Chapter 1698: Xuan Tong Shen Assists! The Treasured Artifact is Secured!

"Xuan Tong?!"

Seeing Xuan Tong Shen appear, Royce's crimson eyes sharply narrowed.

His tone carried a hint of shock:

"Are you going to interfere?"

Xuan Tong Shen did not answer, only gently raising her white, jade-like right hand.

Five fingers slightly spread, she pressed lightly toward the sky-obscuring flame giant hand.

Hum—

Without sound or ripple, the space before her palm rippled like water.

The ripples seemed gentle, yet contained an unfathomable, mysterious vibration.

The crimson flame giant hand crashed into the ripples.

It vanished like mud into the sea, its speed abruptly slowing!

No, not slowing.

The flow of time in that region had been altered!

The flame giant hand sank within the ripples as if trapped in thick amber.

Every inch of its advance became excruciatingly slow.

The once furious, blazing flames seemed frozen mid-air!

"Is this... the Origin Law of Time?!"

Xu Jingming's heart trembled violently.

Both were Peak Immortal.

Compared to Colt's Origin Law of Time, this was incomparably stronger!

"She's only a Title-Bearing Peak Immortal, right?"

"How does she possess the power of an Invincible Peak Immortal?"

This thought flashed through Xu Jingming's mind.

But he instantly snapped back.

Now is not the time to ponder this!

Seizing the moment Xuan Tong Shen blocked the attack,

Xu Jingming did not hesitate—he grabbed the translucent little tower hovering in midair.

It felt icy cold to the touch; within its body, star rivers seemed to swirl.

Tiny starlight transmitted a gentle warmth through his fingertips.

More strangely, the instant he gripped the tower, he felt his divine sense washed clean.

"Truly a treasure!"

Xu Jingming's heart leapt with joy; he immediately stowed the tower inside his World Ring.

Almost at the same moment,

he heard Xuan Tong Shen's ethereal, melodious voice:

"Su Chen, remember—you owe me a favor."

The voice was soft, yet crystal-clear, carrying a faint smile.

Xu Jingming had no time to reply—he vanished in a flash.

Shh!

Golden-green Lei Guang exploded outward, his figure instantly gone from where he stood.

Instant Transmission!

After reaching Immortal Rank Six, the Instant Transmission ability granted by the Void Demon grew far more powerful.

Its maximum range expanded from fifty thousand kilometers to two hundred thousand kilometers.

Now, to escape, he spared no divine energy—launching Instant Transmission repeatedly!

Once, twice, three times...

Each transmission spanned nearly two hundred thousand kilometers.

Direction changed randomly, making pursuit utterly impossible.

Meanwhile, in the valley,

under the influence of the Time Law,

the flame giant hand exploded violently a thousand meters from Xuan Tong Shen.

It shattered into countless sparks, dissolving into the air.

The nine fire dragons on the Fen Tian Jian's surface seemed to roar in fury.

But Royce had already withdrawn his divine power.

He stared at Xuan Tong Shen, his face dark, crimson eyes filled with rage and confusion.

"Xuan Tong, why are you helping him?"

Royce spoke, his tone hostile, yet made no further move.

Behind him, Colt flew over.

Standing beside Royce, he watched Xuan Tong Shen with wary eyes.

Xuan Tong Shen turned, her silver hair drifting gently in the breeze.

On her exquisite face lingered a lazy smile.

Her starlit eyes swept over Royce, then glanced at Colt.

"Nothing much, just for fun."

She giggled.

Her tone was light, as if she had merely swatted away a fly.

"Fun?"

Royce's face darkened further; the dark red flames around him surged again:

"Xuantong Shen, don't think I won't dare touch you just because you're from the Star Pupil Clan!"

"Oh?"

Xuantong Shen tilted her head.

The speed of starlight swirling in her silver-gray pupils slightly increased:

"What? Royce, are you going to attack me?"

She took one step forward.

Though it was merely a casual motion, the very space of the valley froze instantly!

An invisible pressure spread from her slender frame.

It was not the oppression of divine power, but a force of a higher tier.

As if all heaven and earth were lending her strength!

Royce's pupils shrank sharply.

Behind him, the Fentian Mirror trembled slightly; the fire-dragon patterns on its surface glowed with dark red light, automatically protecting its master.

Korte's face turned pale, and he instinctively stepped back half a pace.

"You..."

Royce stared fiercely at Xuantong Shen; after a long moment, he forced out words through clenched teeth:

"You're about to take that step?"

"Guess."

Xuantong Shen blinked, her smile sly as a fox.

Royce fell silent.

He stared fixedly at Xuantong Shen.

The flames around him flickered erratically, clearly reflecting his inner turmoil.

But in the end, he drew a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his rage.

"Hmph!"

Royce snorted, turned, and walked away:

"Ko'erte, let's go!"

Ko'erte hurried to follow.

The two became two streaks of light, vanishing swiftly into the northeastern horizon.

Only after they left did the suffocating pressure in the valley slowly dissipate.

Xuantong Shen stood where she was, gazing at the direction Royce had departed, a faint smile curving her red lips.

"The offspring of the Fentian Dominator is nothing much—just relying on his precious artifact."

She murmured to herself, then her figure slowly faded.

Like ink dissolving in water, she vanished.

The Immortal-Class observers far away finally dared to breathe deeply again.

"My god, that pressure—Xuantong Shen is definitely an Invincible Immortal-Class!"

"She hid it so well! I always thought she was just a Title-Bearing Immortal!"

"But why did she help that Xu Chen? Do they know each other?"

"Who knows? Either way, Xu Chen must've gotten his hands on a precious artifact."

"..."

Amid the murmurs, the many Immortal-Class beings began to disperse.

Four million kilometers away.

At the edge of a plain shrouded in black mist.

Xu Jingming's figure emerged from the void, his face pale.

Twenty consecutive maximum-distance teleports had nearly drained all his divine power.

"Should be far enough now?"

He exhaled slowly, his divine sense spreading like a tide, cautiously scanning the surroundings.

Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Only scattered traces of monstrous beasts could be sensed; no Immortal-Class presence detected.

Xu Jingming finally relaxed slightly.

In a flash, he descended into a hidden crevice below.

Deep within the crevice lay a naturally formed cave.

About a hundred meters long, its entrance concealed by vines—extremely well-hidden.

"Safe."

Xu Jingming sat cross-legged.

He pulled out several pills to restore divine power, swallowed them, and began to meditate.

Half an hour later, his pale complexion returned to ruddy, and his divine power recovered seventy percent.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! See if this is really a treasure!"

No sooner had he finished his meditation than the succubus little girl Vera floated out eagerly.

Her large purple eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Don't rush."

Xu Jingming smiled and took out the tiny crystal tower from his World Ring.

The tower hovered in his palm, no larger than a palm, translucent and pure, as if carved from the purest crystal.

"Is this really a soul-type treasure?"

Xu Jingming examined it curiously, cautiously extending his spiritual sense into the tower.

Hum—

The tower trembled slightly, its surface patterns glowing with a soft silver light.

A cool, soothing energy flowed back along his spiritual sense, invigorating his spirit.