Chapter 465: I Was Born with the Ability to Love, So You Are Mine

Chapter 465: I was born with the ability to love, so you are my white moonlight!

A great battle ended in a rather bizarre and farcical manner.

This time, Ghost Dominion could be said to have lost both his wife and his soldiers.

The Black Sword failed in its ambush, the Black Demon Ancestor Blood vanished, and even... the Root Demon Blood was taken away.

After the mysterious blood-armored figure disappeared from the Outer Heavens,

the battle there also ceased abruptly, with no follow-up—continuing to fight held no meaning.

When the Black Sword and Purple Origin Ancestor returned to the Demon Pass, an explosive piece of news spread throughout the Black Demon Abyss.

“Yin Soul Heaven... has betrayed the Black Demon Abyss?”

“Yin Soul Heaven declares its secession from the Black Demon Abyss?”

“The heavens... are about to change!”

This news caused an uproar and endless chaos.

Within the Demon Pass, this turmoil also sparked many conflicts, and not a few cultivators died in the disorder.

Unlike the chaos in the Demon Pass, the Ghost Pass was eerily silent.

Inside the towering hall, looking up, it seemed like a deep starry sky, dotted with countless stars, the Milky Way profound and magnificent.

The expressions of Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable and Ghost Origin Celestial Venerable were terrifyingly dark.

“The Human Emperor Hall Envoy... seeks death!”

This time, the greatest reason for their plan’s failure was the sudden appearance of the Human Emperor Hall Envoy.

“Why did the Root Demon Blood go to him?”

“Why did the Banner Lord’s Principle Killing Strike have no effect on him?”

These two questions lingered in the minds of Ghost Sin and Ghost Origin Celestial Venerables, deeply puzzling them.

The Root Demon Blood was mysterious and unfathomable, born from the Root Demon Tribulation.

This blood had no self-awareness at all; it was a great evil.

Yet after the Five Ancestors used it on the Black Sword, the Root Demon Blood actually turned and flew toward that Human Emperor Hall Envoy.

“Could this Root Demon Blood be his son or something?” Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable said indignantly.

“He must have some treasure that altered the Root Demon Blood’s direction and claimed it for himself,” Ghost Origin Celestial Venerable said, his face showing wariness.

“Now that the Root Demon Blood is in his hands, we must be cautious!” said a Great Principle powerhouse, clearly somewhat afraid of the Root Demon Blood.

“Hmph, he doesn’t have the Banner Lord’s Principle Killing Strike; even with the Root Demon Blood, he can’t harm us.

If he weren’t so unpredictable and slippery, I’d crush him with one slap!” Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable was furious at the mention of the Human Emperor Hall Envoy.

A mere aberrant Yang God—Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable could kill him with a single slap.

If that Human Emperor Hall Envoy dared to face him head-on, there would be no chance of survival.

But the other’s ability to vanish suddenly—he still couldn’t understand or fathom it.

“Even the Banner Lord’s Principle Killing Strike can be avoided... it seems he’s no simple figure.

The Lin Ya Molt is imminent, and he appears out of nowhere, targeting our Ghost Dominion—this must be guarded against!” said a Great Principle, his gaze deep.

“Hmph, like a fly, buzzing around—annoying!” Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable was irritated that he couldn’t keep the Human Emperor Hall Envoy trapped.

With his words, throughout the Ghost Pass, countless flying flies suddenly had the character “Sin” appear on their heads, instantly shattering and falling.

And those Ghost Dominion cultivators with fly bloodlines also had a “Sin” character appear on their faces, falling silent in an instant.

When a Great Principle grows angry, corpses litter the land for ten thousand miles.

The Ghost Pass was thrown into chaos.

The other Great Principles were unperturbed by this.

“Why bother getting angry over a fly? The Human Emperor Hall Envoy’s methods may be strange, but his strength... is low; at most, he can harm a Lesser Principle.

For now, all Yang God Celestial Venerables in the Ghost Pass should be cautious—if you encounter the Human Emperor Hall Envoy, don’t engage; just leave immediately,” said a Great Principle, his voice vast.

