"Interesting, truly interesting. This divine ability of yours actually surpasses my Grand Law of Profane Seizure and Godly Usurpation!"

Dao Xuan's tone instantly shifted. "It's just a shame, your cultivation is inferior, your strength lacking—still a world of difference. Even if you managed to condense immortal power this early, so what? Give you a few more decades, and perhaps I, Dao Xuan, would have to tread carefully around you! But for now—"

Another sword swept over, and this time, Zong Shou found it utterly unavoidable.

Every meridian in his body was nearly shattered, his internal Qi and blood churning violently.

Although his mind remained calm throughout, Zong Shou felt a deep-seated sense of helplessness and weakness welling up from the very core of his being.

This was the most formidable opponent he had faced since his rebirth, and the most perilous situation.

Though he still possessed means of counterattack—two Death-Life Epiphyllums, and a forming Immortal-Slaying Saber Qi—all nearing the Thirteenth Rank Supreme level, unafraid of Dao Xuan's Grand Law of Profane Seizure and Godly Usurpation.

And then there was the Zhouji Mingshi Shu (Book of Extreme Cosmic Destiny), which could be used for at least a quarter-hour against an expert of this intermediate caliber.

But if he used them now, he would only prolong his struggle slightly, unable to alter the final outcome.

Using them at this juncture would be trading a minor gain for a massive loss, akin to drinking poison to quench thirst—

This time, Zong Shou would most likely perish at this man's hands!

He even hesitated to use the Shunkong Daozhong (Instantaneous Void Dao Seed), fearing it would be stolen by his foe.

However, Dao Xuan’s sword unexpectedly stabbed into empty air. The sword's tip deviated by several li from Zong Shou’s body.

It was this mere difference of a few li that allowed Zong Shou to smoothly shift his form several hundred zhang away, regaining a sliver of distance.

Zong Shou felt a slight confusion, and Dao Xuan too froze, his eyes clouded with incomprehension.

But instantly, understanding dawned.

"Seven Emotions Secret Method of the Primordial Demon? Damn woman! How dare she try to cloud my mind—"

With a casual grab to the side, he forcibly seized Su Xiaoxiao by the neck, hoisting her body up several times.

Just as he was about to crush her with one hand, the voice of the Demonic Lotus sounded from behind him: "Demon Lord, this woman is still of use to Lord Primordial Demon! I implore Demon Lord to show mercy!"

The Dao Xuan Demon Lord responded with a cold sneer, which only intensified his desire to kill. His gaze then flickered towards Zong Shou: "This is your woman? Quite spirited, she must be madly in love with you, correct? She’s quite beautiful, and still a virgin, too."

Speaking thus, he caressed Su Xiaoxiao's face, a fiendish, seductive smile spreading across Dao Xuan’s features. "A pity, you won't enjoy her! I, Dao Xuan, have been absent from carnal pleasures for six thousand years. I won't miss the taste of flesh. Once you are dead, I will make her willingly fall for me, submitting beneath this Sovereign—"

A surge of force vibrated through her, causing blood to erupt from every pore of Su Xiaoxiao. This single strike pulverized all the bones and every spiritual meridian in her body.

At that moment, a humming sound echoed in the sky once more.

It was Su Chuxue, tossing that Blood Moon Saber to the side and sending it floating toward Lin Xuanxuan.

The latter grasped it, then drifted over like an ethereal immortal, bringing the blade down in a strike.

Where the bloody saber light landed, everything dissolved into chaos!

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