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The edge of the Kyushu barrier. To the northeast.

Fairy Caiyun went out today to visit Fairy Hanzhi.

She and Han Zhixian were old acquaintances.

They were all outer disciples of the Jie Sect, and they all belonged to the type who did not compete or fight, but quietly cultivated the Tao.

The two had a good relationship back when they were on Jin'ao Island.

Later, when Hanzhi Fairy married into the Pangu Palace, Fairy Caiyun was happy for her for quite some time.

To be able to marry into the Pangu Palace is such a blessing.

You need to know what status the Pangu Palace holds in the prehistoric world.

Let alone the outer disciples of the Jie Sect, even among the eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, there are probably some who secretly envy them.

Fairy Caiyun came this time, firstly to see how Fairy Hanzhi was doing.

Secondly, he brought some spirit shells from the East Sea for Han Zhixian—small gifts that the two often exchanged.

She flew in from the northeast, riding on a cloud.

She wore a light purple dress, her long hair was tied up with a silver hairpin, and she had a slender figure.

The cultivation level of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal in the early stage is not high, but it is still considered respectable among rogue cultivators.

As she approached the Kyushu Barrier, she slowed down.

The barrier has an approval system; she must first submit an "invitation letter from the Witch Clan" to legally enter the country.

Han Zhixian had already applied for a pass for her.

She took the small token out of her pocket and was about to move closer to the barrier.

Suddenly, an extremely cold aura came from behind.

Fairy Caiyun felt a tightness in her back.

She turned around abruptly.

That's too late.

A large, dark gray hand reached out from the void and grabbed her neck.

"Little girl, instead of staying home obediently, you ran off to a place like this—are you trying to get yourself killed?"

A hoarse voice came through.

Fairy Caiyun saw the face of the person who came.

Or rather—he saw the face of the person who had just arrived, a face that was now completely unrecognizable.

His facial features were burned beyond recognition, and all his hair and beard were gone.

His skin was patchy, with dark black and purplish-blue marks.

It looks like a roasted sweet potato that has been baked by fire and struck by lightning.

He feared leaving his grandson behind.

One of the eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

That unlucky guy who was struck black by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning and robbed clean by Lin Xuan's children last time.

Fairy Caiyun was greatly surprised.

"Ju Liusun! Are you insane? I am a disciple of the Jie Sect! How dare you lay a hand on me—"

"The Jie Sect?" Ju Liusun sneered. "What kind of good people are the Jie Sect, getting involved with that Lin Xuan? I'm using you as a pledge of allegiance today; my master won't say anything to me when I get back."

He tightened his grip on Fairy Caiyun's neck.

The fairy's face turned bright red.

She struggled desperately, but her cultivation level as an early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was far inferior to that of Ju Liusun.

Although Ju Liusun's cultivation level had been reduced to the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm by Lin Xuan's antics, even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse, and he could still easily crush Fairy Caiyun.

"You...aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Tongtian Sect Leader?"

Ju Liusun laughed heartily.

"Pursue? The Tongtian Sect Leader is now mixed up with that witch clan. What can he do to me if I beat his disciple? Master Yuanshi will protect me."

Is what he said true?

Not necessarily.

But Ju Liusun had already gone mad.

Lin Xuan's actions caused his cultivation to plummet, all his magical treasures to be lost, and his appearance to be disfigured; his mentality had long since collapsed.

A person who is desperate and has nowhere else to turn is in the most dangerous situation.

He couldn't beat Lin Xuan, nor could he beat those brats, but he was more than capable of taking down a lone outer disciple of the Jie Sect.

Capture a disciple of the Jie Sect and take him back, whether as a hostage or as spoils of war, to demonstrate your loyalty to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Fairy Caiyun was held in mid-air by him, her breath growing weaker and weaker.

Her hands frantically searched inside her clothes—and finally touched a smooth bead.

That was a thunderbolt she used for self-defense.

It's not of high quality; it's just an ordinary acquired spiritual treasure.

But releasing it at close range is enough to create a window of opportunity for escape.

Fairy Caiyun gritted her teeth and broke the Thunder Pearl into pieces.

"boom!"

A muffled thunderclap exploded between the two.

Ju Liusun was forced to take three steps back after being hit by the blast.

His hand loosened.

Fairy Caiyun took the opportunity to fall downwards.

But her breathing was already disordered, and she couldn't steady herself at all.

She rolled toward the barrier.

Once you enter the barrier—

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ju Liusun realized what was happening and slapped him.

The slap carried the full cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

It was patted on the back of Fairy Caiyun.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Fairy Caiyun's mouth.

Her body tumbled through the air several times before crashing heavily to the ground.

Several of his meridians were severed.

The internal organs suffered severe damage.

She lay on the ground, her fingers digging deep marks into the soil.

They desperately climbed towards the Kyushu Barrier.

It was so close.

It was only a dozen steps away.

Once you're inside, you'll be safe.

Ju Liusun slowly walked over and looked down at the Fairy of Colorful Clouds on the ground.

"Stop struggling. You can't escape today."

He reached out his hand, ready to grab someone.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the back of Fairy Caiyun's head—

A clear, melodious gibbon cry came from afar.

It was so loud it shook the clouds apart.