In his mind, 037 watched the scene unfold with tension.
The numerous elders attacked together, creating a terrifying spectacle that surrounded Ruan Qing'an. Their attacks, laced with murderous intent, swept in from all directions.
But Ruan Qing'an stood still, her expression unchanged. She gripped the hilt of the long sword with one hand, closed her eyes, and seemed to have given up resisting.
Seeing this, the many elders who had attacked felt reassured.
Even though the Myriad Paths Sect is the number one sect, its elders are not confident that they can withstand their attacks!
"What a pity, Elder Ruan—"
"You are stubborn and incorrigible; you will surely perish here today!"
Just before the elders' attack arrived, Ruan Qing'an suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp, cold light flashed in his leaden eyes, as if the whole world had slowed down.
An ancient, desolate, and vast power surges forth—
A tall, slender woman held a knife in one hand, and when she slashed out with it, the world that had been imprisoned suddenly changed color.
As if time were flowing by, all the elders suddenly paused.
They seemed to be in the midst of the mortal world, becoming like dust among the endless stream of people, completely reduced to ordinary mortals.
The sword strike ceased, and all the elders were forced back by the blow!
Ruan Qing'an, who stood unharmed with the knife in hand, was suspended in mid-air above the sky. Behind her was the divine aura left by the knife, and within that aura were all living beings.
The knowledgeable elder was astonished: "You actually figured it out!"
Under this strike, at best one falls into an illusion, believing oneself to be a mortal and sinking into the mundane world; at worst, one's time is traced back, severing the opponent's connection with the mortal world—but who hasn't been weak at some point? Before becoming a cultivator, one was just a member of the mortal world.
If you get hit, you'll probably die on the spot!
Ruan Qing'an looked at them coldly, his blade slightly tilting: "If you want to snatch someone, then try this strike."
"Is there anyone willing to take this on?"
"..."
For a moment, all the elders in the room fell silent.
This isn't a question of whether they dare to take the job or not; it's a question of whether they'll even survive if they do!
Seeing that no one spoke, Ruan Qingan took half a step forward.
The next moment, the elders of each sect subconsciously retreated in unison. They looked at each other, and could see the embarrassment in each other's eyes—it seemed that they couldn't do anything to Ruan Qing'an.
As if they had made up their minds, they surrounded him again: "Elder Ruan, we may not be able to defeat you, but—"
"If you want to kill us, it won't be easy. All we need to do is leave you here. How could you possibly protect a mere mortal from being killed?"
"Since we can't take that person with us, he's doomed!"
Immediately afterwards, they attacked again, but after the beautiful woman made her move, Han Chang instantly withdrew from the battle. He quickly swooped down, his target straight for Chen Changlin!
Once he escaped the confinement of the array plate, as a Void Refining Realm expert, he could kill Shen Changlin with a single thought!
Meanwhile, Shen Changlin, sitting in the guest room, had a furrowed brow.
It was a pervasive sense of crisis...
His heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky. He could not see anything unusual, but in less than a breath, he saw Han Chang holding a spirit sword and attacking him instantly!
Shen Changlin's eyes widened, and he subconsciously said, "Elder Ruan!"
"She can't save you!"
With murderous intent in his eyes, Han Chang spoke ruthlessly, and as he broke through the array barrier, his divine sense directly attacked Shen Changlin.
The long, heavy feeling in the guest room instantly gave me a splitting headache!
But as Han Chang's divine sense attacked, Shen Changlin's eyes silently filled with darkness, like a bottomless abyss.
"He's still alive?!"
Han Chang was furious and stared intently at Shen Changlin.
In the darkness, Han Chang felt as if he were facing the strongest opponent, his life and death hanging in the balance. But he had no time to think about it, and simply took it as pressure from Ruan Qing'an behind him.
To ensure everything went perfectly, Han Chang flashed into the guest room and swung his sword at Shen Changlin!
Han Chang had long lost his former kindness, his eyes now filled with ruthlessness.
"If my divine sense couldn't kill you, then I'll cut off your head. If you don't die after my head is cut off, then I'll shatter your body. You mere mortal, how dare you block my divine sense!"
'clang--'
But Han Chang's sword ultimately failed to land.
At the critical moment, Ruan Qing'an appeared in front of Shen Changlin. She was uninjured, but smelled of blood. The elders who had tried to stop her were nowhere to be seen.
Han Chang cried out in terror, "Ruan Qing'an?!"
"Han Chang, you deserve to die."
Ruan Qing'an's eyes were filled with killing intent, and the instant she blocked the attack, she swung her sword backhand—
With a single stroke, he cleaved through the fleeting world of mortals!
The illusory figures of the mortal world swirled around Ruan Qing'an like a crimson veil, exquisitely beautiful yet filled with chilling killing intent.
The threat of death loomed over him, and Han Chang cried out in terror, "Ruan Qing'an, I am an elder of the Longevity Palace! Do you dare to kill me—"
Before Han Chang could finish speaking, he was immediately beheaded with a single stroke!
Immediately afterwards, an even more ferocious blade swept over, directly crushing Han Chang's body to pieces, not even sparing his soul, just as he had told Shen Changlin.
Elder Han Chang of the Longevity Palace has fallen!
Outside the inn, a beautiful woman who was rushing over suddenly stopped, terrified, and dared not look at the scene. She turned and ran away abruptly.
That madman Ruan Qing'an really dares to kill them!
Upon seeing this, the other sect elders immediately turned and left, trying to return to their sects before Ruan Qing'an came to settle accounts with them—they couldn't fight him, and they couldn't kill him, so they might as well run away.
After everyone left, Ruan Qing'an finally sheathed his knife and turned to Shen Changlin: "Are you injured?"
"No, nothing's wrong..."
Shen Changlin stared blankly at the person in front of him.
Even after sheathing her longsword and restraining her aura, the Daoist charm lingered for a long time. Faintly emerging illusory figures of the mortal world swirled behind her like a shawl, adding vibrant color to her plain white Daoist robe.
Yet her downcast eyes and brows exuded a cool and noble aura, making her seem out of place in this mortal world, aloof and detached, like a fairy.
Shen Changlin had seen the water mirror and witnessed everything firsthand.
The crowd surrounded her and attacked simultaneously, but none of them dared to withstand a single blow from her blade. In the end, they were all frightened away and avoided her sharp edge.
Stunning and powerful, it leaves a lasting impression in an instant.
Seeing Shen Changlin lost in thought, Ruan Qing'an frowned: "What is it?"
As if waking from a dream, Shen Changlin came to his senses and shook his head: "Reporting to Elder Ruan, I am fine. You came just in time."
"That's good. You should rest now. We'll set off tomorrow."
After giving instructions, Ruan Qing'an sat down to the side and quietly began to recuperate, as she had also suffered some losses from overpowering everyone.
After seeing her close her eyes, Shen Changlin glanced at Ruan Qing'an discreetly.
When will I be able to reach her level?
—Shen Changlin thought that he shouldn't have met her like this right away; she was too stunning and too unforgettable.
【Affection Points: 20】
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