Chapter 69

Jiang Yueshi's floating spirit boat broke through the air, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

Zhao Yan and Tianxuan rode their boats one after another, moving as fast as lightning, with their target set directly on Zixia Due Port.

This was the far west of the Immortal Realm, an ancient port floating a hundred thousand zhang above the mysterious void.

The entire port was a dark purple, resembling a broken stele scorched by lightning and fire, or perhaps a battlefield ruin eroded by time.

Shattered nebulae and spatial rifts floated around it, as if one careless step would cause one to fall into an abyss of eternal damnation.

At the edge of the port lay a ruin of floating broken bridges, connecting to the long-silent [Heavenly Road of the Boundary Wall].

Although it remained closed today, behind that invisible barrier, the war drums of ten thousand worlds seemed to faintly echo—though they had not yet sounded, they were already heart-wrenching.

This place was once the core economic hub of the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, but it had been eroded and seized by the Haotian Ancient Clan; now, the Zixiao Heavenly Palace naturally intended to recover its lost territory.

As one could see, the clouds over Zixia Due Port pressed down upon the Nine Heavens, and the flames of war ignited everywhere; it was the Zixiao Heavenly Palace at war with the Haotian Ancient Clan.

Zhao Yan stood on the boat with his hands behind his back, watching the war below with a cold and stern expression, yet the corners of his mouth curled into a smile: "Tianxuan, if I win this battle, you must stop pursuing Su Xiaoxiao."

Tianxuan rolled his eyes at him: "You win? You're such a love-struck fool; I'm afraid you'll start wondering if Su Xiaoxiao noticed your smile before you even draw your spear. You still want to compete with me?"

"Cut the crap." Zhao Yan shot him a glance, "Just say it if you're afraid of losing."

Tianxuan licked the corner of his mouth, the Ziyang Flame dancing on his fingertips, and sneered: "Who wins and who loses is not yet certain."

As soon as the words fell, the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Some experts looked up at the sky, shock and suspicion appearing in their eyes.

"Look—who are those on the two spirit boats?"

Two sword boats streaked through the sky like meteors, one purple and one silver, spanning the vast heavens.

Zhao Yan's silver hair flew, his long spear slung across his back, his Aura chilling; Tianxuan's purple flames surged, his Battle Intent like fire. The two rode their boats, descending like twin stars, with rolling Killing Intent.

In the camp of the Haotian Ancient Clan, a youth draped in golden robes opened his eyes, his pupils glowing with strange runes. He possessed the Fuxi Bloodline, and his Divine Soul was naturally endowed with the ability to calculate heavenly secrets. With a faint word, he caused ripples in the battle situation: "It is the two personal Disciples of the Void Divine Realm… Zhao Yan and Tianxuan."

"They come with ill intent. Stop them!"

The next moment, the tide of battle changed abruptly.

The formation masters of the Haotian Ancient Clan rose up to set their formation, and three layers of barriers suddenly rose in the void, embedded with the [Innate Taihao Diagram], suppressing the spiritual Qi in all directions, intending to trap the two within the formation.

The gray-haired formation Elder leading them—Hao Xuanji—had a cold gaze, lightly shaking his fan bones, a cold smile curling his lips: "The Zixiao Heavenly Palace has grown bolder; they actually called upon the Void Realm lineage to back them up."

"Since you've come, then—don't leave."

Meanwhile, on the other side, within the great formation of the Zixiao Heavenly Palace.

Jiang Yueshi stood in the center of the formation, dressed in white and holding an umbrella, her figure stunningly beautiful, protected by mysterious light, her expression cold.

"It is Zhao Yan and Tianxuan."

"Reinforcements have arrived."

She said softly, her lips curling imperceptibly.

She had already learned that Su Xiaoxiao was Lin Fan, and Zhao Yan was Lin Fan's Disciple. In this chess game, she only needed to firmly hold the line without breaking.

Li Haotian stood in the air, thunder essence manifesting behind him, his Aura as vast as an abyss: "That old dog Hao Xuanji is indeed still alive."

Lu Xinghe's eyes burned: "The great formation only needs to cycle three times to counter-attack and surround them. If we hold until then, Zhao Yan and Tianxuan will be able to break through the barrier."

The three of them were now of one mind.

But at this very moment, Zhao Yan moved!

"Tianxuan, coordinate with me."

Zhao Yan's figure flashed like lightning; though his long spear had not yet been drawn, his entire person was like a beam of sword light, charging straight for the core of the Heaven-Net Formation set up by Hao Xuanji!

Tianxuan let out a strange laugh, the Ziyang Flame surging angrily, and he flung several Formation Plates from his sleeves, actually tearing open a corner of the barrier himself.

"Come on! Show me all your crooked and evil formations, and watch me burn them all to the ground with one fire!"

"How dare you!!!"

Hao Xuanji was finally enraged. He formed hand seals, and a phantom of an Innate Divine Beast suddenly appeared in the sky—it was a "Fuxi Snake-Head Divine Soul," covering the entire firmament!

The phantom let out a low roar, the rules of the Heavenly Dao shattering in the void, instantly obscuring the starlight and pressing down so hard that the entire sky trembled.

The port lost its color in an instant, and the void twisted violently; even Jiang Yueshi revealed a hint of gravity.

"An Innate Divine Beast, even if it is just a phantom, is unstoppable for anyone below the Undergoing Tribulation stage."

Yet Zhao Yan was only at the Void Refinement Stage, two great Realms away from the Undergoing Tribulation stage…

Yet he showed no fear, his thoughts shifting slightly.

