GBP Chapter 1864
Chapter 1864
The instant his consciousness connected with Qiu Zixian's primordial spirit, Xia Jiuyou instantly read her recent experiences—
From her encounter with Chen Xuan in Qilin City, to their entanglement under the moonlit Dongting Lake, and now to this desperate situation of being surrounded and killed… a blush suddenly rose on her cheeks, spreading from her ears to her chin. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, tinged with anger and something else that was hard to define:
"Hmph, you think you can just hand over everything after only a few meetings?"
"Sixteen celestial gods and immortals... they do think highly of you." Xia Jiuyou's tone turned cold, and his fingers unconsciously tightened.
"It seems you have to temporarily take over the clone's body, otherwise you won't survive this ordeal."
Deep within the divine mine, Qiu Zixian suddenly crouched down, clutching her head. Demonic mist churned chaotically around her as she let out a hoarse roar:
"Get out! Get out of my head! I'd rather die than have you interfere!"
Tears streamed down Qiu Zixian's cheeks, dripping onto the gravel, where they were instantly evaporated by the demonic energy—she would rather die than remain Xia Jiuyou's "puppet"!
Chen Xuan stood not far outside the formation, waiting for Xia Jiuyou's reaction before making his move.
Xia Jiuyou went to great lengths to cultivate a second primordial spirit and then severed its connection. He wouldn't abandon Qiu Zixian's life or death at a critical moment.
Seeing Qiu Zixian struggling in pain, with the mark between her brows flickering, his eyes instantly turned cold: "As expected, you really do have the means to possess her body."
The six-layered immortal-level array that trapped Qiu Zixian was nothing more than a fragile bubble in the eyes of Chen Xuan, who had comprehended the great Dao of array formations.
Seeing that Qiu Zixian was about to collapse, he no longer hesitated—his figure suddenly transformed into a golden phantom, and a sword finger with Qiankun patterns condensed at his fingertips. Five sword beams shot out like meteors, accurately striking the core array eyes of the six array diagrams!
"Crack! Click!"
A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as the blood-red array shattered like glass. The killing moves within the array instantly dissipated, and the blood-red torrent and the skeletal phantoms turned into specks of light, gradually annihilating.
In the blink of an eye, the great formation that had trapped Qiu Zixian completely collapsed!
Chen Xuan strode forward and pulled the still struggling Qiu Zixian into his arms—her body was as stiff as ice, and the demonic mist was swirling around her chaotically, clearly still fighting against Xia Jiuyou's consciousness.
But just as Chen Xuan embraced her, Qiu Zixian's body suddenly stiffened, her struggle abruptly stopped, and even the chaotic demonic mist gradually calmed down.
She slowly raised her head and reopened her eyes.
Those eyes were no longer Qiu Zixian's allure and vulnerability, but were filled with a cold sharpness, like a blade tempered with ice, sweeping over Chen Xuan with undisguised scrutiny.
Her voice had changed; it was no longer Qiu Zixian's gentle charm, but rather cold and clear like the clash of jade: "You are—Chen Xuan?"
“Xia Jiuyou?” Chen Xuan looked at Qiu Zixian, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and said in a cold tone.
"Since you have chosen to sever the connection and cause and effect of your primordial spirit, then Zi Xian is no longer your primordial spirit. I hope this secret technique of seizing consciousness is the last time you use it."
"Oh? You're teaching me how to do things?" Qiu Zixian's lips curled into a smile, her eyes full of scrutiny;
“Young man, I know you are talented, but you don’t need to waste your energy on her. Don’t get involved in other people’s affairs.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan sneered without denying it, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"Xia Jiuyou, you're welcome to try." A cold sword light flashed at Chen Xuan's fingertips, his eyes filled with determination, each word like a steel ball hitting a stone;
“After this, if you dare to use secret methods to seize Zi Xian’s soul again, the day we truly meet will be the day this face—the face that belongs only to Qiu Zi Xian—completely disappears.”
Upon hearing this, Xia Jiuyou, who was possessed, not only did not get angry, but instead curled up the corners of his lips and revealed a cold smile.
