Chapter 387: Who Dares Lay Hands on My Man? Do You Even Know How to Write the Word

The air was suffused with deadly menace.

During this period of the Immortal Ancient World's opening, Yan Qingying had not spared a single killing.

As the heir of the Devouring God Technique, killing had always accompanied Yan Qingying.

She had even earned the title of Female Demon Lord.

Yet Yan Qingying cared nothing for public praise or condemnation.

She cared only for Jun Xiaoyao.

As long as she could grow stronger through the Devouring God Technique, she would retain the right to remain his follower.

The stronger her cultivation, the more she could aid Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Qingying did not wish to become a burden or a decorative ornament.

She wanted to become Jun Xiaoyao's left and right arm.

That was why Yan Qingying had continually used killing to elevate herself.

Of course, Yan Qingying was not a madwoman who killed indiscriminately.

She only struck down those who had clashed with her.

Even so, her hands were drenched in blood—but she felt no regret.

"Yan Qingying, this is my final offer: relinquish the Devouring God Technique, and there may yet be a way to undo this," Miaowuxin said.

Her tone was utterly calm, making it impossible to tell if it was sincere or feigned.

"Relinquish my demonic cultivation, then surrender?" Yan Qingying replied coldly.

"No need to waste words with her. Her demonic nature runs too deep; she has committed boundless slaughter. Killing her alone is equivalent to saving countless lives—why not?" Bimihu pretended to speak with righteous indignation.

"That's right! The Holy Maiden speaks truly!"

"Exactly! The Holy Maiden is compassionate, but Yan Qingying, relying on her status as Jun Xiaoyao's follower, has slaughtered recklessly—Heaven itself will not spare her!"

The hundreds of prodigies before her were all Bimihu's supporters, their eyes now filled with reverence and admiration.

The next instant, battle erupted.

At Bimihu's signal, the prodigies struck.

Though individually their strength was not formidable, together their sheer numbers triggered a qualitative shift.

Only those like Jun Xiaoyao, Wang Teng, or Long Ao Tian—who possessed absolute power—could ignore such numbers.

Any other prodigy, even a demonic technique heir like Yan Qingying, could not casually erase so many.

"Kill!"

Yan Qingying's black tresses whipped wildly as her aura transformed into that of a dark Empress of Slaughter.

She unleashed the Devouring God Technique, and countless devouring vortices materialized.

With her first move, she revealed her peak Void God Realm cultivation.

With such cultivation, as long as she did not face true gods among the prodigies, she could remain unscathed.

But unfortunately, Yan Qingying faced hundreds of prodigies.

The weakest among them were at peak Divine Flame Realm, and many others were already Void God Realm.

Sssshhk!

Blood sprayed through the air.

Yan Qingying's Devouring God Technique effortlessly tore apart and assimilated dozens of prodigies.

Yet more prodigies attacked, their mighty magic power surging like a flood, shaking heaven and earth.

Watching Yan Qingying surrounded and hunted, Bimihu's beautiful face remained icy.

"The lineage of the Devouring Heaven Ancestor must be utterly exterminated. Once Yan Qingying is dead, only Jun Xiaoyao will remain as the heir of the Devouring God Technique." Bimihu mused inwardly.

She even began to consider how to target Jun Xiaoyao himself.

"My Holy Sect has passed down its lineage across multiple Immortal Realms—our foundations are terrifyingly vast. Though the Jun Clan is powerful, they are not entirely invincible," Bimihu thought silently.

Moreover, killing was permitted within the Immortal Ancient World.

If Jun Xiaoyao truly entered the Immortal Ancient World, Bimihu might very well act on her intentions.

As Bimihu contemplated her next move, Miaowuxin spoke.

"Bimihu, if we do not act, we cannot capture Yan Qingying."

Hearing Miaowuxin's words, Bimihu turned her gaze.

She saw that although Yan Qingying was trapped, she had managed to endure by using the Devouring God Technique's powerful assimilation ability.

Every time Yan Qingying sustained a wound, she devoured the enemy's blood qi to heal herself.

In this short span of time, nearly a hundred prodigies had already perished.

"A cornered beast still fights!" Bimihu coldly declared, and she moved.

"Holy Heaven Jade Trace!"

Bimihu's jade palm swept forth, light swirling as it carved glowing trails through space, surging with potent magic power toward Yan Qingying.

"The Holy Maiden finally acts!" The surrounding prodigies were ecstatic.

On the other side, Miaowuxin also moved.

"Wonderful Lotus Seal!"

Miaowuxin formed the Lotus Seal, striking it forth—white lotuses bloomed in the void, pure and sacred, radiating Buddhist light.

As the Little Western Heaven's Buddha Maiden, Miaowuxin's techniques were astonishing.

Both women's cultivation was no weaker than Yan Qingying's.

Now, with both striking simultaneously, even Yan Qingying's expression changed sharply.

"Black Heaven Subjugating Demon Finger!"

Yan Qingying unleashed a powerful technique from the Devouring God Technique.

Her jade finger pointed, gathering black devouring demonic energy into a colossal black finger, radiating terrifying power.

"Incredible! No wonder the heir of the Devouring God Technique is so feared—no wonder Jun Xiaoyao took notice of her!"

The prodigies watching the spectacle were deeply startled by the overwhelming force radiating from Yan Qingying.

Jun Xiaoyao's discernment was truly extraordinary.

Those he chose all possessed exceptional qualities.

Boom!

The void cracked with thunderous noise, magic ripples spreading in all directions.

Yan Qingying spat a mouthful of blood, reeling backward violently, her aura in disarray.

Yan Qingying was indeed powerful; after absorbing the Fallen Divine Prince and the Heavenly Demon Prince, she had gained even greater talent.

But Bimihu and Miaowuxin were no pushovers.

One was the Holy Sect's Holy Maiden; the other, the Little Western Heaven's Buddha Maiden.

Together, they could suppress—or even kill—Yan Qingying.

"Damn it! If only I could grow stronger, break through to the True God Realm…" Yan Qingying seethed inwardly.

She hated how weak she was!

"Yan Qingying, die!" Bimihu prepared another ultimate technique, determined to annihilate Yan Qingying.

A flicker of satisfaction glinted in her eyes.

The heir of the Devouring Heaven Ancestor would finally perish in her hands.

This was karma—retribution in kind.

"Alas, if you refuse to awaken, then do not blame this nun for being merciless." Miaowuxin also prepared her ultimate technique to kill Yan Qingying.

At the same time, she thought inwardly:

"Fahai, this karmic thread is partially resolved for you. As for Jun Xiaoyao—excess leads to collapse; retribution will come."

Seeing the two women prepare to strike, the surrounding prodigies shook their heads.

"It seems Jun Xiaoyao will lose one more follower."

"If you want me dead, then you won't live either!" Yan Qingying's black tresses were stained with blood, adding a haunting, tragic beauty to her aura.

Honestly, had her aura of slaughter not been so overwhelming, she might have become a goddess in the hearts of many prodigies.

Yan Qingying now activated her demonic cultivation body, preparing for a final, desperate stand.

Of course, she knew this time, her chances of survival were slim.

"Meeting you, my lord, was the greatest fortune of my life—but alas, I cannot keep pace with you…"

Yan Qingying whispered inwardly.

The terrifying waves of magic power were about to collide.

Yan Qingying slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

Not because she refused to fight—but because she had no strength left.

Yet, the expected agony of her body being torn apart never came.

Instead, Yan Qingying heard a chorus of shocked cries—as if something unimaginable had occurred.

Then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out:

"Who dares lay hands on my man? Do you even know how to write the word 'death'?"