I Was Born with the Ability to Love, So You Are My White Moonlight!

A great battle drew to a close in a thoroughly bizarre, farcical fashion. This time, Guiyu Heaven had truly suffered a double loss, throwing the helve after the hatchet. Not only had their ambush on Hei Jian failed, but the Black Demon Ancestral Blood had vanished into thin air. Even the Root Demon Blood had been snatched away. Once that mysterious blood-armored figure disappeared into the void of Heaven Beyond Heaven, the battle ground to an abrupt halt. With nothing left to fight for, continuing the clash was utterly pointless. When Hei Jian and Ancestor Ziyuan returned to Demon Pass, explosive news swept through the Black Demon Abyss. "Yinhun Heaven... betrayed the Black Demon Abyss?" "Yinhun Heaven announced their defection?" "The heavens... are about to change!" The news provoked a massive uproar and endless turmoil. Shaken by this upheaval, numerous skirmishes broke out within Demon Pass, leaving many cultivators dead in the ensuing chaos. Yet, in stark contrast to the unrest in Demon Pass, Ghost Pass was eerily silent. Inside the towering grand hall, looking up gave the impression of gazing into a boundless starry expanse, studded with countless twinkling stars, where a deep and resplendent celestial river flowed. Heavenly Venerable Guizui and Heavenly Venerable Guiyuan wore expressions of terrifying gloom. "That Emissary of the Human Sovereign Palace... is courting death!" The primary reason their grand scheme had fallen apart was the sudden intervention of this Human Sovereign Palace Emissary. "Why did the Root Demon Blood fly straight toward him?!" "And why was the Banner Lord's ultimate principle killing technique useless against him?!" These two questions plagued the minds of Guizui and Guiyuan, leaving them completely baffled. The Root Demon Blood was an unfathomable anomaly born from the Root Demon Tribulation. It possessed no conscious mind of its own and was an object of supreme misfortune and terror. Yet when the Fifth Ancestor unleashed it against Hei Jian, the blood had actually executed a sharp about-face and flown straight to the Human Sovereign Palace Emissary. "Could that Root Demon Blood be his damn son?!" Heavenly Venerable Guizui fumed. "He must possess a supreme treasure that altered the path of the Root Demon Blood, allowing him to claim it for himself," Heavenly Venerable Guiyuan said, an expression of wary dread flitting across his face. "Now that the Root Demon Blood is in his hands, we must proceed with absolute caution!" another Great Ultimate Principle powerhouse chimed in, plainly terrified of the Root Demon Blood. "Hmph! He doesn't possess the Banner Lord's ultimate principle killing technique. Even with the Root Demon Blood, he cannot harm us! If not for his elusive, slippery tricks, this old man would have squashed him with a single palm!" Bringing up the Human Sovereign Palace Emissary infuriated Heavenly Venerable Guizui to no end. Against a mere alternative Yang God, Guizui could have crushed him like a bug. Had the emissary dared to clash head-on, there would have been no chance of survival. Unfortunately, the trick the brat used to vanish into thin air remained completely beyond Guizui's comprehension. "He even evaded the Banner Lord's ultimate principle killing technique. He is clearly far from simple. With the Linya Molt at hand, his sudden appearance targeting our Guiyu Heaven cannot be overlooked!" a Great Ultimate Principle remarked, his gaze dark and profound. "Hmph! He's just like a fly, buzzing around endlessly and grating on my nerves!" Frustrated that he hadn't managed to capture the emissary, Heavenly Venerable Guizui seethed with agitation. As the words left his mouth, a sudden glyph for "Guilt" appeared on the heads of countless flies buzzing across Ghost Pass, instantly obliterating them. Even cultivators in Guiyu Heaven who possessed traces of fly bloodlines found the character for "Guilt" branded upon their foreheads, dropping dead on the spot. When a Great Ultimate Principle flew into a rage, corpses littered ten thousand li. A wave of panic rippled through Ghost Pass, though the other Great Ultimate Principles were long accustomed to such displays. "Why vex yourself over a fly? While the Human Sovereign Palace Emissary's methods are peculiar, his actual strength is negligible—at best, he