However, no one responded at all.
"Da da da."
The sound of hurried footsteps rang out, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Xian.
This was a burly and robust cultivator, holding a long sword that emitted a dark light, and exuding an extremely arrogant and domineering aura.
"Die!"
Without a single wasted word, and without the slightest pity, the burly swordsman suddenly moved his feet after appearing.
With a loud bang.
The entire corridor shook instantly.
His figure was like a fierce tiger as he pounced directly on Qin Xian.
As Qin Xian watched the burly cultivator charging towards him like a god of war, and felt the powerful aura emanating from him, her heart sank to the bottom.
This person gave her a very dangerous feeling, and his cultivation was much stronger than hers; he was simply no match for her.
Despite this, Qin Xian did not sit idly by and wait for death. Instead, she stomped her feet on the ground and began to retreat rapidly, her body moving like a swallow.
The long blade slashed down, cutting through Qin Xian's chest, and a spurt of blood gushed out, dazzlingly bright.
Fortunately, Qin Xian managed to escape this calamity thanks to her speed.
The burly swordsman missed his target with his strike, and before the blade could even touch the corridor wall, he instantly sheathed his sword.
As he sheathed his sword, he lunged forward again with lightning speed, simultaneously slashing at Qin Xian with a backhand strike.
The violent Spiritual Qi exploded in the void, creating a series of loud bangs.
Qin Xian retreated again and again, her eyes filled with despair.
However, although she was fast, the burly swordsman was not slow either.
The opponent was incredibly strong, with abundant spiritual energy within him. In that instantaneous burst of power, his speed was simply beyond compare.
The blade flashed through the air once more, its dazzling light illuminating the entire corridor.
Qin Xian drew his longsword, gritted his teeth, and with a whoosh, the sword flashed like a shadow, swiftly slashing at the longsword from the side.
With a clang, the longsword blocked the long blade, causing it to deflect slightly. Qin Xian felt a numbness in his hand and instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The long knife shifted its direction and continued to slash down domineeringly. There was another puff sound. Blood spurted from Qin Xian's left arm and his face turned as pale as paper.
Upon seeing this, the burly swordsman's cold face showed a hint of impatience.
As Peak Half-Saint cultivator, his cultivation level was much higher than Qin Xian's, and he had also launched a sneak attack at the beginning.
However, he was somewhat annoyed that he couldn't kill Qin Xian, a female cultivator whose cultivation was weaker than his, in an instant.
A fierce glint appeared in his eyes. The burly swordsman instantly sheathed his longsword, then assumed a stance, let out a roar, and charged at Qin Xian again with both fists.
Since this woman is fast and agile, he needs to get closer to her and engage in close combat.
This way, Qin Xian won't have any room to escape.
However, in close combat, a long sword becomes somewhat cumbersome.
Seeing the burly man charging towards him in a rage, Qin Xian didn't hesitate at all; she turned and fled.
But how could her speed compare to the explosive burst of speed of a burly cultivator?
With a deafening roar, the opponent charged forward and closed in on Qin Xian.
Qin Xian felt a terrifying pressure, like a mountain, sweeping down from behind. The burly cultivator had already swung his fists wide, the wind from his punches carrying a wild and domineering aura, and slammed them down hard.
Qin Xian felt the terrifying attack and despair filled her heart.
She knew she had no more chances.
Unless a miracle occurs, she is certain to die.
Just as Qin Xian closed her eyes and awaited death, suddenly, a miracle truly occurred.
She only felt a flash of white light before her eyes, and suddenly a person appeared beside her, and it was a woman.
"Junior Sister Qing'er, what are you doing here? Run!"
This sudden turn of events left Qin Xian no time to ponder how Yan Qing had appeared there.
She could only instinctively shout urgently.
Yan Qing didn't say anything, but simply pulled Qin Xian over.
At the same time, Ye Xuan appeared in front of the burly cultivator.
He stared coldly at the burly male cultivator, his Spiritual Qi roaring within him in an instant. He clenched his right fist, swung his right arm back, and then unleashed a powerful punch.
With a loud bang.
As their fists collided in mid-air, the burly male cultivator felt a terrifying force strike him, and fear and horror welled up in his eyes.
He only heard a loud cracking sound, and before he even felt any pain, he saw his entire right arm, bones and all, shatter in an instant.
"You dare to touch my people? You think you're so great?"
Ye Xuan's voice was cold as he swiftly charged forward, his fists pounding through the air like raindrops.
One punch, two punches, nearly a hundred punches.
In the blink of an eye, he had already unleashed nearly a hundred punches.
Under these hundreds of punches, the burly male cultivator was forced to retreat step by step, first his left arm, then his chest, and then his entire body, which began to crumble continuously.
When Ye Xuan stopped attacking, this Half-Saint Realm sword cultivator had already been beaten into a pile of minced meat.
"Walk!"
After killing the man, Ye Xuan didn't waste any words. He quickly grabbed Qin Xian and Yan Qing, one on each side, and rushed towards the other fairies of the Sacred Frost Palace.
Qin Xian was shocked to see that Ye Xuan did not follow the corridors, but instead passed directly through the layers of solid walls.
No, it should be said that when Ye Xuan approached the walls, the walls automatically opened a path for him, allowing him to pass through.
Qin Xian was stunned; her mind went completely blank.
She simply couldn't understand what was going on.
In less than half an hour, Ye Xuan had already killed several people with his invincible power and rescued all the fairies of the Sacred Frost Palace.
The fairies looked at Ye Xuan with expressions of gratitude.
If it weren't for Ye Xuan's help, they would have truly perished here.
"Go, leave this place. This is no good place."
After gathering the seven fairies back to his side, Ye Xuan didn't waste any words and immediately spoke.
Qin Xian and the others were somewhat puzzled upon hearing this, but they didn't say anything and simply nodded obediently.
They had already witnessed the dangers of this place; in fact, without Ye Xuan, they would have perished.
Therefore, Ye Xuan was naturally their pillar of support at this time.
If Ye Xuan says he wants to leave, then he can leave; we'll do whatever he says.
However, just as Ye Xuan was about to leave, the entire earth suddenly began to tremble, and the space itself seemed to begin to collapse.
Ye Xuan was somewhat better off. With his Divine Eyes activated, everything before him was an illusion, so he could only see the void trembling, the celestial palace shaking, and the ground shuddering.
But Qin Xian and the others were different. In their eyes, the corridors that were originally like a maze were beginning to crumble inch by inch.
In just a short moment, the entire maze vanished, replaced by a scene resembling a hellish landscape.
The maze was gone, and all around were ruins, except for those celestial palaces standing high up.
All around them were corpses and severed limbs.
Even those surviving cultivators were covered in blood and their auras were unstable, clearly indicating that they had just experienced a fierce battle.
This place truly felt like a hellish realm.
Upon witnessing this scene, even with their cultivation and composure, Qin Xian and the other seven women couldn't help but turn pale, their scalps tingling with unease.
At that moment, the cultivators who were originally in the four directions seemed to be affected by some kind of influence.
They all abruptly turned their gazes, their crimson eyes landing in the same direction.
"Ah--"
Upon seeing this, Yue Rong couldn't help but scream.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"Kill!"
Just then, a shout of "Kill!" rang out.
Without exception, all the cultivators frantically attacked Ye Xuan.
The target of everyone's criticism!