Swordholder

But at this moment, he had long since shed his previous gentle and calm demeanor. His aura was as violent as a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, and his fierce pressure swept across the surrounding area, causing every inch of air to become stagnant and distorted.

Behind him, the phantom of a vast, boundless black palace floated and sank, stretching across the entire sky.

The palace was majestic, with flowing black patterns, exuding a terrifying aura of eternal silence.

Inside the hall, the sun and moon revolve, stars rise and fall, mountains and rivers stand in formation, and rivers surge, unfolding the magnificent artistic conception of a small world!

Layer upon layer of terrifying pressure poured down from the palace's phantom, like the heavenly river overturning or ten thousand giant mountains crushing down, one layer after another, dense and overwhelming, locking down every inch of space below.

Chen Yuan's bones cracked and popped, his flesh and blood body was suppressed by this terrifying force, and his limbs and bones felt as if they were being pressed down by a towering mountain!

A force of submission originating from his soul tore at his will, forcing his knees to bend involuntarily.

Beside Song Tianwen was a woman covered in blood.

It was Song Qingxue.

She stared at Song Tianwen in disbelief, her voice trembling with utter astonishment, "Brother! You...you're actually at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Realm—the Evolution Realm!"

The sixth realm of the Purple Mansion, the Realm of Evolution!

The six words struck Chen Yuan like a thunderclap, causing him to be shaken and his chest to clench!

He had always thought that Song Tianwen was at most the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, but he never expected that the other party was the Derivation Realm!

At the Realm of Transcendentalization, one can forge a realm of spiritual intent within their own Purple Mansion. They are just one step away from reaching the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion!

Song Tianwen glanced at his sister with a calm and indifferent expression, only nodding slightly as a tacit agreement.

"Was the 'you' from before just a puppet clone of yourself? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Qingxue's eyes held a mixture of grievance and coldness, along with a hint of lingering fear from surviving a close call, as she questioned in a low voice.

"I'm giving you a life-or-death ordeal, and also a lesson to learn."

Song Tianwen's voice was calm and indifferent, devoid of any warmth. His gaze swept lightly over her broken body, and several lustrous pills flew out from his sleeve, landing steadily in Song Qingxue's palm.

Without hesitation, Song Qingxue tilted her head back and swallowed the pills whole. As soon as the pills entered her throat, a warm current swept through her limbs and bones, suppressing the churning injuries.

She suddenly became clear-headed and her mind became clear.

My elder brother holds a high position as the Prefectural Magistrate, wielding great power and possessing countless resources. How could he possibly stop at the initial stage of the Purple Mansion realm?

All the previous show of weakness and low profile were just a deliberate act!

"Qingxue, remember this calamity."

Song Tianwen's gaze was deep and his voice carried the cold warning of a superior: "Don't underestimate anyone who can live in this world. Any living being that can stand in this world and survive to this day must have a trump card and a foundation."

There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. Never be arrogant or underestimate your opponents.

His tone suddenly turned sharp, revealing a hint of killing intent: "When fighting an enemy, there is no need to care about saving face. If you can kill them with one blow, then leave no room for retreat."

Those who show mercy and leniency will ultimately suffer the consequences.

Song Qingxue was shocked and felt a chill run through her body. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the proud young man standing in the pool of blood below.

At this moment, Chen Yuan was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered. Under the overwhelming pressure of the Yanjie Realm, his body seemed like a candle in the wind, ready to collapse at any moment!

But his straight spine and defiant eyes showed no sign of kneeling or submitting!

He was proud and unyielding, extremely striking.

A sudden wave of fear washed over Song Qingxue.

If it weren't for her brother's strategic planning, confidence, and strength, she probably would have died here.

"I understand, brother."

Song Qingxue nodded heavily, all the resentment in her heart dissipating, leaving only a profound sense of clarity and gratitude.

She no longer insisted on killing Chen Yuan, because she knew that with her elder brother, who was at the Transcendent Realm, present, Chen Yuan was doomed.

Whether you die sooner or later, it's all just a matter of time.

The most important thing right now is to recognize our own shallowness and arrogance.

Seeing that she had completely come to her senses, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Song Tianwen's eyes.

His main body was in seclusion within the family for cultivation, while what traveled outside was always his clone.

