Chapter 1051
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Chapter 1051 The Figure at the Palace Door
At the moment they rushed through the palace doors, Loki paused.
He turned his head, his narrow eyes coldly glancing at the five handmaidens, a hint of mockery flashing in his gaze.
“You think you can stop me without a single Daxia god present?”
Before the five handmaidens could reach him, Loki stomped his right foot forcefully on the ground. A surging divine pressure swept out violently, forcibly knocking the five airborne handmaidens back several meters, causing them to stagger as they landed.
“Foreign god?!”
The yellow-dressed handmaiden sensed the divine pressure emanating from Loki, her pupils suddenly contracting.
They had assumed that only proxy agents of foreign gods who hadn’t reached divine status had infiltrated Kunlun Void, never expecting to encounter a true deity here.
How did he get in!?
“Form the array!”
The yellow-dressed handmaiden reacted extremely quickly. All five handmaidens simultaneously flipped their palms, and five distinctively shaped swords appeared in their hands out of thin air.
They held the swords in their right hands while forming seals with their left. The five swords flew from their hands, following some mysterious trajectory in the air. Points of starlight illuminated the ceiling of the elixir hall, weaving together to form a sword array that enveloped Loki’s body.
Si Xiaonan sighed deeply in her heart.
The aura emanating from this sword array was powerful, sufficient to kill someone at the peak of the “Klein” realm, but still far from enough to harm Loki… even though what stood here was merely one of his avatars.
Loki calmly glanced at the star sword array above his head, showing no intention of avoiding it, allowing the starlight to completely cover his form.
Just as the five handmaidens were about to breathe a sigh of relief, something unexpected happened.
Loki raised both hands and casually clapped them in front of his chest. With the crisp sound of his palms meeting, his form flickered to where the five handmaidens stood, while the five handmaidens only felt a blur before finding themselves in the center of the starlight array.
The pupils of the five handmaidens suddenly contracted.
Outside the array, Loki gently tapped his knuckle against the surface of the starlight sword array.
The endless starlight violently shattered, transforming into sharp sword fragments that swept back into the array, cutting ghastly wounds across the bodies of the five handmaidens.
In an instant, the sword array collapsed, and the five women were severely injured.
The yellow-dressed handmaiden knelt in a pool of blood, gritting her teeth as she watched the smiling Loki approach, the killing intent in her eyes not diminishing in the slightest.
“You’re not afraid of me?” Loki stopped in front of her and calmly asked.
“Why should I fear you?” The yellow-dressed handmaiden let out a cold laugh. “You can’t hurt me.”
“…Is that so?”
Loki narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to strike her head, but as his palm descended, a brilliant divine light burst from within the handmaiden’s body!
Loki frowned slightly and instantly retreated nearly a hundred meters.
A bronze mirror flew out from the yellow-dressed handmaiden’s body, hanging high in the air. Its amber surface clearly reflected everything in the hall, with terrifying waves of divine power howling forth from within the mirror!
In the mirror’s reflection, a blurry figure of light stepped forward, passing directly through the mirror’s surface to become a beautiful matron wearing a gold-threaded purple robe and a phoenix-winged golden crown.
She walked on thin air, looking down at Loki in the great hall below, her beautiful eyes showing neither joy nor anger, only endless majesty radiating outward.
Upon seeing this beautiful matron, Loki’s previously casual expression immediately grew solemn.
“Western miscreant, you dare to cause trouble in my Yaochi?”
The Queen Mother of the West spoke calmly, her boundless divine authority surging forth. A fair jade hand emerged from the sleeve of her golden divine robe, pressing down lightly toward Loki’s head.
Above the great hall, a massive spiritual energy vortex rapidly formed. The spiritual energy of the entire Yaochi seemed to boil, churning frantically as a hand large enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun condensed from the void.
Loki’s expression grew increasingly grim.
He glanced at Si Xiaonan at the hall entrance, then returned his gaze to the Queen Mother of the West, coldly smiling as he said:
“We are both avatars, why should I fear you? Do you believe that if you let me leave here today, tomorrow the four divine nations will join forces to breach Daxia’s borders and exterminate all your Daxia gods?”
As his words fell, Loki laughed loudly, his form transforming into a black lightning bolt that instantly shot out through the elixir hall’s doors, rushing toward the sky above Kunlun Void.
The Queen Mother of the West’s expression slightly darkened. Holding the Kunlun Mirror, she took a step that shattered space and closely pursued Loki.
The next moment, thunderous explosions came from above as the two divine avatars fiercely battled in the sky above Yaochi, causing the entire Yaochi to tremble slightly.
Dust trickled down from the ceiling of the elixir hall, and pale green flames burned in midair, making Si Xiaonan’s shadow dance like a demon.
She stood in place, recalling the look Loki had just given her, her fists involuntarily clenching tight.
“Help me find it, bring it back, and I will spare Cold Xuan’s life…” Loki’s words echoed in her ears.
That look was both a reminder and a threat.
From the beginning, Loki knew clearly that as a Daxia stronghold, Kunlun Void would certainly have some kind of contingency even if all the Daxia gods were away. Otherwise, the Daxia gods would never have been so bold as to reveal its location.
He brought Si Xiaonan precisely to deal with this kind of situation.
Had he calculated this step from the start?
Countless thoughts flashed through Si Xiaonan’s mind. After a moment, determination appeared in her eyes. She stepped through the spacious elixir halls, heading straight toward the depths.
After walking a few steps, several figures stood before her, staggering with broken swords in hand.
The blood-covered yellow-dressed handmaiden coldly looked at Si Xiaonan, raising her broken sword to point at her nose.
“You are also from Daxia. Why do you stand with the Western gods against your own people?”
Si Xiaonan looked into her eyes but did not answer her question, only calmly shaking her head. “Put it down. In your current state, you cannot stop me.”
A flash of killing intent appeared in the yellow-dressed handmaiden’s eyes. She raised her sword to slash at Si Xiaonan’s neck, but before the blade could touch her skin, the sword mysteriously disappeared, appearing in Si Xiaonan’s hand.
Si Xiaonan gripped the broken sword in reverse, her form moving like a ghost among the handmaidens. After several muffled sounds, they were all knocked unconscious by Si Xiaonan.
Si Xiaonan calmly glanced at them, then walked toward the depths of the elixir hall without looking back.
Under the pale green firelight, in the air at the deepest part of the elixir hall, the outlines of a black elixir pot and a white elixir pot were faintly visible.
Just as Si Xiaonan was about to reach for the two elixir pots, a figure stepped into the elixir hall.
Tap—!
Footsteps came from the hall entrance. Si Xiaonan frowned and turned to look.
A figure wearing a deep red cloak stood quietly at the entrance, carrying a sword case on his back.
His gaze swept over the handmaidens lying in pools of blood throughout the hall, finally settling on Si Xiaonan who held the broken sword, his eyes narrowing.