might threaten a Lesser Ultimate Principle. For now, let the Yang God Heavenly Venerables in Ghost Pass exercise caution. If they cross paths with him, do not engage; retreat immediately," a Great Ultimate Principle declared, his voice booming like rolling thunder. The ordinary Yang God Heavenly Venerables below nodded in succession, none of them truly taking the Human Sovereign Palace Emissary to heart. With so many Yang God Heavenly Venerables gathered in Ghost Pass, how could a lone emissary stir up any real waves? He barked loud and dared covet their Ten Thousand Soul Banners, which was nothing short of seeking his own doom. Had he not run so quickly, they could have slain him with effortless ease! Just then, a voice rang out, laden with scorching heatwaves. "Did dimensional locks, the Sky-Severing Grand Array, and even the Banner Lord's ultimate principle killing technique all prove useless against him?" The speaker was a Yang God Heavenly Venerable from Taihuang Palace. "Useless!" Heavenly Venerable Guizui nodded. In the battlefield of Heaven Beyond Heaven, they had laid out all manner of spatial lockdown methods, including grand arrays. Yet, even when struck by the Banner Lord's ultimate principle killing technique, the man had slipped away effortlessly. "It seems there is currently no method to trap him," the Yang God from Taihuang Palace remarked before smiling faintly. "Before long, the Palace Master will inspect the heavens. Once that happens, he will have nowhere left to hide, and you may execute him at your leisure!" In their eyes, the emissary possessed meager strength and merely relied on being slippery. If his hiding place was dragged into broad daylight, survival would be impossible. Reassured by these words, the Yang God Heavenly Venerables of Guiyu Heaven relaxed. Then, recalling something, Heavenly Venerable Guizui sent a secret transmission: "May I inquire of the Envoy, aside from the Fifth Ancestor... who else is a traitor within the Black Demon Abyss?" Though the speaker was not a Great Ultimate Principle, Guizui maintained an attitude of utmost respect, addressing him as Envoy. After all, Taihuang Palace presided over the Linya Molt. Should they offend Taihuang Palace, the palace possessed countless means to trigger their Root Demon Tribulations prematurely. The Yang God from Taihuang Palace hooded his gaze and shook his head. "I do not know either." *** Meanwhile, within a wondrous land. Qi Yuan was in high spirits. "I made a killing this time!" "So much Black Demon Ancestral Blood—a full two thousand drops..." "Wait, wasn't it supposed to be ten thousand drops?" "Useless trash Guiyu Heaven! Embezzling my Black Demon Ancestral Blood, pocketing eight thousand drops! Do they have any humanity left?!" Qi Yuan grew thoroughly incensed. Had there been ten thousand drops of ancestral blood, he could have cultivated the Ancestral Blood Art to the fourteenth layer within a single year. Now, he could only push it to the thirteenth layer. "Sure enough, the more you understand a villain, the more you uncover their wickedness. What you knew before was merely the tip of the iceberg. "At first, I thought they had merely abducted my family's Human Sovereign Banners. But now... they actually withheld my hard-earned Black Demon Ancestral Blood! "Utterly unforgivable! "Guilty on both counts! Even if they are my white moonlight, I must place righteousness above personal affection and purge them!" Qi Yuan had made up his mind. Once his Ancestral Blood Art reached the thirteenth layer, he would proceed with his grand plan. At the twelfth layer, he was still too weak. If he snuck into Ghost Pass, he would be discovered immediately, forcing him to flee before he could even pass judgment on the thieves. However, reaching the thirteenth layer would change everything. By then, his Myriad Dao Martial God cultivation would rival that of a Great Ultimate Principle. He could slip into Ghost Pass, covertly judge the thieves, and reclaim the Human Sovereign Banners. Even if discovered, he could stroll away with ease. Qi Yuan was always a man of meticulous planning, strictly following his plan to do whatever he pleased. With that in mind, Qi Yuan turned his gaze to the Root Demon Blood. [Root Demon Blood, born within the Root Demon Tribulation, tied to the unique entity Root Demon Ancestor.] "Root Demon Ancestor?" Seeing