# Chapter 1468: Disparity in Strength
The aura emanating from Lingquan Shaojun was extremely violent and frenzied, like an erupting volcano. Even a Saint Realm being standing before him would feel immense pressure and couldn't help but tremble.
Flames surged from Canglan Wusheng's pupils as she stared at Lingquan Shaojun standing opposite her. "Aren't you being too arrogant?"
Lingquan Shaojun's eyes brightened as he looked Canglan Wusheng up and down, especially at her full and rounded chest and hips, showing considerable interest. He smiled, "Not bad, not bad. For the human race to produce a beauty like you is truly rare. And you even have a Fire Phoenix Body... hmm... you'd make an excellent slave. Today, you don't have to die."
"Slave..." Canglan Wusheng grew even more furious.
Immediately, flame rules surged from her delicate body, causing the surrounding flames to condense into patches of feathers around her.
Lingquan Shaojun said, "That's right. Human Saints in the Rakshasa Clan are considered high-grade slaves. Of course, most slaves bought back are used as food to entertain guests. A Saint Realm beauty like you with a Fire Phoenix Body is very rare. Using you as ingredients would be wasteful. You could be trained into a beautiful pet instead."
Canglan Wusheng was beside herself with rage. As the foremost of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maidens, someone actually wanted to capture her and train her as a pet. This was utterly intolerable.
"Blazing Flame Burns Heaven."
Canglan Wusheng raised her Blazing Heaven Sword. Instantly, dense inscriptions emerged on the sword body, radiating scorching flame qi.
"Boom."
Canglan Wusheng swung her sword with full force. Thousands of sword qi condensed into a ten-zhang-high wall of fire that spread all the way to Lingquan Shaojun.
"Your strength is decent, but your cultivation realm is still lacking."
Lingquan Shaojun revealed a mocking expression, standing motionless in place.
Tiange Hou charged out from behind Lingquan Shaojun, wielding a one-zhang-two-chi-long bronze war halberd. He channeled power through his arms and swung forward. A phantom of a human head wearing a bronze mask flew out from the halberd.
The wall of fire formed by sword qi collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Chu Siyuan's eyes widened as he shouted, "Be careful!"
Canglan Wusheng also sensed the danger. In her pupils, a human head wearing a bronze mask rushed toward her from afar at a hundred times the speed of sound, leaving no way to dodge.
She could only raise her sword to block.
"Bang."
Canglan Wusheng felt an irresistible tremendous force slam into her body. A clanging sound rang in her ears, then her vision went dark, and her body uncontrollably flew backward.
Shengshu Cainü stood behind Canglan Wusheng. She pushed both hands forward, sending out two streams of righteous qi that dissipated the impact force on Canglan Wusheng's body. Then she rushed forward and caught Canglan Wusheng's back.
"Pfft."
As Canglan Wusheng's feet touched the ground, she spat a mouthful of blood. Her entire body went limp, unable to stand straight, clearly having suffered extremely severe injuries.
"Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram."
Chu Siyuan opened the "Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram." His withered hand pressed onto the scroll, and immediately, seven-colored light surged forth, illuminating the surroundings and condensing into seven illusory worlds.
The seven illusory worlds overlapped, forming a seven-colored world tower.
"Boom."
The seven-colored world tower clashed with the flying bronze-masked human head seventeen times before shattering it.
Tiange Hou quickly withdrew his war halberd and retreated backward.
Tiange Hou felt his arms aching as if they would split, blood trickling down his fingers. His eyes fixed on Chu Siyuan as he said, "The Kunlun Realm actually still has an expert like you. No wonder you've managed to escape our pursuit time and again."
Xianli Hou flapped her pair of wings and landed on the ground. Her snow-white jade-like feet stepped on a mass of cold qi shaped like a mysterious turtle as she let out an enchanting laugh: "Hehe, Tiange Hou, you can't even handle a fifty-fourth-order spiritual power cultivator. What qualifications do you have to be a first-class marquis?"
Then, the other seven first-class marquises stepped forward one after another.
Further away, figures of Rakshasa marquises stood amidst the cold qi and flames, their numbers vast—at least over five hundred.
Tiange Hou raised his bronze war halberd and said in a deep voice, "That old fellow is no ordinary spiritual power cultivator. The scroll in his hand is a formidable spiritual power sacred artifact."
"Is that so?"
Xianli Hou's charming starry eyes fixed on Chu Siyuan, her gaze landing on the "Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram."
Chu Siyuan's eyes only met Xianli Hou's for a moment before his expression changed drastically. "We must flee this place immediately! That's a Spiritual Power Saint King."
"What... a Spiritual Power Saint King?"
The Saints of the Kunlun Realm were all terrified. How could they dare to fight this group of Rakshasa cultivators? They immediately retreated, trying to escape.
"Still thinking of running away?"
Xianli Hou's red lips parted slightly, emitting a series of pleasant laughs. Her voice was very magnetic, echoing above the Two Poles Swamp.
The next moment, all the Saints of the Kunlun Realm fell into an illusion.
Some Saints ran around blindly, accidentally falling into cold puddles, their sacred bodies freezing into ice blocks.
Some Saints, as if they were mortal enemies, began fighting each other.
Some Saints with stronger spiritual power stood frozen in place, their faces showing struggling expressions as they tried to resist Xianli Hou.
But Xianli Hou's spiritual power was too strong. Even Chu Siyuan couldn't contend with her.
From the brow of Siming Shennü, one of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maidens, a tiny white light point flew out.
"Boom."
That light point transformed into a vermilion divine temple, appearing in the swamp.
This was a true divine temple, extremely massive. Its pillars, walls, and tiles all radiated divine light. A sacred power emanated from it, actually breaking through Xianli Hou's illusion technique.
