That there truly existed an immortal powerhouse in this world! The supreme sharpness, honed multiple times by the Blood of Yan Huang, proved utterly incapable of breaching his physical defense!

And this body, at best, was a vessel Zhan Lunhui had seized through body-snatching—it wasn't his original form! If he were to fully recover his power to its peak, what terrifying level would he reach then!

This time, the victory was only achieved because he was overly flustered and desperate to flee after initiating the conflict, catching him completely off guard with a sudden interception. Moreover, achieving the final triumph required the entire Tian Sheng Palace contingent to assist with all their might, disregarding life and cost!

Not to mention the life-risking assists from Gu Han and several others! And even within the Hongjun Pagoda, I had the tenacious support of Mei Xueyan!

Yet, a man like Zhan Lunhui would risk destroying countless lives across the Xuanxuan Continent for the Zhan family’s hegemony! Such an ambitious villain, if allowed to live, would undoubtedly be a massive scourge upon the world!

If this person truly set himself against the Xie Jun Fu, I fear that for the entirety of the Xie Jun Fu, no one besides myself could escape his pursuit! Even the volcano couldn't kill him!

And he actually managed to resurface! This is utterly terrifying!

Now, the Xie Jun Fu has completely alienated the Zhan family, and Zhan Lunhui, this overwhelmingly powerful existence, has undoubtedly become a pivotal factor capable of influencing the ultimate outcome for both sides! After witnessing Zhan Lunhui’s terrifying strength, Jun Mo Xie confirmed one certainty: if Zhan Lunhui lives, he will never know peace!

Now that he has suffered grievous injuries, his spirit on the verge of annihilation! This is a heaven-sent opportunity!

Strike him while he is down! With a sudden, swift rush, he burst through the crater, charging toward the spot where Zhan Lunhui had fallen moments before.

Below, there was nothing but an ocean of magma! It was the central zone where the six volcanoes had erupted!

This area was originally a basin, but it was now completely filled with lava! Jun Mo Xie searched around the volatile volcanoes for a long time before finally locating the corpse of Zhan Lunhui amidst the flow!

Why could he be certain that the body he found belonged to Zhan Lunhui? This sudden catastrophe had already killed tens of thousands of people.

The reason was simple: countless skeletons would naturally be submerged by the volcanic lava, but within this vast sea of magma, this was the only remnant body skeleton left intact! Only a super-pervert like Zhan Lunhui, an old monster who had defied death for ten thousand years, could have his skeletal remains temporarily resist the searing assault of the magma after his primordial spirit departed!

At the very least, they held out long enough for Jun Mo Xie to find them... Upon locating the remains, Jun Mo Xie did not delay.

He drove the Blood of Yan Huang directly into the magma-encased bones with his sword. The Blood of Yan Huang let out a mournful, dispirited sword cry as it recoiled slightly.

Jun Mo Xie sighed. Although the body was correct, the primordial spirit and soul were gone; this corpse was nothing more than an empty shell!

Even if discarded, it would only stink up a patch of ground, serving no other purpose! Zhan Lunhui—no, it should be said, Zhan Kuang’s primordial spirit and soul had long since fled.

Once gone, he would be exponentially harder to track! No one would know which person’s body the old monster Zhan Kuang might have forcibly driven his soul into!

After a Saint Emperor perishes, their essence might spawn a Spirit Seed; upon the demise of a Saint Venerable, their soul sharpens into a Saint Infant. Neither of these forms can directly possess another body; they can only choose to inhabit a newborn infant.

But Zhan Lunhui’s super-soul, which surpassed the existing tiers of existence in this world, had transcended these limits, allowing for direct body-snatching! Furthermore, this soul could retain considerable combat strength, and with just a little time, his power would grow significantly!

In the cultivation world, such a phenomenon was termed a ‘Loose Immortal,’ and if the body he possessed had decent inherent talent, he would even have the chance to stage a comeback and return to the pinnacle! Jun Mo Xie let out a long sigh.

To have such a confluence of fortunate coincidence, such a heaven-sent chance, such a favorable situation, and still fail to utterly eliminate this most terrifying adversary was a great pity. However, what was done was done, and there was no point in dwelling on it.

With a thought, he vanished into the boundless sea of magma. The surviving experts from the three Great Holy Lands exchanged glances, caught between immense elation and deep concern.

Elated because: such an almost unparalleled, invincible foe as Zhan Lunhui was truly dead. Worried because: the three Holy Lands were now nearly annihilated; how were they to face the Battle for the Heavens now?

In fact, the Battle for the Heavens seemed meaningless, as Tianzhu Mountain had already collapsed. With the natural defenses gone, the Alien Races could flood the Xuanxuan Continent.

Given the nature of the Alien Races, could anyone possibly hope they would honor the agreement and fight the Battle for the Heavens? Would everyone truly become villains for all eternity?

After the brief joy of defeating their powerful enemy, everyone stared blankly at the volcanoes still spewing tongues of fire in every direction, their minds in utter chaos. Just then, a figure flickered into view before them.

A young man in white robes drifted gracefully before the group. Qu Wuhui’s gaze sharpened instantly: “Jun Mo Xie?” The others immediately recognized the audacious youth who had nearly clashed with them back at Tian Sheng Mountain.

