After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

A biting, icy wind swept across the southern border, while the chaotic black mist in the far northern forbidden zone churned endlessly.

The dim black shadow of the Prison Abyss Ancestor hovered deep in the void. Even though its origin was severely damaged, its body was still surrounded by an ancient and lingering ferocity and malevolence. It stared intently at Lin Ping, who stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, and its chilling laughter pierced through the gale, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

"Lin Ping, I have already prepared a solution for you in this dilemma."

"Kill me, and the three ancient progenitors will immediately break free and unleash a bloodbath on the Southern Frontier, erasing all your ties. Let me live, and in three days, the four progenitors will join forces to press upon our borders. You may protect the heavens and the earth, but in the end, you cannot protect the mere three by your side!"

Every word and phrase is blatant coercion.

The crimson supreme being in the void rift finally broke free from the deathly despair, sprawling on the void barrier, laughing madly, his face twisted and ferocious.

"That's right! So what if you're at the Supreme Realm?!"

"Your cultivation transcends the primordial chaos, yet your roots remain in the mortal realm; your weakness is laid bare! Ten thousand years of dormancy, coupled with deep-seated emotions, have become a heavy burden—this is your greatest flaw!"

The Crimson Supreme's eyes flashed fiercely as he swept them over Shen Aoxue, Zhu Xiaohan, and Alu in the Wutong Manor, his eyes filled with undisguised greed and murderous intent.

In its view, Lin Ping was invincible throughout the ages, yet he chose to guard this small manor and protect three mortal women, which was the biggest flaw.

Inside the Wutong Manor, the atmosphere instantly became extremely heavy.

Zhu Xiaohan took a half step forward, all gentleness vanishing from her cool and aloof eyes. Her body tensed slightly, and a layer of chilling Dao power quietly gathered in her palm. Her voice was calm, yet resolute: "Lin Ping, don't worry about us."

"With a formidable enemy at hand, we should not hold back because of our own actions; eliminating the ringleader is the fundamental task."

She was always aloof and resilient, and even though she knew the terror of the four progenitors pressing in, she was unwilling to become a burden to Lin Ping.

Aru immediately shook her head, her face flushed, and she clutched the hem of her clothes as she looked up at Lin Ping. Her voice was clear yet incredibly firm: "Sir, Aru isn't afraid! No matter how many bad people come, Aru will stay with you!"

Only Shen Aoxue stood still, her posture slightly stiff.

She was always calm and composed, having lived through millennia and witnessed countless calamities, her heart was as firm as a rock. Yet at this moment, a faint, inexplicable pain shot through her chest, and a barely perceptible disturbance stirred deep within her soul.

The feeling was extremely faint and fleeting, so quick that she thought it was just an illusion caused by the tension in her mind after the battle.

She frowned, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, raised her eyes to look at the void, and spoke in a deep voice: "Ancestor of the Prison Abyss, do you think you can trap him to death with the help of the three extraterrestrial beings?"

"Ten thousand years ago, he could flatten all the forbidden zones of the heavens; today, he can once again annihilate countless demons!"

Faced with the three women's composure and fearlessness, the Prisoner of the Northern Forbidden Zone let out a disdainful sneer.

"How could an ignorant mortal woman know the profound wisdom of the ancient progenitor?"

"I am merely the weakest among the four forbidden realms. The other three are all ancient monsters who have lived far beyond the Chaos Era, their foundations unfathomable. When the four of them join forces, they constitute the true pinnacle of power in all the heavens!"

"Lin Ping, are you willing to bet?"

He deliberately slowed his speech, each word cutting to the heart.

"Do you dare bet that you can protect this Wutong Manor, and protect these three women who are with you day and night, with whom you share a deep bond?"

Lin Ping stood on the bluestone in the courtyard, his upright figure untouched by any dust.

The overwhelming ancient golden light surging around his body slowly subsided and returned to his body. The supreme pressure that had suppressed countless ages also faded away, and he looked no different from an ordinary mortal youth.

A classic case of feigning weakness to deceive others, concealing all sharpness and hiding invincible power.

But the coldness in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

He detests coercion the most, and he hates even more when others direct their murderous intent at those around him.

He lay dormant in the mortal world for ten thousand years, abandoning his position as the Lord of All Heavens and willingly remaining in the mortal realm. What he sought was never supreme dominance, but only peace in this place and tranquility for those around him.

This is his only weakness, and also the Achilles' heel that he will never allow anyone to touch.

Lin Ping slowly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the vast sky, locking onto the chaotic black shadow deep in the far northern forbidden zone. His voice was clear and cold, without the slightest ripple, yet it carried an overbearing arrogance that could crush eternity.

"I have never gambled in my life."

"Only suppress, only kill."

These six short words resonated deeply, causing the entire southern border region to tremble slightly.

The Prisoner Abyss's shadowy figure paused slightly, then burst into maniacal laughter, its chaotic body convulsing violently: "Even now, you still dare to be arrogant!"

"I'll see how you resist the Four Ancestors in three days! I will guard the forbidden land in the far north and quietly watch everything you cherish turn to ashes!"

As soon as it finished speaking, its severely damaged chaotic body slowly retreated, merging into the layers of dark barriers.

However, it did not completely retreat. Strands of obscure chaotic evil energy seeped out of the forbidden area, enveloping the entire southern border like a spider web, and locking onto the Wutong Manor.

It is monitoring, checking, and keeping this eternal deadlock hanging in the balance.