Previously, the main body had always wanted Song Qingxue to break through her limits at a critical moment and then kill Chen Yuan, which is why the main body was not in a hurry to come over.

However, Song Qingxue failed, and her clone, seeing that it could not defeat Chen Yuan, crushed the talisman to inform him.

When Song Tianwen's true form learned of this, he was extremely shocked and rushed over.

Fortunately, there was still time, and at the critical moment, the younger sister was saved.

If this unruly younger sister were to learn a lesson, she might change herself in the future.

Then those who have died are not a concern.

He didn't care at all about the fallen Falcon Squad leader or the collateral branch of the Song family.

The lives of collateral relatives are nothing more than ants and weeds in the face of the Song family's vast fortune.

Sacrificing a few insignificant people in exchange for the transformation and growth of one's own people—how worthwhile is that?

The only unexpected thing was Chen Yuan's ruthlessness and strength, which allowed him to destroy Chen Yuan's natal puppet clone before Chen Yuan's main body could even descend.

Thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash. Song Tianwen lowered his eyes and looked down at the tiny figure below. All the warmth in his eyes disappeared, leaving only icy indifference and an arrogant arrogance that crushed everything.

"You little beast, I am here! How dare you stand? Kneel down and talk!"

The moment the word was uttered, the heavens and earth trembled!

Suddenly, towering waves surged in the void, and visible black pressure ripples rolled down layer upon layer, like ten thousand mountains pressing down on Chen Yuan's head.

puff!

Chen Yuan's body trembled violently, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of scalding blood essence, staining the ground in front of him red.

His bones cracked and popped loudly, and his legs trembled and bent uncontrollably, almost causing him to kneel down.

At the critical moment, the human skin umbrella above suddenly hummed and trembled, spinning rapidly and opening up, emitting a faint, evil light, desperately resisting the overwhelming pressure from the Purple Mansion Realm.

Chen Yuan gripped the Blood Bone Sword tightly with his right hand, plunging the longsword into the ground. The sword trembled violently, firmly supporting his swaying body.

He was drenched in sweat, his face was ashen, his chest heaved violently, and every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain.

Despite the extreme suppression, his pride remained undiminished. His crimson eyes glared at the figure high in the sky, and a bloody roar was forced out between his teeth:

"Kneel...to your mother!"

Even if he is trapped in a desperate situation, with his bones shattered and his muscles broken, Chen Yuan will never kneel before the enemy!

Looking down at the defiant young beast, Song Tianwen's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile.

"You're a tough nut to crack. Unfortunately, even with your monstrous talent and your unorthodox path to the Purple Mansion realm, you're still nothing compared to the power of my True Self at the Realm of Transformation."

"No matter how strong your bones are, I will crush them one by one, shattering your pride. This is your punishment for disrespecting the Song family and for disrespecting me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black palace phantom behind him suddenly swelled several times in size, blotting out the sky and the sun. An even more violent and overwhelming pressure, like a sea of ​​blood being overturned, crushed down for the second time, and the suffocating feeling in the world surged to the extreme!

Just at this desperate moment, when life and death hung in the balance, a calm yet domineering voice suddenly tore through the overwhelming pressure and resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

"So what if he's at the Transcendent Realm? You want him to kneel? You'd better kneel down first."

boom!!!!

A violent, incomparably powerful wave of crimson energy suddenly swept across the entire land, causing the winds and clouds to reverse and the world to change color!

The overwhelming pressure of the primordial realm, which suppressed all things, was torn apart and dispersed by this force, and most of it dissipated instantly.

The immense weight that had been pressing down on him suddenly lifted, and Chen Yuan felt a sense of relief, staggering and nearly falling over.

He steadied himself and suddenly looked up at the empty space behind him.

Above the night sky, a crimson blood moon hangs high, its blood-red light spilling across thousands of miles, staining the entire world red.

A tall and imposing figure in a white robe, stepping on the blood-red moon and breaking through the wind and clouds, slowly walked out from the depths of the void.

The crimson moonlight enveloped him, transforming into a bewitching scarlet cloak that fluttered wildly in the darkness, exuding a solitary and domineering aura, its power overwhelming the world!

"Grandpa...Grandpa!"

Chen Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented storm surged through his heart, leaving him utterly shocked.