The ordinary Yang God Celestial Venerables below nodded, not truly taking the Human Emperor Hall Envoy to heart.

With so many Yang God Celestial Venerables gathered in the Ghost Pass, that Human Emperor Hall Envoy couldn’t possibly cause any trouble.

That Human Emperor Hall Envoy was all bark—wanting their Ten Thousand Souls Banner was suicidal.

If he hadn’t fled so fast, they could have easily killed him!

Just then, a voice rang out,

hot and searing with heat.

“Sealing space, the Heaven-Severing Array, even the Banner Lord’s Principle Killing Strike—all useless against him?”

The speaker was a Yang God Celestial Venerable from the Taihuang Palace.

“Useless,” Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable nodded.

On the Outer Heavens battlefield, they had deployed various means to seal space, including formations.

Even when the Banner Lord’s Principle Killing Strike landed on that person, he could leave with ease.

“It seems there’s no way to trap him for now,” said that Taihuang Palace Yang God, then smiled. “But in a little while, when the Palace Lord inspects the heavens, he... will have nowhere to hide, and you can slay him!”

In their eyes, the Human Emperor Hall Lord was weak in strength and slippery; if they found his hiding place and exposed him to the light of day, he would have no chance of survival.

The Ghost Dominion’s Yang God Celestial Venerables, hearing this, felt reassured.

Then, Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable thought of something and suddenly transmitted a message: “May I ask the Envoy, besides the Five Ancestors, who else among the Black Demon Abyss are traitors?”

Though the other was not a Great Principle, Ghost Sin Celestial Venerable still respectfully called him Envoy.

After all, the Taihuang Palace oversaw the Lin Ya Molt; if they offended the Taihuang Palace, the palace had many ways to trigger his Root Demon Tribulation.

The Taihuang Palace’s Yang God Celestial Venerable narrowed his gaze and shook his head: “I do not know either.”

...

Meanwhile, in a strange place,

Qi Yuan felt refreshed.

“This time, I really struck it rich!”

“So much Black Demon Ancestor Blood—a full two thousand drops...”

“No, wasn’t it ten thousand drops?”

“Damn Ghost Dominion, skimming my Black Demon Ancestor Blood, actually skimming eight thousand drops—where’s their humanity?” Qi Yuan was furious.

If he had ten thousand drops of Black Demon Ancestor Blood, he could train the Ancestor Blood Art to the fourteenth layer within a year.

Now, he could only reach the thirteenth layer.

“Indeed, the more you understand a villain, the more you discover his evil; what you knew before was just the tip of the iceberg.”

“At first, I only thought he had stolen my Human Emperor Banner, but now... he’s also skimming my hard-earned Black Demon Ancestor Blood!”

"Unforgivable sin!"

"Under two such crimes, even if you were my cherished moonlight, I would have to place righteousness above family!"

Qi Yuan had already decided that once the Ancestral Blood Art reached the thirteenth layer, he would continue executing his grand plan.

At the twelfth layer, he was still too weak.

Sneaking into the Ghost Pass would get him discovered instantly, leaving no time to judge the thief before he had to flee back.

But if his Ancestral Blood Art stepped into the thirteenth layer, everything would be completely different.

Then, his cultivation as the Myriad Paths War God would rival the Great Principle.

He could then infiltrate the Ghost Pass, secretly judge the thief, and reclaim the Human Sovereign Banner.

Even if discovered, he could leave with ease.

Qi Yuan always acted with a plan, strictly following it to do as he pleased.

With that thought, Qi Yuan fixed his gaze on the Root Demon Blood.

[Root Demon Blood, born from the Root Demon Tribulation, is connected to the special being Root Demon Ancestor.]

"Root Demon Ancestor?"

Seeing this term, Qi Yuan’s heart trembled inexplicably, as if sensing an unknown great terror.

"Could it be... a being at the third layer of the Yang God, or even higher?"

Qi Yuan couldn’t help but ponder.