Seeing this, the Crimson Supreme dared not linger and hastily retreated into the depths of the void rift, hiding there and becoming nothing more than a wretched ant clinging to life.

The thick black fog slowly dissipated, and the sky over southern Xinjiang cleared completely, becoming crystal clear for thousands of miles.

Yet the oppressive atmosphere throughout the entire area did not dissipate in the slightest.

Inside the Wutong Manor, the wind was so still you could hear a pin drop.

Zhu Xiaohan relaxed her taut palms, looked at Lin Ping's back, and said softly, "The three-day deadline and the four ancestral masters are extremely dangerous. If the entire Primordial Forbidden Land descends to the lower realm, the entire Southern Frontier will become a battlefield."

Aru quickly chimed in, "Sir, shouldn't we leave Southern Xinjiang ahead of time? Let's get away from those bad guys, okay?"

She was simple-minded and only wanted to keep Lin Ping safe and sound.

Shen Aoxue shook her head slightly, her gaze deep: "There's no escaping it."

"An age-old feud, a deadlock that will last for millennia, began the moment he returned to the city. Running away will only allow the other side to press him harder, leaving him with no peace."

She knew all too well the nature of these ancient ancestors: narrow-minded, vengeful, and determined to eliminate any threat once they acted.

Lin Ping turned around, the fierce killing intent in his eyes completely melted away, and his gaze towards the three women remained gentle.

"No need to hide."

His tone was calm and composed.

"They are nothing but a bunch of remnants clinging to old ways and trapped in the cage of time. Whether it's four Venerables or ten Venerables, once they come, they will all be suppressed."

Ordinary Supreme Realm experts would have felt fear and unease when faced with the combined might of four Primordial Ancestors.

In Lin Ping's eyes, these so-called progenitors of the forbidden lands of the heavens were nothing more than old ants who had survived for eternity and remained stagnant.

Ten thousand years ago, before he even reached the Supreme Realm, he was able to sweep across all the heavens.

Now he has transcended the shackles of chaos and ascended to the position of the only supreme ruler throughout eternity. Even if ten thousand enemies are upon him, he can wipe them out with a single hand.

Shen Aoxue stared at him, her eyes still filled with shock, and asked softly, "During the Great War of the Heavens ten thousand years ago, did you truly offend the four ancient forbidden lands?"

She knew the basics of this matter, but had no idea of ​​its true depth, let alone the eternal dead end hidden behind it.

Lin Ping nodded slightly, speaking casually: "Ten thousand years ago, the four progenitors joined forces to set up the Heaven-Slaying Array, intending to seize my nascent Dao foundation and kill me before I achieved Dao."

"I crushed three Origin Masters with a backhand, crippled the Prison Abyss Ancestor, and the remaining few retreated to the forbidden land, not daring to emerge for ten thousand years."

A few simple words reveal a secret that has shocked the ages.

Zhu Xiaohan's pupils contracted slightly, and she instantly understood.

It turns out that it wasn't that Lin Ping had too deep a grudge; rather, it was that these ancient ancestors were despicable and had launched a sneak attack years ago. Now, they were coming back to settle their old scores and eliminate their greatest threat.

"If that's the case, they must have been preparing thoroughly after enduring so much for so long," Zhu Xiaohan said solemnly. "Three days may seem like plenty of time, but in reality, it's fraught with danger. The other side must have hidden plans; it's definitely not as simple as a direct encirclement."

Lin Ping's gaze deepened slightly, and he said calmly, "It's more than just a backup plan."

He had sensed something was wrong when he clashed with the Prisoner Ancestor.

That primordial ancestor of chaos, who had lived for countless ages, was defeated too quickly, admitted defeat too readily, and his coercion was too blatant. He deliberately dragged out the time throughout the entire process, and there was something sinister about him.

Especially in the final moment of retreat, the fleeting crimson light deep within the far northern forbidden zone, though seemingly obscure, could not escape his supreme Dao eye.

However, that aura was too strange, mixed with the aura of mortal reincarnation and the evil aura of the Prison Abyss's main soul, and even he could not completely see through its origin for a while.

"Over the next three days, there will be undercurrents in the Southern Frontier," Lin Ping instructed. "The three of you must stay at the Wutong Manor at all times. I have already reinforced the manor's great formation, and ordinary ancient evil energy and remnants of forbidden lands will not be able to break in even half a step."

The three women nodded in unison, without the slightest objection.

After today's battle, they fully understand that staying at the manor and not causing Lin Ping any trouble is the greatest help they can offer.

Just then, Shen Aoxue's body swayed slightly, and a faint red light flashed between her brows.

She staggered slightly, her face paling instantly.

"Sister Aoxue!"

"Sister Shen!"

Alu and Zhu Xiaohan exclaimed in surprise at the same time and rushed forward to help her up.

Zhu Xiaohan's fingertips touched Shen Aoxue's wrist, and her brows furrowed instantly: "Your soul is in disarray, and there's a strange, sinister aura surging within you. When did you fall victim to it?"

Shen Aoxue forced herself to steady herself, her eyes filled with doubt, and shook her head: "I don't know."

"Throughout the entire battle, I remained within the manor's grand formation, without coming into contact with any extraterrestrial evil energy or being tainted by chaotic Dao power. There should be no abnormalities."

She carefully examined her own body and found that her meridians were unobstructed and her cultivation was intact. However, deep within her soul, there was a trace of ineradicable cold and malevolent energy, like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, quietly lurking.