that term caused Qi Yuan's heart to tremble inexplicably, as if sensing an unknown, titanic horror. "Could it be... a being of the third layer of the Yang God realm, or perhaps even higher?" Qi Yuan could not help pondering. "Why did the Root Demon Blood rush toward me? Does it have something to do with my origin divine ability, the Virtual Realm Sovereign's Inner Demon Summons?" Back on Planet Arch, Qi Yuan had followed Dongjun into the Root Demon Sea. To Dongjun's astonishment, the terrifying Root Demon Sea had posed no harm to Qi Yuan whatsoever. Qi Yuan knew this was due to his origin divine ability. His Virtual Realm Sovereign's Inner Demon Summons shared a common source with the root demons, granting him immunity to their corruption. "The Virtual Realm Sovereign's Inner Demon Summons was comprehended in the Liufeng Realm. "Tracing its origin back, it is linked to Shang Yanran and the Destiny Slate. "Could that Destiny Slate also be connected to the Root Demon Ancestor?" Qi Yuan fell into deep thought. If the Destiny Slate were ordinary, how could it have dragged Bai Ze into ruin? Bai Ze had carried the Great Sun Golden Lotus left behind by the Great Sun Radiant Buddha, after all. "Hey, do you have consciousness? Why are you taking a nap on me?" Qi Yuan called out, staring at the Root Demon Blood. Predictably, the Root Demon Blood offered no response. "Right, you probably lack consciousness because you don't have a brain." After a moment's consideration, Qi Yuan peeled off the Root Demon Blood and stored it inside his storage bag. Suddenly, a whimsical idea popped into his head. "If I plant the Root Demon Blood in the dirt, will I harvest a Root Demon Ancestor come autumn?" Naturally, it was just an idle thought. Right now, he needed to hurry back to Demon Pass, refine his Human Sovereign Banners, cultivate the Ancestral Blood Art, and advance his cultivation. *** Spring lingered, and autumn was yet to come. Inside the immortal's cave, Ziyuan Xiaolu gathered the hem of her skirt, revealing a slender glimpse of her porcelain-white ankle, her youthful and adorable face alight with excitement. She stole a glance at Blood Robe, whose devilishly handsome countenance made her breath hitch slightly. After a few dozen breaths, Qi Yuan, who had been meditating with closed eyes, opened his gaze. A golden glint flashed through his eyes before he promptly painted it over with black. "Xiaolu, what brings you here?" Qi Yuan asked with a genial smile. "I..." Ziyuan Xiaolu pressed her legs tightly together, stammering under a sudden, inexplicable sense of intimacy toward Senior Brother Blood Robe. If her previous fondness had stemmed from superficial infatuation and craving his handsome looks, this was entirely different. It was as though her very soul longed to draw close to him, yearning to meld and fuse into his being. Noticing the strange look on Ziyuan Xiaolu's face, Qi Yuan immediately altered the hue of his blood. He suspected that the thirteenth layer of the Ancestral Blood Art might inherently affect the people of the Black Demon Abyss. Once the color shift was complete, the stifling sensation that had left Ziyuan Xiaolu breathless lifted considerably. She blinked at Qi Yuan and stammered, "This is the ancestral blood spiritual water... I newly gathered..." Ziyuan Xiaolu had been collecting ancestral blood spiritual water for Qi Yuan—which was in reality the intelligent micro probe bugs. Through these bugs, Qi Yuan could pinpoint the whereabouts of ancestral blood. "Not bad." Pleased, Qi Yuan accepted the ancestral blood spiritual water. Having just exhausted his supply of Black Demon Ancestral Blood, perhaps this new batch would yield fresh discoveries. "Xiaolu, here is the final payment!" Qi Yuan said, handing over an Immortal Jade. Ziyuan Xiaolu paused, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the gem. This was... an Immortal Jade Senior Brother Blood Robe had touched. Recalling the peculiar sensation from moments ago, she clutched the gem tightly in her palm with sheer delight. "I am not a stingy person. Here is a Yang God gift for you as well." Qi Yuan retrieved a Yang God gift and handed it to her. The ancestral blood spiritual water she provided had brought him well over a thousand drops of Black Demon Ancestral Blood. A single Yang God gift was well within his means. Brilliant starlight