"Why does the Root Demon Blood come toward me? Is it related to my innate divine ability, the Void Realm Sovereign Heart Demon Attraction?"

Back in Archstar, Qi Yuan had followed the Eastern Lord into the Root Demon Sea.

To the Eastern Lord’s surprise, the terrifying Root Demon Sea was utterly harmless to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan knew it was due to his innate divine ability.

His innate ability, the Void Realm Sovereign Heart Demon Attraction, shared a common origin with the Root Demons, allowing him to resist their harm.

"The Void Realm Sovereign Heart Demon Attraction was comprehended in the Flowing Wind Realm.

Tracing its roots, it is connected to the Fate Stone Tablet and Shang Yanran.

Could this Fate Stone Tablet also have some link to the Root Demon Ancestor?"

Qi Yuan mused.

If the Fate Stone Tablet were ordinary, how could it have caused Bai Ze to fall into depravity?

On Bai Ze’s body rested the Great Sun Golden Lotus left by the Great Sun Radiant Buddha.

"Hey, do you have consciousness? Why are you sleeping on me?" Qi Yuan shouted at the Root Demon Blood.

Unfortunately, the Root Demon Blood showed no reaction.

"Oh, you probably have no consciousness, because you have no brain." Qi Yuan thought for a moment, then peeled off the Root Demon Blood and placed it in his storage pouch.

Suddenly, a whimsical idea struck Qi Yuan.

"If I planted the Root Demon Blood in the ground, would I harvest a Root Demon Ancestor in autumn?"

Of course, Qi Yuan was only thinking idly.

For now, he had to hurry back to the Demon Pass, refine the Human Sovereign Banner, cultivate the Ancestral Blood Art, and elevate his cultivation.

If spring does not leave, autumn will not come.

In the cave dwelling, Zi Yuan Xiaolu lifted her skirt, revealing a small section of her ankle, pale as white porcelain, her childish and lovely face brimming with delight.

She stole a glance at Blood Robe; his handsome, demonic features made her breath quicken slightly.

After about several dozen breaths, Qi Yuan, who had been cultivating with closed eyes, opened his gaze. A flash of golden light passed through his eyes, then he painted it over with black.

"Xiaolu, what do you need from me?" Qi Yuan looked at Zi Yuan Xiaolu, a faint smile on his lips.

"I..." Zi Yuan Xiaolu stood with her legs tense and together, suddenly stammering. For some reason, facing Blood Robe Senior Brother now, she felt an inexplicable closeness.

If before there had also been a sense of affinity, it was more about being attracted by his looks, craving his body.

Now it was completely different; it seemed even her soul wanted to draw near, to merge into one, to knead itself into his form.

Qi Yuan seemed to notice Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s strangeness, and he immediately dyed his own blood a different color.

He speculated inwardly: could the thirteenth layer of the Ancestral Blood Art also affect people from the Black Demon Abyss?

After the dyeing was done, Zi Yuan Xiaolu felt the suffocating pressure ease considerably. She looked at Qi Yuan, blinking, and stammered, "This is the new Ancestral Blood Spirit Water I collected..."

Zi Yuan Xiaolu had been collecting Ancestral Blood Spirit Water for Qi Yuan, which were actually intelligent micro-detection insects.

Through these intelligent micro-detection insects, Qi Yuan could locate the Ancestral Blood.

"Not bad." Qi Yuan happily accepted the Ancestral Blood Spirit Water.

It just so happened that the Black Demon Ancestral Blood was used up; perhaps this Ancestral Blood Spirit Water would bring him a new discovery.

"Xiaolu, here’s the final payment!" Qi Yuan said, taking out a celestial jade and handing it to Zi Yuan Xiaolu.

Zi Yuan Xiaolu was momentarily stunned, then her eyes sparkled as she looked at the celestial jade Qi Yuan gave her.

This was... a celestial jade touched by Blood Robe Senior Brother. Remembering the strange sensation that had suddenly appeared earlier, she eagerly grabbed the jade and clutched it in her palm.

