Chapter 386

If only the subordinates of the Saintess were chasing after Yan Qingying, then Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't have to worry too much.

After all, Yan Qingying was the successor of demonic arts. She could still handle this situation.

However, if the Buddha Lady of Little Western Paradise was involved, then the situation would be different.

As an immortal sect that had been passed down since ancient times, Little Western Paradise kept a very low profile and was also very mysterious.

Most importantly, Little Western Paradise and Jun Xiaoyao had a grudge against each other.

The Bodhisattva of Little Western Paradise, Fahai, was killed by Jun Xiaoyao in the Lower Realm.

Although Little Western Paradise didn't say anything about it later.

But obviously, Little Western Paradise wouldn't pretend that nothing had happened.

It was only because of Jun Xiaoyao's background and Fahai's own death that Little Western Paradise didn't find trouble with Jun Xiaoyao.

And now, the Buddha Lady of Little Western Paradise had also started to target Yan Qingying.

It wasn't just because Yan Qingying had the God-Devouring Demonic Art.

She wanted to take revenge on Yan Qingying.

"They are courting death." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold.

"A few days ago, I heard some news that the supporters of the Saintess wanted to force Yan Qingying to a place called the Broken Soul Cliff," Lei Mingyuan continued.

After all, he had stayed in the Immortal Ancient World for much longer than Jun Xiaoyao.

He also knew more than Jun Xiaoyao through various channels.

With Lei Mingyuan around, it was much more convenient for Jun Xiaoyao to do things.

"Let's go and take a look." Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeve.

He didn't just want to solve Yan Qingying's predicament.

He also wanted to show his skills and tell those enemies that he, Jun Xiaoyao, was back!

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's terrifying aura, Lei Mingyuan was surprised and happy at the same time.

His choice was right!

…

The Broken Soul Cliff was a famous place in the periphery of the Immortal Ancient World.

The Broken Soul Cliff was bottomless, and there was a special domain in the air.

Any cultivator who tried to fly across the Breaking Soul Cliff would be suppressed by the power of the domain and fall into the bottomless abyss.

"You want to force me into the Broken Soul Cliff? Do you think it's that easy?"

A beautiful figure flew across the sky. The Fallen Angel Wings behind her flapped. It was Yan Qingying.

Her skin was originally extremely white, but now it was as white as snow. It was obvious that she had used up a lot of energy.

However, her aura was still stable.

Along the way, she had killed many geniuses as she fought and retreated.

Even so, there was still an endless stream of geniuses joining the team to hunt down Yan Qingying.

The reason was simple, the Saintess Bei Mihu's influence was too great.

She was known as the benevolent holy lady. She originally had great prestige in Immortal Domain, having heavenly geniuses from all sides following her.

In addition, Yan Qingying had used the God-Devouring Demonic Art to devour and refine many geniuses in the Immortal Ancient World.

As soon as the Saintess called out, many geniuses responded and came to kill her.

The hundreds of sky-prides behind him were his loyal supporters.

However, Yan Qingying did not think that she had done anything wrong.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, was the law of heaven and earth.

When she came to Immortal Domain from the lower realm, the only thing she relied on was the God-Devouring Demonic Art.

It was impossible for her not to use the God-Devouring Demonic Art.

"Only by cultivating the God-Devouring Demonic Art will I have the qualifications to continue being Young Master's follower." Yan Qingying did not regret it at all.

The Fallen Angel Wings behind her flapped, and she prepared to turn in another direction.

Yan Qingying was not stupid. She naturally knew that these geniuses wanted to force her into the Broken Soul Cliff.

At that time, it would be difficult for Yan Qingying to escape.

However, just as Yan Qingying was about to turn.

In another direction, a golden Buddhist light suddenly shone.

A beautiful figure was sitting cross-legged in the void.

It was a woman dressed in snow-white monk robes. Her skin was as white as snow, and she looked like a jade sculpture.

What was noticeable was that the woman did not have an inch of hair on her head. However, it did not look out of place. Instead, it gave off a strange sense of beauty.

This nun was enveloped in Buddhist light, and there was a golden Buddhist halo behind her head. She looked incomparably holy and dignified.

When she saw this nun, Yan Qingying's expression changed.

"The Buddha Daughter of Little Western Paradise!"

The Little Western Paradise had a Buddha Son and Buddha Daughter.

