Ximen Qingxue, born with ice elements.

Amazingly, it is the Ice Soul that she mentioned!

This is an Innate Magical Treasure with limitless power. Even Li Chen was deeply shocked.

In the heat of the moment, Li Chen seized the chance before Ximen Qingxue could unleash the Ice Soul and suddenly lunged forward, blocking her with his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Ximen Qingxue's mind felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue; her mind went blank.

The only thought she had was: her initial kiss seemed to have been stolen by this bastard right before her.

The others were also stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

Can this really happen?

Ximen Longting, who was previously proud, immediately wore a sullen face, as cold as ice. If he weren't apprehensive about the powerful figures from the Demon Sect and Demon Clan, he would probably have charged forward and torn Li Chen to pieces.

The male cultivators who viewed Ximen Qingxue as their dream goddess at this moment felt their hearts bleeding and urgently wished to rush forward and fight Li Chen.

Ling Shuanghua, upon seeing this scene, immediately recalled her memory of a certain bastard stealing her initial kiss. Her almond eyes widened, and she angrily snorted:

"Hmph, a bastard will always be a bastard, death isn't regrettable!"

The Little Demon Immortal, resting her cheek against her hand, teased Lian Hongshang beside her with a smile: "Miss Hongshang, it seems your husband is quite the charmer!"

"Hmph!"

Lian Hongshang furrowed her brows and snorted softly, choosing not to respond.

Ximen Qingxue quickly regained her composure, abruptly aimed a palm strike at Li Chen's shoulder.

Li Chen grabbed her hand in return and swiftly separated from her.

The Ice Soul in Ximen Qingxue's mouth had already been snatched by Li Chen.

However, this thing was too cold. Li Chen dared not casually keep it in his mouth like Ximen Qingxue.

Just after they separated, he quickly spat the Ice Soul out and placed it in his palm, toying with it.

"This Ice Soul is not bad, it's a top-grade Magical Treasure!"

Ximen Qingxue gritted her teeth in hatred: "Despicable rapist, give back the Ice Soul!"

Li Chen toyed with the Ice Soul and righteously said: "I snatched it with my own skills, why should I return it to you?"

Upon hearing Li Chen's almost rogue words, even the Snow Fairy Ximen Qingxue was so angry that smoke was coming from her seven orifices.

She clenched her teeth tightly, making creaking sounds, almost breaking them. Yet, she truly had no way to deal with Li Chen.

Without the Ice Soul, her Ice Attribute Techniques would be significantly less effective, utterly unable to contend with this monster.

First seeing Ximen Qingxue as a Heavenly Person on Teng Qianshan, now seeing an opportunity to show his magnanimity, he quickly approached to comfort her: "Please don't be upset, Immortal. I'll help you retrieve that Ice Soul!"

Ximen Qingxue glanced at Teng Qianshan without a ripple of emotion on her expression. She didn't believe he could retrieve the Ice Soul from such a monster as Li Chen.

However, out of courtesy, she still smiled gently at Teng Qianshan: "Thank you!"

In Teng Qianshan's eyes, Ximen Qingxue's smile was breathtakingly beautiful, making the Three Thousand Worlds lose their color.

He was even excited as if he were injected with adrenaline, confidently promising: "No problem, it's just a little effort. I will fight to the death to help the Immortal recover the Ice Soul!"

Teng Qianshan, being the Chief Disciple of Wanli Sect, was certainly not a mere average person.

He quickly boosted his True Yuan, breaking the sound barrier instantly. With the help of adrenaline, he exceeded his limits, suddenly increasing his speed to twenty times the speed of sound.

One could hardly see him with naked eyes, only able to capture a fleeting shadow. Even Ximen Qingxue, upon witnessing such terrifying speed, was startled.

She even began to ponder in her mind whether Li Chen or Teng Qianshan had better movement techniques.

Li Chen saw Teng Qianshan wanting to snatch his Ice Soul to gain favor with the lady, a disdainful gleam flashed in his deep and bright eyes.

To this, Li Chen neither dodged nor evaded. As Teng Qianshan approached and reached to seize the Ice Soul, Li Chen drew a circle in return—a trick of Drawing the ground as a prison that trapped him within.

Teng Qianshan was horrified upon finding he failed and urgently sought to escape.

Yet he was astonished to discover his body couldn't move, unable to advance even an inch.

Li Chen grinned at him and said coldly: "Since you're here, why rush to leave?"

"It's only polite to reciprocate. I also have a little gift for you!"

Before the words fell, Li Chen's palm abruptly flipped over, ejecting a large handprint, transformed into an Ancient Great Mountain, to suppress the opponent.

Teng Qianshan's main advantage was his movement technique; disregarding this advantage and engaging in close combat would render him inferior to even the Chief Disciple of an Earth-level Sect, let alone battling a monster like Li Chen.

Thus, just after a momentary clash, all his defenses were crushed by Li Chen's thunderous and overwhelming strike techniques. He was also slammed down, falling headfirst into the rock, kicking his legs sporadically, with his head broken and bleeding.

That scene was remarkably miserable, completely contrasting with the once confident Chief Heavenly Pride Teng Qianshan who so earnestly assured Ximen Qingxue.

Seeing this, Ximen Qingxue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Teng Qianshan's defeat was already within her expectations. What surprised Ximen Qingxue was how decisively and thoroughly he lost, utterly unprepared.

Teng Qianshan's defeat also served as a warning to other hot-blooded male cultivators.

Their expressions were filled with horror at once.

Yet retreating now would leave them feeling discontent, and they couldn't explain themselves to their respective sects. Hence, each was neither retreating nor attacking, glancing about, restless with anticipation.

Li Chen, like a monarch overlooking the world, gazed down at the crowd and said in a clear voice: "Trash!"

Having just pulled his head out of the crack in the stone, Teng Qianshan was already furious. Now hearing Li Chen's insult, he burst into rage.

"Despicaable, Li Chen, stop your arrogant speech!"

Li Chen shot him a cold smile, pausing after each word: "Don't get excited, that's not what I meant. What I meant was, everyone present is trash!"

"This Li Chen is too arrogant, let's all attack. I don't believe he has three heads and six arms!"

"Yes, let's join forces!"

Someone mobilized the crowd and instantaneously, hundreds of elite cultivators all unleashed their strongest Magical Treasures, executing their renowned techniques one after another, attacking Li Chen in waves.

For a moment, the entire sky was illuminated by these brilliant Magical Treasures and Divine Weapons in dazzling colors.

"Just in time!"

Li Chen intended not to continue tangling with them, planning to make a single decisive move to resolve all these so-called Heavenly Pride and elites.

For this, he did not use the Seven-star Dragon Abyss but opted for the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword.

If the opponent is evenly matched for a one-on-one duel, naturally, the Seven-star Dragon Abyss is the best choice.

But if it's a large-scale collective assault, the Mystic Iron Greatsword, weighing ten thousand pounds, is far more convenient.

Facing the swarm of Heavenly Pride and elite cultivators, Li Chen's True Yuan surged, soaring straight to the Nine Heavens Cloud.

Then, he appeared as if reborn into a warlord, wielding the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword with both hands, formidable and overwhelming, cutting fiercely.

"Thousand-fold Slash!"

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