Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

A tall, slender figure dressed in a black dragon robe walked out from inside.

Her long, purplish-gold hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and when she looked around, it seemed as if stars were falling from the sky.

"Hmm!?" Li Chen's eyes narrowed.

The moment that figure stepped out, he had the illusion that he was facing a higher level of being.

"What was that feeling just now?" Li Chen frowned, but when he saw the three patriarchs of Tianmen behind him who still looked normal, he immediately shook his head.

"It seems that what I just felt was an illusion."

"Finally decided to let go, huh?" Li Chen suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, pointed at Xia Jin and sneered, "I thought you were going to hide behind a woman for the rest of your life."

Xia Jin ignored his words.

He simply took a step forward and instantly appeared behind Leng Yuexi.

"Yuexi, are you alright?"

He reached out and gently embraced Leng Yuexi's slender waist, his gaze falling on her small face.

Leng Yuexi was slightly taken aback, then a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She shook her head: "Don't worry, husband, I'm fine."

As she spoke, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and her gaze fell on Xia Jin's hair.

"Husband, your hair... why has it turned this color?"

Leng Yuexi couldn't help but reach out and touch Xia Jin's long, purple-gold hair.

Compared to her previous head of black hair, Xia Jin now seemed to have a more noble air about her, and a sense of superiority over all living beings.

Xia Jin smiled, a hint of helplessness in her smile. "I'm not entirely sure either. It was just cultivating, and suddenly it turned into this shape. What? Doesn't it look good?"

"Of course it looks good!" A blush appeared on Leng Yuexi's face. She preferred Xia Jin's current hair color to black hair.

"I'm glad you like it. Alright, take Xuanji downstairs quickly." Xia Jin gently patted her shoulder and then nodded to Su Xuanji.

At this moment, Su Xuanji was staring blankly at him.

A rare moment of absentmindedness appeared on that stunningly beautiful face.

"Could this woman really be bewitched by me?!" Xia Jin wondered, but also felt a secret thrill.

After Leng Yuexi pulled the still-dazed Su Xuanji back to the ground, Xia Jin turned around.

He glanced at Li Chen and the three ancestors behind him, then put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards them.

His gaze swept over Li Chen, then fell on the elderly man beside him whose aura was even more profound.

"What? Are you in such a hurry to come and die?"

Xia Jin looked at the other person with a half-smile, her tone clearly tinged with sarcasm. "Bringing this old geezer along? Are you afraid of being alone after you die?"

"Rat! What did you say?!" Li Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The face of the Third Patriarch of Tianmen beside him, which had been as calm as still water, was now covered with frost.

As a ninth-level Divine Realm expert, he was a figure who could shake the entire Tianqi Continent with a stomp of his foot. When had he ever been treated so disrespectfully? Moreover, it was by a junior from the barren land of the Eastern Xuan Continent!

"court death!"

The Third Ancestor snorted coldly, his aura surging slightly, and the surrounding space began to distort and deform.

"Wait, Third Ancestor, leave this guy to me!" Li Chen raised his right hand, stopping the Third Ancestor who was about to make a move.

He slowly drew his double maces from behind him, and with the maces in hand, Li Chen's aura began to rise steadily.

"Alright, I'm here today, I don't have time to waste with your nonsense."

"Hand over the treasure from the temple, and I will spare your life."

The wind stopped.

Xia Jin quietly looked at Li Chen's somewhat manic face.

He gently shook his head.

"You want me to hand over the treasure?"

"Are you worthy?"

These three words were like a thorn, piercing deeply into Li Chen's heart.

A chilling glint flashed in his eyes!

"Looks like you won't admit defeat until you see the coffin! Fine! Today I'll break your limbs first, then let you watch everyone around you die before your very eyes! Let's see how long you can keep up this stubbornness!"

After saying that, Li Chen's figure disappeared from the spot!

The next moment, he was already standing in front of Xia Jin!

With a swing of his twin maces, the terrifying power caused the surrounding void to collapse continuously, slamming down heavily towards Xia Jin's head!

Two black dragon phantoms roared out from the mace, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Xia Jin. The roar shook the heavens and earth, causing Xia Yu and the others below to change their expressions drastically!

A hint of worry flashed in Leng Yuexi's eyes: "Husband!"

Su Xuanji's hand, which was holding the Azure Lotus Sword, had unknowingly turned somewhat white.

However, even Xia Jin himself didn't know just how strong he had become after this seclusion.

He looked at the maces moving as slowly as a snail, then simply raised his hands and casually stretched them forward.

then.

Caught.

The two menacing black dragons shattered and vanished like bubbles the moment Xia Jin's hands touched the maces.

"Something's not right with this guy!!" A chill suddenly ran through Li Chen's body; Xia Jin's action startled him!

He tried to pull back his double maces, but found that they were firmly held in Xia Jin's hands and wouldn't budge!

"This...this is impossible!"

"Let go!! You bastard, let go of me!!" Li Chen roared, veins bulging on his forehead.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief. The pair of maces seemed to be rooted to the spot, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them an inch!

"I don't know where you get your confidence from! With this little strength, you dare to come and ask me for treasures!?" Xia Jin looked at Li Chen with a calm expression, as if she were looking at an ant on the ground.

then.

He applied slight pressure with both hands.

To Li Chen's horror, the double maces that he had spent countless efforts to forge were actually bent by Xia Jin!

"This...this...how dare you damage my double maces like this!?"

Li Chen was somewhat bewildered. What kind of monster was this?!

"Li Chen, step back."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded behind him.

The three patriarchs of Tianmen stretched out their right hands to block Li Chen.

His gaze fell on Xia Jin, and for the first time, a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes. "You are no match for this man. This fellow's strength is probably about to catch up with mine."

Li Chen's expression was uncertain, but he didn't dare to say a word. He glared at Xia Jin, but retreated behind the Third Ancestor.

Xia Jin ignored the other party and casually tossed the pair of twisted maces down from the void. Then his gaze fell on the Three Ancestors.

"Hey, you old geezer."

"It wasn't easy for you to cultivate to this level, how could you be so foolish as to come and die with this piece of trash?"

The Third Patriarch's face darkened.

However, before he could speak, Xia Jin continued:

"Very well. I will take pity on you and have a fine coffin made for you after you die."

Xia Jin's repeated taunts caused the Third Ancestor's face to darken completely.

"Arrogant!"

"Youngster, today I'll show you what true power is! You may be strong, but there are many stronger than you in this world, and I happen to be one of them!!"

The Third Patriarch raised his hand, and a stone seal the size of a fingernail appeared in his right hand.

"You're overconfident, old ghost!" Xia Jin sneered at the other party, then beckoned to the Three Ancestors of Tianmen.

"There are certainly people stronger than me, but you are definitely not one of them!!"