Daqian Martial Saint

“What?” The gray-robed elder’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected Gu Qingchan to possess another Divine Weapon for protection in addition to her Profound Ice Divine Needle.

These pale blue Light Lotuses were both offensive and defensive. They could be used as a method of attack or form an indestructible barrier, firmly protecting Gu Qingchan.

Several Light Lotuses flew out and collided with the elder. As the light wavered, ice fragments scattered, and a wave of raw Ice Soul essence instantly condensed into a layer of frost on his palm.

POW!

A vicious glint flashed in the gray-robed elder’s eyes. With a surge of blood-red light, he completely shattered the frost on his palm.

The appearance of the Ice Lotus Treasure Lamp had utterly foiled his scheme and cost him the perfect moment to attack. Gu Qingchan was now on guard and protected by the lamp; a successful sneak attack was next to impossible.

SWISH! SWISH!…

The Profound Ice Divine Needle broke free from the blood-red ripples and raced back to her aid. The Divine Needle left silvery trails in its wake, weaving a deadly net in the air as it closed in on the gray-robed elder.

“Damn it!” the gray-robed elder cursed under his breath. Blood-red light flickered around him as his figure blurred and shifted once more.

‘This Gu Qingchan is perfectly balanced in offense, defense, and evasion, with no apparent weaknesses. And she has two Divine Weapons. It’s impossible for me to win with tricks anymore! To have any chance of victory, I have to face her head-on. This is going to be a bitter fight.’

…

SWOOSH!

A blade flash, gray-white tinged with a deep blue, streaked through the air. An Elder from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, at the Profound Light Realm, collapsed to the ground, his face a mask of terror and bitter reluctance.

‘Another one.’ Chen Ping’an, holding his Earth Crocodile Golden Flame Saber, calmly walked over to the corpse, bent down, and began to search it.

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect had been routed in the battle at Blood Flame Cave. He had joined the pursuit, and since then, no fewer than ten of the Ten Thousand Demons’ Remnants had fallen by his hand.

These remnants were using their knowledge of the terrain to their advantage. Even though they were on the run, killing them was no easy task. That was, however, true for others—not for Chen Ping’an.

With his current Martial Arts Realm and perception, dealing with them was as simple as one slash, one kill.

After searching the body, Chen Ping’an’s figure flickered as he continued to weave through the underground caverns, hunting for the Ten Thousand Demons’ Remnants. The Ten Thousand Demons Sub-Altar was filled with traps and secret locations; if one wasn’t thorough, finding the remnants hiding within would be a genuine challenge.

Hm!?

A flicker of Spiritual Light flashed in Chen Ping’an’s mind’s eye, and a strange look crossed his face.

‘Are Grandmasters fighting?’

Just a moment ago, he had sensed a powerful ripple of energy. Only a Grandmaster could cause a disturbance of that magnitude.

‘I should go take a look.’

A glint shone in Chen Ping’an’s eyes as he made his decision in an instant. His body flickered, and he shot toward the source of the energy fluctuations. He was incredibly fast and soon came upon a stone gate. By its design, the gate was meant to be exceptionally well-hidden. Now, however, it stood wide open, revealing the scene within. Chen Ping’an could faintly make out a pool of crimson—a Blood Pool—its surface roiling and surging violently.

Feeling the intense waves of power emanating from beyond the gate, Chen Ping’an didn’t hesitate. With a flash, he was inside.

Countless Divine Needles zipped through the air. A Treasure Lamp shone with crystalline light as pale blue Light Lotuses drifted through the chaos. A colossal, blood-red hand thrashed wildly, sending out ripples of crimson energy, while waves of blood surged like a furious tide…

“Is that…” Chen Ping’an froze, his gaze fixed on the peerlessly elegant woman in the distance. Clad in a palace gown, she looked like a Fairy who had descended to the mortal realm. ‘A Top Grandmaster!’

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