Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Yan Chengxue gave Xue Lan an array plate with two layers, an outer and an inner one. The outer and inner arrays worked together in a variety of ways, and the colorful light emitted by the array flags continuously assisted the lightning attacks on the giant dragon in the center of the array.

At the forefront was the strange-looking girl from Fengdu City. With a wave of her hand, she summoned a small, bluish-green bell. The bell was engraved with ancient patterns, and at the top was a ferocious beast.

Its eyes were wide open in anger, it had two horns on its head, and it stood amidst the smoke of war.

The girl gently tapped the small bell with her magic, and it emitted a deep, resonant sound imbued with Daoist principles. The giant dragon beneath it paused for a moment.

"Qilin!" Xue Lan said softly. The demons of the upper realm were no longer pretending at all, even involving the peaceful Qilin clan.

What major move is the demon race of the upper realm making? Or is it because of that great opportunity to master the secrets of time and space?

Thinking of this, Xue Lan accelerated the movement of his Void Step, instantly transforming into a black shadow.

In an instant, the girl was already in front of the dragon's right eye. With a flick of her wrist, she threw out several black objects.

Long Siyin quickly took a few steps back.

A deafening roar resounded, and a gigantic mushroom-shaped cloud rose from the head of the giant dragon. The girl in black had already retreated and was now beside Long Siyin.

"Your Majesty, it has a dragon soul! Your Majesty, it's on that sword!" Xue Lan landed, and the voice guiding her soul kept echoing in her mind.

Xue Lan understood. She had felt that this formation was abnormal before. It clearly possessed the power of a true dragon, but it could only occupy one side.

The girl spoke softly, "So it's a dragon-trapping formation!"

This giant dragon, composed of broken swords, is a trapped dragon, pinned to its spot by the sword atop the central circular platform, unable to move.

"Your Majesty, draw your sword! Soul Guide can absorb this dragon's soul!" Soul Guide said happily.

"Understood!" Xue Lan agreed, glancing around at everyone.

I'm sorry everyone, my daughter hasn't made any requests of her mother since she was born!

"Siyin, pull out the sword in the very center!"

As soon as Xue Lan said this, she noticed many people around her looking at her. The girl with the strange aura at the front quickly stepped forward, trying to get the sword before Long Siyin could.

Xue Lan understood her; after all, it was a remnant soul of a true dragon.

Long Siyin made her move the moment Xue Lan spoke. She drew her left hand into a sword-like gesture and slashed it upwards. The Du Ying Sword transformed into a bright silver light and flew forward. Spotting the flaw in the sword formation, it pierced into the body of the giant dragon formed by the broken sword in an instant.

The target was the long sword stuck in the middle.

"So fast!"

Xue Lan smiled slightly. That was the Crossing Reflection Sword, capable of reflecting light in an instant and soaring through the sky to cross shadows. No cultivator below the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm could match its speed.

Du Yingjian struck the longsword stuck in the center of the round platform, producing a sword cry upon impact! A bright halo of light rippled outwards.

Along with the halo appeared shackles on the dragon. Countless chains appeared on the dragon's body, binding it to the circular platform.

Xue Lan looked at the long sword; after Du Ying's attack, it had protruded quite a bit.

While everyone was observing, Du Ying struck the longsword again, sending it flying off the platform and landing on the ground.

A wisp of blue spirit rose from the longsword and eventually flew to the dragon's forehead, merging into it.

The dragon let out a shrill, mournful cry, as loud as an old ox. Its massive body began to writhe on the platform, and the surrounding chains tightened and trembled.

"Xue Lan!" Wu Yijun, who was maintaining the formation with Lin Su above, saw the dragon's appearance and asked, "Are you confident?"

Xue Lan flew forward like a dark cloud, with the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map unfolding behind her.

A short sword had appeared in her hand without her noticing.

A small, chubby sword with a thick hilt.

Wu Yijun, who was maintaining the formation, almost couldn't help but laugh. Although he knew that the Soul-Guiding Sword was a divine artifact named and recognized by the Heavenly Dao, its design was...

It's really hard not to laugh.

As Du Ying struck the longsword once more, the giant dragon on the platform snapped its chains, letting out a deafening roar. A massive tail, formed from the broken sword, swept towards the crowd before them.

An arrow carrying the flames of the Vermilion Bird flew from afar and struck the Yin Spirit that served as the dragon's eye.

