The master went down the mountain and met the beautiful CEO's fiancée

On the other side, in a rift valley filled with sharp fragments of stellar debris.

The blazing flames and the chilling killing intent intertwined, casting an ever-changing, flickering light on the originally gloomy ravine.

Several men in long robes are currently attacking a woman.

The woman's white clothes were stained with blood in many places, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, a shocking sight.

Opposite her, four men with sinister faces were staring intently at her.

"Bai Qingluo, I advise you to surrender. Maybe... we can give you a quick death, otherwise..."

The leader, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had a withered face and sinister eyes. He looked at Bai Qingluo and spoke coldly.

"I bother!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Bai Qingluo spat, her face full of disgust: "A bunch of traitors who act as accomplices to evil, they are not worthy of making me admit defeat. If you have the guts, then bring it on."

As she spoke, she slowly rose, her longsword burning with raging flames, and her body surrounded by intense crimson flames.

She stared directly at him, her eyes filled with boundless killing intent.

"Even if I burn my last drop of blood and my last wisp of soul today, I will let you know that the disciples of the Divine Thunder Palace would rather break than bend!"

Before she finished speaking, the longsword in her hand, which was burning with raging flames, suddenly burst out with a dazzling crimson light. The flames around her seemed to be summoned, and they gathered wildly, vaguely condensing into the phantom of a fire phoenix about to take flight behind her.

"The phoenix dances in the nine heavens, burning away all evil and wickedness!"

With a sharp cry, she followed her sword, transforming into a streak of crimson flame that tore through the sky, and charged towards the four powerful figures from the Taixu Palace.

The sword's momentum was unstoppable, carrying with it the tragic and resolute determination to perish together with the enemy.

If I hadn't been still recovering from my injuries, I would never have paid any attention to this trash.

But even if she's injured, she's determined to take these beasts to hell with her.

"Stubborn fool! Form the formation and capture her!"

The leading elder's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted sharply.

He and three other Golden Core Peak disciples quickly dispersed, forming a small killing formation. The cold, ethereal spiritual energy clashed violently with Bai Qingluo's blazing flames.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of violent explosions echoed continuously in the rift valley.

Flames and gray-black air currents intertwined and annihilated each other, continuously blasting the surrounding star debris into dust.

Bai Qingluo was like a moth drawn to a flame, her swordplay fierce and relentless, each strike delivered with full force, forcing a Golden Core disciple to retreat repeatedly, facing imminent danger.

However, her injuries had not yet healed, and she was facing a combined attack from the formation. With each hard-fought battle, her delicate body trembled, more and more blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her face grew paler and paler.

"laugh!"

The elder seized the opportunity, and a chilling finger gust, like a venomous snake, bypassed the flames and struck her right knee.

"Uh!"

Bai Qingluo groaned, her right leg buckled, and she almost knelt down, her movements momentarily slowed.

"good chance!"

Seeing this, the other three disciples unleashed their swords with tremendous force, like three poisonous dragons, stabbing at her throat, heart, and dantian—three vital points.

Bai Qingluo's pupils contracted as she forcefully summoned her last bit of spiritual power, sweeping her flaming longsword to parry.

"Clang! Clang! Puff!"

Although she deflected the two swords aimed at her throat and heart, the sword aimed at her dantian was a moment too slow. The tip of the sword grazed her waist and abdomen, spraying a spray of blood.

The protective flames flickered violently, almost going out.

She staggered backward, using her sword to support herself so she wouldn't fall, but her breath was extremely weak, and the flames around her flickered unpredictably, like a candle in the wind.

Blood stained the ground beneath their feet, and the white clothes were almost entirely dyed crimson.

"Are you still going to resist, Senior Sister Bai?"

One of the disciples looked at the injured Bai Qingluo and couldn't help but sneer.

"Don't waste your time. Why don't you kneel down and beg me? Maybe... I can spare your life."

The other disciple also wore a mocking and sarcastic expression.

In the past, Bai Qingluo, a direct disciple, was considered a goddess in their eyes.

I never imagined that one day I would actually end up in my own hands.

Bai Qingluo stared at the two of them, her eyes filled with a palpable killing intent.

"If I don't die today, I will kill you all."

"Hahaha...! Kill us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke.

They didn't stop laughing until they were too tired to continue.

"Unfortunately, you won't live past today."

At this moment, an elder stepped forward, a cruel smile appearing on his withered face.

“Not only you, but everyone in your Divine Thunder Palace and Jade Void Palace will not survive until today.”

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Qingluo's expression changed slightly, and she looked at the other party with a sinister voice.

"Since you're about to die, I might as well tell you... how do you think this place of inheritance was discovered?"

The elder spoke in a sinister tone, then walked towards Bai Qingluo step by step with a cold smile.

Upon seeing this, Bai Qingluo's expression changed drastically: "Did you spread the news?"

"So, the Land of Inheritance is a scam?"

Bai Qingluo looked up at the group of people, her eyes filled with anger and panic.

"Not bad!"

The elder nodded and sneered, "Otherwise... how would we gather you all together? Without this... how would we wipe you all out in one fell swoop?"

The Meteorite Ruins were not small, and their mission was to kill all those who had escaped in.

But how do you bring people together when you're searching for a needle in a haystack?

Only things like the land of inheritance are truly enticing.

"So what if that's the case? You bunch of chickens and dogs think you can challenge the elites of the three major lineages?"

Bai Qingluo quickly calmed down, looked at them with a cold smile, and said mockingly, "Don't end up losing more than you gain by trying to steal a chicken, and being killed by the elites of the three major sects."

Although the people from Taixu Palace came prepared, the people from the three major Daoist lineages who came in this time should not be underestimated.

It's a pipe dream to think that the people from Taixu Palace alone could kill them.

Unless Japan also sends people in.

But... obviously, no.

Because along her journey, she encountered many disciples of the Taixu Palace, but not a single cultivator from Japan.

"You don't naively think we'd be completely unprepared, do you?"

The elder of Taixu Palace couldn't help but chuckle, then thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "But there's no need to say too much to a dying man like you..."

"Now, I will send you on your way."

He raised his palm, and the gray-black death energy condensed again, carrying a nauseating stench of decay, and slowly pressed down on Bai Qingluo's crown.

This palm strike was enough to obliterate her soul.

Bai Qingluo watched the slowly descending hand of death, her grip on the flaming longsword tightening, a resolute look in her eyes.

Even if it meant her death, she wanted to make sure the other party didn't have it easy.

However, just as she was preparing for a desperate fight, with the hand of death only an inch from her head.

A chilling roar, filled with boundless rage and majestic dragon might, thundered from the heavens like a primordial dragon's cry, and boomed through the rift valley as it drew nearer.

"Old dog, let her go."