Fan Qian, the monkey-like young cultivator, had been struggling at the bottom of the Extreme Domain for many years. Having finally managed to follow Sima Languan, he never expected to encounter such a bizarre person in the Ding Zheng competition!

How could this be the combat power that a weakest Soul Bead realm ghost cultivator should possess?

Cold sweat immediately poured down his head as he hastily retreated in panic!

But how swift was Jian Chou’s sword?

The pitch-black long sword almost completely swallowed the light projected upon it. There was no sword song, no sound of cutting wind—only killing intent in the deadly silence!

Getting closer and closer!

Damn it!

Fan Qian had already cursed inwardly!

A life-or-death crisis was right before his eyes.

His mind raced, and when the sword tip was barely half a foot away from him, his eyes moved and he desperately shouted: “Fairy, spare my life!”

Jian Chou’s sword momentum was urgent. Hearing this voice suddenly, she was momentarily stunned and briefly distracted.

The sword momentum that had been like a piercing rainbow instantly suffered a minute influence, actually freezing for an instant!

This was exactly the opportunity Fan Qian wanted!

Cunning, vicious light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He fiercely pushed out his left palm, gathering twelve parts of his strength, condensing soul power in his palm center, and slapped toward the Tunfeng Sword!

At the same time, a deep purple radiance drilled out from his right sleeve.

Fan Qian reached out to grasp it and shook it forcefully!

“Whoosh!”

Like a giant banner being unfurled in the wind, there was a deafening sound.

It was actually a massive deep purple soul banner that suddenly spread out. Hundreds of evil ghost faces were locked on the banner’s surface, seemingly alive as they bit and fought each other.

A thick resentment and yin energy immediately invaded outward!

Jian Chou’s entire field of vision was almost completely blocked by this suddenly appearing soul banner, and a dizzy, nauseous feeling surged from her heart.

Having already read a roomful of books in the old residence, the name of this soul banner immediately leaped to her mind—

Nine Revolutions Soul Control Banner!

The lower grade locks ninety-nine souls, the middle grade locks nine hundred ninety-nine souls, the upper grade locks nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine souls. It can confuse minds, damage spirits, and in extreme cases can even release the evil ghosts within to besiege opponents!

This banner was most common in the Extreme Domain, but its crafting method was extremely cruel.

All ghost souls had to be refined and scorched, sealed within the banner.

The greater their suffering, the deeper their resentment, the more powerful the soul banner!

Thinking of this, Jian Chou already felt disgusted and knew she had been played by this monkey-like youth.

Begging for mercy was only to scatter her concentration!

However, she felt no panic whatsoever, nor was she angry.

Since leaving Cliff Mountain, most of those she had encountered were noble and bright, either heaven-blessed geniuses or generational prodigies, with few villainous types.

Even when unlucky enough to encounter some filthy scoundrels, their despicable methods were limited to “sneak attacks.”

This was her first time seeing such a low-grade fighting style and approach like Fan Qian’s, which exhausted all capabilities of “psychological warfare” and “wretchedness.”

Battle had always been full of changes and challenges.

And Jian Chou never feared challenges!

Seeing the opponent’s palm striking toward her, an amazing smile actually bloomed at the corners of her lips.

Want mercy?

Fine!

I’ll spare your life!

Just…

“Leave that palm behind!”

As her words finished, Jian Chou had already decisively and cleanly twisted her wrist, and the originally vertical blade turned with it!

The Tunfeng long sword actually slashed horizontally toward Fan Qian’s incoming palm!

Fan Qian was immediately horrified!

First, he hadn’t expected Jian Chou’s reaction to still be so swift—she had clearly been confused by him just now!

Second, he hadn’t anticipated her thinking to be so agile.

His palm had already struck out, containing his strongest soul power.

Jian Chou’s sword momentum had been blocked. If hit by this palm, it would definitely deflect and miss, unable to take his life.

So she actually directly abandoned his throat vital point and instead turned the blocked sword momentum, changing to target his palm!

At this moment, his just-regathered concentration was disrupted again by Jian Chou.

