Translator: CinderTL
"Pathetic."
Yuan Anping flicked his wrist, shaking off the bits of flesh and blood clinging to his palm. His gaze swept the battlefield, as if searching for his next target.
Luo Qingwei flew to embrace Luo Changtian, her eyes wide with shock as she stared into her brother's lifeless eyes.
"Brother... Brother, wake up!" she sobbed, pressing her ear against his cheek, desperate for him to stir and say just one more word.
But her hopes were doomed. Luo Changtian was gone, beyond any chance of revival.
"Aaaah!"
A piercing scream tore through the heavens. Luo Qingwei gently laid her brother's corpse on the ground, her eyes burning with hatred as she glared at Yuan Anping. Her rage was so intense that her eyes were bloodshot.
"Heh, now do you think freedom is more valuable than life?" Yuan Anping asked with a faint smile.
He relished Luo Qingwei's gaze—filled with hatred and madness, a look that seemed to want to tear him apart limb from limb. It was mesmerizing.
Yuan Anping chuckled. "Kill me to avenge your brother, or I'll send you to join him."
"Die!"
Luo Qingwei's face twisted into a ferocious grimace as her spiritual power swelled, causing her robes to billow. Suddenly, a towering, ethereal figure materialized behind her, rising several meters into the air.
The figure resembled a woman, her graceful form draped in a pristine white gown. Delicate floral petals adorned the hem, accentuating her noble bearing.
Xu Sanyan frowned slightly as he gazed at the apparition. Does this woman have no face? he wondered. Her features—eyes, ears, nose, and mouth—were completely absent, leaving her face smooth and featureless, like a peeled egg.
"Give me back my brother's life!" Luo Qingwei shrieked, lunging forward. Her palm crackled with terrifying energy, and the ethereal figure behind her mirrored her movements, striking out with an identical palm strike.
Though it takes time to describe, all this unfolded in a fleeting instant. By the time Fang Qingge reacted, Luo Qingwei had already charged forward.
"Junior Sister Luo, no!" Fang Qingge cried out in alarm. Such an attack is suicidal!
Luo Qingwei ignored him, her mind clouded by grief over her brother's death. She had completely disregarded the vast disparity in their strength.
Xu Sanyan's expression darkened. I can't let Luo Qingwei throw her life away like this, he thought. If they all die, I'll have no chance against him alone.
Without hesitation, Xu Sanyan unleashed a dense crimson mist that instantly engulfed his form, completely obscuring him from view.
In an instant, a crimson figure burst from the Crimson Mist.
"Hah!"
Xu Sanyan's fangs flashed with a cold glint, his pitch-black pupils burning with ferocity. With overwhelming force, his great halberd crashed down toward Yuan Anping's head.
On the other side, Fang Qingge gritted his teeth, staring at the longsword in his hand. His face suddenly paled as he spat another mouthful of vital essence onto the blade.
"Qingge, go!"
Instantly, ten thousand rays of light converged on the sword, its power surging tenfold. Yet, a glance at his face revealed he was at his limit; this strike would likely exhaust him completely.
Yuan Anping watched the three beams of light converging from different directions, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He dismissed Luo Qingwei's attack in the center as insignificant, but the vast sword qi surging from the left made his hair stand on end. A primal instinct warned him: this sword could truly threaten him!
"To think such power could be found in the Dao Seeking Realm... truly remarkable," Yuan Anping mused inwardly, his gaze shifting to Xu Sanyan. The man radiated the greatest danger and possessed the highest cultivation level among them.
"Hahahaha, come on!" Yuan Anping roared with laughter. The ghost beast formed from black mist above his head instantly split into three, each charging to meet the trio's assault.
The black mist surrounding the ghost beast had visibly thinned, yet no one dared underestimate it.
Boom!
Luo Qingwei charged forward first, her phantom hand slamming fiercely into the ghost beast's sharp horn. Instantly, the faceless woman seemed to deflate, her form shrinking rapidly.
The ghost beast wasn't unscathed either. A massive surge of ghost energy was scattered by the faceless woman's strike, dissipating into the gloomy sky and further weakening the beast's form.
Pfft!
Luo Qingwei tilted her head back and spat out a mouthful of blood, the crimson liquid staining her long gown. She was sent flying backward at an even greater speed.
The gap in their power was simply too vast. Even with Luo Qingwei unleashing her full potential, it was futile.
It seemed that even in extreme rage, one couldn't accomplish the impossible.
At the same moment, Fang Qingge roared, "Go!"
Vast sword qi coalesced into a massive azure dragon in the sky. Its dark green eyes radiated a chilling aura as it lunged toward the pitch-black ghost beast.
Boom!
The sky erupted with a thunderous roar as the sword qi dragon opened its massive jaws to devour the ghost beast. The beast, in turn, raised its sharp horn, attempting to pierce the dragon's body.
The two clashed in mid-air, unleashing a series of earth-shattering explosions. The sword qi dragon shattered piece by piece as the ghost beast's horn pierced through its body.
The ghost beast fared no better. Vast amounts of ghost energy surged forth, mingling with the emerald light, staining the entire sky with their dual hues.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sword qi shattered, ghost energy dissipated, and after a brief stalemate, both forces simultaneously annihilated each other.
Fang Qingge forcefully suppressed the metallic tang rising in his throat, swallowing the surging blood with a gulp. He swiftly retrieved a porcelain bottle from his storage pouch, uncorked it, and tilted it to his lips, gulping down the elixirs as if they were free.
After this final strike, he had no strength left to fight.
Meanwhile, Xu Sanyan confronted the ghost beast. His great halberd, wreathed in scorching Crimson Mist, slashed down with savage force, carving a vivid red arc through the air. In an instant, it cleaved the ghost beast's single horn.
Swish!
The ear-splitting sound of tearing air pierced the battlefield. The ghost beast's entire skull split in two, black mist billowing from the severed halves as Crimson Mist clung to the wounds, rapidly corroding the flesh.
Yuan Anping's face darkened, his gaze fixed on the blood-red mist swirling around Xu Sanyan. He slowly spat out a few words:
"A heavenly earth treasure?!"
He sensed a distinct power within it—an irresistible, unyielding force.
He recognized it instantly: this was undoubtedly the power of the heavenly dao!
But how could this youth, with only a Soul Refinement cultivation level, wield the power of the heavenly dao?
There was only one explanation: he possessed a heavenly earth treasure!
Yuan Anping's eyes flashed with sudden brilliance. With a heavenly earth treasure, he might have a chance to comprehend the heavenly dao within it, perhaps even attempt a breakthrough to ghost king within the secret realm!
Heavenly earth treasures were derivatives of the heavenly dao, each containing a fragment of its fundamental laws.
"Hahahahahaha... Heaven is on my side!"
Yuan Anping threw his head back and roared with laughter, his gaze fixed greedily on Xu Sanyan. With the heavenly earth treasure in hand, he could then devise a plan to seize those two fruits...
The more he thought about it, the more exhilarated he became. Unable to contain himself any longer, he suddenly materialized before Xu Sanyan.
Behind him, a pitch-black ghost beast materialized as if emerging from the void, its claws slashing viciously at Xu Sanyan.
"Hand it over!"
(End of the Chapter)
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