“Your memories serve you well,” Jun Mo Xie praised shamelessly, his expression then turning serious. “Can someone please tell me what exactly happened here?

How did Tianzhu Mountain end up looking like this?” As he spoke, he gestured toward the surrounding volcanoes. “It’s all that damnable bastard Zhan Lunhui’s fault,” Cheng Yinxiao sighed, then suddenly rolled his eyes.

“Sir arrived quite conveniently. We just finished our great battle with Zhan Lunhui, and you emerge right afterward.

Were you observing from the sidelines? Was the fight spectacular?” Hearing Cheng Yinxiao’s words, everyone’s expressions soured.

Everyone knew precisely how perilous the previous battle had been. Jun Mo Xie’s arrival at such a precise moment clearly couldn't have been accidental.

That battle had been earth-shattering; even if Jun Mo Xie had genuinely been en route, he would have certainly rushed to the scene upon sensing such immense power to ascertain the situation, making a late arrival impossible! Did this brat really sit back and watch the tigers fight, hoping both sides would deplete their strength so he could reap the scavenger’s profit?

Jun Mo Xie curled his lip and snorted, “Observing? Spectacular?

I would have loved to observe, but the show you put on was not the least bit entertaining, so I had no choice but to join the fray myself. If it weren't for my own magnificent performance, none of you—let alone leaving Zhan Lunhui behind—would likely have escaped being buried in that volcano.” With a cold laugh, Jun Mo Xie flicked his wrist.

A formidable, long sword gleamed, its cold flames flickering, appearing in his hand. As soon as this sword manifested, an air of arrogant disdain and utter dismissal suffused the world.

It seemed that before this one blade, all masters under heaven appeared as small as ants! That was the Yu Xu Divine Blade, as demonic and ethereal as a weapon could be!

It was the sword that had been the main attacking force against Zhan Lunhui earlier! It was the Yu Xu Divine Blade that, through the sheer power of one sword strike, had forced Zhan Lunhui back, driving him step by step into the volcano!

Immediately after, Jun Mo Xie flipped his left hand, and another chilling black blade appeared in his grasp, blinking with a faint, cold light, as if a lingering spirit was sighing softly—it was the Nine Nether Cold Blade... “Could it be, could it be that the one who fought Zhan Lunhui moments ago wasn't the Ninth Nether Fourteen Young Masters, but you, Jun Mo Xie?” The crowd cried out in unison, their faces alternating between red and white in disbelief!

It turned out the man before them was the true powerhouse behind the entire engagement, the key figure who had killed Zhan Lunhui! And they, having contributed little effort, were now unfairly questioning the main contributor about coldly standing by...

this was quite a massive misunderstanding! For a moment, all the experts present were deeply ashamed; they weren't Mo Wudao, they didn't have such thick skin.

“Never mind, let’s not dwell on these pointless matters. Let’s talk downstairs,” At this critical juncture, Jun Mo Xie did not press the issue, saying lightly.

After such a prolonged chase, although everyone possessed supreme strength, they were all exhausted, especially their mental fortitude, which was depleted to the point of collapse. More importantly, this location was decidedly unsuitable for discussion.

At Jun Mo Xie’s suggestion, they all moved swiftly, clearing several hundred miles away from the volcanic eruption zone. Although the area several hundred miles out was still scorching hot, it was no longer an unbearable burden for those of their strength.

The dozens of surviving masters from Tian Sheng Palace all wore profoundly grim expressions. They looked at each other, suddenly unsure of how to begin speaking.

With a sigh, Gu Han, who was barely clinging to life, forced himself to stand up. After two sharp gasps, he said miserably, “Lord of the Jun Manor, you have surely seen the situation clearly now.

The circumstances are dire. I will omit any flowery words of gratitude.

I will simply relay what you are most interested in knowing, briefly.” Jun Mo Xie nodded, then saw a figure flash—Mei Xueyan suddenly appeared before everyone. The crowd was once again startled.

They had already struggled to understand how the Lord of Evil managed to participate in the battle while invisible, and how he revealed himself. Now, seeing Mei Xueyan, the former Lord of Heavenly Punishment, also appear with such uncanny suddenness!

But everyone understood that this was not the time for shock; they could only forcefully suppress their astonishment. Still, the bewilderment in their eyes was obvious.

Mei Xueyan had remained invisible within the Hongjun Pagoda world throughout the entire event. While she had some grasp of external affairs, it wasn't entirely accurate.

Seeing the tragic state of the group firsthand, though somewhat mentally prepared, she was still taken aback. However, under a meaningful glance from Jun Mo Xie, she managed to compose herself.

Behind everyone else, Qiao Ying stood silently, her eyes vacant, her beautiful face pale and drawn. Only when she first saw Jun Mo Xie did her eyes momentarily flash with a spark of light, regaining a sliver of luster, before dimming again immediately.

For over a thousand years, Qiao Ying had managed all the spiritual herbs, roots, and sprouts of Tian Sheng Palace, including the Exquisite Lotus. It could be said that these rare plants were the sole anchors for Qiao Ying’s entire spiritual being.

But now, in this moment, all the spiritual assets were utterly destroyed, almost obliterating the entirety of Qiao Ying’s spiritual sustenance from the past millennium! In Qiao Ying’s heart now resided only endless desolation, with no sense of belonging whatsoever.

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