System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

The Celestial Race youth beside him stepped into the void, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. The pale gold pattern between his brows suddenly cracked open, and a vertical eye slowly opened, its golden pupil shimmering with a light resembling an eternal Dao mark. The place where his gaze fell was the void where Qiu Zixian was.

In an instant, Qiu Zixian felt the air around her freeze!

The sword-wielding motion felt like sinking into sticky mud; every inch of movement required several times the spiritual energy. His shoulders felt as if they were being crushed by thousands of suspended mountains, and his bones creaked under the unbearable weight.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the blood droplets around her were suspended in mid-air, and even the trajectory of the drips had become incredibly slow—the flow of time had been forcibly slowed down!

"Not good!" Qiu Zixian was shocked and turned her head sharply. She caught a glimpse of three dark blue streaks of light tearing through the sky. The arrow tips were sharp and piercing. They were almost there in the blink of an eye.

The afterimage of the arrow in his pupils grew larger and larger, and the chilling killing intent stung his skin; danger was imminent!

At the critical moment, Qiu Zixian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her hands flipped so fast that they were like afterimages. An ancient talisman with yellowed edges flew out of her storage ring and landed steadily in her palm.

Without hesitation, she snapped her fingers together, and with a soft "poof," the talisman turned into a shower of golden ash, and a phantom of a white-haired, black-clad youth suddenly appeared about ten feet behind her.

The phantom's feet did not touch the ground; its black clothes fluttered in the air, and its white hair, like frost and snow, hung down to its waist. On its expressionless face, only a pair of eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

His gaze swept over the three arrows that were shot at him, and a terrifying sword aura instantly erupted from his body—invisible sword energy crisscrossed, causing the surrounding imprisoned void to vibrate and hum.

Almost at the same instant the phantom appeared, a muffled "boom" resounded, and the immense force that had been imprisoning the universe was smashed apart by the sword's momentum!

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the youth raised his hand and waved it. The Beiming Sword, which was filled with endless coldness, was suddenly drawn from its sheath. A snow-white sword light was as fast as lightning, even surpassing the slowed-down flow of time.

With a sharp "whoosh," the three dark blue arrows were shattered by the sword light before they even got close, turning into specks of ice mist and spiritual light that dissipated into the void.

With the crisis averted, Qiu Zixian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and gazed intently at the distant void.

The three winged girls stared in astonishment at the broken arrow fletching, while the Celestial youth's vertical eye narrowed slightly.

Qiu Zixian's lips curled into a cold smile, her voice clear and icy: "The Winged Clan and the Celestial Clan? Very well, I didn't expect that even opponents of your caliber would be so eager to jump out and join the fun."

Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the four opponents working together—a pressure far exceeding that of the previous hundred or so cultivators—Qiu Zixian already felt the urge to retreat.

She did not want to expend too much magic power here, nor did she want to attract stronger enemies by delaying.

With a turn of his body, a flash of light appeared in his palm, and a Dao talisman exuding the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth emerged, its body flowing with terrifying power of Heaven and Earth. "In that case, we will have plenty of time to compete in the future."

Before she could finish speaking, the talisman had already been crushed in her hand.

The anticipated teleportation across a million miles did not occur.

Qiu Zixian's figure simply transformed into a streak of dark light, flashing continuously. However, each flash was more sluggish than the last. After more than 160,000 miles, it seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of copper and iron, suddenly stopping in the void. The spiritual light around her body trembled violently, and the spatial energy remaining in the Dao talisman instantly dissipated into specks of light.

"How is this possible?" Qiu Zixian's expression changed drastically as she stared incredulously at the ash remaining in her palm. "The Great Teleportation Talisman has actually been restricted and suppressed here?"

"Hahahaha!" A burst of arrogant laughter came from behind. The light between the celestial beings' eyebrows shone even brighter, and their golden eyes were full of mockery.