Chapter 71: The True God of the False World

Above the battlefield, the Haotian Chaos strike was descending, with immense power, crushing everything in its path.

Zhao Yan and Tianxuan forcibly burned their Divine Souls, unleashing energy like two torrents of counter-light that collided head-on with Haolie's destructive palm!

"Boom!!!"

Heaven and earth shattered, the port cracked inch by inch, and the barrier of Zixia Due Port let out a mournful cry.

But this clash only lasted for three breaths.

The fourth breath—

The two torrents of energy began to tremble, suppressed by the counter-force.

The fifth breath—

The floating battle platform beneath Zhao Yan's feet shattered, his knees buckled, blood cascaded down like a waterfall, and Tianxuan spat out blood, his body shaking violently!

The sixth breath—

The light barrier jointly formed by the two was violently fluctuating, on the verge of being completely crushed!

"Hahahaha!" Haolie's palm momentum was like the sky, "Die, you two rebellious puppies!"

…

At this moment, atop the clouds.

General Zhang Fei's expression changed wildly, and he slammed the tea table: "Zilong! If you don't make a move, your nephew is finished!!"

Zhao Yun looked grim, gripping his Dragon Scale Spear, about to tear through the void!

Suddenly!

A beautiful figure slid down from the clouds.

—Her figure was light, her skirt fluttering!

It was a girl in an ice-blue short skirt, her long hair like a waterfall, her eyes like morning stars, descending as if dancing on snow.

As her short skirt fluttered, her snow-white, slender legs shone in the void like ice crystal glaze, overflowing with brilliance.

"Who?!"

Haolie's expression turned cold, glancing out of the corner of his eye.

He saw the girl's eyebrows gentle, carrying an innocent smile.

But the jade hand she extended pressed down lightly—

"[Star Abyss · Ice Spirit Law]."

Boom—!!!

The sky congealed, ice chains suddenly appeared, winding out from the depths of the void, piercing the core of the thunderous palm print!

That world-destroying [Chaos Strike] was actually frozen and shattered inch by inch by the ice-blue runes!

The entire sky seemed to be frozen by frost!

Haolie took half a step back, his face terrified: "Who—are you?!"

The girl smiled slightly, her legs tapping lightly in the void, like a feather landing on a lotus platform:

"Void Divine Realm · Xue Yao."

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, I have come to assist you!"

…

Zhao Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, looking at the ice-blue back, his eyes complex, not knowing what to say.

"Go! Hurry and go! That is a Peak Quasi-Saint!"

He had forgotten.

His Junior Sister was no longer the girl she used to be.

—She had long since reached the Perfection of the Saint Realm!

…

Cold light flickered in Xue Yao's eyes, and with a flick of her slender fingers, a [Star Ice Prison] suddenly descended over the entire Zixia Due Port, freezing heaven and earth!

"Haotian Ancient Clan… do you think the Void Divine Realm has no one?"

Her voice was not loud, but it made every warrior in the port tremble.

Haolie's pupils contracted, and he violently retreated ten zhang!

"A Saint?! You have actually already…"

"So what if I am a Saint?"

Xue Yao raised her eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth curling up:

"My Master said, be clean and efficient."

"So…"

She flicked her finger, and the ice chains fell like a galaxy!

"Sorry."

Her voice was soft, as if saying goodbye to a friend, but that one finger drop was world-destroying!

The ice chains were like a burst river, carrying the terrifying rules of the Star Ice Abyss as they crashed down!

"Boom!!!"

The sky collapsed, the port barrier shattered in an instant, and the sky full of ice shards was like arrows of divine punishment, piercing the hundred-zhang void around Haolie!

"Ahhh!!!"

Haolie struggled with all his might, roaring repeatedly, his Peak Quasi-Saint aura surging to the limit, Chaos flowing around him, seven layers of runes flashing, trying to withstand this fatal blow!

But—

Where the ice chains pressed, even time and space were frozen!

That ice-blue Law not only froze the Physical Body, Soul, and Primordial Spirit, but even froze the last glimmer of hope in his destiny!

"Crack—!!!"

Haolie's right shoulder exploded, and half his body was frozen and shattered!

In the blood mist, Xue Yao's figure approached step by step, her slender waist upright, her jade legs stepping lightly on the void, each step engraving a cold brand on the enemy's Divine Soul.

"You Haotian Ancient Clan, believe in Bloodline, believe in Legacy, believe in Rank—"

Her eyes were cold, her ice-blue long skirt billowed, the snow patterns on her sleeves scattered like moonlight, as if the entire world was her frozen home court.

"But my Master said, the Void Divine Realm… only believes in one word."

She suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips congealing.

"Kill."

"Boom—!"

The next second, the Star Abyss Ice Chain pierced Haolie's head!

Peak Quasi-Saint, fallen.

The sky was silent, everyone was stunned.

On the broken bridge of the port, Li Haotian opened his mouth wide: "…What the hell?"

Lu Xinghe almost fell off the sword platform: "That, that was a Peak Quasi-Saint…"

Zhao Yan and Tianxuan were already sitting on the broken battle platform supporting their knees, their faces stained with blood, but they grinned.

