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

The other two servants stood on either side, slowly drawing their specially made alloy short blades from their waists. The blades reflected a cold, icy light in the rain.

"The master's chess game has begun."

"The supreme being has fallen to the mortal realm; today is your death day!"

Lin Ping instinctively wrapped his arm around the weakened Shen Aoxue, shielding her firmly behind him.

He slowly stood up.

The fracture in his right leg caused his body to tilt slightly when he stood up.

His dantian was completely empty; he couldn't muster any power.

He used to be able to crush extraterrestrial envoys with ease, but now his physical body is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary strong man.

The three extraterrestrial servants opposite him were all far stronger than Mo Jiu in the past.

The dark-faced man stepped forward slowly, the short blade in his hand twitching slightly.

"Lin Ping, stop making futile resistance."

"Your Twin World-Destroying Seals have been extinguished, and your Great Dao has dissipated. What do you have to fight us with? Just accept your death, and I might give your lady a quick death."

Shen Aoxue leaned against the muddy water, her expression suddenly changing.

She struggled to stand up, but with multiple broken bones throughout her body, even the slightest movement brought a tearing pain to her chest.

"Husband, be careful! They are the shadow's henchmen!"

Shen Aoxue called out urgently, her eyes filled with anxiety.

The Gu King within her body, severely damaged by the spatial tear, is now dormant and cannot be summoned at all.

Now, she can't even protect herself.

Lin Ping turned to the side, completely shielding Shen Aoxue behind him.

The torrential rain washed away his tattered white clothes.

Although his cultivation had been completely dissipated, all the combat experience he gained from fighting as an eternal supreme being was firmly imprinted deep within his soul.

He hadn't forgotten a single detail of the moves, footwork, or judgment of the enemy.

If you lack primal power, then use your mortal body to fight to the death with your enemies!

Lin Ping bent down and suddenly grabbed a fist-sized steel bar with a sharp edge from the side of his feet with his right hand.

He gripped the cold, heavy steel bars tightly in his palm, raindrops dripping down the sharp edges.

Upon seeing this, the dark-faced servant burst into laughter, his face full of mockery.

"What? Your Majesty, are you now going to use a broken steel bar to fight us, the extraterrestrial servants? What a joke!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The dark-faced servant stomped his foot hard on the ground, splashing mud and water everywhere.

He gripped a short blade, his movements as swift as a cheetah, lunging straight for Lin Ping's throat with ruthless precision, each strike aimed at taking a life.

The short blade sliced ​​through the rain, its cold light gleaming directly at his face.

In the past, Lin Ping could have turned this person into ashes with a flick of his finger.

Now, he can only rely on his physical reflexes and the instinct to fight through countless ages.

Lin Ping slid sideways with lightning speed, enduring the excruciating pain of a fractured right leg bone, and narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

The blade grazed his neck, the sharp edge leaving a long, bloody gash.

Fresh blood immediately gushed out, mixing with the rainwater and flowing continuously down his neck.

The dark-faced servant was slightly surprised when his attack missed.

"Hmm? Not bad for a reaction. Unfortunately, skill without power is futile!"

He flicked his wrist, unleashing a flurry of short blade strikes, the shadows of the blade overlapping, each strike faster than the last.

The other two assassins also simultaneously flanked the attackers from the left and right.

The three men formed an encirclement, blocking all of Lin Ping's escape routes.

Swords flashed, rain and mist swirled.

Lin Ping brandished the steel bar in his hand, relying on the exquisite movements he had honed in countless life-or-death battles to constantly dodge and weave through the myriad sword shadows.

With each parry, the steel bars and alloy short blades clashed violently, the ear-piercing metallic clang echoing repeatedly in the heavy rain.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The force of the violent impact caused Lin Ping's hands to split open, leaving them a bloody mess.

The fracture in his right leg worsened rapidly due to the high-intensity exercise.

Waves of excruciating pain assaulted his consciousness, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Several times, the sharp short blade grazed his chest and arms, tearing open deep wounds.

Blood soaked through his clothes.

"My husband!!"

Shen Aoxue, standing behind her, watched the extremely dangerous battle unfold before her, her heart pounding in her chest, yet she could do nothing about it.

The dark-faced servant grew increasingly terrified as he fought.

Even though the opponent had no extraordinary power whatsoever, their fighting techniques were so exquisite that they were simply unbelievable.

Despite their combined efforts and dozens of attacks, the three of them were still unable to kill him.

"Stop pretending! Die!"

The dark-faced servant roared, unleashing all his extraterrestrial evil power, and a faint black halo appeared on his short blade.

This is a full-force killing move!

The short blade, imbued with evil power, slashed downwards towards Lin Ping's head.

There's no way to avoid it!

Just as the blade was about to fall.

Lin Ping stopped dodging.

Ignoring the tearing pain throughout his body, he lowered his body forward abruptly, following the force of the opponent's slash.

