Its Name: [One]

As expected, the Soldier Puppet was completed quickly.

After examining it for a moment, he tossed it in front of him.

"Go."

The paper began to slowly curl and fold, reshaping itself in the light.

After a moment, the light gradually faded.

A Soldier Puppet, resembling Divine General, stood silently before Qin Wangchuan.

It stands over fifteen feet tall, majestic as a mountain.

Its entire body exudes a restrained yet suffocating dark gold color, with deep, blood-red paths flowing across its surface. These are not colors, but rather the substance formed from power and oppressive force.

No words are needed.

Having been infused with the Essence Blood of Supreme Immortal Body, its very existence is the ultimate interpretation of the word "powerful."

"Since it is a unique existence, continuing to use the name 'Soldier Puppet' seems inappropriate." Qin Wangchuan pondered for a moment while looking at this unprecedented creation, and then had an idea.

"From now on..."

Your name will be --

"[One]."

The simplest word represents the beginning, the uniqueness, and the expectations he placed on this Divine General.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sudden change occurred in the center of the Cloud Platform!

A beam of light, seemingly condensed from the essence of the moonlight of the nine heavens, shot up from Li Qingluan's body and pierced the dome of the Secret Realm!

As the beam of light reached, the hidden mirrors at the edge of the Cloud Platform, used to refract starlight, seemed unable to withstand the overwhelming and pure power, and began to shatter with crisp cracking sounds, disintegrating piece by piece.

The shattered lens did not fall.

Instead, it transformed into countless shimmering white specks of light, like fireflies summoned, fluttering and merging into the pillar of light, eventually merging into her body.

The light gradually dimmed.

Li Qingluan slowly opened her eyes.

The very next second after I opened my eyes.

As if sensing something, she pointed her fingers like a sword and gently slashed at the edge of the Cloud Platform where no one was around.

There was no earth-shattering display, only a slender Sword Light, as clear and cold as moonlight, flashed silently by.

Click!

One corner of the Cloud Platform's edge was silently and cleanly severed, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut!

The huge severed piece, having lost its support, plummeted straight downwards.

"Boom--!!!"

A few breaths later, a deep, thunderous roar faintly echoed from the far distance, accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground and billowing dust, creating a tremendous spectacle.

This sword strike possessed immense power and was unparalleled in its domineering nature.

Li Qingluan withdrew her fingers, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

The inheritance of Moonlight Heavenly Heart had a far greater effect on improving her state of mind and refining her Sword Intent than expected.

Turning around, I happened to see Qin Wangchuan walking towards me from the edge of the Cloud Platform.

A quick glance was immediately drawn to the imposing, dark gold figure behind him, exuding a completely different aura.

"This is?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Li Qingluan's cool eyes.

The shape, texture, and even the terrifying, restrained pressure emanating from this Soldier Puppet were completely different from the Soldier Puppet Qin Wangchuan had summoned in the past, as she remembered them.

"Soldier Puppet," Qin Wangchuan replied succinctly as he approached her.

"Why is it different from the previous one?" Li Qingluan carefully examined "One," and she could feel the power contained beneath its dark golden shell.

"Because it is special."

You'll find out later.

Qin Wangchuan didn't explain further, but turned to look at her, his gaze lingering for a moment on the faint moonlight swirling around her, before suddenly saying, "It's your temperament that has changed quite a bit."

"How is it different?" Li Qingluan raised her eyes, her cool gaze reflecting his figure.

"Cold and aloof, sacred, and with an added... ethereal quality." Qin Wangchuan thought for a moment and found a metaphor, "Like the moon that could fly into the sky at any moment."

Her demeanor at this moment was indeed quite different from before.

Those already cool eyes, after incorporating the lofty meaning of the Moonlight Heavenly Heart, gained an even greater sense of detachment and holiness, as if reflecting the unchanging moon.

She looked like a fairy descended from the moon palace, ethereal and unapproachable.

Even Qin Wangchuan, who was used to seeing her, had to use the word "aloof" to describe this change.