After just a moment of shock, he had made the same mistake as Jian Chou earlier, losing the best opportunity to escape. For a moment, he couldn’t avoid it and was about to have a palm severed!

Fan Qian felt great hatred in his heart, but he also knew that his current greatest weapon, the “Nine Revolutions Soul Control Banner,” was the key to his victory!

Hands could regrow if lost, but if life was gone, that would be serious!

Being forced to such a state by a female cultivator who was an entire major realm weaker than himself was already a tremendous humiliation. He absolutely could not retreat again now!

With his mind set, crazy ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

Fan Qian actually didn’t withdraw his left palm, instead pouring his full attention into the soul banner, urging it to roll toward Jian Chou like a tiger opening its mouth!

“Swish!”

The Tunfeng Sword fell!

Deep white “blood” immediately scattered as a tensed palm separated from the wrist and flew high!

“Bang!”

The Soul Control Banner arrived!

Nine hundred ninety-nine evil ghosts roared in unison, accompanied by the six or seven zhang banner surface that rolled up, completely wrapping Jian Chou!

Both happened almost simultaneously.

Fan Qian’s palm was already severed. Immediately feeling pain, he actually endured it with amazing willpower, only letting out a muffled groan of agony.

The expression on his face had become extremely twisted, covered simultaneously by the ferocity of severe pain and the wild joy of success!

The soul banner had already wrapped Jian Chou into a big dumpling!

How could she escape even half a bit?!

Success!

Fan Qian had no time to treat his wound. He only formed hand seals with his right hand, about to command the ghosts to completely devour her spirit.

The evil ghosts originally locked in the soul banner, made increasingly ferocious by daily suffering and resentment, always pounced upon seeing living souls.

With such a “delicacy” as Jian Chou right before them, how could they let her go?

Groups of soul bodies, like tumors attached to the soul banner, swarmed toward Jian Chou.

A completely deep blue evil ghost was the “commander” of this soul banner.

It naturally charged at the front, revealing its sharp fangs toward Jian Chou wrapped within the banner, pouncing directly at her!

Jian Chou, trapped in the banner, saw everything in a deep, dark purple.

Sharp pains actually spread through her spirit bit by bit.

Even though she had refined and taken the Reverse Soul Pill, the missing parts of her soul were not completely restored, and there was still a crack on her soul bead.

The Soul Control Banner at this moment was precisely a magical artifact that attacked spirits!

How could Jian Chou feel comfortable for a moment?

She gritted her teeth, and just as this group of evil ghosts pounced, she urged her array formation to its extreme!

A ripple-like light shield immediately spread out in all directions with Jian Chou as the center!

The evil ghosts immediately collided with it!

“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”

Like raw meat thrown onto a scalding iron plate, wisps of green smoke immediately rose!

On the Nine Revolutions Soul Control Banner, there was immediately nothing but ghostly wails and wolf howls!

This was a rare opportunity!

Forcibly enduring the explosive pain deep in her spirit, Jian Chou’s eyes had already floated with a layer of cold killing intent and murderous aura due to this extreme endurance!

She immediately prepared to wield her sword again, taking this chance to break through the banner.

The evil ghosts in the banner had been blocked by the array formation but still advanced one after another. The leading ghost commander became even more fierce due to injury.

On its deep purple, nearly black ghost face, there was only endless bloodthirsty ferocity!

Even toward Jian Chou’s long sword, it showed no fear and was about to pounce.

But in that instant, the moment shallow murderous aura floated in Jian Chou’s eyes, it seemed to sense a terrifying aura, the aura of a natural enemy!

As if it were just a piece of meat on a chopping board, while ahead was a demon god holding a knife who had slaughtered countless beings!

Terror!

That was a fear from the very soul, coming from countless of its kind in this Extreme Domain, from that legend that had disappeared for sixty years!

“Aohou—”

This ghost commander actually opened its mouth wide in that instant, letting out a trembling roar filled with fear!

It frantically retreated!

However fast it had come, it was even faster now!

Led by it, all the other evil ghosts seemed to sense something, going mad as they fled from Jian Chou, away from their original target!

