Practicing Qi to snatch a Yuanying for marriage? Do you think this is a female channel?

After being subjected to Gu Shenge's oppressive aura, most of the surrounding clouds and mist dissipated, leaving Lin Shu with nowhere to escape.

As Jun Mengqing drew near, the aura of the young emperor of Qingqiu solidified behind him into the phantom of the emperor of Qingqiu, enormous, majestic, and as vast as an abyss.

Most of the cultivators who followed them were just trying to take advantage of the situation, and none of them stepped forward to help.

A glint of cyan light flashed in Jun Mengqing's palm, shimmering faintly, as it swept across the dim world, passing right by Lin Shu's neck.

What followed was a crisp metallic vibrato, like the resonant ringing of a sharp sword.

Lin Shu's neck trembled almost imperceptibly, and the next moment his head rolled down from the sky and crashed into the clouds. The surrounding attribute energy swirled and entangled like lightning, instantly corroding his head beyond recognition, leaving it charred black.

Jun Mengqing wanted to establish her authority, so she didn't hold back and instantly killed her opponent. The effect was immediate, and the accompanying cultivators all shrank back to a distance, not daring to step forward.

Where Gu Shenge was. The Yin-Yang Millstone was still slowly turning, constantly tearing apart and merging the laws and order of heaven and earth, crushing them into the purest power, and merging into Gu Shenge's body.

One by one, those dilapidated cloud crosses were incorporated into the millstone, crumbling and turning to dust.

Inside the Yin-Yang Millstone, Gu Shenge had already entered. The millstone rolled by, and everything inside seemed like a herd of beasts being driven away, running wildly. But under the crushing force of the millstone, they could not resist and eventually collapsed.

Among them was the Holy Son of the Soaring Dragon, whose soul was incomplete and roaring within it. The god he worshipped was still infusing him with power. The beam of white light pierced through the Yin-Yang Millstone and shone on him, maintaining his incomplete soul state.

Among them were the low murmurs of chanting, which were the ancient scriptures that these fanatical cultivators had received, but the Holy Son of Tenglong no longer believed in their contents.

This divine realm they once worshipped was more like a death warrant; after accepting it, they all rushed to Gu Shenge's place to die.

That is to say, this beam of holy light was indeed sustaining his life; otherwise, he would have rejected it outright.

After all, he had no other choice. His cries would not be heard by Gu Shenge in the vast Yin-Yang millstone. Gu Shenge was like a god in the Yin-Yang millstone, high above and looking down on everything.

"Click-click-click..."

As the cloud-like cross around him was crushed, he suddenly felt a heavy crushing force. He cried out, but before he could utter a sound, his body suddenly collapsed and vanished into nothingness, leaving no trace of his will.

The divine light, suddenly losing its target, trembled, seemingly not expecting Gu Shenge to be so decisive, directly annihilating the being it had chosen.

The runes were chaotic, like water suddenly stirred up.

"Buzz!"

With a deafening roar, the once holy and gentle white light suddenly turned blood red, like a blade from hell, crashing down from the sky and slamming into the Yin-Yang Millstone, moving horizontally, attempting to cut the Yin-Yang Millstone in two.

The Yin-Yang Millstone devoured everything, but the beam of light was indeed extraordinary, actually piercing through the millstone. Just as the beam of light was about to split the millstone, the Yin and Yang energies, like turbulent currents, began to flow wildly and entangle with each other. The blood-red beam of light was like being stuck in a quagmire. Even if it could stir it up, it could never break free and could only struggle within it.

Moreover, the more one struggles, the faster one sinks, and the elemental power within is constantly being devoured and eroded.

The cultivators from all sides watched in utter terror. The lingering power emanating from the Yin-Yang Millstone made them feel a suffocating, terrifying force. With their own strength, they were no match for it; in fact, getting close would likely result in being crushed by the aftershocks. Meanwhile, above, the clouds gathered and shifted. In the area where the holy light shone, the distorted clouds gradually formed a hollow face, surveying everything below with cold indifference and immense power, as if looking down upon countless ants, unmoved by anything.

The monks who had come by divine decree suddenly became solemn. They had all studied and practiced the techniques in the church and were already believers in the gods. Under the influence of those scriptures, they developed a strange fondness for the cold, indifferent face that appeared in the sky.

Their gazes were devout, and they were no longer afraid of Gu Shenge's oppressive aura. They took the initiative to emerge from behind the hidden clouds, respectfully prostrated themselves on the ground, and began to kowtow.

They were still chanting some unknown incantations, the sound of their chanting resounding through the heavens and earth, causing the clouds to churn and churn in all directions, leaving everyone astonished.

Amidst the deafening chanting, bells rang out from the churches scattered throughout the land, their resounding chimes echoing across the heavens and earth, deeply moving all who heard them.

The church where the cultivators of Cangxuan Holy Land and Jietian Sect were located was also shaking, and at the same time, there was a force repelling them, as if trying to squeeze them out of the church.

However, with the suppression of the Primordial Dao Bell, that force was unable to cause much of a disturbance and subsided in no time.

The Primordial Bell carries the power of the great world; a mere church is naturally powerless to resist it.

However, the situation outside was indeed out of control. The churches emitted a dazzling white divine light in the clouds, shooting out divine rays that gathered and condensed in the sky, transforming into streaks of white divine runes that shone with holy light. Under the face of the clouds, they formed an existence similar to a magic circle.

Gu Shenge narrowed her eyes, activated the Yin-Yang Millstone, and smashed it directly at those holy runes, intending to devour and refine their power.

The originally indifferent face of the cloud-like figure gradually became distorted.

"Arrogant! Gu Shengge, how dare you be so arrogant when you are merely at the peak of the Dao Integration Realm? Do I really have to personally take action to kill you?"

Gu Shenge scoffed: "Haven't you been doing this all along? Is this some kind of magic array you brought from another realm? Sorry, I'm going to destroy it."

Gu Shenge also had a premonition; this magic array seemed to be used for guidance, and he had captured the fluctuating spatial power within it.

That's why he was so determined to destroy the magic array so that the other party couldn't get through.

"Aaaaah! Gu Shenge, you've gone too far!"

The distorted cloud-like face seemed truly angry, constantly spinning and flashing, eventually transforming into a vortex that resonated with the Holy Radiance Array below.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, a gigantic claw covered in black scales emerged from the vortex and slammed down with a fierce killing intent.

The ultimate target of that giant claw was Gu Shenge below.

Gu Shenge's expression changed drastically. The gigantic claw swept in, shattering the spatial barrier above, and arrived in an instant, its killing intent chilling to the bone. (End of Chapter)