Sensing the distance, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned to look at Yan Shan and gave her some instructions.
"You stay here to heal your wounds. I'll be right back. I'll go capture another Alien Race... Your Highness."
After saying that, Lin Xuan's figure flashed, and a black shadow separated from him, stopping and transforming into Demonic Shadow Clone, which, together with Yan Shan, watched Lin Xuan leave.
Lin Xuan has already cultivated the Heavenly Demon Shadow to the seventh level.
The summoned Demonic Shadow Clone possessed three-tenths of Lin Xuan's own combat power.
Don't underestimate this three-tenths.
With Lin Xuan's current strength, even at three-tenths of his current level, an ordinary Emperor Realm Ninth Stage would not be his match.
Leaving this Heavenly Demon Shadow behind to keep order is enough.
He could sense any powerful Alien Race approaching at any time and return immediately.
Reassured, Lin Xuan left behind a clone and swiftly sped eastward.
At this moment, in the eastern part of the Void Realm.
This place has long since become a battlefield; in other words, there are very few places in the Void Realm where war has not broken out.
However, the battlefield here is not large in scale; the number of Human Race cultivators and Alien Race combined is only a few hundred.
Above this void pool, a prodigy from Alien Race floated in mid-air, his movements swift and agile, fighting against three Human Race on the Mystic Ranking without being at a disadvantage.
They even hold an absolute advantage!
Every Human Race prodigy had some wounds on their body, and one of them was in a particularly bad state, with a large gash cut into his waist.
If he hadn't dodged in time, it wouldn't just have been his clothes that were torn.
The Human Race cultivators below watched the battle in the sky, their hearts pounding in their chests.
"Damn it, even if Ji Heng, Jiang Wu, Meng Keran, three of the Mystic Ranking's top talents, joined forces, they were no match for him?"
Ji Heng and the other two were all top talents on the Mystic Ranking.
They ranked 82nd, 84th, and 91st on the Mystic Ranking, respectively!
The Human Race cultivators were incredibly excited to see the three of them join forces against the enemy. However, to their utter astonishment, the three of them were no match for the Alien Race prodigy!
This Alien Race with its purple-gold horn is far too powerful!
Moreover, everyone could clearly sense that the Alien Race prodigy's aura and cultivation level were only at the King Realm First Layer, the same as the three Human Race on the Mystic Ranking!
Yet he was able to fight three opponents at once and hold his own!
It's important to understand that as top talents on the Mystic Ranking, which of these three wouldn't crush their peers in the outside world?
Even skipping levels is not difficult for them.
However, when facing other Alien Race geniuses who King Realm First Layer, they were completely suppressed!
This purple-gold unicorn Alien Race is too powerful!
So powerful it's despair-inducing!
The aerial battle raged on relentlessly, and the Alien Race prodigy with the purple-gold unicorn refrained from his taunts.
" Human Race prodigies? Is that all they've got? They're nothing but a bunch of worthless ants."
"Can't even beat three against one, and they're at the same level as me, trash! They're all trash! Utterly trash!"
Although he was the youngest of all his father's sons, he could easily crush these so-called Human Race.
Faced with such humiliation, the three Human Race cultivators all blushed and their attacks became even more ferocious, but none of them uttered a word.
Because they simply have no way to refute it.
It's also hard to refute.
This prodigy from Alien Race was indeed not wrong.
The three of them couldn't even defeat one opponent; they couldn't even manage a draw. They could only barely maintain their disadvantage without being defeated, which was already extremely difficult.
Under such circumstances, any rebuttal would be futile and ineffective.
Just as everyone was filled with despair, and the three Human Race suffered several more wounds, a beam of light suddenly shot down from the horizon!
sword?
no!
It was a human figure, but the Sword Intent emanating from him was so intense and sharp that at first glance, one might mistake him for Sword-Ray.
The white-clad youth, resembling a sword's edge, suddenly appeared on the battlefield. His speed was so great that the Alien Race on the periphery didn't even have time to stop him; they could only watch helplessly as he plunged into the battlefield above.
The white-clad youth who appeared in the air ignored the Alien Race on the periphery and fixed his gaze directly on the Alien Race youth who was fighting three against one, extremely smug, and whose face was full of mockery towards the Human Race.
When Lin Xuan saw the unique purple-gold horn on the other person's head, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Found you."
The sudden appearance of Lin Xuan caused the Alien Race youth to frown, instinctively sensing that the other party was up to no good.
The three Human Race on the Mystic Ranking noticed that Lin Xuan's aura was not weak, and their eyes lit up with joy. They immediately asked for help.
"Fellow Daoist, you've come at the right time. Join forces with us and take down this..."
But before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already beside the purple-gold unicorn Alien Race, one hand silently gripping the other's neck.
Not only did the Human Race not react in time, but even this Alien Race royal only realized what was happening after Lin Xuan grabbed his neck.
Anger surged in his eyes; he growled and tried to break free, but...
"Snap!"
The young man in white had a calm expression, but his hand suddenly tightened.
With a crisp snap, the Alien Race he held in his hand instantly had its blood vessels burst, and all its strength vanished without a trace.
Just one move.
He didn't even draw his sword.
The Alien Race youth who had been toying with them like a joke was now a cripple in the hands of the white-clad youth!
Ji Heng hadn't even finished speaking!
He stared wide-eyed in shock at the scene, unsure how to react.
That Alien Race prodigy, whom the three of them combined could hardly defeat, couldn't even withstand a single move from Lin Xuan.
He didn't even see how Lin Xuan made his move.
How domineering!
Lin Xuan grabbed the Alien Race royal by the neck and dragged him like a dead dog. His gaze swept over several Mystic Ranking prodigies, and without leaving a word, he transformed into a streak of light, dragging the dying Alien Race prodigy away, disappearing from the spot.
Before long, Lin Xuan returned to the base of the giant tree.
Yan Shan was still healing her injuries. Heavenly Demon Shadow leaned against the giant tree, closing his eyes to rest. When Lin Xuan arrived, the Demonic Shadow Clone instantly melted into the ground, turning into a pitch-black shadow that merged into Lin Xuan's feet.
The Alien Race youth in Lin Xuan's hands was stunned when he saw the Your Highness Nineteen and the Your Highness Sixty-Three on the tree trunk, his pupils shrinking into a horizontal line!
The biggest difference between the eyes of the Alien Race and those of Human Race is not the color, but that their eyes are more like those of sheep.
Artificial vertical pupil.
They, however, had horizontal pupils.
The Your Highness Sixty-Seven, whose pupils were tightly constricted, was filled with a storm of emotions.
He never expected that even his nineteenth Brother Wang had been captured!
If it were just his sixty-third Brother Wang and him, he wouldn't be so shocked.
But the nineteenth Brother Wang was different from them!
Among the king's sixty-seven sons, those who rank in the top twenty are all at least close to the Venerable level.
In his understanding, unless Human Race cultivator at the Venerable Realm intervenes, there is absolutely no way to deal with his nineteenth brother!
Now, my nineteenth brother has actually been... captured?
This means that the young man in white is powerful...
How could this be!
His Your Highness Sixty-Seven could not believe it.
He clearly sensed that Lin Xuan's aura seemed... seemed...
It seems he hasn't even reached the Emperor Realm yet?
How could he possibly capture his nineteenth Brother Wang?
Just who is this person!?