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BOOM—

A violent explosion sounded, mixed with an omnipresent and lingering Evil Qi.

Danzhu Gorge, this treasured land, looked no different from the outside, seemingly still as mysterious and tranquil as ever.

But if one delved deeper, they could discover its profound mysteries.

Beneath a shroud of misty, blood-red light, terrifying fluctuations were occurring. It seed a re casual movent could shift the overarching montum of Heaven and Earth.

"Eastern Emperor, die."

A masked man, his body wreathed in black Evil Qi, curved the corners of his mouth into a cold smile.

The continuous battles had already left him utterly exhausted, but his blood-red pupils unabashedly revealed an almost bloodthirsty obsession.

"Beneath this Blood Refining Array, no one can save you!"

...

Ji Nanjue wiped the trace of blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes cautiously watching the crimson Evil Qi that nearly pierced her heart from above.

With a hint of wariness, she stretched out her hand in a grasping motion. In an instant, an icicle ford entirely of frigid air appeared in her hand.

Faced with this sudden onslaught from the attackers, Ji Nanjue, apart from her initial shock, maintained a calm deanor, neither alard nor angered.

The reason she could maintain such composure, apart from her own profound foundation in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, was largely due to her many experiences.

She herself was not like Dan Wulan or Dan Wuque, sisters who were youthful prodigies, dazzling and astonishing at an early age. In her early years, she could be described as obscure.

The Imperial Palace... a place of deep-seated hatred and blood feuds.

She was more like an accessory to her nurous imperial brothers and sisters.

Had it not been for eting Key Smoke, rely surviving would have been a luxury, as the Supre Yin Cold Poison from her Supre Yin Body constantly plagued her.

The greatest agony in the world is the Supre Yin Cold Poison. Calling it a "cold poison" might not be the most fitting description; it felt more like a brutal, primal form of Spiritual Energy, born between Heaven and Earth.

This kind of Spiritual Energy cannot be refined into the Dantian by cultivators like ordinary Spiritual Energy.

Unless through special ans, for example, the Extre Fire Golden Pill she had consud, which was refined from the essence of supre yang...

She rely gazed passively at the Evil Qi assaulting her from all directions, while her peripheral vision scanned the surroundings, attempting to find a flaw in the Blood Refining Array.

"Snow Condense, Flowers Fall for a Thousand Miles!"

With a swing of the icicle in her hand, snow instantly filled the air, freezing the world around her.

Beneath the mantle of frost, a phoenix of ice rose from the ground, ice flowers blooming wherever it passed.

Each flower was intensely frigid, embodying the world’s ultimate yin-cold.

The Montum of Heaven and Earth! This power, unique to Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators, even when their cultivation was suppressed to the Dao Integration stage, was absolutely not sothing ordinary Dao Integration Cultivators could contend with!

Terrifying Spiritual Energy flared around her, resisting the nearly hundred strands of Evil Qi.

PFFT—

Ji Nanjue’s face flushed crimson, then paled in an instant.

As she staggered backward, a mouthful of fresh blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

But before it could even fall, it had already turned into crystalline blood beads that shattered!

Her chest grew increasingly taut. Without the Immortal Fate Pill, the changes within her body beca even more pronounced.

She could even feel the bindings around her chest straining, about to co undone.

However, it was clear these attackers had not noticed the subtle changes occurring to her.

Her features were already sowhat androgynous; this change rely softened her jawline, making it appear slightly more feminine.

Her phoenix eyes gazed indifferently at everything before her.

The sun finally sank completely below the horizon, and twilight deepened.

Ji Nanjue knew that if she continued to be worn down like this, even with the might of the Montum of Heaven and Earth and her Tribulation-Crossing Stage cultivation, she would definitely be exhausted to death.

She had already roughly discerned the plans of these attackers.

Facing another bombardnt of roiling Evil Qi, Ji Nanjue took a deep breath and waved her slender hand.

The frigid qi within her surged uncontrollably, spreading across heaven and earth, causing ice pillars to erupt from the ground.

Frost gathered on Ji Nanjue’s eyelashes, her eyes reflecting a disdainful pride, as her ink-black hair gradually transitioned to an icy blue.

"Who would have thought! The mighty Eastern Emperor actually possesses a Supre Yin Body!"

"Heh, no wonder you look like a woman!"

...

A sneer touched the lips of one of the attackers behind her. He clapped his hands together, and a cloud of black smoke the size of a small mountain instantly enveloped the sky above.

WHOOSH!

A black beam of light shot out, a terrible stench of death emanating from it. The eyes within the deep sockets of the masked man flickered with a sinister light.

In her clashes with these attackers, Ji Nanjue vaguely sensed their aura. It didn’t feel like that of living beings, yet she could detect their powerful heartbeats.

How bizarre!

Black mist billowed through the sky as a scarlet pillar of light locked directly onto Ji Nanjue.

At that mont, the life force of every living being within tens of li began to dissipate at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, as if being annihilated. Ji Nanjue understood: This is their domain, their montum.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

BOOM!

Another terrifying collision!

Icy coldness and black Evil Qi smashed into each other fiercely. At that mont, the entire world seed to tremble violently.

The icicle and the vast expanse of blood-red and black miasma swept out wildly. Surrounding mountain peaks were instantly razed upon contact—a destructive power that was truly heaven-shattering and earth-shattering.

CLANG!

A gigantic hand ford of darkness suddenly materialized and slamd heavily into Ji Nanjue, a loud noise reverberating.

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