Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

"Is that so?"

The Demon Emperor laughed.

Guang Xiaoyu, who was just short of Fundamental Perfection, unleashed a power far surpassing that of an average King Tao practitioner when she broke through. It was a power not to be taken lightly, even by a slaughterer.

Even if that person was a slaughterer.

Guang Xiaoyu cracked a smile. "I have Lao Huang by my side; my foundation grows stronger day by day." As her voice fell, she swiftly activated the True Solar Scripture.

One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Skills.

A black sun ignited, and a binding force enveloped the entire battlefield.

The slaughterer's sword could no longer advance.

His expression changed, his breath hitched, and he stared at her in disbelief.

BUZZ!

Guang Xiaoyu drew her sword.

Of course, it was not a real sword but a wooden one. However, its edge was sharp, effortlessly shattering the opponent's attack as Sword Intent penetrated the slaughterer's body.

"???"

"Confused?" Guang Xiaoyu chuckled lightly. "This is a Divine Skill. You don't have one, do you?"

Indeed, he did not.

On the vast lands of the Central Continent, the forces possessing Divine Skills could be counted on one hand.

He was just a young slaughterer from Chong Tower; he did not possess Divine Skills, and this was the first time he had witnessed one. It was terrifyingly powerful.

The slaughterer silently lowered the sword in his hand.

Her last strike had already begun to unravel the life within him, even piercing his Divine Soul. It was a terrifying blow; he would die soon.

But in this moment before death, he was remarkably calm.

"Do you have any last words?" Guang Xiaoyu asked.

"No!"

"Who is your benefactor?" Guang Xiaoyu asked again.

"It's against the rules. I don't know who the benefactor is either," the slaughterer sighed softly. "But I can assure you, you've offended a Big Shot, someone who paid a hefty sum... Although I have failed, missions from Chong Tower do not fail, nor are they allowed to. Chong Tower will send even more formidable slaughterers after you."

His life gradually faded, his consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and he eventually fell into the swamp.

Liu Yuhui, who was behind her, finally snapped back to his senses, his eyes wide with shock. She had actually killed the slaughterer.

---

Chen Pingping also arrived, standing at the edge of the swamp with a deep frown.

The formidable enemies pursuing Guang Xiaoyu had already dispersed. Most of the Bai Family's experts had entered the swamp, while a few had left with Bai Yunfei.

Guang Xiaoyu's perilous situation was finally alleviated. But what lay in the depths of the swamp? What might they encounter? What if they awakened a powerful savage beast?

He glanced at Princess Zi Ji beside him, then stared at the swamp for a while longer before making up his mind.

"Let's go," Chen Pingping said.

"Aren't we going to rescue Senior Sister?" Princess Zi Ji asked, stunned.

"With Hei there, your Senior Sister will be fine," Chen Pingping said. "Your cultivation is the priority."

He had noticed an abnormality within Princess Zi Ji: the black mist deep within her Dantian had begun to spread. No one knew what would happen in the future.

The immediate priority was to have her begin cultivation as soon as possible so they could understand what this black mist was.

However, there was another problem to address: a Cultivation Technique.

Prince Qi was right. Princess Zi Ji's constitution was different from others; her meridians and Dantian were unusual. She required a Cultivation Technique specifically suited to her.

Chen Pingping had searched for a long time but had failed to find one. That was why he had brought her here, hoping to breach that great tomb and find a suitable Cultivation Technique.

Several hours later, the fluctuations from a distant battle gave Chen Pingping a direction.

After traveling for an hour, they reached the location of the fight.

A terrifying savage beast had been awakened. It was massive, its body wreathed in thick, green miasma. A single gout of foul air from its maw could spray venom, making everyone keep their distance.

It wasn't the great tomb.

He left, disappointed.

After searching for two whole days, he finally found the location of the great tomb.

It was deep in the southern part of Luo God Mountain, in an empty area with a diameter of several tens of miles. A series of low, interconnected hills stood there, resembling a cluster of great tombs from afar.

It's him!

When Chen Pingping arrived with Princess Zi Ji, someone recognized them, their heart lurching in shock.

Word had spread earlier that Chen Pingping and Zi Ji were heading to the Holy Light City's dojo to search for the Spiritual Milk Jade. Could it be… they actually made it out alive? Or did they never go in at all?

There were many people, but most were gathered around the periphery; only a few dared to step inside.

This place was very eerie. It was not only cloaked in terrifying restrictive spells but also enveloped by a heavy pressure and a pervasive, oppressive aura.

The further the cultivators advanced towards the center of the hills, the harder it became to move.

Chen Pingping saw an acquaintance: Liu Changqing, the top talent from the Martial God Academy. He was at the very front, accompanied by a Saintess in a long white dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, resembling a fairy descended to earth.

Huh?

Suddenly, an even more familiar figure appeared in his line of sight: Chen Shixian. She was also here.

She was approaching from the left. Among her group, she was one of the foremost, but… she didn't seem to be in good condition. Her face was pale, and her gaze was unfocused.

Bai Yunfei was also there, following closely behind her.

"The older generation experts haven't made a move?" Chen Pingping whispered.

A bystander happened to overhear him and said, "They have a mutual understanding to restrain each other and won't act rashly. If they were to intervene, it might escalate into open war between their factions."

Thinking about it, that makes sense. If such powerful experts made a move, what chance would the younger generation have? Mutual restraint was necessary to ensure the survival of the next generation.

But this also meant his own chances of competing for whatever lay within were slim, as he had no backing.

"Have you seen that great tomb?" Chen Pingping asked the bystander.

"No," the man shook his head. "But someone else did, and he went in."

"Who?"

How impressive! Chen Pingping was surprised. While a group of young talents were still struggling to advance, someone had actually managed to get inside?

The man said, "Naturally, it was the Daughter of the Moon God." As he spoke of her, his eyes lit up with fervor. "The Moon God is truly a fairy incarnate! Not only is she foremost in beauty, but she also easily outshines the Saintess. Truly remarkable!"

Someone nearby couldn't listen anymore and retorted, "Do you think the Ancient Divine Body is just for show? Besides, when the Moon God entered, are you sure she relied solely on her own strength?"

Chen Pingping then asked, "Who is that man in green robes? Why is he covered in Demonic Qi?"

"That's obviously a Pioneer," the first man said with a sigh. "No one expected him to revive from a coffin. Such a thing is incredibly strange; even the Ancient Emperors might not have been capable of it, right?"

"The Pioneers are strong," another person interjected. "They saw the true Heavenly Road and perhaps even witnessed that God. Moreover, in their era, they were peerless geniuses, possibly on par with young Great Emperors. Isn't it normal for them to have made arrangements to resurrect?"

"It's not normal!" someone else stated gravely. "It wasn't *him* who was resurrected, but a demon."

Throughout history, countless powerful experts have fallen, including Great Emperors. But to date, have you ever heard of a single one being resurrected?

Never. The historical records clearly state 'none.'

If Guang Xiaoyu were here, she would understand with a single glance. This wasn't a resurrection at all. A strand of lingering obsession had transformed into a demon, forcefully reanimating the body.

In other words, this Pioneer before them was no longer the Pioneer of old, but a demon.

Of course, this demon was of a different kind.

Chen Pingping had no desire to listen to their arguments and moved to another spot to continue gathering information.