Mysterious mirror hanging high

The next moment, a person leaped down from the opening in the dome and landed beside the heavy halberd.

Sun Pan's expression hardened. The person in front of him was a woman, yet she was even more valiant than any man.

She was tall and slender, with long, black hair tied neatly in a ponytail at the back of her head without any hairpins, exuding an indescribable air of cool and capable.

At this moment, the woman gripped the halberd handle with one hand and effortlessly pulled the Thunderous Halberd, which was stuck several feet into the ground, out of the ground and carried it on her shoulder.

At that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to Sun Pan: such a person should be worthy of wearing an unparalleled suit of armor.

But the woman in front of him was not wearing armor.

She was wearing nothing more than a set of ordinary training clothes that only ordinary martial artists would wear when practicing martial arts; the fabric was common and the style was plain.

Underneath her short clothes, her arms were bare... Her arms were nothing like the slender, fair arms of an ordinary female cultivator, but rather had smooth, distinct lines and firm muscles, clearly showing that she had achieved success in body cultivation.

Her posture wasn't deliberately upright, yet it possessed a majestic grandeur that even the heavens seemed unable to fathom.

And in the very center of this person's forehead, there is a mark of a three-colored flower growing naturally.

The three colors intertwined, forming a subtle yet stable balance, as if it were a direct manifestation of her entire spirit and energy, or even some kind of fundamental principle.

Sun Pan only glanced at the tricolor flower a few times before feeling his soul falter slightly, as if he were being subtly suppressed by an invisible force.

The woman didn't even glance at Sun Pan; her gaze went straight past him and landed on the figure holding the wine cup, who was now completely dumbfounded.

Just as Judge Sun was filled with doubt and uncertainty, rapidly weighing whether he should immediately issue a warning and test the waters, or wait and see—

"Bang!"

A crisp sound.

The jade wine vessel in Yun Xuance's hand finally slipped from his grasp, rolled to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

Yun Xuance's already somewhat transparent soul trembled violently, his lips quivering as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.

The deliberately maintained expression of arrogance and impatience on her face vanished completely, replaced by the ecstatic joy of escaping a desperate situation and the exhaustion brought on by the sudden release of three months' worth of pent-up fear.

"you you……"

A slight smile appeared on the woman's previously cold face, and she said softly:

"Third Sister, I, Lu, have come to pick you up."

Lu Yingzhao!

Yun Xuance said, his voice a mix of laughter and tears: "They're all dead. Apart from a few who are outside, all the other fellow Daoists in the Immortal Continent are dead..."

"I know."

Lu Yingzhao said softly, "Third Sister, it's kind of you to come up with such a way to tell me about this. Leave the rest to me."

"Where is your armor?" Yun Xuance asked.

It's no wonder Yun Xuance asked this question, since Lu Yingzhao usually wore armor when she went out, but now, with the Thunder Halberd in hand, she was dressed simply with almost no protection.

Lu Yingzhao said calmly, "I no longer need armor."

Yun Xuance slowly regained some of his strength, took a deep breath, and spoke very quickly again: "Fellow Daoist Lu, I was at my wit's end before, and this method I came up with was a desperate gamble... but I did not mean for you to come in person."

"I was thinking that you are exceptionally talented and have a wide-ranging path to enlightenment... You have been ascended for so many years without any news, so you must have been taken in as a disciple by some reclusive powerhouse, or perhaps you have some remarkable connections in the immortal realm..."

"But why did you come by yourself today?"

Lu Ying shook his head: "I don't have many connections in the Immortal Realm. On the contrary, I have a lot of enemies."

Yun Xuance's expression changed drastically: "What do you mean? You really didn't come with the elders of the sect?"

"No, it's just me."

"Then how do we escape from the underworld?"

"Escape? Why would you escape?" Lu Yingzhao retorted, "When have you ever seen me escape?"

"Of course we have to fight our way out!"

Judge Sun, having heard most of the details, was immediately enraged and his expression changed drastically.

"How dare you! You're here to break me out of prison?"

"I really thought you were some kind of true disciple of the Immortal Palace, but it turns out you're just an imposter! And... how dare you enter the Underworld with your physical body? Even immortals from the Celestial Realm, when they come to the Nine Netherworlds on business, must leave their bodies and walk through the Underworld with their souls as a sign of respect."

Lu Yingzhao glanced sideways at Sun Pan: "Although the Nine Netherworld is above many minor worlds in terms of rank, it is still inferior to the Immortal Realm. Besides, who says that one must leave the body to walk in the Nine Netherworld? I, Lu, will enter the Nine Netherworld with my physical body, and no one will dare to stop me!"

Having said that, his aura surged forth, and a spiritual pressure of the Mahayana realm pressed down on Sun Pan.

"A Mahayana cultivator!"

Judge Sun took several steps back and shrieked:

"A ghost!"

boom--

Sun Pan's shouts were still echoing in the hall, and before the sound had faded, heavy footsteps and the clanging of metal began to sound outside.

The palace doors were violently smashed open, and a howling wind swept in. Four tall, imposing figures, clad in ferocious ghost armor and wielding enormous swords and axes, surged into the palace with overwhelming ghostly energy.

Each of them possessed a vast and profound aura, clearly indicating that they were all ghost generals at the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm!

"Who dares to run wild in the sacred grounds of the underworld! Seize him!"

Without needing to say more, the four ghost generals worked in perfect unison, their figures flashing as they formed an encirclement.

however……

Faced with the encirclement of four Mahayana ghost generals, Lu Yingzhao didn't even flinch.

There was no earth-shattering buildup, no mysterious and complex moves.

An unremarkable sweeping attack.

The halberd blade flashed, leaving a trail of lightning that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth.

The four ghost generals' fierce sword and axe attacks vanished instantly, disintegrating inch by inch into the most primal aura of the netherworld...

The lightning bolt continued its trajectory without diminishing, lightly brushing past the four ghost generals.

Wherever the lightning struck, the ghostly bodies, the ghostly armor, the ghostly soldiers in their hands... all that existed vanished without a trace in a fraction of a second.

The stern look on Sun Pan's face froze completely.

Just one strike, a casual sweep!

Four mid-stage Mahayana ghost generals were annihilated!

"This...how is this possible?! This woman's aura is clearly only at the early stage of the Mahayana realm! Fighting a higher-level opponent, and one against four at that? And she won just like that?"

At this moment, Sun Pan felt nothing but absurdity; he simply could not comprehend the situation before him.

With a swift retreat, Sun Pan, his expression filled with fear, instantly hid behind a palace pillar, praying that Lu Yingzhao wouldn't casually kill him, a mere judge at the Cave Heaven Realm.

Fortunately, Lu Yingzhao seemed to completely ignore Sun Pan and rushed out of the hall on her own.

Shouts and cries rose and fell outside the hall, and soon seven or eight more ghost generals rushed in, all of them at the Mahayana realm, including two at the late Mahayana realm.

Seeing this, Lu Yingzhao simply absorbed Yun Xuance's soul into his inner celestial realm, held the halberd in both hands, and laughed loudly:

"Come!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The boundless shockwave sent Judge Sun flying. The mere aftershocks of Lu Yingzhao's battle with the numerous underworld ghost generals had already inflicted considerable injuries on this judge of the grotto-heaven. Seeing more and more ghost generals gathering, Judge Sun, who had been thrown out of the hall by the shockwave, suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief:

"Hmm? Why are all these ghost generals at the Mahayana realm here!"

"Where are the great beings in the vast underworld, whose realms surpass even those of ghost immortals?"

"Why didn't anyone come?"