How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!

Above the Heavenly Window, that elegant voice chuckled lightly, "Not bad, decisive in killing, just the disciple I desire!"

As the voice fell, a black lotus flower floated down from the Heavenly Window.

It floated above Chang Ye's head.

Chang Ye soared through the air with the black lotus, Xinyue flew with her halfway; Chang Ye loosened his grip, Xinyue's corpse fell through the air, crashing down the cliff.

On Island 101, countless people watched her break through that Heavenly Window with wide eyes.

Countless people clenched their teeth tightly, blood oozing out.

"This island, let it be flattened!" muttered a person in the Enlightenment Realm.

Boom!

A pair of giant feet landed on the island, Island 101 disintegrated!

On the same day!

Southern Border!

At the Gongchun Mountain outpost, Lin Xiaoyang roared, throwing the emptied rocket launcher into the valley ahead.

In the valley, dozens of figures leapt skyward.

"Captain, in another life, be brothers again!" Zhi Jun jumped down.

With a swoosh, a sword flew and pierced his chest.

Zhi Jun laughed heartily...

Boom!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted with him at the center.

Three experts were blown into a mist of blood.

"Captain, remember my admonition!" Zhiwei leapt up.

Lin Xiaoyang's eyes turned blood red...

What was Zhiwei's admonition?

It was the common wish of nine former comrades at the Gongchun Mountain outpost. They shared a common admonition for those who survived: If I die in battle, in the future, don't burn paper money for me, don't offer me wine. Just write the achievements of our Brother little Su on paper and burn it for me! This is called "Victory Report Becomes Paper Money!"

One, two, three...

The comrades walked this path one by one!

Finally, the Gongchun Mountain outpost was empty.

Only he remained.

What about him?

On the fourth day of the third month, he had sent a message to his fiancée: Battle is coming, I can't keep my promise for our wedding. After the war, if I survive and you haven't married, I'll marry you!

And now, there's no war aftermath to look forward to, only the present!

In the land of Daxia, the enemies have broken through from the north, west, and south...

This outpost is no longer the last barrier against enemy invasion, but for soldiers, it's the final stronghold in their hearts. Even if it can't stop the enemy outside the national border, killing one more enemy can lessen the pressure for compatriots back home.

Five cultivators had already ascended the outpost, standing before him, Lin Xiaoyang smiled.

This smile is of letting go!

This smile is his relief, heading towards the Naihe Bridge...

Then, he charged toward the enemies ahead, welcoming the knives and swords thrust at him. This sword, on a normal day, he might block, but today, he doesn't!

The long sword pierced his waist, and Lin Xiaoyang's high explosive device on his waist was suddenly pressed down!

At that moment, a figure flashing with electricity appeared before him.

As the figure appeared, the explosive device on Lin Xiaoyang's waist suddenly flew out...

Boom!

Three cultivators were blasted into a mess of flesh and blood.

But Lin Xiaoyang, originally in the center of the explosion, was shielded by the sudden expansion of that electrically charged figure, forcibly blocking the shockwave.

Her figure advanced two steps, and Lin Xiaoyang was stunned.

Blue Demon!

He didn't really know Qianlong King, but had some contact recently, thanks to the ongoing war.

In analyzing the Southern Border's war situation, he'd seen Blue Demon's photo at the Nanjiang Kongque valley.

Who would have thought that this Heavenly King level character, the soul of the Southern Border Defense Line, would leave Kongque Valley and come to the Gongchun Mountain outpost? In a critical moment, she killed the crossing enemies, saving Lin Xiaoyang from death.

The remaining two cultivators didn't recognize any Heavenly King.

They drew their swords!

As the sword left, Blue Demon locked her gaze.

The sword was still three feet away from her huge body when she raised her hands.

Boom!

The heads of the two cultivators exploded.

This wasn't Blue Demon's usual attack method.

Because she had changed.

Her body could reach ten meters, and with expansion, her strength was immense.

One punch down, simple and efficient.

Even those Observing Heaven could not withstand even one punch from her.

Even in the Enlightenment Realm, in the domain created by the Snow Turtle, she could still take one punch per person.

After killing two cultivator experts, Blue Demon's huge figure slightly inclined, facing Lin Xiaoyang: "Lin Xiaoyang, you cannot die yet!"

"No! I can die, if my comrades can die, why can't I?" Lin Xiaoyang's gaze swept around, seeing former comrades, now not even a piece of complete body tissue could be found, and for a moment, he was overwhelmed with grief.

"Your brother has gone to a place of hope. I don't want him to lose his family when he brings hope to the world!" Blue Demon said, "So, no matter how difficult it is, before he returns, you must live for me! This... is a military order I, Blue Demon, issue to you!"

Outside, the wind rises and clouds roll.

Within the Three Realms' Taoist Temple, a single lamp burns like a bean.

This lamp, the Kindling Lamp of the human clan.

Above the lamp, the Three-character Bone Book Human Volume.

Slowly, the Three-character Bone Book changed color.

The ashen bone gradually retained the residual color of blood, becoming fresher.

Finally, a drop of blood seeped from the bone, drip!

Lin Xiaosu, under the lamp, stretched out his finger, and this drop of blood fell on his fingertip.

Suddenly, a kind of mystical insight filled his mind.

This was the insight into the first section "Spirit" of the Three-character Bone Book...

He extended his hand sharply, and the Three-character Bone Book on the lamp fell into his hand, the femur and tibia entered the Secret Realm Space, only the bone shaped like a foot grasped in his hand.

He took a step out of the Taoist Temple.

Within the Taoist Temple, silence reigned.