Ignoring the sixteen figures charging towards her from behind, she controlled Qiu Zixian's body to turn around, her robes sweeping across the rubble and raising a wisp of dust: "More than your arrogant words, I want to see how you get through this ordeal."
"Qiu Zixian is the key to my grand strategy, and I will protect her life and death." Her voice was full of the indifference of a superior, and when her eyes swept over Chen Xuan, they were filled with undisguised contempt. "As for you—you'd better pray for yourself."
As soon as she finished speaking, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and prepared to use Qiu Zixian's physical body to escape into the void rift, clearly intending to take Qiu Zixian away from this place.
"Trying to leave?" Chen Xuan wasn't about to give her the chance! He didn't even glance at the sixteen people rushing towards him. His fingertips suddenly formed a sword-like finger—an invisible force of heaven and earth surged out like a tide, instantly locking the void around Qiu Zixian!
Immediately afterwards, a water-fire lotus flower, three zhang in size, bloomed out of thin air. Half of its petals were as red as molten gold, and the other half were as blue as a cold pool. The edges of the petals were wrapped with fine Dao runes, which firmly trapped Qiu Zixian in the center.
"break!"
Xia Jiuyou turned her head, her eyes suddenly turning cold, and her fingertips also formed a sword finger – a light blue sword aura shot out like a meteor, piercing straight into the core of the water-fire lotus.
She had thought that the casually placed restriction would be easily destroyed, but when the sword energy struck the petals, the lotus gently twisted, dissipating all the force like flowing water, and the sword energy was instantly annihilated in the interwoven red and blue light.
"This lotus flower of the Water and Fire Dao, I can't even see through its power?" Xia Jiuyou's pupils suddenly contracted, and his tone was tinged with shock for the first time.
"You brat! How dare you disregard us like this! You're courting death!"
The sixteen cultivators behind him were already furious—they had come to surround and kill the witch, but Chen Xuan had treated them like air!
The elder of the Divine Banner Sect was the first to attack. With a wave of his Soul Banner, countless ghostly figures roared and pounced on Chen Xuan. The pressure of a first-class Heavenly God descended from his body like Mount Tai.
The other cultivators also unleashed their magical treasures, and the flashing swords, demonic energy, and monster power intertwined to form a killing net that swept towards Chen Xuan.
"Demons and monsters should be annihilated together!" roared the burly demon man in animal skin, smashing his bone club into the void and creating sonic booms.
Chen Xuan finally turned his head, his eyes full of contempt, as if looking at a group of clowns: "Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"
"Yin and Yang revolve, Lotus Sword Realm! Kill—"
He let out a low shout, and his body suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!
Countless water and fire lotuses, identical to those that had trapped Qiu Zixian, bloomed from the void, densely covering the entire depths of the divine mine—
Each lotus flower is based on the power of the Taiyin and Taiyang Dao, with the water and fire Dao as its petals. When the petals tremble, the power it emits is almost at the level of a true immortal!
This was his ultimate sword technique, which he had truly mastered after being tempered in the Chaos God Nest. Now, he was unleashing it not only to slay his enemy but also to openly intimidate Xia Jiuyou.
"What...what kind of swordsmanship is this?!"
The sixteen cultivators' expressions changed drastically, but the killing move had already been unleashed and there was no time to retract it.
The first celestial being to rush in had his protective magic weapon shatter into dust with a "crack" the moment it touched a lotus flower. The petals swept across his body, instantly turning him into a cloud of blood mist, before he could even let out a scream.
For cultivators specializing in Qi cultivation, their spiritual energy shields were as fragile as paper before the lotus, swallowed up in the blink of an eye, leaving only desperate wails echoing through the mine.
Only a few physically powerful gods could barely hold on with their protective supernatural powers—their divine bodies were covered in bloodstains, their scales or armor were torn to shreds by flower petals, and their eyes had long lost their initial arrogance, leaving only deep fear.
"Young friend! I was wrong! Please spare my life!" The old man from the Divine Banner Sect was covered in blood, and his Soul Banner had long been torn to shreds by the lotus. He knelt on the ground with a thud, his forehead pressed against the broken stones, his voice filled with fear.