Nearby the ancient secret realm’s Ice and Fire cave:

The area looked like it had just experienced a great battle, with lingering smoke and scorch marks from the lightning tribulation.

Debris was scattered everywhere, and the cave had collapsed with a loud crash. Before it fully collapsed, a yellow light flew out.

It was the Transformation Stage Ancestor of the Fang family.

His expression was calm, and he was not disheveled, though there were some scorch marks on his robes, indicating that he had fully controlled the recent battle.

He was carrying a bloody woman in purple robes, who was either dead or unconscious.

After taking a step forward, he suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead. “Left someone inside.”

The old man in yellow cast a spell at the collapsed cave entrance, causing the debris to clear.

He went in through a gap and retrieved another bloodied and mangled woman.

Holding one woman in each hand, the old man in yellow finally showed a satisfied expression.

At that moment, another elder from the Fang family, who had heard the commotion, came over.

Seeing the two women in the old man’s hands, the elder was first shocked, then delighted, and quickly asked, “Ancestor… has it been done?”

The old man in yellow nodded calmly.

“And what about them, are they alive or dead?”

“Qin Wenxian is alive and will be used to lure that little demon. As for the other…” The old man in yellow hesitated, “She had some breath left, but after being crushed under the rubble, it’s uncertain if she’s alive or dead now.”

The elder was excited by the old man’s indifferent and controlling attitude towards the enemy’s fate.

He was about to say something but noticed the old man’s expression suddenly change.

His gaze turned sharp as he stared in a certain direction.

The elder followed his gaze and saw a purple-golden beam of light rapidly approaching.

Is it a person?

Someone is coming?!

Seeing the beam drawing closer, the elder felt alarmed, but the old man in yellow grinned savagely.

He threw the two unconscious women to the ground and called out to the approaching light:

“Such courage! You dare to come alone.”

“Well then, save me the trouble of searching for you,” said the Ancestor of Fang Family as he stared at the beam of light.

He saw the purple-gold flames slowly outlining a slender, graceful figure, whose radiant face illuminated the surroundings.

The figure seemed like a divine maiden emerging from the fire.

It was the Qin Clan prodigy, Qin Ruqing!

How dare she come alone?

The Fang Clan ancestor had been in seclusion for years and had never seen a portrait of Qin Ruqing, so he did not recognize her.

However, with such an age, such an aura, and such audacity to appear in this desolate ancient secret realm at this time, there was no one else it could be but the famed Qin Clan prodigy.

Qin Ruqing’s divine sense quickly swept over Ancestor Wenxuan and Third Aunt.

She felt that although both were severely injured, they were still alive, which made her slightly relieved.

She knew this was not luck but a deliberate trap by the Fang Clan to lure her in.

Thus, she deliberately made a loud announcement, pretending to be a reckless and arrogant young person, and said, “There’s no need to look. This lady has come personally to catch you! Release my Ancestor and Third Aunt, and I might leave you old thing a complete corpse.”

Her words left the Fang Clan elder stunned.

He couldn’t help but look at Qin Ruqing as if she were a fool.

Did she not know who was standing before her?

How could she, a mere young girl, think she could deal with a formidable Nascent Soul ancestor?

The yellow-robed ancestor let out a loud, mocking laugh. “I’ve never seen such a reckless young person before.”

Qin Ruqing smiled slightly, “Then you’d better take a good look. After today, you won’t get another chance.”

Her words implied that the yellow-robed old monster’s days were numbered.

The old monster’s expression darkened.

Before making a move, he glanced at the elder beside him and instructed, “Watch these two.”

With that, he used his sleeve wind to sweep Qin Wenxian and Qin Dexin over to the elder, then stomped his foot and charged directly at Qin Ruqing.

This was Qin Ruqing’s first time facing such a powerful opponent, but she was not afraid.

Her boiling rage and surging battle intent made her blood boil just right.

Since emerging from the Void Realm, she had not fought with full strength.

No one knew her true power.

Not even she herself.

A Transformation Stage ancestor was indeed a terrifying mountain to her now, but Qin Ruqing had the courage to test herself!

It was not about overestimating her abilities or risking her life recklessly; it was because there were countless towering mountains of challenges waiting for her ahead.

The Fang Family ancestor was just one of the smallest.

If she could not overcome this one, there was no need to talk about the future.

The purple-gold beam faced the incoming attack head-on but abruptly swerved away at the last moment.

Qin Ruqing did not counterattack; her real target was the Fang Clan elder guarding Qin Wenxian and Qin Dexin below!

Qin Ruqing moved like lightning, and when the elder saw her appear before him like a ghost, his first reaction was to defend, but he was suddenly enveloped in a pressure that made him almost immobile.

He felt his blood boiling, as if it were being burned by the world’s most extreme fire.

He felt a strong pull on his soul, the flames not only burning his flesh but also scorching his very soul!

Caught in this sudden and dire crisis, the elder was at his wit’s end.

Qin Ruqing leaned in close, a slight smile on her lips, and in the elder’s terrified gaze, she raised her hands as if pulling something from the air.

This thing was invisible and colorless, seemingly just air but also like the sharpest blade in the world.

Holding this blade, Qin Ruqing severed the elder’s head.

The high-ranking Nascent Soul elder’s face was still marked by a vivid, shocked expression after his head was separated from his body.

His eyes were wide open, unable to believe that his life ended so swiftly and casually.

Ignoring the dead elder, Qin Ruqing threw out a giant purple-gold lotus capable of carrying people.

