The arrival of Elder Tianqiong and Elder Tianlan immediately caused a stir among countless cultivators.
"Heavens! It's Elder Tianqiong and Elder Tianlan, both True Immortals!"
"Those two sisters are so beautiful!"
"Don't look at them with disrespect. They are not people we can lay a finger on."
"True Immortals are already overlords in their own right. We are nothing but ants before them. Don't have any improper thoughts, or you won't even know how you died."
"Yes, yes, yes, it was my presumption."
Luo Hongxia and Li Muwan felt an instinctive fear upon seeing Elder Tianqiong and Elder Tianlan.
In the fantasy world, the difference between a single major realm is immense, especially for True Immortals, who are top-tier beings in a third-level cultivation kingdom.
For example, Zhu Tianhong and the others, who were easily killed by Fang Xian with a flick of his finger, would also be easily annihilated by the two women.
It's conceivable how terrifying the foundation of the Xiaotian Sect is.
Fang Xian looked at them with interest, then used his "Eye of Insight."
[Name: Tian Qiong
Age: 520
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: 96
Figure: 96
Height: 170
Character: Perfect
Affection: 0]
Tian Qiong had long, dreamlike purple hair, adorned with exquisite gold hair ornaments, uniquely styled like butterfly wings about to take flight, exuding both ethereal beauty and understated elegance.
Her eyebrows and eyes were meticulously sculpted, her gaze like pools of autumn water, lively yet possessing a serene composure born of experience.
Below her delicate, upturned nose was a small, cherry-like mouth.
Her skin was as white as snow, smooth and delicate like mutton-fat jade.
She wore a unique off-the-shoulder white mini-dress, its fitted cut showcasing her graceful figure.
The distinctive high-low hemline revealed her long, straight legs, making her fair skin even more alluring against the backdrop of the skirt.
Light veils draped naturally from her shoulders, like swirling clouds, adding an ethereal touch.
The simple yet elegant neck ornament complemented the overall look perfectly.
The overall impression was one of freshness, refinement, and nobility.
[Name: Tian Lan
Age: 518
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: 96
Body: 96
Height: 170
Character: Perfect
Affection: 0]
This woman seemed to have stepped out of a dream, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her sky-blue hair, like a deep night sky intertwined with a tranquil blue lake, blended naturally with the purple-blue hues, shimmering with a soft sheen.
Her long hair was meticulously braided, with a few strands cascading over her shoulders, flowing gracefully.
A delicately crafted gold flower ornament adorned her hair, its petals finely textured, complementing the red tassels and swaying gracefully, adding a touch of brightness and liveliness to the overall look.
Her eyebrows, like distant mountains, were slender and beautiful, slightly upturned, exuding gentleness and charm. Her eyes, like a clear spring, were bright and clear, their every glance seemingly holding a myriad of emotions.
Her eye makeup was exquisite, her eyelashes long and curled, the eyeshadow color echoing her hair color, adding a sense of mystery and depth.
Below her straight, upturned nose were small, full, red lips, their color vibrant and luscious.
Her skin was as white as snow, delicate and smooth, radiating a soft glow under the light and shadow, as if you could squeeze water out of it.
Her attire was unique, possessing the elegance of a classic cheongsam.
The deep red base, like a flame burning fiercely in winter, exuded a rich oriental charm.
The flowing, layered lines of the gold embellishments accentuated her graceful figure.
The entire garment was made of superior material, with an excellent texture; swaying gently with her movements, it displayed an air of regal elegance.
She radiated a unique aura, gentle and beautiful, yet carrying a hint of mystery and nobility.
Elder Tianqiong and Elder Tianlan stood side by side, emanating a powerful aura, like two resilient roses blooming in a storm.
They were both stunningly beautiful. Elder Tianqiong's eyes were sharp, revealing the majesty of a True Immortal, and emanating a chilling aura.
Elder Tianlan, though gentle in demeanor, couldn't hide the anger in her eyes; her gaze, like a deep pool, was now churning with fury.
Elder Tianqiong glared, her voice icy cold.
"How dare you! You dare to act so recklessly on the territory of my Xiaotian Sect, murdering one of our elders! This is utterly lawless!"
Fang Xian's lips curled into a carefree smile, his eyes full of mockery.
"So what if I killed them?"
Elder Tianlan's eyebrows shot up, her voice sharp with a sharp rebuke.
"Such arrogance!"
Fang Xian's smile deepened, his gaze sweeping over Elders Tianqiong and Tianlan.
"This is arrogance? What if I said I wanted to take you both as wives? Would I be even more outrageous?"
"What? What did you say!"
The two elders' expressions changed simultaneously. Elder Tianqiong trembled with rage, while Elder Tianlan's eyes blazed with fury.
Being mocked like this in front of everyone was utterly humiliating, and they hated Fang Xian to the core.
Fang Xian, however, remained all smiles.
"Don't worry, I'll treat you both well."
His tone was extremely flippant, as if the two True Immortal stage experts before him were merely objects to be toyed with.
These words were like adding fuel to the fire, completely enraging the two elders.
Elder Tianqiong rapidly formed hand seals, chanting incantations. A powerful spiritual energy gathered in her palms, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
Elder Tianlan was not to be outdone. She waved her jade-like hand, and the ice sword in her hand shone brightly, its tip pointing at Fang Xian, filled with killing intent.
"Today, I will tear you to pieces!"
With Elder Tianqiong's roar, the two elders were about to attack.
In an instant, the sky changed dramatically, and streaks of light tore through the once clear sky.
A large number of experts from the Xiaotian Sect responded to the summons, rapidly converging like dark clouds.
Cultivators at the Mahayana and Tribulation stages, dressed in uniform robes, their garments fluttering, exuded surging spiritual energy and a menacing aura.
Within the densely packed crowd, the Mahayana stage experts stood at the forefront, their expressions dignified, radiating a powerful aura.
One of them wielded a long spear, its tip gleaming coldly, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, fixed intently on Fang Xian.
Another, clad in a black robe, held his hands in a fist, black spiritual energy swirling in his palms, seemingly poised to strike.
The Tribulation stage experts followed closely behind, their auras slightly less imposing, yet their gazes were equally piercing and unwavering.
They either unleashed magical treasures or formed formations, the treasures flashing with light, the runes of their formations flowing, completely surrounding Fang Xian.
Some Transcending Tribulation stage experts unleashed flying swords that hummed in the air, their blades gleaming coldly.
Others cast spells, beams of spiritual energy swirling around them, ready to attack at any moment.
The entire scene was a dense mass of cultivators scattered across the sky, forming a massive encirclement.
Their gazes, like sharp blades, were fixed on Fang Xian, the air thick with killing intent, as if at a single command they would pounce on him like tigers descending a mountain, utterly devouring him.
Elder Tianlan, watching the surging tide of reinforcements, flashed a ruthless glint in his eyes.
"Today you have no escape, you will pay for this in blood!"