What kind of people were these?
Has Nan Zhanbu Province grown so strong? First there was Chen Pingping, then came Guang Xiaoyu. What exactly does this senior brother and junior sister duo want to do? Are they here in Central Continent just to flaunt their presence? Can they not leave a path for others to survive?
Many young geniuses felt suffocated. They all had a sense that as long as Chen Pingping and Guang Xiaoyu were alive, they would likely have no hope of achieving Tao Verification.
The second horn of the Demon Flower appeared.
Its body was enormous, like a mountain attempting to step from the Void into this world, a process that looked arduous.
The huge petals were tearing apart the channel through the Void.
The cascading Void Force grew increasingly torrential, slicing through the world in all directions. Even the powerful experts felt their skin crawl and continued to retreat.
Yet Zi Ji, standing at the forefront, seemed completely oblivious, her expression tranquil as she gazed at the scene.
After Guang Xiaoyu had slain the Chong Tower assassin, she had also returned to this spot.
Chen Shixian, however, could not bear it any longer. Her body could not withstand the pressure; she trembled all over, her face as pale as snow, and she unconsciously took a step back.
"So strong!" someone whispered. "How can they withstand it?"
"Clearly!" another person responded, speechless.
With such powerful Void Force raining down, even experts in the late stage of the Divine King realm would not dare to approach rashly.
Yet Guang Xiaoyu and Zi Ji acted as if nothing was wrong, appearing unnervingly calm.
Suddenly, the Demon Flower halted its advance. Its seven thick roots were once again covered by Demonic Qi. It was in great pain, howling.
Seeing this, Zi Ji rushed forward a few steps, calling out, "Don’t be afraid!"
Guang Xiaoyu was exasperated. She was just about to shout for her to stop, but Zi Ji had already stepped into the area enveloped by the Void Force. Crucially, she seemed completely unharmed.
It’s as if the Void Force doesn’t even exist for her! Her mouth gaped open, her eyes nearly popping out. What’s going on? Are all Qi Refiners this incredible? To ignore the Void Force? Even I feel a sense of dread towards that thing!
"She went in," a young man said, his mouth slightly agape.
Zi Ji reached the base of the Demon Flower, stroking its petals. A stream of Innate Qi from her hands flowed ceaselessly into the Demon Flower, helping to disperse the dark power within it.
Her gaze was gentle, as if she was recalling something. She smiled from time to time and uttered a single word, "Flower!"
「In the lands of the Netherworld, by a riverbank.」
The day she was born, she had opened her eyes to see the Demon Flower. Its seven petals swayed gently, radiating a golden glow that enveloped her, a newborn.
After that, she never saw that flower again, so her memories of it were few.
To meet again in another world after countless ages—perhaps it was destiny, or maybe just a chance encounter.
Zi Ji activated her Innate Qi, the Yuan World manifesting alongside it. She walked step by step towards the crack in the Void, as if intending to enter the world where the Demon Flower resided.
"Junior Sister!" Guang Xiaoyu exclaimed. "Don’t go!"
Damn it! Although I don’t know what connection exists between Zi Ji and the Demon Flower, the Void is definitely not a place Zi Ji can enter. Besides, that Demon Flower is far too alluring. Perhaps this is all a deception, an attempt to lure Zi Ji into the Void.
Thinking this, Guang Xiaoyu shouted again—this time at the flower, "You have some nerve!" With that, she charged directly toward the Void and sent a telepathic message, "Demon Flower, do you still recognize this Emperor?"
The Demon Flower trembled, clearly understanding. Its seven thick roots erupted from the ground and attacked Guang Xiaoyu.
It recognized her, yes, but it was not prepared to yield.
She hastily slashed out with her sword, but alas, the Demon Flower was too strong; its dancing roots blocked her strike.
The remaining roots attacked her from different directions.
In just a few breaths, after several exchanges, Guang Xiaoyu was severely injured and coughed up blood.
Just then, a figure rushed in from behind—it was Chen Shixian. She rescued Guang Xiaoyu from the onslaught of the roots and swiftly carried her away.
A powerful expert lurking in the shadows chuckled sinisterly and commanded, "Kill!"
The opportunity has arrived! Zi Ji is trapped, Guang Xiaoyu is severely injured, and Chen Pingping doesn’t dare to act rashly. This is the perfect chance to fight for the Demon Flower!
Immediately, cultivators activated their Divine Weapons and charged toward the scene.
At that very moment, numerous young geniuses also made their moves.
Experts from the Martial God Academy, the Tianxuan Holy Land...
Liu Changqing, the Saintess, the Saint Heir, Alan, Diwu Qingrou, Zhou Wu, and others!
In an instant, slaughter erupted. The situation was utter chaos.
Hong You looked at him. "Aren’t you going to intervene?"
"Aren’t they fighting just fine?" Chen Pingping smiled. "Let’s watch the battle for a bit first!"
The situation seemed chaotic, but in reality, it was nothing to worry about. This was his confidence—the confidence he’d gained after breaking through to the Imperial Path.
"Kill! The Demon Flower is right here! Let’s strike together!" someone yelled, seemingly crazed.
"Get lost!" Guang Xiaoyu roared, her expression cold and domineering, her presence imposing, ready to take on all these powerhouses alone.
I thought I could intimidate the Demon Flower and make it submit to me. I never expected this flower, having gained sentience, would dare to defy the will of the Demon Emperor! How infuriating! My Senior Brother must be watching; it actually made me, this Emperor, lose face! What’s even more infuriating is that this bunch chose to attack at this very moment...
From the depths of the night sky, an arrow suddenly flew out. Its aura was unremarkable, but as it pierced through the air, it erupted with astonishing killing intention.
That’s not one of the Chong Tower assassins,
Overwhelmed by too many attackers, Guang Xiaoyu’s defense faltered, and the arrow pierced her body, sending her slamming harshly to the ground.
Chen Pingping watched her. She’s injured.
"Is she really your junior sister?" Hong You couldn’t help but ask.
"Yeah. What about it?"
"She’s injured! Aren’t you worried? Instead, you seem to be gloating at her misfortune!"
"Huh? I *am* concerned!"
"No, you’re not!" Hong You stared at him intently.
In truth, this was just Chen Pingping’s nature—not very good with words, and outwardly, he was incapable of showing concern, nor did he deign to.
Even knowing full well that many strong enemies were watching covetously, and that both women could perish at any moment, he still showed no intention of intervening.
For one, The Sleeping Ones from Chong Tower haven’t made a move yet. The true powerhouses of the Martial God Academy and the Tianxuan Holy Land, even their trump cards, are all still lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment. I’d bet that if I make a move, this whole battlefield will escalate.
Chen Pingping rested his chin in his hand, thought for a moment, then commanded Lao Huang, "You go!"
Lao Huang the ox charged directly into the battlefield. Reaching Zi Ji’s side, he released a powerful aura that completely isolated her from the outside world.
Hei, the little black dog, also received the command and rushed toward Guang Xiaoyu.
Despite her severe injuries, Guang Xiaoyu struggled to her feet, a strange smile on her face.
"A dog? Is that supposed to be useful?" a hidden enemy sneered.
Hong You was also quite speechless. "If you don’t love them, then don’t hurt them." Since you have no intention of intervening, she thought, why did you bring them here only to die?
Just as she finished speaking, Hei the little black dog’s Abyss Sword Tao erupted. Immense sword beams, thick and powerful, slashed out as if from an abyss.
Everyone was stunned.