"Su Xiaoxiao said: clean and efficient."

"Then I shall wipe them all out."

[Void Blast · Limit Form]!

His figure instantly stretched out a hundred afterimages. The next moment, his long spear tore through the air, a thousand strikes condensed into one, pointing straight at the heart of the formation!

Void Blast · One Spear Breaks Ten Thousand Laws!

"Boom!!!"

The entire barrier seemed to have been blasted through by a thunderbolt!

The void shattered into a vortex beneath his feet. His figure was like lightning, his spear light like the sun, and with one strike, he pierced through that massive snake-head phantom—

The hissing roar came to an abrupt halt.

The Divine Soul shattered!

The Fuxi phantom collapsed inch by inch, as if its Foundation had been drained by that single spear strike!

Hao Xuanji shuddered, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood. The Formation Plate behind him shattered, and he was forced to retreat three steps, his face filled with sheer terror: "You… you are only at the Void Refinement Stage… yet you broke my Innate Divine Soul formation…!"

Zhao Yan carried his spear, walking forward step by step, his silver hair dancing, his eyes cold: "I said it before: it must be clean and efficient."

"If you don't believe me, then go down."

He raised his hand and struck with his spear again, mercilessly, aiming straight for Hao Xuanji's throat.

At this moment, all the Cultivators in the port were stunned.

[Void Refinement Stage, breaking a Divine Soul formation, slaying an Innate Divine phantom].

The title of the number one person of the younger generation was firmly established.

The lines of the Haotian Ancient Clan shook. A man clad in mysterious gold armor suddenly stepped out through the air, blocking Zhao Yan. His expression was cold but carried a hint of helplessness: "Zhao Yan."

"Although you are nominally part of the Void Divine Realm now, don't forget, you and I—we are both members of the Dao Alliance."

"Are you really going to ruin the order of the Dao Alliance for that Su Xiaoxiao? Destroy the Legacy of my Haotian Ancient Clan? Do you know what this means?"

Zhao Yan sneered and pointed his spear directly at the man in the mysterious gold armor: "Legacy? Since when did Zixia Due Port become the Legacy land of your Haotian Ancient Clan?"

"You…"

Jiang Yueshi arrived with a light step, her voice clear but beyond questioning: "In the ancestral inscriptions of my Zixiao Heavenly Palace, it is clearly recorded that this port was built by the Palace Master to guard the source tide of the mysterious Dao."

"Your Haotian Ancient Clan forcibly seized and occupied it for three hundred years, never once mentioning the word 'Legacy.' Now you bite back; is Hao Yuanxuan already senile?"

The man in the mysterious gold armor's eyes darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Yueshi stepped forward, her expression cold: "If you want to fight, we will accompany you to the end."

She raised a hand, and dozens of Zixiao Disciples appeared behind her with a boom, forming a magic array, their spiritual light surging to the heavens.

Zhao Yan smiled and held his long spear horizontally in front of him, his voice lazy but full of sharpness: "I don't have much patience."

"Whoever dares to say who this port belongs to again—"

"I will send him down first."

The man in the mysterious gold armor's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yan, do you really intend to fall out with the entire Dao Alliance on your own?"

"Don't forget, your roots… are still in the Dragon Soul Holy Domain."

As soon as these words were spoken, the world suddenly fell silent, and even the Zixiao Disciples' expressions changed slightly.

Yet Zhao Yan laughed, a chilling laugh: "I am a Disciple of the Dragon Soul Holy Domain and a Protector of the Void Divine Realm. Now, the natural order is in chaos, and right and wrong are indistinguishable."

"Even if it is the Dao Alliance, I will set things right."

When these words were spoken, they were like thunder in the ears.

The void trembled; though the war drums had not yet sounded, the Battle Intent was already boiling.

Jiang Yueshi's eyes flashed, and a strange tremor arose in her heart.

She suddenly realized that Zhao Yan was not just a "God Lord's Disciple."

He was the kind of protagonist who could stir up the situation of an entire region.

In the camp of the Haotian Ancient Clan, several Elders were eager to try, but were stopped by a wave of the hand from the man in the mysterious gold armor.

His eyes were icy, staring fixedly at Zhao Yan, but in the end, he did not take a step forward.

"Hmph… we will remember this."

As the words fell, he flicked his sleeves and left, and the people of the Haotian Ancient Clan retreated immediately.

The sky above the port finally quieted down.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

[Void Secret Realm]

Lin Fan was curled up on the roof of a bamboo house, boredly flipping through a book titled "How to Play a Stunning Fairy."

Suddenly, he heard a "Ding—"

"Xiao Du online reminder: Subordinate Zhao Yan has successfully completed the mission 'Beating Up an Ancient Clan Expert for Love,' rewarding [Loyalty + 10] and [Merit + 200,000]."

"Current Merit: 4.2 million."

"Additionally, the Haotian Ancient Clan has marked you with hatred; Hatred Value + 1."

Lin Fan sighed and threw the book to the side: "This Disciple… has a bright future."

Lin Chen leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed, smiling enigmatically: "Do you want to reveal your identity now?"

Lin Fan had a splitting headache: "…If I don't reveal it, the two of them follow me around and annoy me; if I do, they might actually go crazy."

"Xiao Du, broadcast the escape route."

"Ding, Master is currently wanted by the five major powers; it is recommended to keep playing dumb until the end."

"Escape difficulty index: ★★★★★."