Good heavens, the ancestor has gone to confess his love again!

The central square of the Moon Palace.

Three slender figures flew in together and landed on the square.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Ping's face revealed a cold, mocking smile, his tone full of sarcasm:

"I thought you three remnants of a sinful clan had fled to escape punishment?"

Meng Anran didn't even glance at Zhao Ping. Her gaze swept over the disciples standing neatly beside Wen Lingxi. Seeing their resolute expressions and fearless demeanor, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

Immediately, she looked up at the dark clouds high in the sky, her voice clear and bright like jade striking jade, echoing throughout the entire square:

"Wu Jie and Cao were killed by me. They're dead, so be it. I won't argue."

"Today, I am willing to give my life to repay your Qingyun Holy Land with an explanation! But my disciples have absolutely no connection to this matter, so I beg you two seniors to show mercy and let them go."

"Master!"

"Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Lingxi and the others all knelt down on both knees, their voices resounding powerfully and echoing through the sky.

"We are willing to follow our Master, the Palace Master, and live and die with the Guanghan Immortal Palace!"

Meng Anran shook her head, her eyes filled with tenderness:

"You are all good children and shouldn't be involved with us. This has nothing to do with you, so leave now."

"As for the Jiang family?" Meng Anran's tone shifted abruptly, her gaze suddenly sharpening, her voice resolute.

"That's right! I am the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, an imperial clan. Luo Li and Yu Xuan are my younger sisters! We take our mother's surname, so our surname is Meng. Of course, you can also call me—Jiang Anran!"

These words were like a thunderbolt!

"Master, you...?"

Wen Lingxi and the other disciples were shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

Although they had heard of the legends of the Jiang family, they never imagined that their respected master was actually a descendant of the imperial family, who was labeled as the "criminal clan."

Meng Anran raised her hand to stop her disciples from speaking, and continued to say loudly:

"But I absolutely refuse to accept the charge of being a 'remnant of a sinful race'! My Jiang family has been upright and honorable for generations, dedicating ourselves to the rise of humanity, fighting valiantly on the battlefield of all races, annihilating countless alien races, and protecting the territory of humanity. How can you say we have betrayed humanity?!"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Ping suddenly jumped out, pointing at Meng Anran and angrily rebuking her.

"Back in the ancient secret realm, your Jiang family patriarch colluded with the Heavenly Wolf Clan to cruelly massacre countless human cultivators. That's irrefutable evidence! Countless people witnessed it firsthand. The Jiang family's betrayal of humanity is an undeniable fact. No matter how eloquent you are, you can't overturn it!"

Meng Luoli's icy gaze was fixed on Zhao Ping, her eyes cold and piercing, like a deep, frozen pool. Zhao Ping felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively took a half-step back.

Anger surged within her.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ping, who usually clung to his older sister like a lapdog, turned against her at the last minute and even kicked her when she was down!

Meng Anran spoke calmly, her tone carrying a hint of disdain and coldness:

"If you're determined to frame someone, you can always find a pretext. How do you know that the person in the ancient secret realm was definitely the head of my Jiang family? Perhaps someone disguised themselves and deliberately framed you?"

Just now.

Tang San's cold voice echoed from high above, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"alright!"

"You dare to stir up trouble after having shit poured over your head?"

"Further words are useless. Let's take down the three of you sisters first, then we'll deal with the rest later!"

He worried that things might get complicated if he delayed and attracted other powerful human beings, which would prevent him from doing whatever he wanted with the three sisters. So he immediately decided to end the battle quickly.

Upon hearing Tang San's order, Zhao Ping immediately perked up, a glint of greed and lewdness flashing in his eyes.

He had long coveted Meng Anran, and now that they were trapped, he could take this opportunity to get close to her.

He suddenly unleashed the full power of a Quasi-Emperor Level Two, his spiritual energy surging, transforming into a blur as he reached out to grab Meng Anran, grinning maliciously:

"Since Elder Tang has given the order, then I will take the lead and capture you, you lowly servant girl from a sinful clan!"

Meng Luoli's expression changed drastically!

The eldest sister is now seriously injured and her spiritual power has collapsed, so she is completely powerless to resist this attack!

In a moment of desperation, she didn't hesitate to stand in front of Meng Anran, using all the remaining spiritual power in her body to meet Zhao Ping's attack with a palm!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the two forces collided violently.

Meng Luoli groaned and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, her body staggering back several steps like a kite with a broken string.

If Meng Yuxuan hadn't stepped forward to support her in time, she probably would have already fallen to the ground.

"What?!?!"

This scene stunned everyone!

Meng Luoli is a Quasi-Emperor of the Fourth Heaven, and she has also perfected the Guanghan Immortal Palace's techniques. She is a prodigy among her peers. How could she not even withstand a single palm strike from Zhao Ping, a Quasi-Emperor of the Second Heaven?

"Luo Li, how...how could you be like this?"

Meng Anran was shocked and quickly stepped forward to support Meng Luoli, her voice trembling.

Meng Luoli wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her face as pale as paper, yet she still responded calmly:

"I'm fine. I've been suppressing that mysterious demonic energy in Xiaomeng's body recently, which has taken a toll on my spiritual energy, and it hasn't fully recovered yet."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Ping's face lit up with wild joy, and he laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha~~ So that's how it is! Your body is weak and your foundation is unstable. You really are the same kind of person as that bitch Meng Anran, using all your energy on men, huh?"

His eyes gleamed with even more lust, and he lunged at Meng Anran again, his hand reaching for her shoulder, trying to capture her.

At this critical moment.

A cold, angry shout resounded across the square like a thunderclap:

"Dare to touch my wife?"

"You have already chosen your own path to death!"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling blade of light suddenly ripped through the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, carrying a world-destroying power as it slashed towards Zhao Ping!

Zhao Ping's expression changed drastically, and a sense of impending doom surged within him. He felt the threat of death and was terrified.

He never expected that someone would suddenly appear at this moment!

Without a second thought, he used all his spiritual power to condense a thick spiritual shield in an attempt to block the fatal blow.

"Snap!"

However, the power of that blade of light far exceeded his expectations.

The seemingly indestructible spiritual energy shield was shattered into pieces as easily as paper.

Zhao Ping's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with despair. He tried to dodge, but found that his body was already locked by the blade and he couldn't move at all.

"No--!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.

Zhao Ping's body was cleaved in two by the dazzling blade light, blood and bits of flesh splattering everywhere, his soul and spirit annihilated.

Second……

Instant kill?!

Everyone was stunned.

Are there such experts within the Moon Palace?

But when they all looked in the direction from which the sound came, they were startled again.

An elderly figure slowly approached, carrying a beautifully sculpted little girl in his arms.

It was Xu Pingsheng and Xiao Meng'er.