He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

After transcending the fusion stage, her own profound power and spiritual power complemented each other, and were no longer simply the power of cultivators of the same level.

She is not quite a Mahayana practitioner, but rather an enhanced version of Mahayana. Even if someone at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm comes along, she won't be afraid.

As for how strong Fu Xun was, Leng Huan didn't know. In any case, they had never used their full strength, and now that their cultivation levels were too high, they wouldn't easily spar.

In a short while, with her and Fu Xun working together, the demons that stretched for nearly ten thousand miles were wiped out.

Everyone gasped in astonishment, just like the cultivators of the Eastern Sea Continent, looking at Leng Huan and his companion as if they were towering mountains.

Leng Huan landed lightly on the city wall and looked at Fu Xun. "The demon race's landing momentum has slowed down, but those demon generals in the rear are running fast. So, the Demon Lord of Slaughtering Gods is in that sea?"

"Hmm, it should be in the center of that vortex." Fu Xun scanned the empty Xiqi City. There were only a few hundred cultivators guarding the city. There were no residents as before. They were either dead or had fled.

"How far is that place? How do we get there?"

“I have a divine seal that allows me to go there.”

Leng Huan was really worried about letting him go alone, since that was the lair of the Demon Lord of Slaughter.

Moreover, in the depths of the sea, who knows if there are any sea beasts in the Tribulation Transcending stage? As long as they live long enough, through devouring, there will always be some powerful monsters with insufficient intelligence but uniquely gifted physical bodies who are lucky enough to advance to the next level.

"Then I will protect you."

Fu Xun didn't really want her to go. This was his own karma. The divine seal was in his hands, and the divine sword was also there. He wanted to settle the karma of Hong Yuan's seal.

After much deliberation, he said, "Alright, but we'll have to wait for an opportunity. The monsters and the sea monster tide will devour each other."

Leng Huan nodded: "Yes, the rift has been open for half a year, and the demons, who have been sealed for thousands of years, have been released in a single day. They are a bit crazy."

She raised her hand to wipe away the covering on her forehead, revealing an icy blue mark. "I have a bold idea."

At this time, Song Kaiyang and Wen Changge led their men to clear out any remaining fugitives in the rear of Xiqi.

Leng Huan changed into a magnificent saintess robe with a magic spell. The colorful silk and crystal snowflakes shimmered, and the tassels hanging on both sides of the matching hair ornament swayed gently as she turned around.

She spread her arms, looking down at the vast plains beyond the city where the gods had fallen. Her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind as she asked Fu Xun, "In the name of the Snow Clan's Holy Maiden, how about inviting all the hidden clans of the continent to jointly suppress the gods' fall?"

"Look, this vast land has been ravaged by the demons, and just when it was finally recovering, it has fallen to this state. How about we build a holy city here to forever guard the Hongyuan Seal?"

Fu Xun stood beside her, his dark red robes fluttering in the wind, his divine sense extending outwards to the horizon where demons were still gathering.

"You want to take this opportunity to step into the limelight and restore the former holy race to its former glory and responsibility?"

"That's right, killing two birds with one stone. Isn't this better than hiding it carefully? Why is there not a single record of the Holy Race during the Battle of Hongyuan, and their lineage almost died out... Look at this beautiful place, why call it the Land of Fallen Gods? It should be called the Holy Land of Divine Qi."

Leng Huan touched her chin, her serious expression lasting only a second. She nudged Fu Xun with her shoulder and asked, "How was it?"

Fu Xun gave her a strange look: "...Fine, it's up to you."

"Then I'll ask Senior Wen to help spread the word? Isn't he the Pavilion Master of Lintian Pill Pavilion? With his status, he should be able to convince people. Also, weren't you going to see Sect Master Changming?"

"Well then, let's just have Lintian Pill Pavilion and Changming Immortal Sect jointly publish a book."

Having made her decision, Leng Huan didn't want to delay any longer and quickly went to Wen Changge to explain her plan.

"In this way, with the power of the Holy Race guarding the seal and establishing the Western Frontier Holy Land, the Demon Race will never be able to set foot in the Western Frontier. Please help me post this message, Senior Wen."