burst in Ziyuan Xiaolu's eyes, quickly misting over with tears of profound gratitude. "Senior Brother Blood Robe, sob... you know that Xiaolu has never had a father since childhood..." Her eyes glistened with watery warmth, making her look utterly pitiful and endearing. "Could you be my daddy?" "Pfft..." Qi Yuan stared at her petite, dainty frame. "You... sure know how to get kinky!" He suspected something had gone awry with his cultivation of the Ancestral Blood Art. He had to dye all of his blood without delay. He had only just come of age; he had no desire to suddenly acquire a flock of descendants at such a tender age. Disappointment shadowed Ziyuan Xiaolu's face, and she fidgeted with the hem of her clothes in silence. Just then, a thought struck Qi Yuan, and he asked, "Did Ancestor Ziyuan have a father growing up?" "Huh?" Ziyuan Xiaolu's mouth formed a tiny 'o' as terrifying possibilities flashed through her mind. "Did the Abyss Master have a father growing up?" Qi Yuan pressed thoughtfully. Her face flushed crimson. "N-no... I don't know." She was genuinely frightened now, terrified of hearing some horrifying revelation. Pouting with an aggrieved whimper, she desperately wanted Blood Robe to stop speaking. Noticing that she was practically trembling, Qi Yuan smiled. "During my seclusion, has anything major occurred in Ghost Pass?" Breathing a sigh of relief, Ziyuan Xiaolu answered earnestly, "Yinhun Heaven defected from the Black Demon Abyss. Many chaotic skirmishes broke out, leaving numerous cultivators dead." Her expression grew somber at the mention of this. To those trapped in the vortex whose interests were tied to the conflict, it was a harrowing mountain of despair. Yet across the vast tapestry of history, it might only warrant a passing sentence in the chronicles. "The Black Demon Abyss is fraught with panic right now because... besides Yinhun Heaven, there may be others lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike a traitorous blow at any moment," she added with worry. Many disciples of Yinhun Heaven likely had no prior knowledge of the betrayal. One moment they were drinking merrily with their peers from the Black Demon Abyss, and the next they learned their faction had defected, turning them into abandoned pawns meeting tragic ends. "Sigh, the moral climate of the cultivation world has truly deteriorated. Where has the trust between people gone?" Qi Yuan lamented. He did not care who the traitor was. If Ancestor Ziyuan defected, he would follow along. If other Heavens rebelled, he would watch the show; none of it affected him. Discovering that Heavenly Venerable Fengshuai was a mole merely meant he had learned of one more spy; it had no bearing on his operations. He only needed to carry out his grand design. After Qi Yuan inquired about a few more matters, Ziyuan Xiaolu took her leave. Upon stepping outside, her cheeks burned crimson, and she stomped her foot in bashful mortification. *How could I have said such a thing?!* *** Within the boundless expanse of Ghost Pass. The areas guarded by the Yang God Heavenly Venerables were concealed realms hidden in the shadows. At this moment, inside an immortal's cave, Heavenly Venerable Huizeng had laid out a lavish banquet laden with various spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, and Soul-Ecstasy Smoke crafted from the souls of cultivators. Lighting a stick and taking a drag brought a sense of transcendent bliss. Heavenly Venerable Fengshuai inhaled deeply, a look of profound satisfaction appearing in his eyes. "Truly worthy of the name Soul-Ecstasy Smoke. It lives up to its reputation." Huizeng smiled proudly. "If Fellow Daoist enjoys it, I shall gift you these ten sticks." "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist." Fengshuai accepted the smoke. During this period, Yinhun Heaven had broken away from the Black Demon Abyss. The Fifth Ancestor had returned to oversee Yinhun Heaven, while Fengshuai was dispatched to Guiyu Heaven to liaise with their cultivators. He had been paying visits to the various Yang God Heavenly Venerables of Guiyu Heaven one by one to foster rapport. "Speaking of which, there is a trivial bit of amusement regarding you, Fellow Daoist," Fengshuai remarked upon recalling something. "Oh?" "Back in Demon Pass, Blood Robe paid me a visit, claiming he would come to take your life in a month's