Chapter 2386: Heavenly Xuan's Change

In Da Chu, at Tianxuan Men.

This was a peach blossom forest shrouded in rain and mist, with a hazy glow enveloping the area. Deep within the flowers, an ancient altar stood, enveloped by supreme Dao laws that sealed a little girl.

It was Xiao Ruoxi, sleeping peacefully.

Accompanied by a gentle breeze, a graceful figure suddenly materialized, dreamlike and illusory.

Wasn't she the white-clothed woman that Ye Chen had encountered earlier when he returned to Da Chu? More precisely, it was the Zhuxian Jian hidden within her body, controlling her.

"Long time no see."

The white-clothed woman's lips parted slightly, but it was actually the Zhuxian Jian speaking. Her words were ethereal and desolate, and though her eyes shimmered with multicolored immortal light, they revealed a cunning glint.

Xiao Ruoxi remained quietly asleep, showing no reaction to the words.

The white-clothed woman smiled faintly and extended her jade-like hand toward Xiao Ruoxi. Ancient immortal patterns swirled in her palm, infused with a mysterious power, as if to break the seal and take Xiao Ruoxi away.

Buzz!

A tremor of emperor Dao resounded as the Kaitian Fu, which had been suppressing Xiao Ruoxi, suddenly emerged from the void and hummed with energy. Emperor Dao laws cascaded down, forming emperor light that slashed toward the white-clothed woman.

"Scram!"

The white-clothed woman said indifferently and countered with a palm strike toward the Kaitian Fu.

Boom!

The Kaitian Fu shook violently and was sent flying, smashing through a section of the void sky.

"Who are you?"

Shouts of anger erupted from all directions as over a hundred figures gathered, all at the Zhundi level. These were the remaining Zhundi of Tianxuan Men, as figures like the Jian Shen had left with Di Huang.

When they arrived at the peach blossom forest, they saw that the white-clothed woman had already broken the emperor Dao seal and was gently stroking Xiao Ruoxi's face, her lips curved in a playful and mocking smile.

"Who exactly are you?"

An elderly Zhundi roared, gripping a Zhundi immortal sword with overwhelming momentum. He was the sole remaining peak Zhundi of Tianxuan Men. The moment he laid eyes on the white-clothed woman, his old eyes narrowed. He could tell she was extraordinarily powerful—her concealed aura was no weaker than that of a Huang, and might even surpass the Huang of Da Chu.

He was puzzled, as he had encountered most cultivators at the peak of the heavens, yet he had never seen this one before. The fact that she could send the emperor artifact Kaitian Fu flying with a single palm suggested her origins were significant.

Not just him, but the other Zhundi present also furrowed their brows. This white-clothed woman was far too strong. Though they were all at the Zhundi level, even this peak Zhundi made their hearts tremble.

The white-clothed woman ignored the elderly Zhundi's question and continued to lightly brush Xiao Ruoxi's face.

Her movements were like those of a mother caressing her child.

But she was not a mother. A mother's gaze should be gentle, yet hers carried a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, her smile cunning and eerie, enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Stop!"

The peak elderly Zhundi snorted coldly and shattered the heavens with a step, slapping a palm toward the white-clothed woman. Since she wouldn't answer, it was clear she was here to cause trouble—what was there left to say?

The white-clothed woman didn't even glance at him and countered with another palm.

Pfft!

The elderly Zhundi spat blood and was sent flying, crashing through over a dozen mountains along the way. His divine body fractured inch by inch mid-flight until it exploded, leaving only his primordial spirit.

"This..."

The other Zhundi's expressions changed drastically.

That was a peak Zhundi! Yet he had his physical form destroyed with a single palm. Just how powerful was this white-clothed woman? Even the Huang of Da Chu weren't this domineering.

"Join forces to suppress her!"

The Zhundi of Tianxuan Men raged and charged forward en masse, unleashing magical treasures, killing formations, and secret divine arts, all locking onto the white-clothed woman. The previously shaken Kaitian Fu was also summoned back, with their magical treasures surging and fully activated, emperor might erupting as they pressed down together.

However, in that instant, the entire world seemed to freeze.

The wind stopped blowing; flower petals hung suspended in midair. The countless palm prints, fist shadows, sword lights, and even the emperor Dao laws of the Kaitian Fu were all halted.

