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

Under the blazing sun, Lu Wanheng stood in the void, his body enveloped in a chilling aura.

Those frosty eyes gazed down at the scene below from beginning to end.

"Hehe... who do you think it is, little sister? It's Qingxuan's sister Lu."

A sweet and melodious voice suddenly rang out beside me, tinged with a hint of teasing.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a pale yellow silk dress arrived, stepping on a trail of light.

Lu Wanheng's eyes remained unchanged. He only glanced at her briefly before turning his gaze back down, as if she were just an insignificant speck of dust.

The woman in yellow didn't seem to care at all, and floated forward as if she were already familiar with the place.

Just as he was about to step within three feet of Lu Wanheng, a cold voice finally rang out, devoid of any warmth: "If you come any closer, you will die."

The woman in yellow paused slightly, then burst into a series of clear laughs: "Hehehe... As expected of the leader of the great saintesses, not only is her appearance outstanding like a celestial maiden, but her temperament is also as cold as ten thousand years of ice."

Instead of taking a step back, she tilted her head to look at Lu Wanheng and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, didn't your Qingxuan Holy Land send people here earlier? Why are you so late, sister?"

Lu Wanheng frowned slightly.

The woman in yellow looked at her expression and smiled again: "Oh? So you didn't know, sister."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Wanheng's heart sank suddenly, and he spoke in a cold voice.

The woman in the yellow dress smiled faintly and pointed to the desolate ancient land below: "This ancient land has recently undergone a sudden change, attracting a great opportunity. However, a strange rule has also arisen here—only those below the Nascent Soul Realm can enter."

Lu Wanheng's frosty eyes narrowed slightly, and she blurted out, "What about the Golden Core realm?"

"Golden Core?"

The woman in yellow scoffed, her tone dismissive: "Those who have entered this place are not only from the major holy sects, but also from various powerful sects, and even disciples of the demonic sects. Those with only Golden Core cultivation are nothing more than ants sending themselves to their deaths."

After hearing this, Lu Wanheng's gaze suddenly swept downwards.

Shen Shuchou, who was just on the edge, has vanished without a trace.

A sudden surge of unease welled up within her, and without further hesitation, she took a step forward, ready to plunge into the desolate ancient land.

But just as she was about to step in, an invisible barrier suddenly rose up from the ground, forcefully stopping her a foot away.

Looking at the unmoving barrier in front of him, Lu Wanheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand to unleash a sharp burst of true energy.

"boom!"

A deafening roar exploded between heaven and earth, and ripples spread across the barrier, yet it remained completely intact.

The roar instantly startled the surrounding cultivators, and all eyes turned to it.

"Isn't that Saintess Lu from the Qingxuan Holy Land?"

"It's her! What's she doing here? And attacking the barrier?"

"Is that Lu Wanheng, the head of the four holy maidens of the four holy lands? Rumor has it that her cultivation is unfathomable. I'll have to see for myself today..."

Discussions rose and fell, and many cultivators mustered their courage to move forward, wanting to get a closer look at the legendary saintess.

The woman in yellow suddenly spoke, her tone arrogant: "What are you all doing here? How dare you spy on the Holy Maiden Qingxuan? Get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators immediately showed expressions of indignation.

"So what if she's a saint!"

"Exactly, they're just from a better background. What's the difference between them and us?"

"To put it nicely, she's a saint; to put it bluntly, she's probably incredibly licentious inside."

A cultivator spoke without restraint, his gaze lewd and unabashedly scrutinizing Lu Wanheng.

The woman in the pale yellow dress watched this scene, covering her mouth with a light laugh, her eyes filled with disdain: "Lu Wanheng, I've never acknowledged your title as the First Saintess, so what can you do about it?"

Most of those gathered below were rogue cultivators of humble origins, already harboring resentment. These words provoked their emotions, which were instantly ignited.

But in the next instant, a strange change occurred in the scene.

The cultivator who had uttered those foul words suddenly clutched his neck, blood gushing out between his fingers, leaving a gruesome bloodstain on his neck.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he swayed before collapsing to the ground.

Lu Wanheng stood in front of him, dressed in spotless white.

"You insulted me, you deserve to die."