"I am not a stingy person. Here is a Yang God’s gift, also for you." Qi Yuan took out a Yang God’s gift and gave it to Zi Yuan Xiaolu.

The Ancestral Blood Spirit Water she had provided him had brought him over a thousand drops of Black Demon Ancestral Blood.

A single Yang God’s gift was something Qi Yuan could afford.

Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s pupils burst with brilliant starlight, her eyes misty with tears, deeply moved.

"Blood Robe Senior Brother, wuwu... you know, Xiaolu has never had a father since she was little..."

And then, seeing Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s eyes so watery, she was pitifully endearing.

"Can you be my daddy?"

"Pfft..." Qi Yuan looked at Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s petite and delicate figure. "You... really know how to play!"

He suspected that the problem lay in his cultivation of the Ancestral Blood Art.

He had to quickly dye all his blood a different color.

He had just come of age; he didn’t want to end up with a bunch of offspring so young.

Zi Yuan Xiaolu looked a bit disappointed, clutching the corner of her clothes, and said nothing more.

Just then, Qi Yuan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Did the Zi Yuan Ancestor have a father since childhood?"

"Ah?" Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s small mouth rounded, as if she had thought of something terrifying.

"Did the Abyss Lord have a father since childhood?" Qi Yuan asked thoughtfully.

Zi Yuan Xiaolu’s face flushed red: "No... I don’t know."

She was starting to feel afraid.

Afraid of hearing some terrifying news.

She looked aggrieved, desperately wanting the Blood Robe to stop talking—she was afraid.

Qi Yuan noticed that Zi Yuan Xiao Lu seemed to be trembling, and he smiled: "During my seclusion, did anything major happen in the Ghost Pass?"

Zi Yuan Xiao Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief and answered seriously: "The Yin Soul Heaven rebelled against the Black Demon Abyss, leading to many chaotic battles, and quite a few cultivators died in combat."

Speaking of this, Zi Yuan Xiao Lu's expression turned grave.

For those caught in the vortex, entangled in the interests of this matter, it was a towering mountain, heart-stopping and terrifying.

Yet on the scale of the river of time, it might only be a few sparse lines in the annals of history.

"Now, the Black Demon Abyss is fraught with anxiety, because... besides the Yin Soul Heaven, there may be others lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment," Zi Yuan Xiao Lu said with worry.

Many disciples of the Yin Soul Heaven might not even know of the rebellion.

Just moments ago, they might have been drinking with their comrades from the Black Demon Abyss, only to learn that the Yin Soul Heaven had defected, and they themselves had become abandoned pawns, meeting a miserable fate.

"Alas, the atmosphere in the cultivation world is too poor—where is the trust between people?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Who the rebels were, Qi Yuan did not care.

If the Zi Yuan Ancestor defected from the Black Demon Abyss, he would follow.

If other heavens rebelled, he would just watch the show—it had no impact on him.

Back when he discovered that Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable was a spy, for Qi Yuan, it was just one more spy to know about; it didn't affect his actions.

He only needed to carry out his grand plan.

Qi Yuan asked Zi Yuan Xiao Lu a few more questions, and then she took her leave.

After leaving, Zi Yuan Xiao Lu's face flushed red, and she shyly stomped her foot: "How could I say something like that?"

...

Within the Ghost Pass, vast and boundless.

The place guarded by the Yang Shen Celestial Venerable was even more unknown, hidden in the shadows.

At this moment, in a cave dwelling, Hui Ceng Celestial Venerable set up a banquet, laden with various spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, and Soul-Dissipating Smoke made from cultivators' souls.

When lit and inhaled, it could make one feel refreshed and at ease.

Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable took a deep breath, a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "Truly worthy of the Soul-Dissipating Smoke—it lives up to its name."

Hui Ceng Celestial Venerable's eyes gleamed with pride: "If you like it, friend, I'll gift you these ten sticks." "Thank you, friend," Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable said, accepting the Soul-Dissipating Smoke.

During this time, the Yin Soul Heaven had defected from the Black Demon Abyss.

