Chu Tianyao slowly said, "That Chen Dong, for some reason... lured me here... but suddenly attacked me."

"Chen Dong's cultivation level... has reached the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Caught off guard, I was severely injured by him."

"With my life hanging by a thread... I had no choice but to use my trump card."

Han Yan'er's gaze sharpened slightly. "Hidden card?!"

Chu Tianyao sighed, "When I was in... the Lower Realm... by chance... I encountered... a mysterious powerful figure... who gave... me a protective talisman..."

"This talisman... can unleash... the power of a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"In the critical moment... this... the talisman exploded, bringing Chen Dong to the brink of death... but unexpectedly, he self-destructed..."

Chu Tianyao said weakly, "Fortunately... at the last moment... that talisman helped me block... the terrifying explosive force!"

"Unfortunately... the power of that amulet... has also... been completely exhausted..."

Han Yan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's how it is. If that's the case, then it makes sense."

Han Yan'er said calmly, "Don't panic, let me take a look at your injuries."

As she spoke, she slowly approached Chu Tianyao...

"Hmm, the injuries are quite severe..." Han Yan'er said slowly, "In that case...you might as well die!"

As she spoke, she suddenly slapped out a palm.

Chu Tianyao was blasted back thousands of meters by this palm strike.

His body fell heavily to the ground like a leaf in the wind...

Chu Tianyao struggled a few times, but still couldn't get up.

He lay on the ground, his face full of confusion, and asked, "Why...?"

Han Yan'er struck successfully and looked at the dying Chu Tianyao.

"There was no resistance during the attack just now. That means the energy of the protective talisman that Chu Tianyao mentioned has indeed been exhausted."

A smug look appeared on her face. "You're such a fool... How could you tell someone your trump card for survival?"

Chu Tianyao's face showed a look of horror, which changed to despair after a long time.

Han Yan'er used her divine sense to detect that no one was nearby.

She knew that the dying Chu Tianyao before her was utterly powerless to resist...

She said leisurely, "I'll let you die knowing why... I ascended from the Lower Realm to here in just three hundred years, yet I've already reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm."

"This speed is already astonishing... Besides my own amazing talent, there is another important reason... I can strengthen myself by absorbing the souls of cultivators of the same realm."

"Chen Dong and I came from the same Lower Realm. Back then, I had a very high seniority in the Netherworld Palace, and he still had to call me Master!"

"During our time in the Upper Realm, we have greatly improved our cultivation level by ambushing and assassinating other miners."

Han Yan'er said with some regret, "It's a pity... there are people patrolling here regularly, so we can't just kill people randomly... usually it takes three to five years to find a target to attack."

"After all, it seems normal for a miner monk to die or go missing every few years."

Han Yan'er said with a smile, "After all, mining is such a tiring job... it would be reasonable if someone suddenly died, wouldn't it?"

“I have been observing you for a long time. You are very ordinary among these miners... More than a year has passed... Your cultivation seems to have not improved at all.”

"Besides, you don't like to interact with other cultivators. If a cultivator with such a low profile as you were to disappear... no one would care, right?"

She walked to the dying Chu Tianyao and slowly squatted down.

"I'm also feeling very depressed here, you know... We people from the Ghost Palace like to have 'hehehe' on our lips all the time..."

"But since I came to the Upper Realm, I haven't dared to utter a single 'hehehe'... I've been so hard to hold back..."

"Hahaha...hehehe...hehehehehehe!!!"

Han Yan'er laughed unrestrainedly, and a dark red bone knife appeared in her hand.

"Chu Tianyao, die."

The dark red bone knife stabbed towards Chu Tianyao... This was clearly of a much higher grade than the light green bone knife Chen Dong had used before!

The bone knife emitted a dark red, eerie light, as if it could devour the flesh and blood of its target.

But the next moment, Han Yan'er could no longer laugh.

A dazzling golden light flashed, deflecting the dark red bone knife.

The sword energy of the Lingxiao Sword is unstoppable!

It pierced through Han Yan'er's body in an instant...

Han Yan'er is, after all, a cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm!

Her reaction was extremely fast; she instantly darted backward.

A huge sword wound appeared on his chest, and blood kept flowing from the wound...

Han Yan'er raised her hand, and a pale green, eerie light appeared on her palm.

She pressed the eerie light against her chest, and the wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You actually hid your strength... You've already reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm!"

Han Yan'er was both shocked and furious; she was furious that she had been deceived by Chu Tianyao...

What surprised her was that Chu Tianyao came from the Lower Realm and had actually broken through from the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm in just over a year.

"Is this really reasonable? Breaking through eight realms in just over a year... Even the most outstanding talents from sects in the Upper Realm couldn't do it this fast."

Chu Tianyao looked at her with a mocking expression, "The prodigy of the Ghost Soul Palace, why aren't you chuckling anymore?"

Han Yan'er's mind raced. "Chu Tianyao, since you have this strength... why don't we cooperate and hunt down other Nascent Soul Realm cultivators together?"

"I can teach you the Soul Devouring Technique of the Ghost Palace. With our combined efforts, breaking through to the Void Refinement stage will be just around the corner!"

Chu Tianyao coldly said, "I don't need your kind of cultivation technique... In fact, if I were willing to step into the demonic path and begin the killing... my cultivation speed would improve even faster!"

Han Yan'er felt cold sweat all over her body. "Chu Tianyao's cultivation level is similar to mine... but why is the pressure he exerts on me so great?"

She said in a deep voice, "Chu Tianyao, I am the person in charge of this area. You dare to lay a hand on me... do you know the consequences? Do you think the Void Refinement Realm guides and inspectors will let you off?!"

Chu Tianyao smiled faintly, "In the cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak, and there is no distinction between right and wrong. If I am less skilled and die as a result of your and Chen Dong's schemes, then I will accept it."

"On the other hand, it would be perfectly reasonable for me to kill you now, wouldn't it? Even if that inspector finds out about this, what can he do to me? After all, you were the ones who struck first!"