A Thoroughly Prepared Subjugation

As the thought stirred, "Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages" suddenly rose high!

It's not simply about getting bigger.

As its outline continued to rise, its body surface began to evolve on its own—collapsed stars, extinguished eras, depleted Spiritual Qi... All calamities were drawn from the depths of space and time, transforming into surging veins on its surface.

At this moment, this body, weathered by Myriad Tribulations, is rising from the ground and into the sky, transforming into an epochal tombstone that punishes all living beings!

Qin Hongchen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Immediately afterwards.

"I Borrowing Law —great!"

The other half of the Wheel of Fate opened in response.

"Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages" grew even larger!

The battle here can be seen clearly even from a hundred miles away.

The Myriad Tribulations unfolded, with calamities intertwining and colliding.

The protective array of Cloudrest City groaned under the strain, and the mere emanating pressure caused countless cultivators to tremble in their Divine Soul, almost to the point of kneeling down.

In the distance, in the neighboring town.

Qin Xuanji, who was watching this scene from afar, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He originally thought that his Ninth Brother's refusal to help was simply because he had some hidden trump card.

Who would have thought that what I see today would be such an absurd and terrifying sight?

One copies others, and then copies oneself.

One borrows the methods of others, and borrows the methods of the future.

Five powerful Heaven and Earth Law opened the way right from the start—a feat only these two could accomplish in the entire Three Thousand Provinces.

Then came the clash of Giant Sword.

This has gone beyond the scope of a "battle of wits".

It turned into... a clash between monsters.

Qin Xuanji's gaze swept back and forth between the two monsters in the distance.

"Although Sixth Brother's aura fluctuated violently due to the outburst just now, and his Dharma Manifestation weakened, his foundation was not damaged. His fighting spirit and madness were even stronger, so his condition is still acceptable."

But when he looked at Qin Wangchuan, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Ninth Brother's condition has clearly deteriorated significantly.

His breathing became heavy and deep, each inhale causing his body to become unsteady.

Several bloody streaks appeared out of thin air all over his body, as if invisible blades were continuously cutting into his body.

Although he was evenly matched with his sixth brother in their magical duel, the inexplicable appearance of these wounds was rapidly wearing him down.

"Ninth Brother... will lose."

This judgment was made almost instantly in Qin Xuanji's mind.

A tall, imposing figure appeared silently beside him.

Qin Xuanji didn't turn around, but a habitual smile appeared on her lips as she softly said:

"Eldest Brother."

The visitor was none other than Qin Wudao.

He didn't look at Qin Xuanji; his calm, deep eyes were fixed on the battlefield a hundred miles away, where the aura of calamity was churning. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Why did you call me here?"

"And, are sixth and Ninth Brother fighting?"

Qin Xuanji remained seated on the bluestone and nodded.

Qin Wudao's gaze finally turned to him, his eyes filled with deep doubt. "Since that woman's return, Sixth Brother has become more open-minded. Even if he had a minor disagreement with Ninth Brother, it shouldn't have escalated to this point."

"What happened?"

Qin Xuanji met her Eldest Brother's gaze, the smile fading from her face, and calmly uttered the answer:

"Because Ninth Brother killed Fang Yun."

The air suddenly became still.

It was as if even the distant roar was briefly cut off by that short sentence.

Qin Wudao's calm expression froze for a moment, his chest heaved almost imperceptibly, and a complex emotion flickered in the depths of his usually placid eyes.

He didn't ask any more questions or raise any doubts; he simply turned around and began to walk towards the battlefield.

However, Qin Xuanji swayed and blocked his way.

"Eldest Brother," Qin Xuanji's smile vanished completely, but his tone remained calm, "Where are you going?"

This is a rhetorical question.

Qin Wudao stopped and looked at him, his surface still calm, but beneath that calm, a storm was brewing. "Go and ask what exactly happened."

"I have a better suggestion."

Qin Xuanji did not look away, her gaze remaining steady on Qin Wudao's face, her voice devoid of any emotion, "Let's wait here together."

"How about we ask them what's going on after this is all over?"

After these words were spoken, a brief, deathly Deathly Stillness fell between the two.

