As a powerful force in the Heavenly Realm, Lian Jing, as the sect leader of the Illusionary Heavenly Palace, is an extremely mysterious figure, not to mention ordinary people, even to cultivators. He is the kind of person who is high above, detached from worldly affairs, and looks down on all living beings.

Not many people on the entire continent have seen Lian Jing. Those who have met him find him to have an elegant and pure demeanor, and to be a very peaceful and approachable person. In addition, the Illusionary Heaven Palace has always recruited a large number of female disciples, most of whom cultivate light-attribute and water-attribute techniques, and they frequently go out to help others, so their reputation is quite good.

However, ever since Xiu Qiyu's incident came to light, everyone's expressions changed to Σ(°△°|||)︴, then to (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻, and then they laughed so hard they fell to the ground.

"This Lian Jing had such a good reputation before, could it all have been an act? He's so cunning and malicious."

"He bestowed the title of divine son upon his own son and even wanted to pass on his position as the palace master to his descendants."

"In my heart, only Fairy Yi Ruowu is the true next Palace Master of the Illusionary Heaven Palace."

"Even if it's true or not, we don't know if the Jing family sent someone to assassinate Xiu Qiyu. This person is really too vicious."

"Who can argue with that?"

Within just a few days, Lian Jing became the talk of the town for everyone across the entire Taiyan Continent. Those Celestial Powers on par with the Illusionary Heaven Palace were naturally gloating, thinking he deserved it. They wondered what right Lian Jing would have to put on that aloof, godlike facade anymore.

Ye Xiruo and Xiu Qiyu are currently in a small country called Zhou Kingdom, waiting for news from the sect leader. Even as the palace master of Huantian Palace, it's not so easy to frame someone; evidence must be presented.

Unfortunately, even that guy Jing didn't take the bait. It's been so long, and he hasn't sent anyone. They've had no choice but to release the news and put on a show. As for witnesses, that's up to the sect leader.

Since Lian Jing didn't send anyone to intercept Xiu Qiyu, he must have been focusing his attention on Luoxia Valley. Anyone who went there would surely not return.

They've been here for two days already; they should leave now, or they'll run into big trouble.

However, to their surprise, their flying spiritual energy was intercepted after only half a day of travel.

"Xiu Qiyu and Ye Xiruo, how have you been?"

The two exchanged a glance, a hint of joy appearing on their lips. It was like a pillow being delivered just when they were about to fall asleep; how thoughtful!

Ye Xiruo suddenly increased the speed of her flying magical artifact, making it appear as if she was unable to fight back and needed to flee immediately. Otherwise, who knew if the robbers would become suspicious?

"Where do you think you're going? Chase after them!"

"Guess who sent this?"

"Not one of Lian Jing's men, but probably his mortal enemy." This is the impatient addition, coming to deliver the final blow.

Ye Xiruo and Xiu Qiyu naturally wouldn't disappoint them, as they didn't push their flying artifacts to their maximum speed. As a result, they were quickly overtaken by eight people, all dressed in cold black, with only their eyes showing.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?" The speaker was Ye Xiruo.

"Young Palace Master, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Xiu Qiyu is someone our Palace Master must kill. Why waste your energy on a dead man?"

"How dare you! This is my own business, what does it have to do with you? I would advise you all to leave as soon as possible, otherwise you might as well not leave at all." There was a hint of guilt in Ye Xiruo's voice.

"Then, Young Master, we must take Xiu Qiyu's life. He was lucky to escape last time, but there is absolutely no chance this time."

“You are from Lianjing.”

"Young Master is only now realizing this; it's too late. Go! You two go in quickly and kill Xiu Qiyu. I'll hold the Young Master off."

Countless silver light spots suddenly condensed around Ye Xiruo, seemingly nothing special, and quickly flew towards the eight people.

The various colored lights fell on the silver speckle, only making it brighter, but they did nothing to block it.

The silver light spots moved very fast, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be a large net made up of countless transparent, tiny threads.

Four out of the eight people quickly realized that this thing was not so easy to deal with, and told them to run.

The other four people were just a step too slow and were caught directly in the transparent net.

What the hell is this thing? Swords, magical artifacts, and even swords formed from true essence are all useless. They can only watch helplessly as the net gets smaller and smaller.

"Could this be the Wutian?" A legendary immortal artifact, it can only be destroyed by an overwhelming force or an equally powerful offensive immortal artifact. How could such an immortal artifact have fallen into Ye Xiruo's hands?

"Let us go!"

"You four, hurry up and kill Xiu Qiyu. The mission is important. Young Palace Master, you can kill or torture him as you please. You are following orders and must be loyal to your mission."

"It seems that Lian Jing is truly loyal to your team. What a pity."

"What a pity, what a pity, you are destined to die here." Ye Xiruo's expression was calm, but in an instant she tightened her grip on Wutian. Those transparent threads directly imprisoned the true essence in their bodies, and now they were just like unarmed mortals.

The four people had already gone inside. Ye Xiruo did not stop them, and her expression was somewhat mysterious.

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