No need to ask—this was the power of time and space laws, cast by the white-clothed woman.

More precisely, by the Zhuxian Jian.

Buzz!

After two moments, a buzz sounded as a layer of annihilating halo spread outward from the white-clothed woman, extending infinitely in all directions. Its power was immense, shattering space inch by inch.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The Zhundi all spat blood and were hurled backward, their physical forms destroyed without exception. Those with weaker foundations nearly had their souls scattered on the spot.

The Kaitian Fu fared no better, sent flying once again with its emperor light dimming and its emperor Dao laws in disarray, ultimately crashing down and flattening an immortal mountain.

"This..."

The newly arrived experts of Tianxuan Men were filled with shock, crowding the surrounding skies in a dense mass, yet all frozen in place. Even their hands gripping immortal swords trembled uncontrollably.

The white-clothed woman hadn't left; she remained by the altar, still stroking Xiao Ruoxi.

She seemed utterly fearless, as if she had long known that Di Huang was absent from Da Chu and that the Huang and divine generals were gone, which was why she acted so recklessly—no one could stop her.

Unfortunately, she had underestimated Da Chu and Tianxuan Men.

Before she could take Xiao Ruoxi, the altar buzzed and a vortex appeared, swallowing Xiao Ruoxi into it.

This was a restriction of Tianxuan Men, teleporting Xiao Ruoxi away and catching the white-clothed woman completely off guard.

"How interesting."

The white-clothed woman finally stood up and ascended into the sky, heading straight in one direction as if she already knew where Xiao Ruoxi had been sent—nothing escaped her sight.

"Stop her!"

The experts of Tianxuan Men shouted hoarsely, rushing forward one after another to block her path.

"Overestimating yourselves."

The white-clothed woman continued her graceful steps, her words ethereal and carrying supreme demonic power and oppressive might. Before the people of Tianxuan Men could even approach, they were shaken away, falling in droves with many exploding into pieces.

Blood stained the vast sky red.

Yet, the people of Tianxuan Men showed no fear of death, surging forward wave after wave.

The white-clothed woman was domineering, sweeping out with a palm that sent figures flying everywhere.

Zheng! Zheng!

Suddenly, two sword cries rang out as two graceful figures attacked, one from the left and one from the right, slashing at the white-clothed woman.

They were Chu Lingyu and Hongchen Xue, who had been at Tianxuan Men and rushed over upon hearing the commotion. Both were Zhundi, and aside from the ones who had been shaken away, they were the strongest present.

However, even as Zhundi, the two of them were no match. They were nearly obliterated by a single palm from the white-clothed woman—not because they were weak, but because she was overwhelmingly powerful.

"Just who are you?"

Chu Lingyu staggered, coughing up blood nonstop.

On the other side, Hongchen Xue swayed unsteadily, her body covered in crimson blood, barely able to stand. The shock in her beautiful eyes was unmistakable—the white-clothed woman was terrifying.

"Insignificant ants."

The white-clothed woman said with utter contempt and took another step forward.

"My friend, you seem unfamiliar."

Accompanied by a calm voice, a figure materialized from the void ahead—a young man in white robes with white hair, like a ethereal immortal king.

"Yuhua Xianwang!"

The people of Tianxuan Men exclaimed in delight.

The white-clothed woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She knew of Yuhua Xianwang's background; at the same level, he was not inferior to Di Huang, and his combat prowess even surpassed that of Huang. Naturally, he was no weaker than her.

What surprised her was that Yuhua Xianwang was in Da Chu—a serious miscalculation.

"What a clever ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Yuhua Xianwang said indifferently, stepping forward with each footfall landing on the essence of the Dao. As he walked, a Dao sword materialized in his hand.

His aura instantly reached its peak, his full combat power unleashed. Though he didn't know the white-clothed woman's origins, he could sense her immense power, with a mysterious force lurking within her that even he found daunting.

The so-called "luring the tiger away from the mountain" referred to Di Huang and the Zhundi of Da Chu. Di Huang's sudden somnambulism must be connected to this woman; only by drawing the strong away could she dare to enter and wreak havoc.

Unfortunately, her plans hadn't accounted for this immortal king.