The Five Ancestors had returned to take charge of the Yin Soul Heaven, while he was dispatched to the Ghost Imperial Heaven to liaise with its cultivators.

He visited each Yang Shen Celestial Venerable of the Ghost Imperial Heaven one by one, fostering connections.

"Speaking of you, friend, there is a trivial amusing matter," Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable recalled something.

"Oh?"

"Back then, at the Demon Pass, the Blood Robe came to me and said that in a month, he would come to kill you."

Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable recounted how the Blood Robe had delivered an egg and how he had discovered he was a spy.

Hearing this, Hui Ceng Celestial Venerable laughed scornfully: "A mere junior, knowing no respect for elders—when the Demon Pass shatters, that will be the day of his fall!"

The two spoke and laughed heartily.

But just then, suddenly, Hui Ceng Celestial Venerable's expression shifted slightly.

"What's wrong? Why... do I feel a sense of palpitation?"

Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable also narrowed his eyes, instantly on alert.

At that moment, abruptly, their vision turned entirely blood-red.

They looked up and saw, not far away, a blood-armored giant, holding an eerie blood sword, coldly staring at them.

On the blood armor were intricate and exquisite patterns, captivating anyone who laid eyes on them.

A hoarse and icy voice came at that moment.

"Not only did you steal my Human Emperor Banner, but you also privately indulge in drugs—truly, you cultivators of the Ghost Imperial Heaven have rotted to the core!"

Hui Ceng's eyes widened, alarm bells ringing wildly: "Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall! How are you here!"

His heart trembled.

This was the Ghost Pass, with defenses personally constructed by a Great Principle.

How could the Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall have sneaked in?

Wasn't he an alternative Yang Shen, not even a Principle?

"As the saying goes, the light of justice shines upon the earth, omnipresent—where there is evil, there I am!"

Qi Yuan, clad in blood armor, was like a reaper emerging from hell, harvesting the evil of the world.

"Hand over the Human Emperor Banner, and I'll grant you a whole corpse."

With a swing of the longsword in his hand, Hui Ceng and Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable immediately felt an extremely sharp sword intent.

Their bodies and souls seemed about to be severed by this single strike.

The two Celestial Venerables wanted to flee.

But they dared not make any move.

They had a premonition that before they could escape, the sword of the Human Emperor Hall's Envoy would reap them.

The two Celestial Venerables felt their scalps tingle.

They had never expected the Human Emperor Hall's Envoy to infiltrate, nor had they anticipated that he would be even more powerful than imagined.

A few days ago, at a meeting of the Great Principles, it was mentioned that although the Human Emperor Hall's Envoy was strong, his strength was limited—just run if encountered.

But today, they met him.

This oppressive feeling was like encountering a Great Principle.

When a Great Principle dealt with them, Heaven-tier Yang Shen cultivators like themselves couldn't even escape.

Damn it, this was no alternative Yang Shen—this was clearly a Great Principle!

He refused to believe that the Human Emperor Hall's Envoy had gone from Heaven-tier to Great Principle in a month.

It was utterly unreasonable!

Those old ancestors were too useless—they hadn't even figured out the enemy's cultivation level.

Both were in turmoil, seeking a way to break the deadlock.

Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable thought of something and quickly said: "Senior, I am not from the Ghost Imperial Heaven, I don't have the Human Emperor Banner—I'm just here visiting him!"

Let a friend die rather than oneself.

If Hui Ceng Celestial Venerable was slain and he survived, the cultivators of the Ghost Imperial Heaven wouldn't do anything to him.

In the face of life and death, what did that past camaraderie matter?

At this moment, Qi Yuan's gaze fell on Feng Shuai Celestial Venerable: "You cannot leave."

The Windfall Celestial Lord could not help but tremble, his face steeped in sorrow.

“Actually… I know you,” Qi Yuan said calmly.

“What?” Windfall Celestial Lord quickly turned to Qi Yuan, his face full of shock.

Countless figures flashed through his mind as he tried to discern the identity of the Human Sovereign Hall’s envoy.

If it were an acquaintance, or someone with ties, he might still have a chance to live.

