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

The sense of crisis piercing his bones from behind was like a persistent boil, relentlessly pursuing him, and Shen Shuchou dared not stop for a moment.

With his toes barely touching the ground, his figure sped through the yellow sand, his true energy almost reaching its limit.

Having gone through several lifetimes, aside from the special threat posed by the female protagonist, this was the first time he had ever felt such a deadly danger that penetrated to the bone from someone else.

He could clearly sense that the figure in black robes was always following behind him, sometimes far away and sometimes near, but always maintaining a suffocating sense of oppression.

Even though he could catch up with just one more step, the other side deliberately didn't, like a cat playing with a mouse, intentionally letting him struggle and enjoying the process of the prey running futilely on the edge of despair.

"Heh... Run... Faster..."

A hoarse laugh drifted on the wind, carrying a sticky, bloody stench that crept into Shen Shuchou's ears, sending chills down his spine.

Shen Shuchou's speed increased, and suddenly three figures appeared in his field of vision ahead, talking in hushed tones around a boulder.

Upon seeing this, a thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly turned and rushed towards the three people.

"Who is it?"

Hearing hurried footsteps, the three people beside the stone immediately turned around warily. The leader was a young man in a gray robe, his eyes sharp as knives, who demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

Before they could finish speaking, Shen Shuchou's figure had already entered their field of vision.

He glanced at the cultivation levels of the three men, all of whom were at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. He was slightly disappointed, but he still drew his Shufeng Sword immediately.

"Sizzle!"

The sword light suddenly shone, sweeping out amidst a cloud of yellow sand, instantly obscuring the view of this area.

Taking advantage of the sand and fog, Shen Shuchou slipped through the gap between the three like an eel.

"Senior sister, these three old bastards are all in your hands now!"

He shouted loudly, his voice deliberately provocative.

The three men were caught off guard by the sudden attack, and upon hearing the term "old bastard," they were instantly enraged.

Before they could even make a move to chase after Shen Shuchou, a figure in black robes arrived like a ghost, the dark demonic aura emanating from him causing the air to freeze.

"court death!"

The gray-robed youth roared angrily!

He immediately swung his palm and struck out, while the two behind him also attacked at the same time, with three beams of spiritual light blasting towards the woman in black robes.

Faced with the three men's attack, the woman in black robes suddenly stopped. Her empty black eyes swept over them, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Instead of rushing after Shen Shuchou, she kept her eyes firmly on the three "prey" who had come to her.

"Hehe...another extra meal."

As her hoarse laughter subsided, she swayed, and her dark, demonic hands simultaneously reached out to the three of them.

Where the palm wind passed, the yellow sand was instantly dyed black, and the spiritual light of the three people melted away quickly in the face of the demonic energy, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

The screams quickly rang out, but then stopped abruptly.

Shen Shuchou, who had already run dozens of feet away, heard the commotion behind him. He did not stop, but a chill ran through his heart.

Outside the barrier, Lu Wanheng finally couldn't hold back and got up. The inexplicable throbbing in her heart surged more and more intensely, making her restless.

A sharp, anxious throbbing sensation washed over her, and she instinctively raised her hand to cover her chest.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Elder Chen, who was standing nearby, immediately spoke up to inquire.

Lu Wanheng's gaze hardened, and his voice was resolute: "My disciple is in danger."

As soon as she finished speaking, she swayed and took a step forward, instantly arriving at the barrier of the desolate ancient land.

Gazing at that invisible yet solid barrier, Lu Wanheng slowly closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her vision had transformed into a vast expanse of white ice, and a bone-chilling cold spread outwards from her.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuanfeng's heart tightened, and he instantly understood her intention: she actually wanted to forcibly break through this barrier!

He was about to speak to dissuade them when Lu Wanheng's cold voice fell: "I beg Elder Chen to stop them for me."

As soon as the words were spoken, the heavens and earth around the desolate ancient land trembled violently, and several supreme pressures that could crush mountains and rivers rose up one after another.

"Saintess Qingxuan, what are you going to do?"

A furious shout rang out.

"Stop right now!"

"How dare you! You dare to break the ancient land's protective barrier?"

Several figures arrived through the air; all were elderly men with white hair and beards, their auras calm and unwavering, clearly renowned experts.

Chen Xuanfeng felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at these individuals, whose names he could recall and who carried considerable weight across the Five Continents.

This time, only one elder from Qingxuan Holy Land accompanied him, while the other side consisted of several top experts.

But when he turned to look at Lu Wanheng, he finally sighed softly, "Fine... this old body of mine will go crazy with the Holy Maiden this once."

The moment the words fell, Chen Xuanfeng's palm trembled, and the spirit sword at his waist rang out as it was drawn!

The sword's blade swallows the winds and clouds of the heavens, its spine surges with the energy of the vast ocean, its cold light hangs like an inverted Milky Way, and its sharpness is like a blade that cleaves the sky.

He raised his arm, held his sword, and fiercely slashed at the vast sky.

When the sword fell, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds and the heavens, its sword intent overwhelming and devastating.

Suddenly, a powerful sword curtain spanning the heavens and earth took shape, a formidable barrier that stood firmly between Lu Wanheng and the elders.

Chen Xuanfeng stepped on the flowing sword energy that filled the sky, ascending to the front of the crowd with each step, his spirit sword held horizontally in front of his chest.

His sharp brilliance shone brightly in all directions. He slowly cupped his hands, his voice resounding throughout the land, his demeanor resolute and awe-inspiring.

"I am Chen Xuanfeng of the Qingxuan Holy Land! Today, I am blocking your path while protecting others, so I must offend all of you fellow cultivators!"

Upon seeing this, the faces of the elderly men all darkened.

"Chen Xuanfeng, are you really going to protect her from this nonsense?"

One of them said in a deep voice.

"Have you thought about what will happen to the disciples inside once this barrier is broken?"

Chen Xuanfeng's gaze swept over the crowd, and he declared loudly, "How can I stand idly by while my Qingxuan disciples are in trouble? As for the consequences of the barrier breaking... I, Chen Xuanfeng, will bear them all!"

"You think you're qualified to take on such a heavy responsibility?"

The elder from the Burning Heaven Holy Land looked at Chen Xuanfeng with a gloating expression.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuanfeng simply raised his Heavy Spirit Sword slowly, its sharpness undisguised: "Old bastard, you'd better pray you run fast later."

On the other side of the sword curtain, Lu Wanheng lightly touched the barrier with her jade finger. In an instant, the extremely cold air condensed into thousands of ice blades, which bombarded the barrier wall, causing continuous resounding booms.

This commotion instantly alerted everyone inside the barrier.

Especially the woman in black robes, who suddenly raised her empty black eyes, her gaze piercing through layers of barriers and landing precisely on Lu Wanheng.

Upon seeing who it was, her lifeless face creased slightly, and a chilling whisper escaped her lips: "Sin... Heh..."

She quickly looked away and gazed in the direction Shen Shuchou had left, her previous playful, cat-and-mouse-like thoughts instantly vanishing.

She knew that others might not be able to break this barrier, but given enough time, Lu Wanheng would definitely be able to do it.

Because Lu Wanheng possesses the bloodline of sin within him, once awakened, it will be a power that even the Heavenly Dao fears.

On the other side, Shen Shuchou was feeling the tremors from the barrier and hadn't even reacted when the figure of the woman in black robes appeared in front of him like a ghost, blocking his way.

Shen Shuchou's heart sank, knowing there was nowhere to escape. He slowly drew his Shufeng sword, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, and his sword intent quietly gathered around him.