Immediately, all the Saints of the Kunlun Realm awakened.
Many Saints were injured, and twelve Saints had already died.
Those still alive were all dispirited, feeling somewhat despairing. This time, their enemies were too powerful. Any one of them could kill them all.
Xianli Hou looked at the divine temple beneath her feet, both surprised and overjoyed. "A divine temple—a residence once inhabited by a deity. Such a treasure was actually hidden in the qi sea of a human woman."
Lingquan Shaojun suddenly realized that this group of women from the Kunlun Realm all seemed extraordinary.
One possessed the Confucian Ancestor's Sacred Book, another had a Fire Phoenix Body, and another owned a divine temple...
Then, Lingquan Shaojun's gaze swept toward the other women. He was shocked to find that each of them was a stunning beauty with extremely powerful physiques—definitely no ordinary Saints.
Fortunately, their cultivation levels were still low. If they all reached the Half-Step Saint King level, they would be a terrifyingly powerful force.
"One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun Realm was quite powerful throughout the entire universe. I thought that after one hundred thousand years, the Kunlun Realm had completely declined. I never expected so many proud daughters of heaven to emerge."
Lingquan Shaojun laughed loudly and continued, "Truly a blessing from heaven. Today, I'll tame all of you, train you into a group of beautiful pets, and take you out with me. Won't that make Yang Qi and those guys die of envy?"
"Even if we die, we will never submit to you."
Canglan Wusheng's gaze was as fierce as a wild beast's. She directly burned her sacred blood, activated a forbidden secret technique, and her combat power skyrocketed as she attacked Lingquan Shaojun again.
"If you want to fight the young master, you must first pass through me."
Tiange Hou raised his war halberd, blocking Canglan Wusheng. The two engaged in fierce battle within the divine temple.
This was a one-sided battle. Even though the Kunlun Realm side used the power of the divine temple, the "Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram," and the Confucian Ancestor's Sacred Book, they still couldn't withstand the strength of the nine first-class marquises.
Xianli Hou snatched the "Seven Lives Seven Deaths Diagram." One hand pressed down on Chu Siyuan's head as strands of spiritual power flowed from her fingertips. She said coldly, "Kneel before me."
"Im...possible..."
Chu Siyuan's entire body trembled, blood flowing from his seven orifices, yet he still resisted Xianli Hou's spiritual will.
"Master!"
Yue Shuzi's eyes were bloodshot. He roared loudly, then struck out with a sacred seal, sending it hurtling toward Xianli Hou in an attempt to save Chu Siyuan.
It must be known that Yue Shuzi was the governor of a province in the Kunlun Realm, considered a top-tier expert among Saints.
But Xianli Hou was even stronger. She didn't take Yue Shuzi seriously at all. With a flick of her finger, a light shuttle flew out.
"Pfft."
The light shuttle shattered the sacred seal, pierced through Yue Shuzi's brow, and killed him.
Yue Shuzi's fall weighed heavily on the hearts of all the Kunlun Realm Saints, filling them with grief.
"If we're going to die, let's die together. Kill!"
"Better to be a shattered jade than a whole tile."
The remaining three Domain Kings of the Ministry of War charged toward Xianli Hou, Tiange Hou, and Lingquan Shaojun respectively. They mobilized their sacred qi, preparing to self-destruct their sacred sources and qi seas to take their enemies down with them.
"No self-destruction allowed."
Xianli Hou's beautiful eyes glared at the three Domain Kings. Three powerful spiritual wills entered their consciousness seas, suppressing their awareness.
Immediately, the three Domain Kings collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
Clearly, in front of a Spiritual Power Saint King, they didn't even have the chance to self-destruct.
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Qing Mo and Zhang Ruochen entered the Two Poles Swamp one after the other, walking between the cold qi and flames.
As Zhang Ruochen walked forward, the image of Fang Yi mobilizing truth rules and unleashing several times his power surfaced in his mind.
"Truth rules are part of the heaven and earth rules. They should be everywhere. How exactly can I sense them?"
Zhang Ruochen imitated Fang Yi's moves, striking out one technique after another, but he couldn't perceive the truth rules at all.
Qing Mo was extremely anxious. "How can you be cultivating anytime and anywhere? Can you please walk faster? I can sense their auras rapidly weakening. If we don't hurry over, the consequences will be disastrous."
Zhang Ruochen withdrew his techniques, somewhat surprised. "You can sense their auras weakening?"
Qing Mo didn't know how to explain it to Zhang Ruochen. "Please, I'm begging you. We really can't delay any longer. If Sister Nalan gets captured by the Rakshasa Clan, you won't be able to rest easy either, right?"
"Alright, alright. Lead the way quickly."
Zhang Ruochen hated interacting with cultivators from the Kunlun Realm, but seeing Qing Mo's pitiful little face, he couldn't bring himself to dislike her.
Not long after, they entered the depths of the Two Poles Swamp. From afar, they could already see a divine temple standing amidst flames and cold qi a hundred li away.
"That's Siming Shennü's divine temple. They must be there."
Qing Mo didn't wait for Zhang Ruochen any longer. Turning into a streak of green light, she rushed toward the divine temple at top speed.
Zhang Ruochen, however, stopped in his tracks. His eyes swept around, sensing a large number of Rakshasa marquises hiding in the shadows. He muttered to himself, "Shi Shenghua, how many can you handle?"
"Master, with my current peak of Supreme Saint cultivation, even if I can't kill them all, I can at least hold them back."
Shi Shenghua burst out from Zhang Ruochen's back, rooted herself in the swamp, and immediately, tens of thousands of roots spread out in all directions.