The Buddha Son Fahai had already been killed by Jun Xiaoyao. The current Buddha Daughter had also entered the world when the Immortal Ancient World appeared.

"Yan Qingying, you've cultivated a demonic art and killed countless people. Stop now," the Buddha Daughter of Little Western Paradise, Miao Wuxin, said lightly.

"You're probably here because Young Master once killed the Little Western Paradise's Buddha Son." Yan Qingying's obsidian eyes shot out a cold light.

She hated this kind of hypocrite the most.

Revenge was revenge, but they had to make it sound so dignified.

"Life and death are predestined. Fahai's death was his own fault. However, the God-Devouring Demonic Art that you cultivate is too domineering. It goes against the harmony of the world. If you destroy your own demonic art, I can also persuade Pimi Hu to stop chasing after you. "Miao Wuxin put her palms together and said solemnly.

"Impossible!" Yan Qingying's beautiful eyes were cold.

At this moment, hundreds of sky-prides chased after her like a swarm of locusts.

Yan Qingying gritted her teeth. The Fallen Angel Wings on her back flapped, and she escaped.

With Miao Wuxin around, she could not change her direction.

"Sigh, you're too stubborn. You have the God-Devouring Demonic Art. Everyone has the right to kill you." Miao Wuxin shook her head slightly.

At this moment, on top of a mountain range not far away, there was a mountain range.

A woman in a holy robe was standing in the wind.

She was beautiful, and her eyes were filled with compassion. She looked like a merciful Holy Mother.

This woman was the Saint of the Sacred Sect, Pimi Hu.

But at this moment, there was a cold light in her eyes.

If her followers saw this, they would be surprised that the merciful Saint of the Sacred Sect would have such a look.

"Back then, the Heaven Devouring Demonic Lord devoured and killed many members of the Sacred Sect. Now that a successor has appeared, I must nip it in the bud." Pimi Hu's eyes were cold.

Everyone thought that she was chasing after Yan Qingying because of the bloody massacre she had caused.

In fact, it was because the Heaven Devouring Demonic Lord had caused great harm to the Sacred Sect.

Even a few of her bloodline ancestors had fallen because of the Heaven Devouring Demonic Lord.

Pimi Hu's action was purely for revenge. There was no other reason behind it.

Her supporters had unknowingly become tools for her to use.

"The Sacred Sect's son is now looking for an opportunity to transform. His strength is not much weaker than Long Aotian, Wang Teng, and the others. What I need to do now is to kill Yan Qingying completely.

"She should be forced to the Broken Soul Cliff soon. It's time to make a move."

Pimi Hu muttered to herself. She took a step forward and flew towards the Broken Soul Cliff.

…

The Broken Soul Cliff. Looking at it, it was like a deep valley that had cracked open. It spanned thousands of miles.

Moreover, there was a domain restriction above the Broken Soul Cliff, so it was impossible to fly over.

Yan Qingying arrived at the place with a cold expression.

She turned around. Hundreds of sky-prides had already caught up and surrounded her.

Miao Wuxin had also come. She sat cross-legged in the void, looking solemn.

There were also many sky-prides around them who were watching the show.

"That's the follower of the Jun Family's Son Of God, Yan Qingying. She's really miserable now."

"After all, the God-Devouring Demonic Art is already notorious. No one wants this demonic art to be passed down. It's normal for everyone to want to kill her."

"Sigh. It's a pity that the Jun Family's Son Of God did not come to the Immortal Ancient World. Otherwise, Pimi Hu and the others would be the unlucky ones."

"That's not necessarily true. The Jun Family's Son Of God's strength is still unknown."

Sounds of discussion could be heard from all directions.

At this moment, a holy light surged in the void.

A woman in a holy robe stepped on the auspicious light that filled the sky. She was like a merciful Holy Mother.

"Yan Qingying, as the successor of the God-Devouring Demonic Art, do you know your crime?"

The one who came was naturally Pimi Hu.

Her attitude was condescending, and her tone was as if she was judging a sinner.

"Killing one is a crime. Killing ten thousand is a hero. Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, let's fight!" Yan Qingying's black hair danced in the wind, and her aura rose.

Her temperament was like a murderous empress in the darkness, but also like a fallen angel. She carried a boundless killing intent.

Yan Qingying would rather die than fall. As Jun Xiaoyao's follower, she had the prestige of not falling!

A battle to the death was about to begin!