His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

In an instant, the surrounding chatter ceased abruptly, and the crowd retreated like a receding tide, each person displaying fear.

No one expected that this seemingly aloof and ethereal saint would so decisively and swiftly commit murder.

Seeing this, the woman in yellow added fuel to the fire, raising her voice: "So what if you're a Holy Maiden? Does that give you the right to take lives so easily? This desolate ancient land is not your Qingxuan Holy Land's backyard!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she met Lu Wanheng's gaze, which suddenly turned towards her.

Those eyes held an undisguised murderous intent.

The next second, Lu Wanheng's figure rushed towards her like a ghost, so fast that he left only a blur.

Far from being afraid, the woman in yellow had a glint of excitement in her eyes. She licked her lips and said, "Well done! I want to see just how much you're worth as the First Holy Maiden!"

In an instant, the two afterimages collided violently in the sky, tearing apart the flowing clouds for thousands of miles with the surging air currents.

Lu Wanheng joined two fingers together, and a cold light suddenly shone from the tips of his fingers. Countless chilling and bone-piercing true qi surged out from his body.

Like a giant, ice-colored net that blots out the sky, carrying a sharp edge that crushes the void, it descends from the heavens.

Wherever the netting pattern passed, fine cracks appeared in the space, and even the light was shattered by the chilling killing intent.

The space was instantly enveloped by a deathly chill, with no blind spots to be found.

Faced with this airtight, deadly move, the woman in yellow's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and her golden-red true energy erupted from her body.

Like a blazing sun rising into the sky, its dazzling light pierced through the cold light covering the sky, and its true energy surged and transformed into a monstrous wave, crashing violently against the overwhelming ice-colored net overhead.

In an instant, golden-red and ice-blue light exploded in the sky, the blinding light instantly engulfing the entire horizon, and a deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"If that's all there is to it, then I'm truly disappointed."

The woman in yellow curled her lips into a mocking smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Faced with such blatant mockery, Lu Wanheng remained silent, but the chill emanating from him grew even more intense, and the killing move in his hand suddenly surged.

The earth-shattering battle between the two had already captured the attention of everyone present, and soon a commotion arose in the crowd as someone recognized the woman in yellow.

"Isn't that Zhan Qianyuan, the Holy Maiden of the Burning Heaven Holy Land?!"

"Heavens! The second-ranked Saintess of Burning Heaven is actually fighting with the first-ranked Saintess!"

Hearing the whispers of those around them, Zhan Qianyuan's eyes flashed with even more ferocity, and she shouted sharply.

"Lu Wanheng, I've been fed up with you for a long time! Why is it that when people mention the Holy Maiden, you're always ranked first? In terms of looks, I'm not even half as good as you? In terms of strength, I'm still far superior to you!"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly let out a soft cry, and her golden true energy erupted, transforming into a raging inferno that swept across the heavens and earth.

"It's the Sun-Swallowing and Heaven-Burning Technique!"

The knowledgeable cultivator suddenly cried out in alarm, his face turning deathly pale.

Terrifying golden flames shot into the sky, turning the entire sky behind Zhan Qianyuan into a blazing sea of ​​fire. The clouds were burned away, and the void itself was distorted and blurred by the intense heat.

Immediately afterwards, from within the endless golden flames, an enormous phantom slowly stepped out.

The moment the phantom opened its eyes, an aura as scorching as the sun and as majestic as the Heavenly Emperor swept across the surroundings, looking down upon the entire desolate ancient land.

Many cultivators below trembled violently, bled from their seven orifices, and were sent flying backwards with serious injuries after merely exchanging a glance with him.

The next instant, a hundred-foot-long spear appeared out of thin air in the golden phantom's hand, its tip wrapped in golden true energy that could incinerate all things, its sharpness pointing directly at Lu Wanheng.

Zhan Qianyuan stood on the phantom's shoulder, laughing coldly and arrogantly.

"Lu Wanheng, if you can withstand this move from me, you win!"

"kill!"

A fierce shout resounded through the sky, and a hundred-foot-long fiery spear, carrying the power to burn the heavens, ripped through the sky and fiercely attacked Lu Wanheng!