Xuan Lan Is Dead!

"Fine... I agree... No!!!! How dare you!!!!" A furious roar tore through the clouds!! No one had noticed when Xuan Zhèn appeared beside Li Guanqi. As a solitary ice flower drifted down, it suddenly warped and resolved into Xuan Zhèn's figure. Meng Wanshu's expression shifted. Shoving Li Guanqi back, she reached out toward Xuan Lan, who remained sealed within the lightning pillar. Madness gleamed within Xuan Zhèn's frenzied, triangular eyes. With a violent sweep of his hand, he shattered the lightning pillar that imprisoned Xuan Ji, while layer upon layer of ice walls encased Xuan Lan. In that same breath, Xuan Zhèn's sword slashed brutally toward Xuan Lan!! Boom!!! The howling blizzard surged violently as a terrifying beam of blue sword light, bearing a torrent of sword intent, detonated in an instant. Boom! Crack, crack, crash!!! Li Guanqi's face changed dramatically. Xuan Zhèn was burning his bridges—by killing Xuan Lan, he was completely severing Xuan Zhen's reservations! What ruthless methods!! Li Guanqi roared, "Pengluo!! Help!!" Whoosh!! Pengluo had barely burrowed out of space before it was instantly frozen solid. It had just broken through and had yet to stabilize its realm. Facing Xuan Zhèn, who was in the late Mahayana realm, it had no power to resist. Shattering the layer of ice, the sword light had already flashed past!! Countless shards of ice mingled with shredded flesh rained down from the sky. Xuan Lan was dead. Before his divine soul even had a chance to flee, it was shredded to pieces within the sword qi. Meanwhile, Xuan Ji had been rescued by Xuan Zhèn. Swallowing a pill, her aura was now rapidly recovering. The terrifying force blasted Li Guanqi and his companions back several hundred zhang, their expressions darkening. Li Guanqi's heart sank inch by inch. He knew that after this... it would be nearly impossible to leave... Boom!!!! Sure enough! His eyes bloodshot with rage, Xuan Zhen instantly sealed the void within a hundred li with an overwhelmingly powerful spatial pressure!! A hundred-li domain—unless Xuan Zhen died, no one was getting out! Li Guanqi's eyes flickered. If both men targeted them at the same time, their situation would become dire! Without a second thought, Li Guanqi turned to Meng Wanshu and spoke rapidly: "Give me a bit of the inheritance—whatever technique they care about most!!" Meng Wanshu nodded. Closing her eyes, an ice-blue speck of spiritual light drifted out from between her brows. The orb of light was only the size of a thumb, yet the power contained within was immense. The moment it appeared, the void around it froze completely solid. Li Guanqi murmured under his breath, "Spirit Absolution!" In an instant, red threads wrapped around it, and Li Guanqi grasped it in his hand. "Xuan Zhèn, kill Xuan Zhen and I'll give you the inheritance!!" Xuan Zhèn froze momentarily at those words. Licking his lips, he glanced toward Xuan Zhen in the distance. The three factions formed a triangle, keeping each other in check. "Fine. But only if you give it to me first!" Xuan Zhèn kept his head lowered, strands of hair obscuring most of his face so that his eyes were unreadable. Li Guanqi asked rapidly, "Pengluo, how much more time do you need?!" "Master, he's too strong, and he did this deliberately to stop anyone from escaping! I need at least the time it takes an incense stick to burn!" Pengluo's anxious, hurried voice rang out in their ears. Right then, Meng Wanshu walked slowly to Li Guanqi's side and said softly, "It's fine. It's just the burn of an incense stick." Buzz!! A terrifying pressure burst forth. Only now did Li Guanqi realize that Meng Wanshu's demeanor had grown even colder and more ethereal. The power she revealed was not in the least inferior to his own. Li Guanqi shrugged. His grip on his sword tightened slightly, and his voice was calm as he said, "Then let's do this!!" Hearing this, Dugu Chongming burst into hearty laughter. Sweeping his broad saber, which hummed