The atmosphere in the air was chillingly oppressive.

During this period when the Ancient Immortal World was opened, Yan Qingying had committed numerous acts of slaughter.

As the heir of the Devouring God Demon Technique, slaughter was almost always by Yan Qingying's side.

She had even earned the title of a female demon lord.

However, Yan Qingying did not care about the praise or condemnation of the world.

She only cared about Jun Xiaoyao.

As long as she could continue to grow stronger through the Devouring God Demon Technique, she would have the qualification to remain a follower of Jun Xiaoyao.

The stronger her power, the more help she could provide to Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Qingying did not want to be a burden or a decorative vase.

She wanted to be Jun Xiaoyao's right-hand woman.

Thus, Yan Qingying had been continuously enhancing herself through slaughter.

Of course, Yan Qingying was not a madwoman who killed indiscriminately.

She would only strike against enemies with whom she had disputes.

Even so, Yan Qingying's hands were stained with blood, but she had no regrets.

"Yan Qingying, I will give you one last chance. Abandon the Devouring God Demon Technique, and there may still be a way to salvage the situation," Miao Wuxin said.

Her tone was incredibly calm, making it hard to discern whether she was sincere or feigning concern.

"Abandon my demon technique and then surrender? Is that what you want?" Yan Qingying replied coldly.

"No need to say more to her. This person is deeply corrupted by demonic nature, having committed boundless slaughter. Killing her alone would be equivalent to saving a multitude of lives. Why not do it?" Bei Miho pretended to be dignified.

"Exactly, the Saintess is right!"

"Indeed, the Saintess is compassionate. This Yan Qingying, relying on her status as a follower of the Jun family's divine son, has been recklessly slaughtering. Heaven will not spare her!"

The hundreds of talented individuals present were all supporters of Bei Miho, their eyes filled with admiration and reverence.

In the next moment, a great battle erupted.

At Bei Miho's signal, those talented individuals made their move.

Although individually they were not particularly strong, their combined numbers created a qualitative change.

Unless one possessed absolute strength like Jun Xiaoyao, Wang Teng, or Long Aotian, who could ignore numbers, no other talented individual, even the inheritor of the demon technique Yan Qingying, could easily wipe out so many.

"Kill!"

Yan Qingying's long hair danced wildly, her entire demeanor resembling that of a dark queen of slaughter.

The Devouring God Demon Technique was unleashed, and numerous devouring whirlpools appeared.

With her first strike, she showcased her unparalleled cultivation at the peak of the Virtual God realm.

With such cultivation, as long as she did not encounter those monstrous talents at the True God realm, she could remain safe.

But unfortunately, Yan Qingying was facing hundreds of talented individuals.

Among them, the weakest had reached the peak of the Divine Fire realm, and there were many in the Virtual God realm.

Splat!

Blood splattered everywhere.

Yan Qingying's Devouring God Demon Technique effortlessly tore apart and refined over a dozen talented individuals into pieces.

Yet, even more talented individuals attacked, their immense magical power surging like a torrent, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Watching Yan Qingying being besieged, Bei Miho's beautiful face was devoid of emotion.

"The lineage of the Devouring Heaven Ancestor should be completely eradicated. Once we eliminate Yan Qingying, only that Jun family divine son will remain with the Devouring God Demon Technique," Bei Miho pondered in her heart.

She even began to think of ways to target Jun Xiaoyao.

"Our Holy Sect has inherited from multiple immortal domains, with terrifying depth. Although the Jun family is strong, they are not completely untouchable," Bei Miho thought to herself.

Moreover, in the Ancient Immortal World, there were no restrictions on slaughter.

If Jun Xiaoyao truly entered the Ancient Immortal World, Bei Miho might indeed entertain some thoughts.

Just as Bei Miho was contemplating her next plan, Miao Wuxin spoke up.

"Bei Miho, if we do not take action, we cannot capture Yan Qingying."

Upon hearing Miao Wuxin's words, Bei Miho's gaze sharpened.

She discovered that although Yan Qingying was trapped in a desperate situation, she was stubbornly holding on thanks to the powerful devouring and refining ability of the Devouring God Demon Technique.

