison, the Brocade Robe Crown Prince seemed utterly vulgar, like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Ye Jianwei's final kick landed, Xiao Duantian fell completely silent.

She calmly withdrew her foot; her dress remained unstained by blood.

He then turned to Qin Wangchuan and bowed slightly.

"Young Master, it's resolved."

The entire Biluo Holy Land remained Deathly Stillness.

Everyone was overwhelmed by this absolute power and speechless with shock.

Qin Wangchuan nodded.

Ye Jianwei obediently retreated behind him, standing with her hands at her sides, as if the terrifying girl from before was just an illusion.

"Since Upper Realm people, they must possess things like Life Tablet and Soul Lamp." He spoke calmly, as if stating a simple fact. "The people over there should notice soon."

He paused, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of void, looking towards a distant direction.

"However, there's no need to wait for them to come down."

"Soon, someone will come to visit."

A single, understated sentence seemed to toll the death knell for that so-called divine dynasty.

After saying that, he ignored the Deathly Stillness square and the terrified crowd, and slowly walked towards Jiang Yan, who was slumped on the ground due to the activation of the secret technique.

Under the boy's bewildered gaze, Qin Wangchuan squatted down, looked him in the eye, and casually extended a hand.

"Wen Dao Palace, Talisman Cultivator, Qing Wangchuan."

Jiang Yan's mind went blank; his body's instincts beat him to thought. He subconsciously reached out his hand and Borrowing Strength stand up.

Then he suddenly came to his senses, still shaken, and clasped his hands in a hoarse voice, saying:

"Jiang Yan, Outer Disciple the Biluo Holy Land, Body Cultivator."

Qin Wangchuan nodded slightly, looking at the young man before him who possessed extraordinary physique but low cultivation, a faint smile curving his lips, as if casually inviting him to travel together:

"Jiang Yan, would you like to go to Middle Thousand Provinces for a visit?"

If you want to be the player, you need pieces.

With a pair of Heavenly Derivation Divine Pupil, it was clear that Jiang Yan was surrounded by a hazy Golden Qi, and without a doubt, he was Person of Destiny.

It was also that chess piece, capable of sweeping across the heavens.