“You are…?” Windfall Celestial Lord probed tentatively.

“Who I am matters not; what matters is you—you are my white moonlight!” Qi Yuan declared earnestly, his voice cold and merciless.

“White moonlight?” Windfall Celestial Lord was stunned, not understanding the term.

“White moonlight is the yearning of youth, something you dare not touch, lest you disturb that beauty…” Qi Yuan explained the Blue Star definition of white moonlight to Windfall Celestial Lord.

Windfall Celestial Lord blinked.

The other… liked him?

The Human Sovereign Hall’s envoy, a man, liked him??

It didn’t seem impossible.

“I was born with the ability to love, so… you are my white moonlight.”

Qi Yuan held a blood-colored longsword, his gaze icy yet exquisite.

Only then did Windfall Celestial Lord realize something was wrong—the other was mocking him.

“White moonlight, after you die, I will take good care of your possessions.

You need not worry about them; you can die in peace.

Your bones and ashes, I will not waste either.”

Qi Yuan spoke.

The more he said, the more moved he became.

He felt he was truly a considerate and thorough good person.

The longsword in his hand trembled, and the world before him turned blood-red.

“Together… die!”

Having cultivated the Ancestral Blood Art to the thirteenth layer, the Myriad Dao Martial God’s cultivation had reached the Great Principle First Realm.

Now, Qi Yuan was no longer his former self.

He could completely wreak havoc in the Ghost Pass.

A single massive sword stroke fell, with no ostentation.

That dazzling sword stroke left Windfall Celestial Lord and Wisdom Celestial Lord utterly powerless to resist.

Even their Dharma Bodies, when deployed, were as fragile as tofu before this strike.

A Great Principle’s blow, a mighty sword, effortlessly slew the two Yang Gods.

Boom!

Qi Yuan kept his promise.

He stowed the Ten Thousand Soul Banner into his possession.

He also treated Windfall Celestial Lord’s property well.

His ashes were cast into the underworld, to serve as energy for resurrection.

“White moonlight, go in peace. I know you two are lonely, but it’s fine… I was born with the ability to love, loving one after another; soon there will be more white moonlights to accompany you.”

As Qi Yuan murmured, angry roars and bewildered cries rang out.

“Who is it?”

“The Human Sovereign Hall’s envoy!”

“Such audacity!”

“How did you get in?”

“He killed Wisdom and Windfall… Hiss hiss hiss…!” A Yang God Celestial Lord sucked in ten thousand breaths of cold air in one go.

Why so many? Because a Yang God breathes fast.

In an instant, over twenty Yang God Celestial Lords surrounded him, including three Great Principles. They stared at Qi Yuan, faces full of shock and confusion.

Qi Yuan looked at these old men and women, and his originally cold eyes revealed a gentle, tender smile.

“Old age, plenty of money.”

“Don’t like bathing.”

Didn’t this perfectly match his white moonlight handbook?

“I think… I’ve fallen in love with you all, white moonlights!”

Qi Yuan, holding the blood-colored longsword, loved one person with each step.

In less than a single breath, he had fallen in love with twenty-seven people, gaining twenty-seven new white moonlights.

Such was the power of being born with the ability to love.

Hearing this, those Yang God Celestial Lords were either astonished or enraged.

“What are you saying?”

“Stop your nonsense!”

“Human Sovereign Hall’s envoy, don’t leave today. Come, seize him!”

Ghost Crime Celestial Lord spoke, his voice laced with anger.

Last time, the Human Sovereign Hall’s envoy had ruined his plans.

He had not taken the envoy seriously, but who knew that after a month, the envoy would come directly, even stealthily slaying a Yang God of the Ghost Imperial Heaven—how could he not be furious?

“Kill!”

With Ghost Crime Celestial Lord’s roar, the over twenty Yang Gods present all struck.

An endless onslaught of attacks surged forth.

A flicker of amusement passed through Qi Yuan’s eyes.

He held his longsword, like a wolf among sheep.

“You all love me so much—is this a massage for me?”