To outsiders, she was no different from a goddess.

"Could fly at any time?"

Li Qingluan raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised by the description, then seemed to understand something.

She stepped forward, naturally taking Qin Wangchuan's hand, carefully feeling the warmth and real touch of his palm, then looked up at him, "And now?"

"It's too close now."

Qin Wangchuan chuckled and joked, then changed the subject, asking, "How did it feel? I mean, the inheritance."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluan released her hand, raised it again, and gently clenched her fist.

It was as if moonlight flowed beneath his skin, his Divine Soul was clear and lucid, and his control over his Sword Dao and power had reached an unprecedented level of subtlety.

"Better than ever before." A slight smile played on her lips, and a faint yet genuine confidence shone across her cool and aloof face.

Qin Wangchuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the ancient Cloud Platform, which no longer exhibited any special fluctuations. "We have exhausted fortuitous opportunity here. This Secret Realm... there's nothing left for us to linger in."

Let's go.

The two did not linger and descended from the Cloud Platform.

However, just as they steadied themselves, three figures suddenly emerged from the swirling starlight ahead, blocking their path.

The newcomer was slightly taller than average, and his skin was a deep, dark purple.

Most notably, they all have four arms.

They are of Alien Race.

Judging from his aura, he is no ordinary person.

Qin Wangchuan raised an eyebrow, but had not yet spoken.

One of the Alien Race stepped forward, his gaze lingering for a moment on the still-present moonlight emanating from Li Qingluan.

"Just now, the scene here was filled with tremendous power, and the starlight seemed to be swirling back; surely a great treasure fortuitous opportunity has been revealed." He crossed his arms, his posture arrogant. "If you two know what's good for you, you'll obediently hand over the fortuitous opportunity you've obtained."

"Eldest Brother, that young lady next to him... hehe."

A member of the Alien Race beside her stared intently at Li Qingluan, his four eyes scanning her up and down, a greedy, grotesque laugh escaping his throat.

Another, more impatient Alien Race stepped forward.

"Why waste words with him, a mere Human Race...!"

The echo of the word "clan" was still reverberating in the starlight when Sword Light, moving faster than one could perceive, flashed past without warning.

The Alien Race's head flew high into the air, its eyes still holding a mixture of ferocity and bewilderment.

Qin Wangchuan sheathed his sword, reached out, and with fluid movements, caught the falling head by pinching the hair bun.

"Mere Alien Race."

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the head in his hand that was still rolling its eyes in terror, and spoke with great interest:

"However, I must say, the vitality of your Alien Race is indeed tenacious."

"Only the head is left, yet it's still alive."

They were admiring the strange expressions on the faces of this Alien Race.

A fair, jade-like hand reached out and gently patted away his wrist, which was holding the head.

"You don't mind the dirt?" Li Qingluan frowned, took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands, her cold face showing undisguised disgust.

I turned my head to look.

The Alien Race who had been staring at Li Qingluan and calling her "little lady" had vanished from the waist down.

His remaining upper body lay upright on the ground, his four arms severed at the root, turning into a dark purple human stump.

His eyes were wide open, frozen in shock and bewilderment.

In the blink of an eye, only the one who had spoken earlier remained, isolated among the three Alien Race.

The key issue is that I didn't even see what happened!

One of their companions was instantly killed and beheaded, while the other was brutally hacked into a human stump!

"You... Heavens!" He was utterly horrified and instinctively tried to unleash his full power to activate his own Heaven and Earth Law.

However, the word "" at the back has not yet been exported.

A hand was already on his shoulder.

Qin Wangchuan was already close at hand, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were icy cold.

"If I were you," he said, his voice low but clear enough to reach the other's ears, which were stiff with fear, "I wouldn't do that."

As he spoke, he pointed to the human stick on the ground and the head that had rolled to the side and was still twitching slightly.

"Now, take them to heal their wounds." Qin Wangchuan paused, his tone turning cold, "Otherwise... they might really die."