"Damn… our Junior Sister is still the best."

"No, it's our Junior Sister, she can already be our ancestor."

—

At this time, Xue Yao slowly withdrew her hand, her figure floating down from high altitude.

Her long hair flew, the ice-blue skirt landed like water, and the ice crystal tassels swayed gently, like a ten-thousand-year ice lotus quietly blooming.

She stood in the center of the broken battle platform, as if the whole battle was just a change of dance dress.

The chill had not yet dissipated, but everyone had completely understood—

The new generation of the Void Divine Realm has truly risen.

The Haotian Ancient Clan has lost two core powerhouses, and Zixia Due Port, I'm afraid, will change hands from now on!

As soon as Xue Yao landed, her ice-blue skirt automatically turned into a light short skirt, and she instantly transformed from a cold, beautiful war god into a cute little girl, her face soft and tender, her eyes watery, blinking as she stared at Su Xiaoxiao.

"Ma—"

She just popped out one word, preparing to pounce to let "Master" praise her for her cool entrance, but suddenly her heart tightened, scanning that Zhao Yan, Tianxuan, and Jiang Yueshi were all present, she immediately had a bright idea, and clenched her little fist.

"Ahem!" She corrected herself quickly, "Is everyone okay!"

Su Xiaoxiao's spine stiffened instantly, and she almost broke into a cold sweat on the spot.

—If that "Master" was really called out, her "Su Xiaoxiao" persona would collapse on the spot!

"Ahem, I'm fine." She forced a smile, "This time we lost two Quasi-Saints, the other side shouldn't dare to move again."

But before the words fell—

"Dong—————!"

An ancient and heavy war drum sound exploded from the distant horizon!

Immediately after, a golden battle bow tore through the void and slowly descended from a height of one hundred thousand zhang!

It was a man wearing crimson gold armor, carrying a scorching sun divine bow on his back, his long hair like fire, his face as cold as a sculpture, and every step he took, the void seemed to have its spine pulled out, letting out a dull moan.

"That is…" Zhao Yan gasped, his face turning pale instantly: "Among the God Descendants… a 'Sequenceer'?"

Jiang Yueshi's eyes shook violently, stumbling back: "Legend has it, the God Descendant descendant who shot down the Twelve Luminaries — The Great Dao Orderer."

Su Xiaoxiao was completely confused, only one sentence left in her heart brushing wildly:

—Didn't you say the Peak Quasi-Saint was the highest combat power this time?

As a result, you gave me a "Mythic-level killing weapon" right off the bat?!

The man slowly raised the long bow in his hand, the arrow had not moved, but the sky had already burned and collapsed, and a Divine Might spanning eras was forcing everyone to kneel!

"Cede Zixia Due Port."

"Otherwise."

"Extinction."

His voice was not loud, but when it fell into everyone's hearts, it was like a divine penalty verdict.

Everyone on the field looked ashen.

Even Xue Yao, who had just been heroic, looked blankly at Su Xiaoxiao, her little face turned back into a doll face, looking innocent: "Senior Sister… such a big Divine Might, can you handle it?"

Su Xiaoxiao was already vomiting blood in her heart.

Handle your sister! How can I fight wearing this "skin"?!

Just as she was about to use her trump card to confront him—

"Dong—"

A long, ancient bell sound exploded from the horizon!

A purple light tore through the horizon, and an old man with white hair, holding a seven-star whisk, stepping on a Taiji Dao wheel, walked out of the starry sky!

"Stop."

"Dao Alliance · Taishang Heavenly Strategy Envoy — Antarctic Immortal Emperor, here by the order of the Dao Ancestor."

At that moment, even the "Great Dao Orderer" paused slightly, putting away the half-drawn divine bow.

The air seemed to freeze on the edge of a blade.

…

Su Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the Xiao Du System also sounded a prompt in her mind:

"Ding! Warning: Detected hidden dimension creature — [God Descendant · Sequence Three]!"

Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled, "God Descendant · Sequence Three, what is that?"

Xiao Du continued to explain: "The world you are in is a false world condensed from the residual spiritual breath on the corpse of the former God Lord."

"Everything is just an appearance."

"This world has already fallen…"

Su Xiaoxiao's head buzzed, almost swearing.

"So—are we, these Golden Immortals, Great Luo, Saints, all fake?"

Xiao Du added coldly:

"Yes. The previous God Lord, in order to suppress the God Descendants, incarnated as the Great Wall, using divine bones to suppress the world and divine blood to evolve the sky."

"What you cultivate are nothing but 'fragments' of the Dao aura left by the God Lord's corpse."

Su Xiaoxiao: "…"

She finally understood—

This is not a cultivation world, this is a "man-made copy" on the corpse of the God Lord!

And that Hou Yi is a max-level player who ran into the copy from the real world!

She smiled bitterly, gritting her teeth lightly.

"Fine, very good."

"Then I—Su Xiaoxiao, will start from this broken copy, fight all the way up, and take down every one of you max-level players."

She raised her head, looking at the orderer who was as majestic as a god under the clouds, the corners of her mouth curling up:

"Sequence Three, right?"

"Watch how I, counter-level kill."