"Fellow Daoists, do not panic!" The purple-robed elder's face was contorted, his voice hoarse. "She has only just entered the Void Refinement stage; her foundation is not yet stable! If we do not eliminate her now, the consequences will be endless!"

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Xuanming Bell.

The ancient bronze bell suddenly increased in size a hundredfold, and countless hideous ghost faces appeared on its surface, emitting a chilling and mournful howl.

"Xuanming Soul Devourer! Suppress it for me!"

At the same time, dozens of Void Refinement experts displayed their unique abilities.

The white-haired old woman's broken staff transformed into a hundred-foot-long bone dragon, its empty eye sockets flickering with eerie green flames; the golden-robed monk removed the prayer beads from his neck, each bead transforming into a mountain-sized golden skull; the green-clad swordsman formed a sword with his fingers, unleashing a streak of azure sword light that traversed the heavens and earth...

The entire world trembled violently, as if unable to withstand the terrifying pressure. Mountains within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed under this force, and countless towering ancient trees were uprooted and turned to dust in mid-air.

Wherever that colossal hand that blotted out the sky passed, space twisted and deformed like folded silk; the raging flames that scorched the heavens and boiled the seas dyed the entire sky a dazzling blood red, and the clouds vaporized directly under the high temperature; the ice that froze the void made time seem to stand still, and some cultivators who did not have time to escape were directly frozen into ice sculptures, their faces still frozen with expressions of terror.

These devastating spells intertwined, forming a destructive torrent capable of annihilating everything.

Each spell contained terrifying power capable of instantly annihilating a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, yet all of them were concentrated on Bai Ying alone.

"puff!"

Not far away, a Nascent Soul stage disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect suddenly exploded and died, actually shattered by this terrifying pressure.

Immediately afterwards, screams rang out one after another. Those cultivators with lower cultivation levels bled from all seven orifices, and some even had their souls destroyed.

"Retreat!" Master Tinglan shouted hoarsely, leading the Xuantian Sect members in a rapid retreat. Even so, several Golden Core stage disciples couldn't withstand the pressure and fainted on the spot.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Wei Ji's mouth as he struggled to maintain the protective aura around him.

The entire battlefield was like a living hell, with the earth groaning and the sky ablaze. Those Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators who were usually high and mighty were now as fragile as ants, trembling in fear under this earth-shattering power.

However, faced with this devastating attack, Bai Ying simply raised her fair wrist.

Her fingertips traced an elegant arc in the air, her movements as gentle as if she were playing a zither.

"Buzz!"

A thin, white light barrier appeared out of thin air, protecting the people of Xuantian Sect. This light barrier seemed fragile and vulnerable.

However, when those terrifying torrents of magic collided with the light barrier, they vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The ghostly howl emanating from the Xuanming Bell abruptly ceased, the hundred-foot-long bone dragon crumbled inch by inch, and the golden skulls exploded one after another...

"This...this is impossible!" The purple-robed old man staggered backward, blood seeping from his seven orifices.

His prized natal magic weapon, which he was so proud of, now lay on the ground like scrap metal.

The white-haired old woman's dragon-headed cane was completely reduced to dust, and her withered body trembled violently: "My Netherworld Bone Dragon Technique... was so easily defeated..."

What's most chilling is that Bai Ying stood still the entire time without moving an inch.

The white Daoist aura flowing around her grew increasingly brilliant, with countless profound runes appearing and disappearing within them. Each of those runes contained unfathomable Daoist truths, a manifestation of cultivating the "Great Void Divine Illumination Scripture" to a high level.

"Now, it's my turn." Bai Ying's lips parted slightly, her voice soft yet clear enough to reach everyone's ears. She slowly raised her right hand, palm up, and a pure white lotus was slowly blooming...

The moment the white lotus bloomed, the entire world suddenly fell silent.

The seemingly delicate white lotus slowly rotated, each petal flowing with profound Daoist patterns. At the lotus's heart, a dazzling white light grew brighter and brighter, as if nurturing a newly risen sun.

"The Great Void...purifies the world."

This is the only offensive move in the mental cultivation technique "Tai Xu Shen Zhao Jing". When used in conjunction with the technique, its power is astonishing.

Bai Ying softly uttered these four words, her voice like celestial music from the heavens, yet it sent chills down the spines of all the cultivators who had reached the Void Refinement stage.

"Not good! Retreat!" The purple-robed elder was the first to react, turning around to tear through space and escape. However, he was horrified to find that the surrounding space had already been completely sealed off.

The moment the white lotus bloomed, dazzling light swept across the heavens and earth like a tidal wave. The pupils of all the Void Refinement stage cultivators shrank drastically, and for the first time, the shadow of death truly loomed over their hearts.

"Join forces to resist!" the purple-robed elder roared hoarsely, his voice completely out of tune. Dozens of Void Refinement experts hastily formed a profound formation, each unleashing their natal magic treasures. In an instant, the Xuanming Bell, the Heavenly Net Umbrella, the Vajra Pestle, and other supreme treasures intertwined in the air, creating a dazzling curtain of light.

"boom!"

A devastating collision resounded through the heavens. Incredibly, the seemingly fragile white lotus light pierced through all defenses with overwhelming force. The purple-robed elder's Xuanming Bell bore the brunt of the impact, cracking inch by inch in the blinding white light, finally exploding into countless fragments with a loud "bang."

"puff!"

All the Void Refinement cultivators simultaneously coughed up a mouthful of blood, their faces instantly turning deathly pale. Their natal magic treasures trembled and groaned in the white light, riddled with horrifying cracks. Even more terrifying, the Primordial Power contained within the light was frantically eroding their meridians, and even their primordial spirits were beginning to waver.

"What... what kind of technique is this? How can it be so heaven-defying?" The white-haired old woman's voice trembled. Her protective aura, which she was so proud of, was as fragile as paper in front of the white light.

The golden-robed monk turned ashen-faced, horrified to discover that his indestructible body was melting away: "Impossible... my Arhat golden body..."

Bai Ying stood in mid-air, coldly watching these disheveled cultivators.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she realized that these Void Refinement stage cultivators, whom she used to flee in panic at the mere sight of... these Void Refinement stage cultivators, who could have easily tormented her and destroyed the entire Lingxiao Sect with the flick of a finger... had actually fallen victim to her attack one day.

"Heh..." She suddenly let out a cold laugh, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Weren't you all plotting to seize my inheritance?" Bai Ying slowly raised her right hand, the white lotus in her palm blooming once more with dazzling light. "This is the power of the inheritance I obtained in the ancient ruins. Come on, take it!"