Gacha Sovereign

A few minutes ago.

In the middle of an arena that seemed to host a Martial Competition, Xue Lang stood in front of everyone, looking at his opponent, who had been crippled by him.

"You—" The opponent glared at him and shouted. "You are going to die! Do you know who I am?"

Xue Lang snorted and kept staring at his opponent with cold eyes. "You tried to use an aphrodisiac on my sister and tried to kill me? Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

"No, you won't!" The voice was coming from the special seat in the arena. It was an elderly that seemed to be an important figure in this place.

"Do you think I will let you?!" A middle-aged man appeared and stopped him.

"Father!" The elder that brought Xue Lang to this place shouted, looking at the middle-aged man.

"Don't worry. He is the subject of my kingdom, so I won't let any harm fall upon him." The middle-aged man nodded with a smile.

"It seems the royal family has grown this big to the point it wants to change the way of my sect." The elder snorted.

"Hoh! I am just standing up for my subject. After failing to control both brother and sister, you are going to eliminate them just like that? I don't think so." He smirked.

"To think there is a corrupt elder in my sect…" Another old man suddenly appeared with a long sigh. "I have been doing my duty as a sect master for almost a hundred years. And to think I have never suspected my best friend has fallen this low… Grand Elder, just surrender. I won't kill you."

"Haha?! Do you think you are great because you are protecting them? They are soon going to leave this sect because you can't contain that strength. At that time, do you think our enemies will forgive us for what that Bastard Xue Lang did? He has killed many enemies in the past. Unless he destroys all of them, this sect will be destroyed in the future." He shouted. "Rather than waiting for that, I will use his life to settle everything."

"You are insane!"

"What? You are saying I am insane? No, it's you! Do you think he will return when he steps to our neighboring continent? No, he will die. How many do you think have gone to another continent and have come back? I can even count them in one hand. And all of them are crippled." The elder shouted in anger.

"You—"

"What?! You can't talk back because it's true. I will remove this devil from this sect and offer his sister to them." He laughed out loud.

"You won't succeed. And do you think they will forgive our sect? Besides, my sect is not a coward, so I will fight until the end. The one who will get the last laugh will be me." The sect master snorted, never bothering to sugarcoat his words.

"Hmph! You don't realize how big the threat is." He rolled his eyes away.

"What did—" Before the sect master could finish his words, he found his heart stabbed by an ice sword. "This…"

He looked back and found a woman with a cold expression. "You are—"

The woman didn't care about him, pulled back her sword, and chopped his head.

The elder and the one stopping the elder petrified.

"Ah! Sect Master!" Xue Lang roared as his sister appeared beside him. They both looked at the woman who was so strong and immediately recognized her identity.

"I have given you the chance to join my Snow and Ice Palace, but you didn't treasure it. Instead, you embarrass my influence and the elders." She released her killing intent, surrounding Xue Lang with this.

Xue Lang, who was just a mere Martial Grandmaster, obviously couldn't move his body. His sister somehow resisted this, but it didn't mean she could run or whatsoever.

Because of this, the soul that hid inside him materialized, knowing the situation had become dangerous.

"So, you are the one… To think there is a Martial Saint hiding behind you… But seeing your current condition, you won't even be able to use even Martial Monarch Strength, let alone your former strength." The lady snorted while looking at the soul.

She then glanced at the one who stopped the elder and pointed her finger toward him.

At this time, a few more people appeared and bowed politely.

"Demon Finger Sect greets your excellency."

"Radiant Sword Sect greets your excellency."

"Red Rose Sect greets your excellency."

"We shall assist your excellency in eliminating this sect."

Soon numerous people appeared in their perimeter, surrounding the sect.

"This…" The middle-aged man gasped as he observed his surroundings.

"Hmph! Why did I do something like this? It's obviously because he had offended someone he shouldn't offend." The elder snorted with confidence that his choice was never wrong.

