I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"You mustn't touch him."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Old Hei's steps suddenly stopped. He turned around abruptly, his gaze sweeping like lightning towards the direction from which the sound came.

Not far away, on the ruins, a woman in white was standing gracefully.

She was slender and graceful, with flowing black hair. Her face was covered by a thin white veil, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as clear and cold as autumn water and stars, as if she did not belong to this mortal world.

She stood there quietly, yet seemed to blend into the world around her, appearing so close yet giving the illusion of being far away.

"What a beautiful woman!"

The moment Jin Wuque saw the woman, his eyes lit up and his breath caught in his throat.

Even through the veil, he could feel her breathtaking and unparalleled elegance.

He immediately straightened his robes, put on what he thought was his most charming smile, stepped forward, and bowed to the woman, saying, "I am Jin Wu of the Misty Rain Pavilion..."

"roll."

However, his usually successful self-introduction was abruptly interrupted by a cold and ruthless word before he could finish.

Jin Wuque's smile froze instantly.

In all his life, no one had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone!

"Fine! Very well!" He laughed in fury, his handsome face contorted with rage. "No one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to me! I've decided to 'punish' you properly!"

He glared at Old Man Hei and shouted, "Old Man Hei, seize her for me! Remember, alive!"

"Yes, young master."

Although Old Hei found the woman's appearance somewhat strange, he didn't think much of it. In his opinion, there was no one in Cangxuan Prefecture whom he couldn't defeat in a single move.

He swayed, and his withered hand reached out to grab the woman in white.

However, the woman in white didn't even lift her eyelids in the face of the angry attack from the expert at the Tongxuan Realm.

She simply raised her right hand slowly.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and make a random stroke in the air.

laugh!

A seemingly ordinary white sword aura burst forth from her fingertips.

That sword energy had no earth-shattering power, no dazzling brilliance; it looked like a child's casual scribbles.

But even such a sword aura, in the instant it cleaved through the void...

The ferocity on the old man's face froze instantly.

His cloudy eyes reflected the approaching white sword energy, and his pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum, his face showing unprecedented fear and horror!

He tried to dodge, but found that his body, along with the surrounding space, was locked in place by an indescribable sharp sword intent, making him unable to move at all!

He wanted to resist, but found that his proud Tongxuan Domain was as fragile as paper in front of that sword energy, collapsing at the slightest touch!

"No……"

He only had time to let out a desperate roar.

puff!

The white sword energy silently sliced ​​across his neck.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Old Man Hei's figure froze in mid-air. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, reaching out to cover his neck, only to touch nothingness.

next second.

His head slowly separated from his body.

A thin line of blood appeared from the neck, and then, blood gushed out like a fountain!

A powerful expert at the Profound Realm has fallen!

One sword!

Just one sword strike!

Jin Wuque's sinister smile froze completely. He stood there motionless, as if frozen in place, his mind blank.

Chu Feng, who was not far away, also had his pupils widen in shock, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves!

Who exactly is this woman?!

One sword cleaves through the profound!

This shocking scene plunged the room into a deathly silence.

Jin Wuque stared blankly as the headless corpse crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. A bone-chilling coldness shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his whole body icy cold and his limbs weak.

He finally realized what a terrifying being he had provoked!

After killing Old Man Hei, the woman in white seemed to have done nothing of importance. Her clear, cold eyes slowly turned towards Jin Wuque.

The moment that gaze fell upon him, Jin Wuque felt his very soul tremble.

He was about to speak when the other person flicked their finger again.

Another sword aura!

"No--!"

Jin Wuque let out a shrill scream. He felt a chill on his right arm, and his entire arm was severed at the shoulder, spurting blood everywhere!

"Who...who are you?!" His face was ashen, clutching his severed arm, he screamed in terror, "My father is the Golden Serpent Protector, one of the four great protectors of the Misty Rain Pavilion! How dare you oppose the Misty Rain Pavilion?!"

"Yanyu Pavilion?"

The woman in white curled her lips into a disdainful smile, her voice icy.

"Go back and tell your father that my name is Ji Ruxue."

Ji Ruxue!

Upon hearing this name, Jin Wuque seemed to recall some terrifying being, his eyes filled with boundless fear. He didn't dare utter another harsh word and fled this place of trouble as fast as he could.

"Who is this woman? How can she be so strong?"

Chu Feng gazed at the stunningly beautiful figure in white, his heart filled with doubt.

He then took a deep breath, suppressing his injuries, and cupped his hands in thanks to the woman: "Thank you for your help, young lady."

Ji Ruxue slowly turned around, her clear, cold eyes falling on Chu Feng as she looked him up and down.

"Nine-Turn Golden Core, indeed impressive combat power." Her voice remained cold and unreadable, revealing neither joy nor anger. "Unfortunately, her cultivation level is too weak."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng raised an eyebrow but did not refute it.

Compared to the mysterious woman before him who could cleave through the Tongxuan realm with a single sword strike, his own cultivation at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage was indeed insignificant.

"May I ask why you are here, young lady?" Chu Feng asked tentatively.

Ji Ruxue did not answer his question. Instead, she stretched out her snow-white jade hand and slowly spoke to Chu Feng. Her voice was like a divine decree from the heavens, leaving no room for doubt.

"Hand over the Seal of Kyushu in your hand."