softly, he shouted, "Splendid courage, young friend!! Today, I, Dugu Chongming, shall risk my life alongside you gentlemen!" Gao Hua and An Xing both remained silent, the gravity in their eyes evident. There were nine Mahayana realm cultivators present on the field, including peak figures like Xuan Ji. Not only did the other side outnumber them by more than two to one, but there were also two late Mahayana realm cultivators... "Tsk, staying alive... is going to be tough..." Yet right at that moment, radish slices as thin as cicada wings appeared before each of them. Pengluo's voice sounded in their ears. "With me around, dying is going to be pretty tough too." As soon as the words fell, Li Guanqi's voice echoed through their minds: "Remember, do not get bogged down in fighting. Stall for time, and when the moment comes, I will take you all out!" Meng Wanshu looked at Li Guanqi, who had changed so much, her beautiful eyes brimming with heartache. Just as Li Guanqi felt about her, seeing him now gave her an unfamiliar feeling as well. Meng Wanshu took a step forward and said softly, "Leave Xuan Zhen to me." Li Guanqi nodded. Though the enraged Xuan Zhen had sustained some injuries, Meng Wanshu was likely the only one capable of holding him off. As for the inheritance in his hand... With a flick of his hand, Li Guanqi tossed it directly to Xuan Zhèn!! "Catch!" Incredulity flooded Xuan Zhèn's eyes, his brows furrowing tight. Catching the ball of light, he immediately discovered the seal placed upon it. However, that didn't matter to him—a mere seal could surely be broken eventually. Snatching the inheritance, the man grabbed Xuan Ji, ready to leave. Yet Li Guanqi sneered, turning toward Xuan Zhen with a mocking laugh. "You're not really going to let the man who murdered your son just walk away, are you?" Xuan Zhen's bloodshot eyes bored into Li Guanqi, yet he still lunged in pursuit of Xuan Zhèn!! When all was said and done, his son had been slaughtered by Xuan Zhèn to burn his bridges. Now that his son was dead and the inheritance was in Xuan Zhèn's hands, Li Guanqi was no longer the priority. Yet just as Xuan Zhen spun around, heaven and earth seemed to invert as a terrifying wave of frost swept across the world. The moment the tempest cleared, Xuan Zhèn, Meng Wanshu, and Xuan Zhen had all vanished from Li Guanqi's sight. Li Guanqi's face darkened slightly. It seemed Xuan Zhen's ambitions were not small! This hypocrite claimed he only wanted the Bingqi Divine Art's inheritance, but now it was clear he was plotting something far greater! Li Guanqi took a deep breath. Currently, the experts of both the Northern and Southern factions were glaring warily at one another, neither side daring to make a move. Suddenly, a biting sword ray came flying toward him. Li Guanqi frowned, twisting aside in the nick of time. Yet the piercing cold nearly gave him frostbite. Li Guanqi ignored the madwoman rushing toward him from the distance. She was nothing more than an arrogant, lunatic woman. In truth, he was still worried about Meng Wanshu. Yet she did not see it that way. Xuan Ji's humiliation had reached its absolute peak. She had considered herself the Empress of Beiming for so long, and from start to finish had believed the Bingqi inheritance was rightfully hers. "It's all because of her!! It's all because of that wretched bitch!!!" When Li Guanqi caught the venomous malice festering in the woman's eyes, his motion to tear open space paused slightly. Moving even before Dugu Chongming could, he vanished on the spot. Thud!!!! Terrifying shockwaves exploded midair as space collapsed, and a slender silhouette was blasted backward at blinding speed. Boom!! Crack, crunch!! Li Guanqi kicked the woman more than a thousand zhang away. Expressionless, an icy killing intent flickered in his eyes. Leveling his sword at the blood-stained woman in the distance, he said coldly: "Those who looked at me with the look you have in your eyes right now..." "...are all dead."