This was a close-range killing move he used countless times before, when he slew countless gods and demons.

Abandon defense and fight to the death in close combat!

He completely ignored the blades of the other two servants stabbing at his waist, and with all the strength he had left, he swung the steel bar in his hand sideways!

puff! !

The sharp edge of the steel bar slammed into the temple of the dark-faced servant.

A muffled thud!

The mocking smile on the dark-faced servant's face froze instantly.

He never expected that a mortal whose cultivation had been completely destroyed would dare to use such a desperate, mutually destructive fighting style.

He suffered a severe head injury, his body swayed, and the short blade in his hand clattered into the muddy water.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he fell straight backward to the ground, never to move again.

He died on the spot!

At the same time, the short blades of the other two servants also pierced Lin Ping's waist and abdomen.

Two excruciating pains erupted instantly.

Two short blades pierced deep into the flesh, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Ugh—!"

Lin Ping groaned, his body swayed violently, and he almost knelt down in the mud.

He gritted his teeth, gripped the steel bars tightly with both hands, and used the momentum of his spinning body to sweep them fiercely to the left and right!

Swish!Swish!

Two loud bangs.

Caught off guard, the remaining two servants were struck hard on the jaw by a steel bar, their teeth shattered, and they flew backward with a mouthful of blood.

Another person's shoulder was pierced by a sharp blade, and he screamed as he fell heavily into the water.

A bloody battle that lasted only a few moments.

The three powerful extraterrestrial servants under the command of the shadowy figures all fell to the ground.

The rainwater mixed the blood and mud together and flowed everywhere.

The steel bar in Lin Ping's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Two deep knife wounds to his waist and abdomen, a severe fracture in his right leg, and countless wounds on his neck and hands—a torrent of pain erupted at once.

He could no longer support his tall frame, staggered two steps, and knelt heavily on one knee in the cold mud and rain.

Large amounts of blood flowed continuously down his body, and his vision blurred intermittently.

But he mustered his last bit of willpower and forced himself not to collapse.

He turned around with difficulty and immediately looked at Shen Aoxue behind him.

"Aoxue...are you alright?"

Looking at Lin Ping, who was covered in wounds and almost bled dry, Shen Aoxue's eyes instantly turned red, and tears mixed with raindrops rolled down her cheeks.

She mustered all her remaining strength and crawled to Lin Ping's side, reaching out to hug his arm tightly.

"My husband! My husband, please don't be hurt!"

Right here on this ruined battlefield, the two had just escaped death.

Inside an ancient temple deep in the remote mountains.

The blurry black figure sensed that the three hidden servants it had sent out had been wiped out.

A cold and sinister laugh echoed throughout the ancient hall.

"interesting."

"His supreme cultivation has dissipated, but his eternal battle spirit remains undying."

The shadowy figure slowly raised its hand, its ancient, dark palm gently stroking a water mirror.

The water mirror reflected the image of Lin Ping and Shen Aoxue, covered in blood, beneath the rain-soaked ruins.

The mirror shifts, and the scene changes.

On the other side of the mirror, Zhu Xiaohan, Wanyue, and Alu were exerting all their strength to unleash the power of the Great Dao, bombarding the spacetime barrier that separated heaven and earth again and again.

Three stunningly beautiful figures kept trying to break free of their confinement, wanting to go to the mortal world and reunite with Lin Ping.

A dark light suddenly surged in the shadowy figure's eyes.

"If we can't kill them, then we'll separate."

"Now that Shen Aoxue has returned to Lin Ping's side..."

"Then I will use the remaining three as bait."

"Lin Ping, you have fallen to the mortal realm and lost your power."

"Now, I'd like to see what price you're willing to pay for your other three beloved ones!"

The water mirror suddenly shattered!

An invisible message, traversing mountains and rivers and overcoming numerous spatial barriers, silently entered the depths of Lin Ping's mind, who was now severely injured and kneeling in the mud and rain.

A cold, clear voice transmitted through his mind resonated throughout his soul.

"Lin Ping".

"Zhu Xiaohan, Wanyue, and Alu, these three girls, are now in my hands."

"If you want to save their lives, three days later, go alone with the dormant fragments of the Twin World-Destroying Seals within you to the abandoned ancient altar in the western suburbs."

"Do not notify anyone, and do not seek outside help."

"Dare to play tricks? These three women will be terrified on the spot!"

boom!!

This news struck Lin Ping like a thunderbolt.

He shuddered violently, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Rain relentlessly lashed his face, and blood continued to gush from the wound on his waist and abdomen.

Shen Aoxue leaned against him and clearly saw Lin Ping's face turn ashen white in an instant.

Her heart sank, and she reached out to tightly grasp Lin Ping's cold hand.

"Husband, what happened?!"

Lin Ping looked down at Shen Aoxue in his arms, and then thought of Zhu Xiaohan, Wanyue, and Alu, who were in imminent danger.

Three days later, an ancient abandoned altar in the western suburbs.