Xue'er doesn't ask her husband to do anything... she only asks her husband to be able to survive

With a slight exertion of force from his Blood God Child, Yao Xixue let out a painful groan, her face turning deathly pale.

"Coming for you?"

Blood God Child sneered, his eyes filled with cruelty and smugness. "Luo Chuan, aren't you exceptionally talented? Aren't you Nine-Colored Ultimate Realm and Six-Star Ancient God? Today, I'll show you that no matter how strong your cultivation, you can't protect the people you care about!"

"Kneel down! Cripple your own arm, and I'll spare her this time. Otherwise, I'll shatter her soul right now and make her disappear from this world!"

Luo Chuan's body trembled, the veins on his sword-wielding hand bulged, his knuckles turned white, and the divine light of the Nine-Colored Ultimate Realm surged wildly around him. The Ancient God Power almost burst his physical body, but he dared not move.

He could ignore countless killing intents and withstand the siege of half a star field, but he dared not gamble with Yao Xixue's life.

Below, Yao Xinghai lay in a pool of blood, looking at his kidnapped daughter and then at Luo Chuan, who was trapped in a dilemma, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Regret, pain, and despair intertwined, yet he lacked even the courage to utter a sound.

Yao Xixue struggled to lift her head, tears blurring her vision. She shook her head at Luo Chuan, her voice weak but firm. "Husband... don't worry about me... go quickly..."

"Xue'er doesn't ask her husband to do anything... she only asks that her husband survive. There's a formation set up here by the Blood God Child; he wants to take the entire Fallen Immortal Valley down with you!"

"Xue'er!"

Luo Chuan felt as if his heart was being ripped apart. He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that almost materialized, but he slowly loosened his grip on the Luo God Sword, squeezing out each word through gritted teeth:

"Okay... I'll kneel."

"But if you dare to harm a single hair on her head, I swear I will wipe out your entire Blood God Star, from top to bottom, leaving not a single one alive, and reducing you to ashes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Chuan's knees bent slightly, and he was actually going to bow his head to the Blood God Child in this Fallen Immortal Valley!

Seeing this, the Blood God Child's grin grew even more frenzied, his heart filled with the thrill of complete control. "Hahaha, Luo Chuan, you've finally met your match! Kneel here and die!"

Just as Luo Chuan was about to kneel down, Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai instantly appeared behind Blood God Child, a long spear materializing in his hand. Without any hesitation, he shot it towards Blood God Child's location.

As a father, he could grovel before the Blood God Child, endure all kinds of humiliation, and bury his hatred and fear deep in his heart.

But he could not bear to watch his daughter's soul perish, nor could he bear to see Luo Chuan, who was involved because of his daughter, kneel down and die in order to save Xue'er.

For so many years, he has been barely surviving under the command of the Blood God Child, making concessions step by step for the sake of the survival of his lineage, and has long since become the kind of person he despises most.

But at this moment, his daughter's cries, Luo Chuan's concessions, and the Blood God Child's cruelty were like the sharpest blades, piercing through his last line of psychological defense.

He was no longer the cowardly Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai; he was simply a father who wanted to protect his daughter.

Yao Xinghai's remaining cultivation surged wildly, and the spiritual power of the mid-stage Jingnie Realm roared and surged within his body. Although he was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of the Blood God Child, he still did not back down in the slightest.

He suddenly raised his hand, and blood-red light condensed around him, instantly forming a blood-red spear forged from his own blood essence and spiritual power.

The spearhead gleamed with a chilling light, carrying a desperate resolve, and shot towards the Blood God Child's back!

Its speed was so great that it almost tore apart the stagnant air within the Fallen Immortal Valley!

"Um?"

Blood God Child raised an eyebrow slightly, without even turning around, easily sensing the sneak attack from behind with just his divine sense.

He slowly turned his head to look at Yao Xinghai, who was attacking with all his might. A contemptuous and disdainful smile appeared on his lips. His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he were looking at an overconfident ant.

"A mere mid-stage Jingnie Realm cultivator dares to be so insolent before me?"

A seemingly casual remark, yet carrying an overwhelming arrogance, echoed through the valley.

The moment the words fell, Blood God Child didn't even loosen his grip on Yao Xixue's neck; he simply freed one hand and casually reached back to grab her.

The blood-red spear, which contained all of Yao Xinghai's vitality and hope, disintegrated and vanished the moment it touched the Blood God Child's fingertips, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, without even causing a ripple.

Before Yao Xinghai could react, the Blood God Child's figure appeared before him like a ghost, his large hand like an iron clamp, accurately gripping Yao Xinghai's neck!

"Click--"

The cracking sound of bones dislocating was extremely piercing.

Yao Xinghai was lifted into the air, his feet off the ground. His already severely injured body convulsed violently, and sweet-smelling blood kept gushing from his mouth, staining the Blood God Child's black robe red.

His cheeks quickly turned purplish-blue, his eyes widened, and his aura visibly weakened. Despite his mid-stage Jingnie Realm cultivation, he was utterly powerless against the Blood God Child.

"Father!"

Seeing this, Yao Xixue, whose neck was being tightly gripped, instantly broke down, and her heart-wrenching screams pierced her throat.

Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string, and the handprint on her face looked even more grotesque due to her emotional state.

Yao Xixue struggled desperately, her wrists, bound to the stone pillar, were chafed raw, but the chains binding her remained unmoved. She could only watch helplessly as her father was held in the hands of the Blood God Child, his life hanging by a thread.

Upon seeing this, Luo Chuan's eyes instantly turned blood red, and the Nine-Colored Divine Light around him surged to its limit. The terrifying pressure of Six-Star Ancient God erupted, causing the entire land of the Fallen Immortal Valley to tremble violently, and rubble fell from the cliff face.

Luo Chuan gripped the Luo God Sword tightly, about to rush forward, but the Blood God Child's voice pierced his ears like ice.

"Luo Chuan, if you dare to take a single step, I will immediately snap his neck and then shatter your woman's soul. At that point, you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated!"

Blood God Child's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable ruthlessness. He tightened his grip on Yao Xinghai's neck slightly, causing Yao Xinghai's body to convulse even more violently, gushing more blood from his mouth, and his breath to become extremely weak.

Luo Chuan's steps faltered, his hand gripping the sword bulged with veins, his knuckles turned white, and the anger and pain in his heart almost tore him apart.

The power of the Nine-Colored Ultimate Realm surged wildly within his body, but he forcefully suppressed it, daring not to make the slightest rash move.

Yao Xinghai was being choked by the Blood God Child, his consciousness was beginning to blur, and his life was rapidly slipping away from his body.

Yao Xinghai struggled to move his eyes, his gaze passing over the Blood God Child and landing on Luo Chuan not far away.

He looked at his daughter Yao Xixue, who was weeping bitterly, his eyes filled with guilt and reluctance, as well as a final, resolute determination to fight to the death.