Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

The phantom looked expressionlessly at the red-armored general in front of it, then at Han Diaosi, and then gently flicked its sleeve.

His sleeves swept across his front, and the howling wind seemed to sweep away all obstacles in the world.

The golden armor that was so close to Jiang Xuan was now being stripped of its armor, piece by piece, revealing the puppet-like figure inside.

As for the three thousand red silk threads in front of Han Diao Temple, they were shaking and twisting wildly.

He twisted his foot on the ground, trying to withstand the blow.

However, before anyone could react, the phantom once again flicked its sleeve.

He swung the object four times in total, two horizontally and two vertically.

There are two in both the horizontal and vertical directions.

The character 井 (well).

Then, the character "井" (well) formed from the ethereal fabric of clothing stretched across the heavens and earth.

Light lines began to spread around it, releasing a powerful pressure.

The tilde symbol!

Wells are a system for enclosing fields, wells embody ancient rituals, and wells are the origin of profound theories.

The simplest tic-tac-toe grid is like a simple line cut, that uniform balance is a perfect spatial division, a division of heaven and earth.

As the tic-tac-toe symbol descended, everything it touched turned to dust.

Fu Jiang's red armor was shattered into dust.

The house was reduced to dust.

The trees and trees in the mountains were pulverized.

Meanwhile, the well-shaped character was rapidly crushing towards Han Diao Temple.

Han Diaosi's eyes widened in anger. He never expected that he would die at the hands of a mere Vajra Realm brat.

You should know that he has tortured and killed countless first-rank martial artists throughout his life.

He has even killed several experts at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

He knew he might die a terrible death, might be surrounded and attacked, might be torn apart by five horses, might be skinned alive, or might die at the hands of a terrestrial immortal.

But I really didn't expect to die at the hands of a mere Vajra Realm cultivator.

No, no!

I can't die yet!

I haven't fulfilled my promise yet; I still want to watch Zhao Kai become emperor.

I……

At this moment, Han Diaosi took out something that looked like a token.

This thing expanded instantly, even unleashing power similar to that of a terrestrial immortal.

But... that's not enough.

Han Diaosi unleashed three thousand red threads in his hands in a frenzy, and his body retreated rapidly.

He knew his own strength, and he knew he didn't want to die; he had to fight.

Fighting for a sliver of hope.

but……

There is no hope in the tic-tac-toe pattern before my eyes.

The moment the well symbol landed on Han Diao Temple, his body transformed into red threads and disappeared.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the jade talisman in his hand, thinking to himself about it.

That's really impressive!

It is estimated that even a master of the terrestrial immortal realm would be seriously injured or even die on the spot if caught off guard.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the red threads still wriggling on the ground, then looked at the massive array of blocks that had been destroyed under the pressure of the well character.

Those who were yelling and trying to grab Jiang Xuan just moments ago have now shut their mouths and made no move whatsoever.

After all, they had watched Fu Jiang Hongjia and Han Diaosi be destroyed.

These two didn't even have a chance to resist before they disappeared.

Then look at the mountains behind... there are no mountains anymore.

So, since Jiang Xuan has such a thing in his possession, which of these people would dare to say anything?

No!

Even if you know that this thing is likely to be a one-time use item, who would dare to risk their life to test it?

No!

So all they could do was watch helplessly as Jiang Xuan slowly and leisurely left right in front of them.

After an unknown amount of time, one of the people finally moved. He turned around and walked away without hesitation, as if something was following him.

The others also disappeared one after another, and everyone seemed to be leaving in a panic.

As for the corpses on the ground, no one paid them any attention.

Only acquaintances would take the body away, and most of them were strangers.

The once bustling town has fallen silent once again, even quieter than before.

After some time, a man dressed entirely in white, wearing the robes of the Yin Academy, suddenly appeared.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhao Kai suddenly had a bad feeling.

Especially the scattered fragments on the ground, the pieces of clothing, and the wriggling red lines.

"No, no, no... Impossible! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Kai's face showed a shocked, incredulous, and unwilling expression.

However, what he saw before him forced him to believe it.

Zhao Kai was in a daze, unable to even find his bearings. He just knelt on the ground, picking up the fragments and the red thread, repeating this mechanical action over and over again.

Until his arms were filled with these things.

Zhao Kai knelt on the ground, reached out and touched the fragment of the red thread, then slowly closed his eyes.

Chapter Forty: Rather than marrying an ugly man, I'd rather be a concubine.

"Eat me..."

Jiang Xuan was instantly jolted awake from his dream. He instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, his face showing a wary expression.

Only when he looked at the silence around him did he breathe a sigh of relief and relax, leaning against the tree.

He seemed to have just had a dream. In the dream, Zhao Kai was squatting in the darkness. When he walked over, he saw Zhao Kai eating something red and still wriggling.

It made him feel nauseous; it was simply unacceptable.

So Jiang Xuan was woken up by fright, or rather, by disgust.

He shook his head, looked at the gradually brightening sky, and prepared to set off immediately.

Jiang Xuan stretched and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a figure running at high speed.

This person kept turning their head away, looking unusually flustered.

Looking at that purple figure, Jiang Xuan suddenly thought of Xuan Yuan Qingfeng.

But I thought, didn't this person go back to Huishan? Why is he here?

Although Jiang Xuan had some doubts, he didn't slow down his movements.

He flew quickly toward the two of them, and as he got closer, he realized that he hadn't guessed wrong.

Upon seeing Jiang Xuan suddenly appear, not only Xuan Yuan Qingfeng stopped in his tracks, but even Nezha looked at Jiang Xuan.

"how?"

"I don't want to go home, but he insists on taking me back." Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a frustrated look: "He even said it was the ancestor's will."

Jiang Xuan naturally knew the intricacies of the situation, but he didn't expect that he would let things happen naturally. Xuan Yuan Da Pan died at the hands of Xuan Yuan Jing Cheng, which was quite good.

After all, the Xuanyuan family would be without any experts. Even if they still had a few guest elders, as long as they were careful not to be discovered, they could still complete the sign-in properly.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng actually refused.

However, Jiang Xuan didn't think too much about it. After all, his appearance caused a butterfly effect, and it was normal for deviations to occur.

Upon hearing Xuan Yuanqingfeng's words, Jiang Xuan walked up to him and looked at Nezha opposite him.

"Leave, and I might spare your life."

How could Nezha possibly obey? He sneered and slowly drew his long sword.

Back then, he was able to dominate the martial arts world with just half a sword manual, and later he obtained another one, which greatly improved his skills.

After thinking about this, Nezha snorted coldly and decisively drew his long sword.

bass!

Seeing the giant Nezha charging towards him, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Where does this guy get his confidence that he can fight against me, a Finger Profound Realm cultivator, with the strength of the Vajra Realm?

Crazy?

Seeing Jiang Xuan's expression, Nezha didn't care at all, and at the same time, he slashed at Jiang Xuan with his long sword.

Jiang Xuan trembled his Crimson Dragon Sword, unleashing countless sword energies along with his swordsmanship.

It was only then that Nezha suddenly realized that he was no match for Jiang Xuan.

And he lost completely.

Looking at the fallen head, Jiang Xuan sighed and then shook his head.