This situation was as if they weren’t the evil ghosts, but rather Jian Chou was the evil ghost!

How could Fan Qian outside have anticipated such a bizarre turn of events?

He still held hand seals, waiting for them to devour Jian Chou completely, making this woman’s spirit and soul perish together. Who would have thought they would collapse like a retreating tide, completely losing that aggressive power.

Like deserters, like a bunch of cowards!

“This…”

Utterly bewildered!

Fan Qian almost doubted he had seen wrong, but the next moment he realized he had made another mistake!

How could one be distracted during battle?

Especially when facing such a bizarre and transcendent opponent as Jian Chou?!

A chill suddenly overflowed from Fan Qian’s heart.

But this time, Jian Chou would not give him any more chances.

She possessed the most transcendent cultivation and adaptation abilities, the smartest mind, and had especially deep impressions of lessons she had learned.

Even though she didn’t understand why all the evil ghosts, upon seeing her, were like pigs, cattle, and sheep awaiting slaughter seeing a butcher.

But this didn’t hinder her sword work at all!

She was bewildered, but her hand movements didn’t pause even slightly, as if she could focus on two things at once!

“Clang!”

The sound of sword song finally rang out like immortal music!

After the evil ghosts scattered like a defeated army, the entire Soul Control Banner revealed large gaps.

Jian Chou rose with her sword, the long blade moving from bottom to top, turning her hand to slice toward the heights. The pitch-black Tunfeng Sword immediately carved out a curved ink moon!

Transcendent momentum, incomparably sharp!

“Rip—”

The sound of tearing silk arose!

The entire soul banner was instantly torn open, and a large hole appeared in it!

At the same time, a blue-robed figure shot out from the breach like lightning!

Fan Qian didn’t even have time to react before Jian Chou was already in front of him—

Because of the previous sword stroke and quick leap, there was no time to gather the sword momentum for another strike, so Jian Chou actually extended her left hand straight toward the opponent!

A hand white as jade, with perfectly proportioned bone and flesh!

A deadly hand!

Just grabbing Fan Qian’s neck, her five fingers twisted!

“Crack.”

At the end of Fan Qian’s life, he only heard this muffled sound coming from within his body, momentarily somewhat blurred and distant.

Soul power refined like a thin blade transmitted from the five fingers resting on his neck, making him widen his eyes as his pupils dilated.

Consciousness was rapidly being destroyed.

In that instant, he had only one thought: This time, am I really dead?

“Thud…”

The lifeless body fell backward the moment Jian Chou’s five fingers released.

Upon hitting the ground, countless overflowing black qi and white blood spread from his robes. In the blink of an eye, this young ghost cultivator had completely disappeared from the Eighteen Levels of Hell, even completely erased from this vast universe.

In the eighteenth floor above ground, all the ghost cultivators who witnessed this scene nearly had their scalps explode!

No one knew what bizarre changes had occurred within that banner to make all the evil ghosts disobey commands, as if they had seen their ghost ancestors. Even less did they know that this female cultivator named “Jian Chou” actually possessed such power!

Right before their eyes, she had staged a “desperate great reversal”!

Even those Fengdu City cultivators at the canyon mouth who hadn’t yet acted all gasped in unison!

Fan Qian was a cultivator at the early stage of Jade Nirvana!

Even if his combat power was relatively weak, he shouldn’t have had his life taken by a Soul Bead realm female cultivator in just three to five exchanges!

She…

How exactly did she do it?!

Sima Languan, standing at the front of the group, had been watching Jian Chou the entire time and naturally took in every moment of the previous battle.

He should have been surprised by this result.

But when he actually saw it, he discovered—

It was as it should be!

This was exactly the prey he had set his sights on, the “beautiful skin” he had chosen!

Glancing around at everyone still in the midst of chaotic battle, Zhang Tang and Chen Tingyan were both entangled by two or three opponents, completely unable to break free.

And Jian Chou, after ending one battle, was about to head toward Gu Ling, who was closest to her, with sword in hand.

So Sima Languan smiled lightly, stepped forward, and stopped her with one sentence: “Remove your beautiful skin, and I’ll spare your life…”