The lotus spun rapidly, picking up the two fallen figures and speeding away in another direction.

But halfway through, it was stopped by an external force, suddenly halting in mid-air. Following the mysterious pulling force, she saw the enraged yellow-robed ancestor behind her.

Qin Ruqing remained unfazed and reinforced the golden lotus with a strong wind.

This allowed the lotus to finally move smoothly.

To prevent the yellow-robed old monster from causing more trouble, Qin Ruqing discarded the dead elder and turned to confront him.

Still, she fought with all her might, leaving nothing in reserve.

The previous attack had given Qin Ruqing a rough assessment of her own strength.

Even a Transformation Stage ancestor might not be beyond her reach now.

But Qin Ruqing realized, as did the yellow-robed old monster.

The mysterious realm and its subtle manipulation of spatial laws allowed her to kill a Nascent Soul elder in just two breaths—such terrifying strength!

The most crucial aspect is her youth!

The Fang family’s ancestor finally understood why his clan had gone to such lengths to wake him from seclusion.

Such a significant threat, if not eliminated, would make it impossible for anyone in the Fang family to rest peacefully!

The Fang family’s ancestor had not felt such overwhelming killing intent for many years.

He intended to completely eradicate the biggest threat to the Fang family in this desolate ancient secret realm, leaving no trace behind!

The Transformation Stage ancestor’s speed was astonishing.

In almost the blink of an eye, he reached Qin Ruqing.

His withered, claw-like hand reached for her shoulder, but before he could touch her, his wrist twisted visibly.

The Fang family’s ancestor realized how Fang Zhi had been killed by this little demon with a single strike.

It was a highly unique domain. Upon entering it, blood seemed to boil spontaneously—a terrifying sensation of blood burning away, which could make one feel the loss of vitality in an instant.

Though surprised by this method, the Fang ancestor was not flustered.

Unlike Fang Zhi, who was immediately controlled by the domain, he easily withdrew from it.

Rubbing his wrist, he smirked and said, “You do have some skills.”

Qin Ruqing’s fists blazed with purple-golden flames.

Smiling, she said, “Let’s see more, old man.”

“Such a hard mouth. At such a young age, you’re not afraid of the wind hurting your tongue,” the Fang ancestor retorted as he engaged Qin Ruqing in combat.

However, after a few lightning-fast exchanges, the Fang ancestor grew increasingly alarmed.

Although Qin Ruqing appeared to be at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, she fought him without falling behind.

Her physical strength was comparable to a prehistoric beast, and even a direct collision would produce a powerful rebound force.

Her purple-golden flames could burn his soul, causing him discomfort and overheating, while the wind and thunder aura provided her with speed and explosive power comparable to a Transformation God.

With her lotus-shaped magical artifact, her power was even greater.

After a few rounds, the Fang ancestor completely discarded his initial underestimation of Qin Ruqing’s age and became serious.

He took out a sword—a broken sword without a tip.

The moment Qin Ruqing saw it, she knew it was a divine weapon.

The sword was dark red, as if stained with blood over many years, with ancient patterns on the hilt.

Qin Ruqing could only vaguely make out a few ancient characters.

Clearly, this sword had a long history and likely significant origins.

As the Fang ancestor adjusted the sword to a convenient position, he said to Qin Ruqing, “It’s been years since I’ve summoned this old friend. If you die by my sword, consider yourself capable.”

Qin Ruqing had no time to respond to his taunts.

The broken sword turned into countless sword shadows, surrounding her from all angles without any dead spots.

Soon, she realized the power of the Fang ancestor’s technique.

Each sword shadow provided him with a coordinate, helping him to quickly flash around.

In other words, the old man could move rapidly among these sword shadows, making it nearly impossible to defend against his surprise attacks.

Feeling a chill on her back, Qin Ruqing didn’t turn around.

Using the wind and thunder power of her purple lightning flames, she quickly dodged to the side.

Another attack followed immediately.

The old man’s spell was difficult because of its mobility; he could shift among countless sword shadows, constantly finding the best attack angles.

Usually, high mobility means a reduction in strength, but the old man’s attacks were not weakened.

Each strike from his large, heavy sword felt like a mountain pressing down.

Each blow demonstrated the terrifying individual combat power of a Transformation Stage.

The old man was indeed formidable, not a weakling among Transformation Stage Realm.

Qin Ruqing remained calm and unperturbed.

She activated the Myriad of All Domain to its maximum, enlarging it tenfold to completely envelop the sword shadows.

At that moment, the Fang ancestor, who was in the midst of a jump, felt a sudden stagnation, and his movement was halted.

Sensing the familiar soul-burning sensation, the Fang ancestor realized it was Qin Ruqing’s domain.

He looked up in astonishment.

How vast was this domain?

Typically, domains are measured in breaths, with those supporting more than ten breaths considered exceptional, as real battles often last only an instant.

But this little demon’s domain seemed to have never stopped expanding, and could even grow further!

The domain’s range was enormous.

The Fang ancestor attempted to connect with the furthest sword shadow but found it impossible.

This meant Qin Ruqing’s domain had completely covered his sword shadow range.

While the Fang ancestor was shocked and trapped, Qin Ruqing was calculating.

“Up to five breaths,” she concluded in her mind.

“This level of control, precise to every sword shadow and aimed at weakening a Transformation Stage, would deplete the power of the rules rapidly. It can last for a maximum of five breaths.”

“But that’s enough.”