Lin Xiaosu stepped down from the Three Realms.

Beneath his feet were the Kunlun Mountains.

The mountain peak is still blanketed with white snow.

The wind blowing down from the summit is bone-chillingly cold.

Suddenly, his heart trembled fiercely...

Because he saw a figure in the Enlightenment Realm sweeping across the sky.

All the Kun Cang Enlightenment Realms are currently in the South Sea, Southern Border, and Tashan.

They should definitely not appear beneath Kunlun Mountain.

He knew most of the Kun Cang Enlightenment Realm figures, and he had never seen the person who just swept past.

Has the line of defense fallen?

Has the Enlightenment Realm broken through?

If this is true...

Cold sweat instantly drenched his back.

With a swoosh, Lin Xiaosu crossed the air, leaping across the valley ahead, a pastoral zone where herders congregate under the blue sky and white clouds, on the magnificent prairie, where the sight of the snowy sheep, leisurely swinging their whips, once was the dream scene for many, but now it's a nightmare.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the grass.

In the grass, there was a herder girl, her clothes entirely gone, lying face-up on the grass, her eyes never closed even in death, and her hollow, terrified, and utterly hopeless gaze declared that she had met something she never expected before she died.

Fury surged in Lin Xiaosu's heart to the sky, and his speed suddenly increased, flying along the path where the Enlightenment Realm had just passed.

The horrors below became increasingly shocking.

The beautiful prairie, with the wind still blowing, the grass still existing, and the natural beauty still present, but with ubiquitous human tragedy, it has already become hell-like.

Ahead lies Huixian Town.

On the road, vehicles were sliced in two by sharp blades.

A miserable scream had just come from the town.

The Wuxiang Temple had long lost its former tranquility, in front of the temple, dozens of monks' corpses dyed the Buddhist sanctuary into a Shura Arena.

Dozens of cultivators stood in the temple, chatting and laughing.

In the innermost Zen room, Xiang Yixiu sat in the courtyard, sipping tea.

The tea didn't ripple, his hand didn't shake, but his glasses were already shrouded in mist.

This was the mist of tea!

Behind him, the female graduate student Xiao Ya's face was deathly pale, tightly gripping the back of Xiang Yixiu's chair, barely able to stand.

"Have you thought it through?" The cultivator in front of Xiang Yixiu said, "Activate the array immediately and open this gateway, or your hands and feet will be broken, your tendons pulled from your entire body, and your woman will be raped to death right under your eyes!"

The person spoke arrogantly, with his eyes fixed on the heavens.

Because he was at the pinnacle of Observing Heaven, in this End of Dharma Era, he was almost a sovereign whose words could shape reality.

Xiang Yixiu slowly lifted his head, gently pushing his glasses, "I've thought it through!"

"Then what do you choose?"

Xiang Yixiu slowly stood up, showing a typical professor's smile, extending his hand lightly, "I am a gentle person, and gentle people have their own ways, such as adapting to situations, conforming to Heaven's will, it's the choice of the wise! Let's shake hands and make a deal!"

The cultivator started to smile slowly, "Not bad!"

He reached out and gently shook hands with Xiang Yixiu.

Suddenly, Xiang Yixiu's hand shook violently.

His five fingers turned into a Dakongxuan!

Poof!

The cultivator's arm instantly turned into a blood mist, and within the blood mist, three white bones pierced into the cultivator's Dantian.

The cultivator's face changed drastically, his hand lifted suddenly, but his Dantian was already destroyed, and his cultivation was entirely wasted.

Whoosh!

Xiang Yixiu's left hand stretched out, grabbing the cultivator's neck.

With a forceful grip, the cultivator knelt down in front of him with a thud.

Xiang Yixiu chuckled lightly, "Since entering the Wuxiang Temple, only this posture is correct, don't be too arrogant before the Daxia people! Daxia's citizens, no one will fall for your tricks... understand?"

The seven or eight cultivators around were all stunned.

Who would have thought that this suave professor dared to pull such a move?

One moment of carelessness, the leading cultivator actually knelt in front of him.

With just this kneeling, their entire team, even if they killed everyone within ten miles, couldn't wash away this extraordinary shame and humiliation!

Whoosh!

A palm flew towards him!

Xiang Yixiu lifted his left hand.

A direct hit!

Bang!

Xiang Yixiu was sent flying, crashing into the stone wall behind.

Blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Ya screamed and rushed over, holding him.

Xiang Yixiu smiled wryly, "Seems I've spent too much energy on your belly, neglecting my cultivation."

Xiao Ya's heart surged with complex emotions.

This flirtatious professor, even in death, retained his charm...

Swoosh!

The sword light rose!

At least three beams of sword light simultaneously swept forward...

Xiang Yixiu held Xiao Ya tightly, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt, it's about the same as when I first broke through with you..."

Now, Xiao Ya was truly baffled.

Just as the sword light was about to reach Xiang Yixiu's throat, suddenly, all the sword light vanished!

Xiang Yixiu's eyes suddenly widened; he saw a figure.

A familiar figure!

Lin Xiaosu!

In front of him, the expressions on the faces of the three cultivators were extremely strange...

Whoosh!

Three heads detached from their original positions, slowly slipping down; the three expert cultivators slowly fell.

"Little Su!" Xiang Yixiu shouted.

His voice was so excited.

Xiao Ya, in his embrace, turned suddenly, trembling all over...

"Professor Xiang, how's the injury?"

"Can't die, but..."

With a loud bang, akin to a thousand-pound boulder crashing into the courtyard outside, Xiang Yixiu's face changed again.

A master had arrived, one they absolutely could not resist at their level.