After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

They looked hesitant or had shifty eyes, as if they had a thousand concerns, and none of them dared to take the first step.

A slight upturn of her lips revealed a cold, icy smirk.

The next moment, she took a step forward, and the demonic power that concealed her receded like a tide, exposing her figure to everyone's eyes without reservation.

The moment her figure was revealed, everyone present was slightly taken aback.

They had previously learned that the World Will was a woman, but what appeared before them was a handsome young man.

However, for them, whether they are male or female is not important; what matters is the powerful force contained within the will of this world.

When Shen Xuejian, who was deep in Mo Xin's heart, saw the appearance of the person who came, her heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and she was instantly shocked.

Her eyes were filled with surprise and excitement, and she couldn't help but whisper in her heart, "Little brother."

Fifth Qinghan's cold eyes were like a ghostly light in the cold night as he swept his gaze around at everyone.

Anyone who met his gaze felt a chill run down their spine, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast, their blood seemingly freezing in their veins.

After circling around, Fifth Qinghan spoke in a clear, cold voice, like a mountain spring, "Since you've come all this way and haven't moved an inch, perhaps you're afraid?"

Faced with Fifth Qinghan's provocative words, the Fellow Daoist Huang's eyes widened in anger.

He snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his aura suddenly intensified.

He shouted, "Since none of you dare to come forward, then let this sect master test what exactly this 'worldly will' is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over like a black lightning bolt.

He suddenly raised his fist, veins bulging, and with a force capable of shattering mountains, smashed it down towards Fifth Qinghan's head.

The force of the punch tore through the air like a sharp blade, emitting a piercing shriek, and even drawing several tiny cracks in the air.

Faced with this body-refining strike that was powerful enough to shatter mountains, Fifth Qinghan's expression remained indifferent.

The demonic blade slashed out like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, its blade swirling with dark demonic patterns, carrying the chilling killing intent of the deepest hell.

The moment the fist clashed with the knife, a deafening explosion suddenly resounded throughout the world.

Centered on the point of impact, a visible shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami, sending debris flying.

The expressions of the people on the sidelines changed drastically. They all activated their cultivation techniques and summoned defensive magical artifacts, barely managing to withstand the aftershocks of this violent energy.

Once the dust settled, everyone's gaze was immediately drawn to the center of the battlefield, only to be met with a collective gasp.

The current sect leader of the Qi Xuan Sect was kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving violently, and a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Fifth Qinghan's demonic blade was firmly held three inches from his throat, the eerie light on the blade making his face as pale as paper.

This single exchange resulted in a body-refining expert, renowned for his physical strength, being reduced to such a wretched state under the demonic blade.

"Is that all you've got?"

Fifth Qinghan spoke softly, his voice as cold as the snow that had never melted on an ice peak for thousands of years, carrying a chilling and contemptuous tone.

Huang Daoyou's face turned as red as a pig's liver, and he gritted his teeth, but could only remain silent.

At this moment, he had brought his Mahayana realm cultivation to its fullest extent, with every meridian running wildly and every bit of spiritual power fighting against the odds.

However, he was as if trapped in an invisible yet incredibly resilient net, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not escape from Fifth Qinghan's blade.

The blade's light, radiating a chilling aura of death, clung to him like a leech, dragging him step by step into the boundless abyss of hell.

As the shadow of death drew ever closer, the chilling aura engulfed him like a tidal wave.

Huang Daoyou no longer cared about saving face or dignity, and roared hoarsely, "Save me!"

However, upon hearing this, everyone remained motionless, like wooden or clay sculptures, and not a single person stepped forward.

Their eyes held hesitation, fear, and even a hint of schadenfreude.

Seeing this, Fellow Daoist Huang became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He hurriedly cried out, tears streaming down his face, "If you don't all attack together, you are no match for her!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes flickered slightly.

Judging from the current situation, the power displayed by the will of this world is terrifyingly strong.

In a one-on-one situation, they are no match for Fifth Qinghan.

Perhaps, only by working together to subdue it can we consider other things.

Thinking this, the old Taoist's eyes sharpened, and he brought his two fingers together like a sword, unleashing a sharp burst of true energy that shot towards Fifth Qinghan like an arrow.

The true energy shimmered with a ghostly green light, carrying a hint of chill, as it sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

But as soon as he made a move, his heart skipped a beat, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart tightly.

His gaze quickly swept over, only to see an extreme sword light, like a meteor, piercing the dark night sky, rushing towards him with unparalleled momentum.

The sword light was dazzling, like a silver river falling from the heavens, exuding a chilling killing intent.

The one who made the move was none other than Fifth Shu Shuang, dressed in white, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed as he slashed down at Old Daoist Fang with a dragon's roar.

On the other side, Fifth Qinghan suddenly chuckled softly.

The blade suddenly pressed down, a flash of blood, and with a "ripping" sound, Huang Daoyou's body was torn apart like a rag, his internal organs and flesh flying everywhere.

As she absorbed that dissipated spiritual energy, an eerie purple light appeared deep within her pupils.

The power of the world's will is resonating with the blood and souls before us.

Immediately, she turned her gaze to the remaining people. Before they could react, she leaped into the air, her demonic blade bursting with blinding black light in mid-air, transforming into a thousand-foot-tall phantom that pressed down on the crowd.

The patterns on the blade moved like a living creature, and wherever it passed, space twisted into a vortex, and the rubble turned into dust under the intense pressure.

"Attack together!"

Old Master Fang broke through the oncoming sword energy, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the overwhelming blade shadows. His voice carried a ruthless determination.

Upon hearing this, everyone disregarded everything else and immediately unleashed their abilities to defend against the overwhelming, sky-swallowing blade shadow.

However, there were still a few people in the arena who remained motionless as if nailed to the spot.

As Shan Chi stared at the sword shadow that seemed to cleave the sky, a storm raged in his heart.

A whisper escaped his throat: "When do you plan to make your move?"

Four years ago, Fifth Qinghan was nothing more than an ant in his palm, but now he can unleash such a world-destroying strike.

At this moment, under the power of this blade, he was as insignificant as those ants who looked up to him four years ago.

"No rush."

Before Shan Chi could finish speaking, the figure formed from fragments of the Heavenly Dao had already quietly stood beside him.

The moment it appeared, Mo's gaze was fixed on that figure like a sharp sword.

Sensing the ethereal power flowing around the other party, a trace of apprehension flashed in Mo's eyes.