time." Fengshuai recounted how Blood Robe had gifted him an egg and subsequently unmasked him as a spy. Huizeng sneered in contempt. "A mere junior who knows nothing of respecting his elders! The day Demon Pass crumbles shall be the day he perishes!" Both men burst into hearty laughter. Yet right at that moment, Huizeng's expression shifted slightly. "What is this? Why... do I feel a sudden sense of dread?" Fengshuai narrowed his eyes, instantly snapping to attention. Abruptly, their entire field of vision was dyed a crimson red. The two looked up to see a blood-armored giant standing nearby, gripping an eerie, scarlet sword and glaring down at them with cold indifference. Intricate and mesmerizing patterns adorned the blood armor, dragging the gaze of anyone who beheld it into hypnotic oblivion. A raspy, bone-chilling voice echoed out: "Not only did you steal my Human Sovereign Banners, you even take drugs in private! Truly, you cultivators of Guiyu Heaven are rotten to the core!" Huizeng's eyes went wide as alarm bells blared wildly in his mind. "Human Sovereign Palace Emissary! How did you get in here?!" Shock battered his heart. This was Ghost Pass, where defensive perimeters had been personally constructed by Great Ultimate Principles! How could the emissary have snuck in? Wasn't he merely an alternative Yang God who hadn't even grasped an Ultimate Principle? "As the saying goes: the light of justice shines upon the earth, omnipresent. Wherever evil lurks, there I shall be!" Clad in blood armor, Qi Yuan resembled a grim reaper walking out of the underworld to harvest the world's wickedness. "Surrender the Human Sovereign Banners, and I shall leave your corpses intact." With a flick of his sword, Huizeng and Fengshuai instantly felt a razor-sharp sword intent slice through the air. Both their physical bodies and their divine souls felt as though they were about to be cleaved apart. The two Heavenly Venerables wanted to flee. Yet they dared not make a single move. A foreboding premonition told them that the moment they attempted to run, the emissary's blade would harvest their lives. Their scalps tingled with terror. They had never expected the emissary to infiltrate this place, nor had they anticipated that he would be far more terrifying than imagined. Not long ago, the Great Ultimate Principles had convened a meeting, stating that while the emissary possessed peculiar tricks, his raw strength was limited, and encountering him merely called for retreat. Yet meeting him today, the crushing pressure felt no different from facing a genuine Great Ultimate Principle! Against Heavenly Position Realm Yang Gods like them, a Great Ultimate Principle left no room for escape. *Damn it all, what alternative Yang God? This is clearly a Great Ultimate Principle!* Huizeng refused to believe that someone could jump from the Heavenly Position Realm to a Great Ultimate Principle in just one month. This made no sense at all! Those old ancestors were utterly useless, failing to discern even their enemy's true realm! Both men's thoughts raced in panic as they sought a way out. Recalling his background, Heavenly Venerable Fengshuai hurriedly cried, "Senior, I do not belong to Guiyu Heaven! I have no Human Sovereign Banners; I am merely here as a guest!" Better that a fellow daoist should die than oneself. Even if Huizeng was slain, so long as Fengshuai survived, Guiyu Heaven would not dare hold it against him. In the face of life and death, their earlier camaraderie meant nothing. At that moment, Qi Yuan's gaze settled upon Fengshuai. "You cannot leave." Fengshuai's frame shuddered, his face crumpling in despair. "Actually... I know you," Qi Yuan said placidly. "What?" Shocked, Fengshuai looked at him in disbelief. Numerous faces flashed through his mind as he tried to deduce the emissary's identity. If this was an acquaintance, he might still have a shot at survival. "You are...?" Fengshuai probed tentatively. "Who I am does not matter. What matters is who you are: you are my white moonlight!" Qi Yuan stated solemnly, his voice icy and devoid of warmth. "White moonlight?" Fengshuai froze, utterly bewildered by the term. "A white moonlight is the aspiration of one's youth—something you yearn for yet dare not touch, fearful of disturbing that pristine beauty..." Qi Yuan recited the definition from the Blue Star. Fengshuai blinked in dazed confusion. *He... likes me?