A few breaths later, Qin Wudao's deep voice finally rang out:

"Are you going to stop me?"

Qin Xuanji did not answer, but softened his voice and said to himself, "Eldest Brother... Ninth Brother's actions may seem reckless, but they are not without method."

"That woman had been problematic for a while; killing her might not be a bad thing."

"Waiting here is the best option for us."

"Just like you were before?" Qin Wudao's voice carried a sharp sneer. "Hiding in the shadows, watching coldly, while I'm the only one who stands up?"

Faced with this sarcastic remark that pointed directly to the past, Qin Xuanji did not refute it, but simply met it head-on:

"Yes... we were wrong back then. We shouldn't have just stood by and watched the tragedy happen."

His voice was steady, but deep in his eyes, something seemed to have been pierced by those words, revealing a rare hint of shame.

"But it is precisely because we missed out, and precisely because we want to make amends—"

Qin Xuanji raised his eyes.

Those eyes, which always wore a mask-like smile and seemed to have everything planned out, now had all pretense stripped away, leaving only an almost stubborn seriousness and earnestness:

"Believe me, Eldest Brother, this time, waiting is the best choice."

Qin Wudao laughed, but his laughter was full of distrust.

"You want me to believe someone who... has always been False Body?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuanji was not angry. Instead, he replied earnestly, "If I were to reveal my true form now, would you change your mind and chat with me here for a while, Eldest Brother?"

Qin Wudao remained silent for a moment before giving a resolute answer:

"... cannot."

"It just doesn't make sense."

Qin Xuanji's smile vanished instantly, his eyes no longer showing any hint of jest, replaced by an almost absolute calmness and decisiveness.

He stopped trying to persuade him and simply raised his hand.

"The Heaven and Earth Law? All Things Are Impermanent Incarnation."

Boom--!

A towering Dharma Manifestation, hundreds of feet tall, with a swirling, water-like halo flowing around it, suddenly rose up from behind him!

The face of the Dharma Manifestation was blurry and seemed to be changing constantly, sometimes showing compassion, sometimes indifference, and sometimes anger.

Qin Xuanji focused his gaze on the Dharma Manifestation's brow, his eyes like the gaze of the Heavenly Dao, locking onto Qin Wudao below.

"Eldest Brother."

His voice no longer belonged to an individual, but rather carried a multitude of noises, transforming into a vast and indifferent echo of heaven and earth.

"All things are impermanent."

This road is blocked.

His response was another undeniable declaration—

"The Heaven and Earth Law? Calamity and Fortune Upon Me..."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Behind Qin Wudao, the space behind him suddenly collapsed!

The terrifying Dharma Manifestation, with its blurred face and countless dark purple World Destroying Tribulation Lightning coiling around it, began to solidify and manifest from nothingness.

However, at the very moment the Dharma Manifestation manifested—

Qin Wudao seemed to sense something, and suddenly froze, then abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing towards the path to the side.

Almost simultaneously.

From the depths of the path, a young girl dressed in a simple white Immortal Dress, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall, slowly walked out.

She carried a long sword wrapped in cloth in her arms, her steps unhurried, as if strolling leisurely, yet in just a few steps she walked from the edge of the forest to a distance that could influence the course of the battle.

Then, he slowly untied the cloth wrapped around the sword.

As the Seal Talisman silently slid off, finally revealing a section of the sword.

The frost was clear and bright, and the chill was penetrating to the bone.

The exposed parts alone caused the surrounding air temperature to drop sharply, and the grass and trees were instantly covered with a thin layer of white frost.

Innate Emperor Sword: Frost Heaven.

"Clang--!"

The sword's cry was clear and melodious, like ice cracking, freezing all other sounds in an instant.

Frost Heaven, drawn from its sheath.

As a Sword Light flashed, the phrase "Calamity and Fortune Upon Me" dissipated before it could fully descend.

Qin Qingzheng, the Miefa Sword.

Its sword can cut through all laws.

Nature also includes the Heaven and Earth Law.

Qin Wudao's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could react, a mighty sound of wind breaking through the air pressed down from above like a mountain collapsing!