Looking at the confident Leng Huan, Wen Changge seemed somewhat surprised. "I never imagined you were a member of the Ancient Saint Clan. I've never seen one before; I thought the Saint Clan had become extinct."

He couldn't help but sigh and ponder, "This is a great thing. Xiqi City is now surrounded by enemies on all sides. Those hypocritical guys are afraid of damaging their own sect's power, so they actually proposed to abandon Xiqi City and let the demons run rampant, and only set up defenses in Zhongshui City, which is thousands of miles away from Xiqi City."

"Hmph! They actually think they can stop the demons by relying on Zhongshui City's natural barrier. That's wishful thinking. They've forgotten that the demons destroyed Zhongshui City during the Great Battle of Hongyuan."

Wen Changge was already disappointed with the Western You forces. The previous internal strife had weakened each faction, and now they only wanted to preserve themselves.

But with the demons rampaging, no one benefited.

Song Kaiyang slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "That's exactly right. I'm here because I'm afraid that Xiqi City will fall into the hands of the demons again. If that happens, the entire Xiyou will be in danger, and it might even threaten other continents. The Xiyou continent is in complete chaos right now. Changming Immortal Sect... let's not even mention it."

Fu Xun's heart skipped a beat: "What happened to the Changming Immortal Sect?"

Song Kaiyang glanced at his disciple, flicked his sleeve, and sat down. He snorted, "Sect Master Changming has disappeared. The entire sect is now distrustful and in chaos. The elders are not united, and things are in disarray!"

Leng Huan silently thought that the Changming Immortal Sect had lost its divine seal, while the Dongming Divine Seal was in Fu Xun's hands, which was equivalent to being in the hands of the Holy Clan. Tsk, they had more say and influence. Why not take back the Xiyou Divine Seal that the Demon Lord of Slaughter had stolen and put it in his own hands?

Wonderful!

She looked at Wen Changge: "In that case, please issue a call to arms, Senior Wen. In the name of our Holy Clan, the Snow Clan, we invite people of ambition from all continents to come and build a defensive line for the Holy Clan's land in the Western Frontier. Please affix our clan's mystical seal to the invitation."

The Xuan Seal was intended to send a signal to certain hidden members of the Holy Clan, indicating her identity; those in the know naturally understand its purpose.

“Alright!” Wen Changge nodded: “Let’s do it this way. I’ll go back to Lintian Pill Pavilion to make the arrangements. I’ll come back in about ten days.”

Song Kaiyang waved to him: "You go ahead, we'll stay and guard Xiqi City for now."

After Wen Changge disappeared in the blink of an eye, Song Kaiyang cursed, "Those cowards from Xiyou! Hiding behind Xiqi City to guard Tianshui City, they still claim to have contributed manpower and resources, boasting that they paid a huge price. Sometimes I really want to let the demons pass through and make them pay a terrible price! But what about the innocent humans?"

Leng Huan knew he was too resentful, so he comforted him, "Uncle-Master, you have the well-being of all people in your heart, why bother with those hypocritical people?"

Song Kaiyang cursed, "If it weren't for Wen Changge saying he wouldn't care anymore but still ending up stationed in Xiqi, I would have left already!"

Leng Huan joked, "My uncle and Senior Wen have such a good relationship."

Song Kaiyang glared at him: "Who's on good terms with him? I'm dying for a friend who understands me!"

Fu Xun: "..." This is the first time I've seen someone die for a close friend, and yet say that the relationship wasn't good.

Leng Huan: "Yes, Uncle-Master is truly righteous!"

Leng Huan completely dismissed her secret guess that Song Wen and the other man were gay, and she didn't even dare to mention it to Fu Xun.

Wen Changge is a dashing young nobleman, while Song Kaiyang is a straightforward swordsman. It's a miracle that these two could become friends.

While waiting for news from Wen Changge, Leng Huan and Fu Xun went to investigate the entire Western Frontier, clearing out several demonic tides and setting up numerous dangerous restrictions outside the city.

A series of deadly moves, each one fatal.

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