He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

Xu Yi drew his longsword, tapped his toes, and dashed out of the tent like lightning, flying towards the direction from which the loud noise came.

Just as Xu Yi left, Bai Li, who had been lying obediently on the ground, suddenly raised her head.

With a flick of its tail, its snow-white body flashed and it silently followed.

Outside the main camp, smoke and dust billowed, and shouts of battle shook the heavens.

Liu Hong and Zhang Chenji are leading all the elite troops of the third route in a fierce attack on Xu Yi's main camp.

Zhang Chenji, clad in silver armor and wielding a long spear, stood proudly in mid-air, the spear pointing directly at the camp, its sound like thunder.

"Kill! Break through the main camp and capture Xu Yi alive!"

The soldiers behind him, their eyes bloodshot, roared and launched wave after wave of fierce attacks on the camp.

Liu Hong, standing nearby, noticed something amiss as he looked around.

There were many fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, which were very well concealed, but as a Star Realm expert, he could still sense something was amiss.

Just as Liu Hong became wary and was about to order a retreat, a sudden change occurred.

"Buzz—!"

A buzzing sound rang out as the array was activated, instantly turning the formation that had been hidden in the night into a fully activated array.

Countless elite soldiers clad in black armor charged out of the formation, surrounding Liu Hong and Zhang Chenji's army.

People were everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground, and shouts of battle instantly resounded through the heavens.

Liu Hong and his group were completely dumbfounded.

Sima Wen's expression changed, and he staggered to Zhang Chenji's side, shouting hoarsely.

"Oh no! Your Highness, retreat quickly! We've been ambushed!"

Liu Hong suddenly turned his head, staring intently at Sima Wen, his eyes bloodshot, and roared.

"Sima Wen! What kind of bullshit idea did you come up with!"

Sima Wen's forehead veins bulged with anxiety, and his voice was filled with urgency.

"Now is not the time to complain. General, you should lead your men to cover the rear! Protecting His Highness is the most important thing!"

Liu Hong was so angry that his eyes widened, and he pointed at Sima Wen's nose and started cursing.

"Make me cover your retreat? You old codger, why don't you cover your own retreat?! Why should I die because of your mistakes?!"

Just then, a sound pierced the air.

"No need to cut it off, none of you can escape."

Xu Yi, holding a long sword, slowly descended from mid-air, his body surrounded by a faint black spiritual aura.

Seeing this, a hint of fear flashed in Liu Hong's eyes, but he still forced a cold snort.

"We're both at the Star Realm, do you think I'd be afraid of you?"

After saying that, he swung his axe, poured all his spiritual power into it, and slashed fiercely at Xu Yi.

As a result, Liu Hong was blasted more than fifty meters away by the black spiritual energy on Xu Yi's sword in just one exchange, and fell straight to the ground.

Sima Wen stared wide-eyed, then gasped in shock.

"ah?!"

How is this possible? They're both at the Star Realm, yet the difference in their abilities is so vast!

Xu Yi slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze sweeping over the pale-faced Sima Wen.

"There are also differences between those at the Star Realm."

This is the technique he used in his previous life when he was at the Quasi-Emperor level, called the "Seven Killings Sword of the Ghostly Soul".

Although it's less than one percent of its peak power, it's still enough to create an overwhelming advantage among those at the same level.

During the ten-odd days in this dream, Xu Yi spent almost every spare moment reviewing the cultivation techniques from his previous life.

Xu Yi's gaze slowly turned to Zhang Chenji, whose face was deathly pale.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhang Chenji suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

Xu Yi, who often improvised suicides, immediately recognized that he was about to self-destruct.

Zhang Chenji knew he had lost again, and lost miserably.

Now that he has lost tens of thousands of elite troops, he has no face to live anymore, and even if he wanted to live, he couldn't.

He wanted to end it all in the most dramatic way possible, at least to preserve his last shred of dignity.

Father, at least I'm not a coward.

Although he wouldn't get hurt, Xu Yi still quickly stopped him, kicking him to the ground.

As soon as he kicked one, another one started to self-destruct.

"Your Highness! I knew I hadn't chosen the wrong person to follow!"

Xu Yi kicked again.

Just as Xu Yi was about to leap down, he saw Zhang Chenji and Sima Wen on the ground exchange a glance and then launch another self-destruction.

Boom! Boom!

Xu Yi was thrown back several steps by the blast wave. Looking at the dust billowing into the sky, he couldn't help but rub his forehead, his lips twitching.

"Wow...you two are really ruthless...I acknowledge you."

With the deaths of Liu Hong and Zhang Chenji, the entire battlefield collapsed in an instant.

The imperial soldiers, who had been putting up a stubborn resistance, abandoned their armor and fled in all directions, crying and screaming.

Just as Xu Yi was about to follow and chase after the remaining soldiers, he caught a glimpse of a small, snow-white figure wagging its tail as it emerged from the bushes beside him.

It's white glass.

Bai Li had secretly slipped out of the tent at some point and was stumbling and running towards him across the chaotic battlefield with her short legs.

Xu Yi was furious. He flew over in a flash, reached out and hugged it tightly.

"Didn't we tell you not to come out? It's so dangerous here, what if you, a fox with no cultivation, get hurt?"

Bai Li nestled in his arms, just as she was about to rub her soft little head against Xu Yi's bottom, when she felt a slight pain.

Xu Yi slapped its little bottom.

Bai Li immediately felt wronged, her two pointed ears drooped down, and her dark grape-like eyes were covered with a layer of moisture.

She looked at Xu Yi pitifully, making a sobbing sound in her throat, as if she was accusing Xu Yi.

Xu Yi looked at it and wanted to say something more, but then he felt a warm hand gently pinch his cheek.

A vague yet familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Wake up...wake up..."

At the same time, a system notification sounded in my mind.

[Ding! Interference with the host's external body has been detected. Preparing for forced evacuation from the current world... Evacuation countdown: 3, 2, 1...]

When Xu Yi opened his eyes again, he and Su Qingluan locked eyes.

Su Qingluan looked... oh, I couldn't see her clearly, it was the middle of the night.

Xu Yi was still a little dazed, his head still spinning from the battle in his dream.

As it was late at night, he blinked, yawned, and asked...

"W-what's wrong?"

Su Qingluan rested her chin on her hand, her fingertips lightly tapping the brocade quilt, a faint smile curving her red lips.

"I can't sleep."

Xu Yi rolled over, burying himself under the covers, only half his face showing, his tone full of helplessness.

"Then why did you wake me up?"

Seeing Xu Yi turn around, Su Qingluan went over to him again on her own.

"Can you lull me to sleep?"