* *The Human Sovereign Palace Emissary is a man, and he likes me?!* *I suppose that's not out of the question either...* "I was born with the ability to love, so... you are my white moonlight." Qi Yuan gripped his blood-red blade, his gaze frigid yet strange. Only then did Fengshuai realize something was wrong. The bastard was toying with him! "White moonlight, after you die, I will take good care of your estate. "You need not worry about your possessions; you can pass away in peace. "Nor will I let your bones and ashes go to waste." As Qi Yuan spoke, he felt increasingly moved by his own benevolence. He truly was a considerate, wonderful man. The longsword vibrated, tinting the world in shades of crimson. "Die... together!" Having cultivated the Ancestral Blood Art to the thirteenth layer, his Myriad Dao Martial God realm had reached the level of a Great Ultimate Principle. The current Qi Yuan was no longer who he had been. He was fully capable of wreaking utter havoc upon Ghost Pass. A colossal sword cleaved downward, devoid of any flashy pretenses. Faced with this dazzling strike, neither Fengshuai nor Huizeng possessed the slightest capacity to resist. Even when they manifested their Dharma Idols, they proved as brittle as bean curd beneath the strike. A single strike from a Great Ultimate Principle easily snuffed out the lives of the two Yang Gods. *Boom!* True to his word, Qi Yuan took possession of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. He also treated Fengshuai's estate with utmost care, tossing his ashes into the Netherworld to serve as energy for resurrections. "Rest in peace, white moonlight. I know you two must feel lonely. Don't worry... I was born with the ability to love, falling for anyone I lay eyes on. Soon, more white moonlights will be joining you." As Qi Yuan murmured, furious roars and baffled shouts erupted all around. "Who goes there?!" "The Human Sovereign Palace Emissary!" "What audacity!" "How did you get in here?!" "He killed Huizeng and Fengshuai... *hiss-s-s-s*!" A Yang God Heavenly Venerable sucked in ten thousand mouthfuls of cold air in a single breath. Why so many? Because a Yang God inhaled fast. In an instant, more than twenty Yang God Heavenly Venerables swarmed in, accompanied by three Great Ultimate Principles, all glaring at Qi Yuan in utter shock and disbelief. Looking at these old men and women, the coldness in Qi Yuan's eyes gave way to a gentle, affectionate smile. "Advanced in years, loaded with wealth. "And averse to taking baths." Did they not fit his white moonlight handbook to perfection? "I think... I have fallen in love with all of you, my white moonlights!" With his blood-red sword in hand, Qi Yuan loved a new person with every step he took. In less than a breath, he had fallen for twenty-seven people, gaining twenty-seven new white moonlights. Such was the terrifying might of being born with the ability to love. Hearing his bizarre words, the Yang God Heavenly Venerables reacted with astonishment and fury. "What gibberish are you spouting?!" "Cease this utter nonsense!" "Emissary of the Human Sovereign Palace, don't dream of leaving today! Come, take him down!" Heavenly Venerable Guizui bellowed in fury. The emissary had ruined his plans once before. Back then, he had looked down on the fellow, but who could have foreseen that merely a month later, the brat would charge straight into their stronghold and secretly assassinate a Yang God of Guiyu Heaven? How could he not be enraged? "Kill!" At Guizui's roar, over twenty Yang Gods attacked simultaneously. A deluge of endless offensive techniques surged forward. A smile danced in Qi Yuan's eyes. Sword in hand, he charged into their ranks like a wolf among sheep. "You all love me too much! Is this your way of giving me a massage?" The attacks of ordinary Yang Gods dissipated upon striking Qi Yuan without him even needing to defend. Ordinary Great Ultimate Principles could barely harm one another, let alone Heavenly Position Realm Yang Gods. At this moment, Qi Yuan stood virtually invincible. After all, no other Yang God would dare plunge into the enemy's core like this; if an offensive Creation Treasure was deployed, even a Great Ultimate Principle would suffer grievous wounds. Yet Qi Yuan had nothing to fear, able to retreat into his Purple Mansion at a moment's