It was none other than Kugu Jin, the young master of the Kugu Sect.
Behind him followed seven or eight core elites of the Dry Bone Sect, each with the strength of a sixth-grade Immortal Lord or above. Their auras were cold and sinister, and their appearance immediately caused the surrounding cultivators to give way, with no one daring to provoke them easily.
Kugu Jin’s gaze immediately locked onto Su Qingyuan in the center of the crowd, drawn by her aloof and ethereal figure and untainted aura.
His eyes instantly filled with undisguised lust and covetousness, his gaze fixed on her from head to toe, unrestrained and utterly lewd.
He had secretly plotted countless times to thoroughly humiliate this aloof and arrogant young lady of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace, to shatter her proud spirit, and to see her fall to the mortal world, looking pitiful and helpless.
There was no opportunity to take advantage of the past, but now that the Daoist ruins are open and chaos is about to erupt, the opportunity has finally arrived.
“Sister Qingyuan.”
Kugu Jin chuckled softly, his voice gentle, deliberately feigning an elegant demeanor. He stepped forward slowly and bowed, but the greed and lust in his eyes could not be concealed in the slightest.
All the cultivators present could see clearly that this person had a smile on his face, but his eyes concealed a wolfish ambition, and his purpose was obvious.
Upon hearing this, Su Qingyuan’s delicate brows furrowed suddenly, her face instantly turning frosty, and even the warm spiritual light surrounding her seemed to cool down.
She had always loathed Ku Gu Jin, despising his filthy nature and sinister actions. Now, the other party’s undisguised covetous gaze made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She didn’t reply, nor did she even bother to look up. She simply turned her body slightly to the side, her gaze still fixed on the chaotic entrance to the Dao Ruins in the distance. Her demeanor was indifferent and aloof, completely disregarding the withered bones and ashes.
Such an indifferent and dismissive attitude would have infuriated anyone else.
But the withered bones were not angry at all; instead, their smiles deepened, and the evil thoughts in their eyes burned even brighter.
He liked this aloof, arrogant, and superior demeanor. The more aloof and untamed she was, the more it aroused his desire to conquer her.
“Sister, there’s no need to be so cold.”
Kugu Jin spoke softly, seemingly gentle, but in reality, every word he uttered concealed calculation: “The Dao Ruins present an opportunity that comes only once every three hundred years. It is a kind of fate that our two sects have come to this place together.”
The Dao Ruins are fraught with peril and endless battles. If you, my junior sister, venture out alone and find yourself in dire straits, simply call upon me, and I will protect you.
These words, though seemingly caring, actually revealed his complete confidence that he could create chaos and control the situation within the Dao Ruins.
Chen Ping, who stood in the corner behind Su Qingyuan and pretended to be invisible the whole time, saw the whole scene.
He hung his head, seemingly timid and obedient, but out of the corner of his eye he could see through the filthy thoughts in the eyes of the withered bones.
That look in his eyes was not the polite formality of a friendly sect, nor the apprehension of peers during a friendly sparring session; it was naked possessiveness, humiliation, and vicious scheming.
This guy plans to take advantage of the chaos in the Dao Ruins, where there is no supervision and danger lurks everywhere, to secretly manipulate Su Qingyuan.
Chen Ping clicked his tongue inwardly.
The Twenty-Seventh Heaven was indeed a mixed bag, with evil and wicked people roaming everywhere.
This withered bone ashes is a hundred times more insidious than those withered bone sect disciples who came to cause trouble before.
However, he was not in a hurry at all, and maintained the posture of a weak rogue cultivator, silently watching the show.
He remembered the grudge against the Dry Bone Sect.
He had seen through the young master’s despicable thoughts.
Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to settle things slowly during the upcoming chaotic battle in the Dao Ruins.
Just as the atmosphere between the two sides was subtly tense and the sentiments of everyone present were divided—
Rumble—!!!
A vast, ancient, and timeless roar of the Heavenly Dao suddenly exploded from the heavens above!
The world suddenly changed, and the winds and clouds turned upside down!
At the far horizon, the ancient, chaotic mist suddenly churned violently, the originally gray fog instantly bursting and spreading out.
Endless primordial Dao patterns awaken from the depths of nothingness, densely packed and crisscrossing, like the Dao veins that have slumbered for eternity, slowly emerging between heaven and earth.
In an instant, all the spiritual energy in the entire world reversed its flow!
The earth shook violently, the mountains rumbled, and the spiritual veins within a million miles of Wandao City trembled in unison. The primordial aura that had been sealed underground for countless ages soared into the sky, echoing the Dao patterns of the Nine Heavens.
The once clear sky was instantly filled with boundless ancient rosy light.
Gold, cyan, blue, purple, and black—five colors of Dao light flowed and rotated, covering the eight directions and six realms. Each ray of light carried the original essence of the heavens, profound, vast, and ancient, with a majestic power that crushed all acquired laws.
In the void, countless fragmented ancient Dao sounds echoed layer by layer. They were not transmitted by humans, but were the Dao sounds that spontaneously emanated from the very origin of heaven and earth.
Ancient, ancient, magnificent, and solemn.