As soon as Yan Qingying sustained injuries, she would use the Devouring God Demon Technique to absorb the enemy's vitality and recover herself.

In this short period, nearly a hundred talented individuals had already fallen.

"A cornered beast still fights back!" Bei Miho said coldly as she made her move.

"Holy Heavenly Jade Mark!"

Bei Miho's jade palm swept out, radiating light and creating streaks of brilliance in the void, accompanied by powerful magical fluctuations, sweeping toward Yan Qingying.

"The Saintess has finally made her move!" The surrounding talented individuals were immensely excited.

On the other side, Miao Wuxin also took action.

"Mystical Lotus Seal!"

Miao Wuxin formed a lotus seal with her hands, striking out, causing white lotuses to bloom in the void, pure and holy, radiating with Buddhist light.

As a nun from the Little Western Heaven, Miao Wuxin's abilities were also quite astonishing.

Both women's cultivation levels were not inferior to Yan Qingying's.

At this moment, with both of them attacking simultaneously, even Yan Qingying's expression changed drastically.

"Black Heaven Demon Finger!"

Yan Qingying unleashed a powerful ultimate technique from the Devouring God Demon Technique.

She pointed her jade finger, and black devouring demonic energy gathered, transforming into a massive black finger, creating an astonishing wave.

"How terrifying! No wonder she is the inheritor of the Devouring God Demon Technique; it's no surprise she caught the eye of the Jun family divine son!"

Feeling the overwhelming fluctuations of Yan Qingying's abilities, the surrounding talented individuals watching were equally astonished.

Jun Xiaoyao's judgment was indeed extraordinary.

Those he chose all had their unique strengths.

Boom!

The void erupted with a thunderous sound, and magical ripples spread in all directions.

Yan Qingying spat out a mouthful of blood, her figure violently retreating, her aura becoming chaotic.

Yan Qingying was indeed very strong; after devouring the Fallen God Prince and the Heavenly Demon Prince, she had gained even greater talents.

But Bei Miho and Miao Wuxin were not to be underestimated either.

One was the Saintess of the Holy Sect, and the other was a nun from the Little Western Heaven.

Together, they were more than capable of suppressing or even killing Yan Qingying.

"How infuriating! If only I could be a bit stronger and break through to the True God realm..." Yan Qingying felt a surge of frustration.

She hated her own weakness!

"Yan Qingying, die!" Bei Miho unleashed her ultimate move, aiming to completely annihilate Yan Qingying.

A glimmer of delight appeared in her eyes.

The inheritor of the Devouring Heaven Ancestor's lineage was finally going to die at her hands.

The saying of retribution was indeed true.

"Sigh, if you remain obstinate, then do not blame me for being merciless," Miao Wuxin also prepared to unleash her ultimate move to kill Yan Qingying.

At the same time, she silently thought to herself.

"Fa Hai, this part of karma can be considered as helping you settle some of it. As for Jun Xiaoyao, he will surely face retribution in due time."

Seeing the two women about to strike, the surrounding talented individuals shook their heads.

"It seems the Jun family divine son is about to lose a follower."

"If you want me dead, you won't have it easy either!" Yan Qingying's long hair was stained with a bit of blood, adding to her tragic beauty.

To be honest, if it weren't for Yan Qingying's heavy aura of slaughter, she might have become a goddess in the hearts of many talented individuals.

Yan Qingying also activated her demonic technique, preparing for a desperate fight.

Of course, she knew that this time, her chances of survival were slim.

"To meet the Young Master in this life is Qingying's greatest fortune, but unfortunately, Qingying cannot keep up with the Young Master's pace..."

Yan Qingying murmured in her heart.

The terrifying wave of magical power was about to collide.

Yan Qingying slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

It was not that she did not want to resist, but she was simply powerless.

However, contrary to her expectations, the pain of her flesh being torn apart did not come.

In Yan Qingying's ears, there were numerous exclamations, as if something incredible had happened.

Then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

"Those who dare to harm my divine son, do you know how to write the word 'death'?"

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