notice. Thus, he acted with utter impunity. "You... you are a Great Ultimate Principle?!" Heavenly Venerable Guizui's eyes bulged in disbelief. It had only been a month! How could he have reached the Great Ultimate Principle realm?! Suddenly, Guizui's expression shifted drastically. "Not good! Run, all of you!" Had the intruder been an ordinary Yang God, swarming him would have worked. Now that he had crossed into the Great Ultimate Principle realm, their attacks could not even scratch him. For ordinary Yang Gods to linger here was nothing short of seeking death! Upon hearing this, the remaining Yang God Heavenly Venerables scattered in all directions without the slightest hesitation. Seeing them scatter, Qi Yuan sighed with disappointment. "Am I really that hideous? Why run so fast the moment I arrive?" Swinging his blade, he slashed toward the nearest Yang Gods. Anxious beyond measure, the three Great Ultimate Principles rushed to intercept Qi Yuan and pin him down. Unfortunately, they were too far away. By the time they closed the distance, two more unfortunate Yang God Heavenly Venerables had been instantly cleaved down by Qi Yuan. For a Great Ultimate Principle to slaughter ordinary Yang Gods was as effortless as an eagle picking off chicks. Only at this moment did Qi Yuan truly feel a sense of confidence and backing. Snatching the fallen Ten Thousand Soul Banners, Qi Yuan turned to face the three approaching Great Ultimate Principles, his expression chilling. "Because of you three, I didn't even get the chance to properly look after my white moonlights' estates! Despicable!" Sword raised, he tangled in battle with the three Great Ultimate Principles. Naturally, Qi Yuan had no real desire for a protracted duel; he only wanted to slay a few more white moonlights. Yet under their joint siege, he had no choice but to push back. Besides, he wanted to see where his current limits lay! "Die!" Heavenly Venerable Guizui was consumed by rage and burning anxiety. The Linya Molt had not even commenced, yet Guiyu Heaven had already lost six Yang God Heavenly Venerables! This was nothing short of catastrophic! Worse still, their Guiyu Heaven had no means to deal with the Human Sovereign Palace Emissary. They could neither kill him nor hold him, left with no choice but to passively endure his beatings. "Human Sovereign Palace Emissary... we bear no deep-seated grudge! Why do you insist on tormenting Guiyu Heaven? Do you truly take us for soft persimmons to be squashed at will?!" Guizui roared as he struck. Evidently, he wanted to negotiate a truce. Guiyu Heaven simply lacked the power to execute the emissary, unable even to seal or bind him. "I never took you for soft persimmons! I cherish you as my dearest, most beloved white moonlights! "And what do I get in return? Emboldened by my love, you dared to steal my Human Sovereign Banners! "If you want me to stop troubling you, it's very simple: hand over all the Human Sovereign Banners!" Qi Yuan said coldly. Hearing this, Heavenly Venerable Guizui blew his top. "Impossible!" The Ten Thousand Soul Banners were the foundational lifeblood of Guiyu Heaven and the instruments upon which their Yang Gods relied for their livelihood. How could they surrender them? "In that case, die, all of you!" The fearsome blood-armored figure swung his blade like a demon god, wreaking ceaseless slaughter. This overwhelming might shook everyone to their core. The cultivators of Ghost Pass trembled in terror, and even the Yang God Heavenly Venerables fled in disarray. The terrifying ripples of the battle could even be felt from within Demon Pass. After an indeterminate period, a suffocating, peerless aura abruptly suffused the air. The Banner Lord of Guiyu Heaven could finally sit idly by no longer. An offensive Creation Treasure struck once more, unleashing an ultimate principle killing technique of earth-shattering majesty! Seeing this, a reluctant smile surfaced on Qi Yuan's face. "My dear white moonlights, I know you will miss me. Rest assured, it won't be long before I return to visit you!" The ultimate principle killing technique crashed down. Qi Yuan's figure vanished without a trace. Within Ghost Pass, numerous Yang God Heavenly Venerables stood paralyzed in shock! The three Great Ultimate Principles wore expressions of unprecedented ugliness, their faces etched with profound grimness.