Xue Lan turned around and saw Zhu Lingzhi.

The girl seemed even more formidable than when they last clashed; standing there, she resembled a sun reborn from the ashes.

"Chu Yutian!" Zhu Lingzhi shouted behind him. Xue Lan saw a streak of black lightning fly towards the longsword beneath the giant dragon.

Stop pretending!

"Lei Chuxi!" The girl with the strange aura at the front changed her expression, retrieved the small cauldron at the top, and took off her magic robe, revealing a gorgeous light green dress.

Before the pitch-black lightning that Chu Yutian had transformed into, tens of thousands of emerald green vines suddenly sprouted, some of which blocked Chu Yutian, and some of which entangled the giant dragon.

A vine with small flowers curled up the longsword on the ground, ready to deliver it to the girl.

Dark lightning severed the vine, and the boy, whose real name was Lei Chuxi, smiled with his purple eyes: "Lin Buyu, opportunities are meant for those who are prepared."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sky full of black lightning fell, forming a lightning field around them.

Xue Lan thought that the demon race of the upper realm was almost enough to fill a mahjong table, so there was no reason why the aristocratic families of the upper realm wouldn't send people down to join in the fun!

"Fellow Daoist Lei is right!" A clear male voice came from behind, and a streak of green light flew toward the dragon's head with lightning speed.

"Brother Wu, aren't you in a bit too hasty?" A clear, cold voice rang out at the same time, and a pale blue longsword flew out from behind Xue Lan, blocking the green light.

The emerald green light transformed into a middle-aged man wearing an indigo Taoist robe and a bamboo hat, standing quietly on the clouds, looking dashing and unrestrained.

"How could anyone be more cunning than the Lin family!"

Xue Lan suddenly became interested and looked at the person who had made the move behind her. It was a young man dressed in white.

The Lin family, the Lin family that schemed against the Silver Moon Wolf.

Xue Lan looked around.

Three top-tier demonic beasts and two prodigies from noble families. The people of the Upper Realm truly no longer take the Heavenly Dao seriously.

"Gentlemen, there's no need for further words. Let's rely on our own abilities!"

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan girl, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, her eyes icy cold.

The young man wearing a straw hat bowed to her and said, "Greetings, Miss Chongyu. Thank you for letting me down, Your Majesty."

"Don't say things you shouldn't say. Otherwise, I won't mind sewing your mouth shut."

Xue Lan watched them chatter away, completely disregarding the trial participants from the lower realm.

She finally understood why she was so disliked in her past life.

Xue Lan, no longer wanting to endure the hypocrisy of these people, took the lead and flew away. Just then, the Spirit Gathering Cauldron had already replenished Xue Lan's spiritual energy while everyone was talking.

The girl, wielding a small, chubby sword, moved with the agility of flowing clouds among the various geniuses of the upper realms. A faint smile always graced her lips, making her appear remarkably calm.

"Everyone, I'm going down to the mortal realm to start a trial for the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you all to come in groups?"

After the first exchange, Xue Lan stood on a broken sword flying in mid-air and raised her hand to block a beam of magical light in front of her.

The aloof young man from the Lin family was the first to speak: "Your constant dodging and evasion is hardly the behavior of a gentleman."

Xue Lan chuckled softly, her gentle almond-shaped eyes curving into two little goldfish.

"The only thing about the technique I practice is its speed and flashy style!"

The girl's voice was filled with undisguised smugness.

"Have you all noticed that something is missing from me?"

"Oh no, her sword!" Zhu Lingzhi suddenly realized that Xue Lan's little fat sword was gone.

Not far away, the Soul-Guiding Sword radiated a dazzling white light from between the dragon's eyebrows.

The young man from the Lin family snorted coldly: "It's just a sword!"

Xue Lan was displeased upon hearing this: "Your Excellency should just watch quietly!"

The young man from the Lin family remained dismissive, but the next moment he was speechless.

A lovely little girl appeared on the chubby sword. She flew to the dragon's brow and began to absorb the wisp of the true dragon's soul.

Everyone was shocked and prepared to step forward to stop the soul-summoning, but Xue Lan blocked their way.

The girl smiled, a huge scroll unfolding behind her. Her voice was tinged with laughter, yet utterly cold.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait! This path is blocked!"