The attacks of ordinary Yang Gods, upon landing on Qi Yuan, dissipated without him needing to block.

An ordinary Great Principle could not harm another ordinary Great Principle, let alone… a Heavenly Realm Yang God.

At this moment, Qi Yuan bore an air of invincibility.

After all, no other Yang God would dare to charge directly into the enemy’s core like he did—if a destructive creation treasure were unleashed, even a Great Principle would be severely wounded.

But Qi Yuan was not afraid; he could enter the Purple Mansion and leave at any moment.

Thus, he acted with impunity.

“You… have reached the Great Principle?” Ghost Crime Heavenly Venerate’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

It had only been a month—how could he have attained the Great Principle?

Then, his expression suddenly shifted.

“No good, all of you run!”

If the opponent were an ordinary Yang God, it might still be manageable.

They could surround and attack.

But since he had stepped into the Great Principle, they could not even harm the Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall.

Those ordinary Yang Gods still lingering here—were they not just seeking death?

Hearing this, the other Yang God Heavenly Venerates did not hesitate and scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan’s expression fell: “Am I such an ugly sight that you all flee so quickly the moment I arrive?”

He held his longsword and slashed at the nearest Yang Gods.

The three Great Principles saw this, grew frantic, and all attacked Qi Yuan, trying to tie him down.

Unfortunately, they were too far away.

By the time they drew near Qi Yuan, two more unlucky Yang God Heavenly Venerates had been slain by him in an instant.

For a Great Principle to kill an ordinary Yang God was as simple as an eagle killing a chick.

At that moment, Qi Yuan finally felt a trace of confidence and support.

Putting away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Qi Yuan looked coldly at the three Great Principles charging at him.

“It’s because of you that I couldn’t properly tend to the legacy of my white moonlight—damn it!”

He held his longsword and engaged the three Great Principles in a tangled fight.

Of course, Qi Yuan did not want to be entangled; he only wanted to kill more white moonlight.

But with three Great Principles besieging him, he could only resist.

He also wanted to see where his current limits truly lay!

“Die!”

Ghost Crime Heavenly Venerate was both furious and frantic.

Because, before the Lin Ya Molt had even begun, Ghost Dominion had already lost six Yang God Heavenly Venerates!

This was utterly terrifying!

And what was worse, Ghost Dominion could do nothing against the Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall.

They could neither kill him nor detain him; they could only passively take the beating.

“Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall… we have no enmity—why do you trouble Ghost Dominion? Do you truly take us for a soft persimmon?” Ghost Crime Heavenly Venerate roared as he fought.

Clearly, he wanted to negotiate peace.

For Ghost Dominion was temporarily unable to slay the Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall, nor even seal or imprison him.

“I don’t take you for soft persimmons—I take you for my dearest white moonlight!

And what do you do? You take my love for granted and steal my Human Emperor Banner!

If you want me to stop troubling you, it’s simple—hand over all the Human Emperor Banners!” Qi Yuan said coldly.

Hearing this, Ghost Crime Heavenly Venerate was furious: “Impossible!”

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was the foundation of Ghost Dominion, the very thing these Yang Gods relied on to survive—how could they yield it?

“Then die, all of you!”

The terrifying blood-armored figure swung his sword, slaughtering like a demon.

The overwhelming might moved everyone.

The cultivators in Ghost Pass trembled, and even the Yang God Heavenly Venerates fled.

Indeed, even in Demon Pass, the terror of this battle could be felt.

After an unknown time, a terrifying aura to the extreme suddenly spread.

That Banner Master of Ghost Dominion could no longer sit still; the offensive Creation Treasure struck again, its Principle-killing strike awe-inspiring!

Seeing this, a reluctant smile appeared on Qi Yuan’s face: “My white moonlight, I know you miss me. Don’t worry—I’ll come see you again soon!”

The Principle-killing strike descended.

Qi Yuan’s figure vanished.

In Ghost Pass, many Yang God Heavenly Venerates were shaken!

The faces of the three Great Principles were especially grim, their expressions heavy.

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