" Vice Dean Liu, I didn't expect you to become even more beautiful after you condensed your physical body. And why are your ears pointed?" Qin Zixuan looked at Liu Mengli with a look of amazement in her eyes, because Liu Mengli was so beautiful at this moment that the beautiful scenery around her paled in comparison.
"My Spirit Race is naturally good-looking." Liu Mengli smiled, touched her ear, and said, "This should be the difference between our Spirit Race and your Human Race; it's easy to tell the difference."
"I never expected you to break the seal and even dare to form a physical body." Suddenly, an extremely cold voice rang out, icy and devoid of any warmth.
Upon hearing this voice, Liu Mengli's pupils dilated, and she abruptly looked up. She saw that the space there had shattered like glass, and then a man slowly emerged from the cracks.
He stepped out of the spatial rift, stood in the sky, his long blue hair flowing down, shimmering with light, and coldly gazed at Liu Mengli below, his terrifying aura sweeping in all directions.
And this person was none other than Qingxuan, sent by the High Priest to kill Liu Mengli!
"I never imagined that even you would become the High Priest's lackey." Liu Mengli looked at Qingxuan, her heart heavy.
Qingxuan is a Mid-stage Immortal Emperor with terrifying strength and unstoppable power. He holds a noble status among the Spirit Race and was once a prodigy in his youth, stirring up boundless storms and being extremely domineering.
Even so, Liu Mengli was even more terrifying than him back then. In front of her, Qingxuan wouldn't dare to utter a single word. Liu Mengli vaguely remembered that when they were young, Qingxuan had always been her little follower. If she said east, Qingxuan would never dare to go west.
But now, this little follower is trying to kill her. It seems that too many things have happened to the Spirit Race while she was away.
The blue light shone brightly, Qingxuan stood within it, like a divine sea, stirring up wave after wave of monstrous waves, causing the entire world to tremble and rumble incessantly.
"You shouldn't have condensed a physical body." Qingxuan's tone was calm, without anger or rage, yet it possessed an inexplicable air of authority.
"Why didn't that old High Priest come in person?" Liu Mengli pulled herself out of her thoughts, looked at Qingxuan, and a layer of frost gradually appeared on her face. She was very disappointed. If it had been the High Priest instead of Qingxuan, then she could have dealt with him directly today.
"Killing you is enough for me alone!" Qingxuan said calmly.
"Heh." Liu Mengli couldn't help but let out a cold laugh upon hearing this. "You? Have you forgotten that back when I was in the Spirit Race, you didn't dare utter a single fart in front of me?"
"Today is different from the past," Qingxuan said grimly, his aura surging and fluctuating like the sea, causing the surrounding space to tremble. Clearly, Liu Mengli's words had reminded him of some unpleasant things.
"Hmph, even if my cultivation hasn't recovered and I'm only at the Early-stage Immortal Emperor, I can still suppress you!" Liu Mengli sneered, took a step forward, and her figure disappeared. She slashed down with her sword, and the sword's cry suddenly rang out. The Sword Intent was like a sea, engulfing what lay ahead. The heavens and earth trembled and boiled.
Qingxuan stood tall and straight, his expression cold yet exuding innate confidence. Facing this terrifying sword strike, he opened his right palm, and a flash of dark light appeared, revealing an ancient and majestic bow that materialized in his palm. The bow was covered with mysterious runes, faintly radiating a profound and ancient aura.
Qingxuan's muscles tensed, veins bulging clearly, as he abruptly drew back the bowstring. In an instant, the heavens and earth shifted, and winds and clouds surged. The surrounding immortal Immortal Qi converged wildly from all directions, swirling and coiling around the bowstring, its light dazzling and captivating.
In an instant, the Immortal Qi condensed into an arrow radiating a chilling light. The arrowhead gleamed with a terrifying sharpness, and runes flowed around it, seemingly containing the power to pierce through heaven and earth.
Qingxuan's eyes were sharp as an eagle's as he locked onto the sword. With a low shout, he released his right hand, and the arrow, formed from the immortal energy of heaven and Immortal Qi, instantly left the bowstring. Like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, it tore through space and time with boundless power and momentum, hurtling towards its target.
Bang!
The two collided violently, sparking blinding sparks and creating a deafening noise.
Qingxuan's lips curled into a smile, and instantly, the arrow trembled violently, its blue light intensifying, unleashing an even more terrifying power. Liu Mengli's expression hardened, and she exerted force with her right hand, deflecting the arrow. Then, she retreated rapidly, creating distance between herself and the arrow.
But then, three more whooshing sounds rang out in the arena. Liu Mengli looked up and saw three arrows tearing through space and time, turning everything in their path to dust—it was terrifying.
Liu Mengli's expression hardened. She sheathed her longsword, took a deep breath, lightly touched the ground with her jade feet, and stood gracefully. She raised her delicate hand elegantly, her slender fingers slightly bent, assuming an archery posture, and closed her eyes tightly.
At this moment, it seemed as if everything in the world was irrelevant to her. The surrounding Immortal Qi surged in, flashing with golden light, and condensed into a bow and arrow, with a majestic aura and a terrifying presence.
The bowstring was taut, like a full moon. Suddenly, Liu Mengli opened her eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. Her slender fingers released the bowstring, and an arrow shot out. Immediately afterward, she fired two more arrows in quick succession, their power overwhelming and capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
Bang bang bang!
Three sharp arrows, swift as thunder, tore through everything. Almost simultaneously, three arrows from the opposite side, also carrying a terrifying momentum, came rushing in. Finally, the six arrows collided in mid-air with a deafening roar, shaking the heavens and the earth, and sweeping across the land.
Liu Mengli took a step forward with her jade feet, her three thousand strands of hair dancing in the wind, radiating light. The long sword reappeared in her hand, transforming into a stream of light, and attacked Qingxuan. Thousands of Sword Intent surged and raged, traversing heaven and earth.
Qingxuan remained expressionless, drew back his bowstring, and unleashed four arrows simultaneously, swirling with blazing clouds and piercing the sky. Liu Mengli flew with incredible speed, easily dodging the first three arrows, but she couldn't dodge the fourth one in time. Left with no choice, she drew her sword to block it.
However, several more arrows appeared from the horizon. This time, there were nine arrows in total, and each one contained terrifying power. Liu Mengli's heart sank, and she had no choice but to abandon the idea of close combat with Qingxuan and weave between the nine arrows.
"Hmph!" Qingxuan snorted coldly, soared into the sky, looked down at Liu Mengli below, spread his right hand, drew back the bowstring, his eyes filled with killing intent, and at the same time shot out ten immortal arrows, which shimmered with divine light and hummed.
Along the way, the ten arrows were drawn together by an invisible force. As the distance closed, the arrows not only did not decrease, but became even faster, and they began to rotate and entwine with each other, with wisps of air swirling around the arrow shafts.
In an instant, the ten arrows came together tightly, flashing with light, and merged into one, unleashing a powerful and terrifying force. Runes appeared on the arrow shafts, and the powerful energy fluctuations Human Heart.