Buzz!

The sword blade thrust straight at the center of the eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, the delicate white lotus at Zhu Yuxian's brow withered at this moment, revealing her fair forehead.

Lu Chengfeng's sword, however, did not hesitate in the slightest, ruthlessly stabbing down, the tip of the sword instantly pierced the skin, blood flowed, staining her fair and beautiful face with a bewitching hue.

The sword blade pierced the skin, penetrated the skull, Sword Qi radiated light, intent on obliterating her vitality completely, annihilating even the Primordial Spirit.

The sword strike was merciless, ruthless and vicious.

Striking with no warning.

Lu Chengfeng's actions clearly exceeded the enemy's expectations.

Just as the sword tip pierced the skull, the white lotus that had just withered suddenly re-consolidated at her brow, blocking the sword's edge.

Lu Chengfeng's eyes held a ferocious look, "I don't believe you'd just watch her die."

The confrontation just now was actually a mental battle between two people.

The old monk calculated that he wouldn't kill Zhu Yuxian.

However, Lu Chengfeng was convinced the old monk wouldn't let Zhu Yuxian die immediately.

This was psychological warfare, betting on who could endure more, who could remain composed.

Without a doubt, Lu Chengfeng won the bet.

The old monk didn't care about Zhu Yuxian's life or death, but he couldn't allow his plan to be disrupted.

So he intervened personally at this moment, using a white lotus to block the Bixiao Sword.

Lu Chengfeng clutched the sword hilt tightly, unleashing mana wildly, making the bioluminescence on the sword blade extremely bright. His face contorted ferociously, as if trying to drive the sword all the way through Zhu Yuxian's head with all his might.

The white lotus bloomed, the sword blade cold and deadly.

The two clashed, emitting a teeth-gritting screech.

Lu Chengfeng had already risked it all. If the old monk hadn't intervened just now, he would have killed Zhu Yuxian, destroyed her flesh, and reclaimed her Primordial Spirit.

"Master, if you die, I'll aid your Primordial Spirit in reincarnating, guiding you back onto the path of cultivation."

"In this life, you are my master. In the next life, become my disciple."

Celestial Humans in the mortal world are also known as Corpse Dissolving Immortals. Because they gather their Lifebound Primordial Spirit, they can reincarnate, but not retain memories like immortals. Instead, they have the Mystery of the Womb.

Only by re-entering the Celestial Human Realm can one break through the veil and awaken past life memories.

Exactly because Zhu Yuxian is a Celestial Human, Lu Chengfeng was resolute in his killing intent at that moment.

Succeed or die trying.

Fortunately, he succeeded in his gamble.

The old monk clearly did not wish for his planted pawn to die so easily, and although the Red Dragon trembled violently, causing the underground magma to churn, it had not yet fully triggered the natural disaster. How could he be satisfied?

Bioluminescence rippled, the white lotus bloomed.

Zhu Yuxian's eyes, revolving with swastikas, suddenly changed. One eye lost the golden Buddha Light swastika, revealing an expression of struggle and pain.

"Kill... kill me..."

She spoke hoarsely, as if every word was laborious.

"Will you... really kill me?" Her voice suddenly turned cold and indifferent again.

"Don't mind me..."

"Don't kill me..."

Two voices echoed incessantly in her ear.

At the same time, Zhu Yuxian's action of deploying the True Body of the Red Dragon ceased, as if she was caught in a fierce struggle.

This was all because of Lu Chengfeng's sword strike.

The sword blade pierced, and the white lotus was not an implement of slaughter. It forcibly blocked Lu Chengfeng's all-out strike, causing the old monk's control over Zhu Yuxian to encounter an issue, creating a slight gap.

But the crux was that, apart from the two of them, there was another who had been released — the Princess Consort of King Xiang.

She had regained her Divine Weapon and, infused with Red Dragon Essence Qi, her strength was recovering at an alarming rate.

After missing the first strike, the White Bone Blade in her hand flowed with black and white Profound Light, and the white lotus underfoot seemed to stain with ink.

"Hehehe, why did you flee?"

"Don't go."

"Let me kill you, alright?"

The Princess Consort of King Xiang, mad and relentless, fixated her gaze on Lu Chengfeng, completely ignoring Zhu Yuxian beside her.

"It seems that bald old man has tampered with the Princess Consort. He is skilled at enchanting hearts. That woman, already mentally broken and twisted, was easily deceived by him."

Lu Chengfeng's mana boiled within, the sword blade in his hand fiercely driving deeper into Zhu Yuxian's skull, though he retained unprecedented clarity and rationality.

And he kept a careful watch on the Princess Consort's movements.

Seeing the crazed woman rushing at him with a knife once again.

A cold smile crept onto Lu Chengfeng's face, abruptly releasing one hand, and he drew from his bosom a human skin mask, thin as a cicada's wing, incomparably delicate, with a marvelous use at critical moments, so he always carried it with him.

With just a casual swipe, the mask covered his face like a ripple of water.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Chengfeng used mana to activate the Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon. The intense flames engulfed his figure in an instant, making it hard for outsiders to see clearly.

When the Princess Consort of King Xiang slashed through the flames, Lu Chengfeng slowly turned his head, already transformed into the likeness of King Xiang.

"Vile woman, do you want to kill me?"

He harshly rebuked with a fierce tone.

The Princess Consort of King Xiang was dumbstruck, confusion and bewilderment washing over her face, "Prince, why are you here?"

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