Lin Xuan, regarded as a prodigy, pursued his enemies relentlessly, and almost no Alien Race could survive his clutches.
These Alien Race weren't stupid. Seeing Lin Xuan's rampage, they knew that once they were caught, death was the only outcome. Therefore, after leaving the battlefield, they immediately split up and fled for their lives.
Seeing the Alien Race fleeing in six different directions, Lin Xuan immediately understood their plan.
However, he didn't care.
Without hesitation, Lin Xuan followed his target relentlessly, step by step, without any delay.
He has only one goal; everything else is secondary.
That is, His Your Highness Nineteen!
Compared to other Alien Race Emperor Realm, this Your Highness Nineteen's status among the Alien Race is likely not simple.
If we could kill him, it would be a devastating blow to the Alien Race race!
When the Your Highness Nineteen turned around, he saw the figure flying straight towards him. His expression immediately changed, and he cursed under his breath for being a persistent ghost. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to try to escape Lin Xuan's pursuit.
However, he was injured after all, and despite using all his skills, he still fell into Lin Xuan's hands after escaping for some time.
The disheveled Your Highness Nineteen gritted his teeth and glared at Lin Xuan, his expression suggesting he wished he could tear him apart.
But even after exhausting all his methods, including his Secret Method of burning blood to escape, he still couldn't shake off Lin Xuan, leaving him even more on the verge of death.
Now, the once high and mighty, arrogant Your Highness Nineteen is like a dead dog, letting out unwilling howls, yet unable to break free from Lin Xuan's grasp, and is captured alive by Lin Xuan.
An angry roar kept escaping from the Your Highness Nineteen's throat, his eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly, about to ask a question, but suddenly his brows furrowed, and he looked up ahead.
In his perception, a large amount of Alien Race aura suddenly appeared ahead. The aura was so strong that it filled Lin Xuan's senses, forcing him to stop interrogating the Your Highness Nineteen and probe forward with his Divine Sense.
On the other side, not far from Lin Xuan, at the Star Silver Tidal Flat.
A large number of Alien Race had gathered here, crowding the silvery-white mudflats. Despite Alien Race large numbers, they were orderly and none of them spoke out of turn. They all remained silent, watching the figure in front of them.
That figure stood before all the Alien Race, with only one horn, yet none of Alien Race dared to look him directly in the eye.
Simply because his horn is the exact same purple-gold color as that of the Your Highness Nineteen!
The only difference is that his aura is far less powerful than that of the Your Highness Nineteen; he is only at the King Realm.
However, although his cultivation level was not the highest among the Alien Race in this area, his status was higher than all the Alien Race; his purple-gold horn was a symbol of royalty.
Even the powerful Emperor Realm among these Alien Race lowered their heads slightly and stood respectfully behind him, not daring to offend him in any way.
Alien Race has a king.
The king had sixty-seven sons.
This purple-gold unicorn Alien Race from the Star Silver Tidal Flat is the king's sixty-third son among the sixty-seven princes.
That is, His Your Highness Sixty-Three.
At this moment, the Your Highness Sixty-Three stood under a giant, silvery-white tree, his eyes tightly closed.
On the tree trunk opposite him was a Human Race female cultivator on the verge of death, her body disheveled and bound to the tree. She was barely clinging to life, unable to even lift her head, and half of her face was covered in blood.
If Human Race cultivators were here, they would surely recognize that this female cultivator with only half her face clean is actually Yan Shan, who ranks eighty-seventh on the Mystic Ranking!
Blood flowed down Yan Shan's pointed chin, across her eyebrows and eyes, soaking into her clothes and drenching half of her body. Her eyes were filled with despair, and she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
As a top genius on the Mystic Ranking, Yan Shan never imagined that she would suffer such a crushing defeat when facing a different Alien Race of equal strength.
She and the Alien Race prodigy before her were both at the King Realm First Layer. They unfortunately encountered each other on the Star Silver Tidal Flat and had no choice but to fight. However, they couldn't even last three moves before being captured alive and tied up here.
Not dying immediately might be a good thing, but Yan Shan knew it wasn't!
The reason this Alien Race prodigy, known as the Your Highness Sixty-Three by other Alien Race, didn't kill her immediately was to lure her out!
His words seemed to still linger in Yan Shan's ears.
In the words of the Your Highness Sixty-Three, it would be better to kidnap a Human Race and lure them over than to painstakingly search for Human Race who are hiding like eels.
In this way, the killing will be much faster.
Standing before the giant tree, the Your Highness Sixty-Three slowly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes reflected Yan Shan's disheveled figure. He glanced at her indifferently, then turned his head and gave orders.
"You all hide, conceal your presence, and there's no need for you to wait beside me."
"Can't you even use your brains? With all of you at the King Realm and Emperor Realm standing here, which Human Race cultivator would dare to come? I, Your Highness, am here; you all need to conceal your auras and retreat!"
"Yes!"
All the Alien Race spoke in unison. Even the Alien Race at the Emperor Realm showed no resentment after being reprimanded. They all obeyed and concealed their auras, hiding in various places.
The Your Highness Sixty-Three looked around and saw that in a short time, there was no one left but silver sand scattered on the ground. He smiled and nodded in satisfaction.
No... it wasn't completely deserted either.
There is one more person.
The Your Highness Sixty-Three looked at the bound Yan Shan and suddenly laughed, his scarlet eyes filled with mockery and cruelty.
"Do you think someone will come to rescue you? Aren't you Human Race the ones who love to sing stories of heroes rescuing damsels in distress?"
"You must hold a high position among Human Race, right? To be able to withstand two of my attacks, you must be considered a prodigy among Human Race."
"Such a prodigy, your Human Race shouldn't abandon you, right?"
Upon hearing the Your Highness Sixty-Three's words, Yan Shan didn't respond at all. She bit her pale lips tightly, breathing heavily without saying a word, and praying silently in her heart.
She no longer cared about her life; whether she lived or died, it didn't matter.
The matter was already settled when she was caught.
Now, all she hopes is that no one will come...
don't want!
Coming here will only mean certain death.
It's better for her to die than for so many people to die.
Not only is the Your Highness Sixty-Three of this Alien Race here, but there is also a Emperor Realm!
No one can save her.
Yan Shan closed her eyes in pain.
If anyone's to blame, it's herself—she's just not as skilled!
She prayed incessantly in her heart, but unfortunately, it seemed that heaven did not hear the call from the depths of her soul.
The Your Highness Sixty-Three's voice, filled with malicious delight, reached her ears.
"Someone actually came? It was worth the wait!"
Yan Shan suddenly opened her eyes, enduring the blood flowing into them, and forced herself to look up.
A young Human Race appeared, heading straight towards... this place!
Ignoring the pain in her body, Yan Shan, drawing strength from who-knows-where, gritted her teeth and shouted with all her might.
"Run! This is a trap!"
But then they saw the Your Highness Sixty-Three staring intently at the white-clad figure, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Want to leave? Do you think you can?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several Alien Race King Realm appeared and surrounded Lin Xuan, who had already approached, completely blocking his way.
Seeing this, Yan Shan's eyes were filled with despair and guilt, and she couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.
She couldn't bear to close her eyes and dared not look any longer.
In her heart, the fate of that young man in white was almost predetermined.
Several King Realm and one Emperor Realm Alien Race.
How do I fight this?