Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

It took Gongsun Linglong a long time to recover from her shock. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She said to Shiji, "Since you have handed over these treasures to me, I will not make things difficult for you. You can leave this mountain range now."

Although she wanted to keep Shiji in the ancestral land and continue to pressure him to hand over more treasures, Shiji must have a powerful force supporting him to be able to produce so many top-tier treasures, so she didn't dare to go too far.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji felt no joy. He looked up at Gongsun Linglong and said firmly, "My friend is still being held captive by your people at the foot of the mountain!"

"I hope you will release them both, otherwise I will not leave!"

His purpose in entering the mountains was to find his missing friend. If his friend couldn't leave safely, then all the treasures he obtained would be meaningless.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Linglong smiled faintly, her tone carrying a hint of contempt: "Do you think that with their cultivation levels, they have the right to escape under my nose? I advise you to cooperate with me and leave here quickly, otherwise, not only will you not be able to leave, but your friend's life will also be in danger!"

"Gongsun Linglong, you are far too arrogant and domineering!"

Shi Ji's face instantly turned icy cold. He grinned maliciously, his voice hoarse and sinister, "You think you can control me forever? We'll see!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Ji suddenly transformed into a cloud of black mist and sped away into the depths of the ancestral land like a ghost. He knew that he was no match for Gongsun Linglong in a direct confrontation, so he could only escape into the depths first and then try to find his friends while avoiding Gongsun Linglong's pursuit.

Seeing Shi Ji turn into black mist and escape, Gongsun Linglong gritted her teeth in anger. She stomped her foot angrily and shouted, "Trying to run? Not so easy!"

After saying that, she transformed into a streak of light and quickly chased after Shi Ji in the direction she had fled.

Shi Ji sped along, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The restrictions in this ancient mountain forest are extremely powerful, with array patterns shimmering with spiritual light everywhere. If it were any other day, he would definitely stop to study them carefully, try to break the restrictions, and find the secrets within.

But the situation was critical, and Gongsun Linglong was already hot on his heels. He didn't have much time to waste and could only desperately try to escape.

To increase her speed, Shi Ji unleashed her most proficient supernatural power—Nine Revolutions Instantaneous Shift.

This supernatural ability allows him to make multiple spatial jumps in a short period of time at an extremely fast speed, making it difficult even for a powerhouse at the Emperor level to catch up.

His figure flickered in the air, turning into a blurry phantom, and he fled rapidly into the distance.

To Shi Ji's surprise, Gongsun Linglong kept up the chase and did not fall behind at all.

He couldn't help but frown slightly, a sense of unease rising in his heart—Gongsun Linglong seemed to possess some kind of special supernatural power, the speed of which was truly unbelievable, even faster than his Nine Revolutions Instantaneous Movement.

He used the Nine Revolutions Teleportation technique three times in a row, but still couldn't shake off Gongsun Linglong's pursuit. Instead, the aura behind him was getting closer and closer, indicating that she was about to catch up with him.

"No, this can't go on. She'll catch up with us sooner or later!"

Shi Ji was secretly anxious. As he ran, he quickly thought of a way to deal with the situation. "I must find a hidden place to hide, or find a way to slow her down, otherwise I'm afraid I'm really going to be doomed here today!"

Just as Shi Ji was racking her brains for a way to escape, the ground beneath her feet suddenly began to shake violently, as if a major earthquake had occurred.

"Rumble--"

A dull, loud thud came from underground, shaking the surrounding trees violently, causing leaves to fall in a rustling sound, and even disrupting the air currents.

Shi Ji was startled and quickly steadied herself. Looking up, she saw countless pale golden array patterns in the void above her head, as if they had come alive, converging from all directions and densely weaving into a huge net of light.

These array patterns shimmered with a cold light and emitted a chilling aura of restriction. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a vast runic array that completely trapped Shi Ji within it.

The moment the great formation was activated, the surrounding space seemed to freeze. Shi Ji tried to circulate her spiritual power to tear the void, but found that the void her fingertips touched was as hard as iron. No matter how much she activated the inherited techniques of her descendants, she could not shake it in the slightest.

"not good!"

Shi Ji's expression suddenly changed, and a strong sense of crisis welled up in her heart.

He knew he had fallen into a trap that the other side had laid, and escaping would be no easy task.

Just as he was preparing to find the weak point of the great formation, a crack suddenly appeared in the ground beneath his feet, and a powerful suction force emanated from the crack. Shi Ji lost her balance and "bang!"

He fell heavily to the ground with a thud, his knee hitting the hard stone and sending a sharp pain through him.

Before he could even get up, footsteps echoed from the surrounding woods, and dozens of cultivators dressed in black robes emerged from behind the trees.

These cultivators all appeared to be human, tall and with cold, stern faces, but Shi Ji sensed an evil aura emanating from them similar to that of Gongsun Linglong—a chilling aura with a devouring intent, which was something no ordinary cultivator could possess.

"A cultivator from the Nightmare Butterfly Clan!"

Shi Ji's eyes narrowed suddenly, her hand quietly pressing on the domineering sword she held at her waist, her whole body tensing up, ready for battle.

He hadn't expected that Gongsun Linglong would bring so many cultivators from her clan; clearly, she had been preparing to ambush and kill him all along.

The leader was an elderly man with white hair, wearing a long robe embroidered with black butterfly patterns. His face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were as cold and sinister as a venomous snake.

The old man walked to the edge of the formation, looked Shi Ji up and down, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "Hehe, kid, we've finally caught you!"
Do you think you can escape from the ancestral land of our Nightmare Butterfly clan with such meager skills?

A young cultivator beside him sneered and echoed, "This lowly outsider is truly audacious, daring to trespass into the ancestral land of our Nightmare Butterfly Clan and even attempting to deceive Lord Gongsun!"

Fortunately, the clan chief was wise and insightful, discovering your plot beforehand and setting up this 'Heavenly Net Formation' to capture you all in one fell swoop!

"These arrogant foreigners should be exterminated without exception, leaving no one alive, to eliminate future troubles!"

Another cultivator's eyes flashed with killing intent as he spoke in an icy tone, as if Shi Ji had become fish on their chopping board.

The white-haired old man waved his hand to stop his subordinates' discussion, then his gaze returned to Shi Ji, his tone carrying a hint of temptation: "Young man, I've heard that you have a very high level of weapon crafting skills, and can forge top-tier innate treasures and immortal weapons."

"Now, if you're willing to offer up your weapon-forging knowledge and techniques, and acknowledge our clan leader as your master, I can spare your life and give you a position in the clan. That's better than dying here. What do you say?"

"dream."

Shi Ji's expression was icy, and she refused without even thinking.

He knew all too well the methods of the Nightmare Butterfly Clan. The so-called "sacrifice" was nothing more than an attempt to seize his memories and abilities through special means. In that case, he would not only lose all his cultivation but also have his mind controlled, becoming their puppet, his life and death entirely at their mercy. This ending was worse than death, and he would never accept it.

The smile on the white-haired old man's face vanished instantly, his eyes growing increasingly cold. He said in a chilling tone, "Stubborn ants!"

Since you won't listen to reason and will instead drink the penalty cup, then you might as well die!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man raised his right hand, and a ball of black energy condensed in his palm. The energy was as thick as ink and exuded a suffocating pressure.

With a wave of his arm, the ball of black energy instantly transformed into a gigantic hand, seemingly obscuring the sky, and with a world-destroying aura, it fiercely suppressed Shi Ji.

Shi Ji dared not be careless and immediately activated the Samsara Immortal Sect's "Samsara Heart Sutra," while simultaneously activating the "Hou Yi Shooting the Sun Technique" passed down through her descendants.

And the defensive supernatural powers of the Immortal Ancestral Scripture.

Golden spiritual energy condensed into a thick protective shield around him, and the domineering sword embryo in his hand also shone with dazzling light. He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed fiercely at the black giant hand above his head.

"Shoot-"

The golden sword light collided with the black giant hand, producing a piercing tearing sound.

Shi Ji felt a tremendous force coming from the sword, which made his arm go numb, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood dripped down the hilt.

Although he tried his best to resist, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. The black giant palm, like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly shattered his spiritual energy shield and slammed heavily onto his chest.

With a sickening cracking sound, Shi Ji's chest was pierced by a giant black hand, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.

He groaned, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the light net of the great formation with a "thud."

He fell to the ground with a thud, coughing up blood continuously, and his breath instantly became weak.

"Are all members of your Nightmare Butterfly Clan so vicious? To steal the abilities of others, you are willing to kill them without hesitation."

Shi Ji struggled to raise her head, her eyes filled with resentment and anger, and asked in a deep voice.

The white-haired old man slowly walked up to Shi Ji, looked down at him, and said in a calm tone, "You don't understand."

The cultivation system of the Nightmare Butterfly race is completely different from that of other races. We need to devour the souls and abilities of powerful beings to quickly become stronger. This is the law of survival for our Nightmare Butterfly race, and also the rule of this world.

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, is an immutable law."

The old man paused, then continued, "The weak should be enslaved, and the strong should be above the weak."

If you are not convinced, you can resist, but the final result will inevitably be failure.

If you want to change all of this, there is only one way—become one of my people.

"Our Nightmare Butterfly clan possesses the noblest bloodline. If you are willing to set aside your dignity and become our slave, you will not only survive, but also grow stronger with the help of our clan, escaping the fate of the weak."

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Shi Ji's mouth. He endured the sharp pain in his chest, slowly raised his head, and looked at the white-haired old man with disdain: "Make me your slave? That's impossible."

Even if I die, I will never bow down to you evil cultivators who live by devouring others.

The white-haired old man's face instantly turned gloomy, and he coldly shouted, "Boy!"
Do you really think you're the chosen one, with some special luck? Even at this point, you still dare to be so stubborn!

A sly glint flashed in Shi Ji's eyes as she deliberately provoked him: "You might not be the chosen one, but you're at least better than you good-for-nothings who rely on your ancestors' legacy."

I've heard that your Nightmare Butterfly Clan has been searching for the so-called 'Chosen One' in hopes of using their power to break through to a higher realm, but after so many years, you haven't even found a trace of them.

On the contrary, I broke through to the Emperor Realm at a young age and can even refine top-tier treasures. Perhaps I am the true chosen one?

These words thoroughly enraged the white-haired old man—who was searching for the "Chosen One."

It is a taboo of the Nightmare Butterfly Clan. The clan has spent countless resources on it, but has never gained anything. This has always been a pain in the old man's heart.

When Shi Ji publicly mentioned him and mocked him as a "waste," the old man immediately lost his mind. He grinned maliciously, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You little beast!"

you wanna die!
Today I'll show you what it means to be worse than dead!
I will devour your soul bit by bit, making you watch helplessly as I steal your power, and causing you to die in endless agony!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stopped talking and flashed to Shi Ji's side. He raised his right fist and slammed it down towards Shi Ji's head.

The fist whistled through the air, carrying terrifying power, as if it were about to smash Shi Ji's head open.

Shi Ji was prepared. The moment the old man made his move, he suddenly activated the remaining spiritual power in his body and used the Nine Revolutions Instant Transmission technique, his body dodging to the side like a ghost.

Although his injuries were severe and the power of his supernatural abilities was greatly reduced, he still managed to barely dodge the fatal blow.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Ji gripped the domineering sword embryo in her hand and, taking advantage of the moment when the old man's old power had just dissipated and his new power had not yet been generated, fiercely slashed at the old man's chest.

The golden sword light, like a shooting star piercing the darkness, carried a sharp aura and aimed directly at the old man's vital points.

The old man was slightly startled that Shi Ji could still fight back despite being seriously injured, and quickly raised his arms to block.

"clang--"

The domineering sword embryo collided with the old man's arm, producing a dull metallic clang, sparks flying, and the sound of the collision echoing through the sky.

Shi Ji felt a tremendous force coming from the sword, which made him stagger backward, while the old man was also knocked back three steps by the blow.

Shi Ji was secretly astonished—his domineering sword embryo was a top-tier immortal weapon, extremely sharp. Even if an ordinary Emperor-level expert was wearing a defensive immortal artifact, he would be cleaved in two by a single sword strike. Yet this old man had blocked the attack with his bare body and appeared to be completely unharmed.

"Kid, you think you can hurt me with such simple tricks?"

The white-haired old man chuckled sinisterly. He raised his arms, revealing them covered in a dense layer of black scales that gleamed coldly in the sunlight—dragon scales! (End of Chapter)