The female seemed to not care about his opinion and released another ice attack with the intention of killing him. However, the soul interfered and blocked the attack.

"Tch…" She immediately felt her hand numb with just taking that attack as she glanced at Xue Lang. "Bring your sister away. I will hold her back."

"No!" Xue Lang gritted his teeth and took out a token. He channeled his energy into the token and saw it light up for a moment. However, it didn't do anything until it died down, disappointing everyone. "Wait. No!"

Xue Lang didn't understand why the light disappeared as his hope vanished in his heart. He thought he could use his wish to kill everyone here, but it turned out the token was fake.

After getting their objective, the couple must have left far away. They never promised them they would come back, so it was normal for something like this. Unfortunately, it became his nightmare at this very moment.

"Hmph!" The female snorted and killed the middle-aged man with her overpowering strength. It was not a fight anymore because the man couldn't even block that attack and died.

"Father!"

After killing the middle-aged man, she looked at Xue Ning. "To think you have gotten something that can control that physique, and it even allows you to cultivate it without the tranquil heart. I will extract that information from you and turn you into my palace's puppet. This is the price for not being obedient and following the elders from my palace."

"You! I'd rather die than giving up on this!" Xue Ning gritted her teeth, took out a dagger from her Space Ring, and tried to kill herself.

However, the female didn't let her do that and arrived in front of Xue Lang. "Then I will torture him first before killing him. I will make sure he experiences something to the point he will regret being born. And everything is because of you. When you two meet in hell, he will hate you because you choose something like this."

As soon as she heard that, Xue Ning halted her movement.

Xue Lang clenched his teeth and slashed forward. At the same time, the soul also returned a bit late because her strength was nothing compared to the female.

"No, you won't!" They struck at the same time from two different directions, but the female only waved her ice sword, blowing the soul and Xue Lang's weapon away.

"It seems you want to die first…" The female raised her sword.

"No!" The soul jumped, trying to protect Xue Lang from the slash. His sister, on the other hand, tried to take her own life because of this.

However, their movement suddenly stopped under pressure that appeared out of nowhere.

Even the female had her movement stopped.

Suddenly, a woman with brown hair appeared out of nowhere.

"Hmm… This is a surprise. To think a Peak Martial Monarch will come to this place… I wonder how strong this Snow and Ice Palace is…" Lin Xingzhi's eyes curved upward, telling the others she was smiling.

"Who are—" The female asked, but Lin Xingzhi blew her away without even doing anything.

"I don't want to hear your answer." She shrugged and looked at Xue Lang. "So, what is your third wish?"

Lin Xingzhi's voice was firm, making Xue Lang unable to say anything other than the wish. "I-I want to kill her and everyone who is aiming at my sect, including the Snow and Ice Palace!"

"Hmm… That is impossible!" Lin Xingzhi shook her head.

"I don't do any killing for the wish. Even if my husband comes here, he will reject it too," she said nonchalantly. "Though, I will grant you the wish in another form. It is…"

She glanced at the soul and placed her finger on her forehead. Soon, the Spiritual Energy around the area gathered and went inside her body. It had never happened to her before. In cultivation, they always heard how they needed to absorb the Spiritual Energy. However, Lin Xingzhi turned it around and made the Spiritual Energy rushing to enter her body.

Nonetheless, she felt powerful energy coming into her soul, allowing her to restore the strength of her previous self for a few minutes.

"You should be able to fight in that form for ten minutes. I think I don't need to explain it, right?" Lin Xingzhi smirked.

"This Junior thanks her excellency." She clasped her hand before taking out her sword. It was a golden sword with red markings everywhere. "Listen to me, my disciple. I will show you what it means to become a Sword Saint."

She glared at the peak Martial Monarch and released all of her strength, including her sword intent.

"This is…" The female was in shock. "This is the strength of Martial Saint! Not good!"

A thick ice wall rose from the ground, blocking the soul to strike her. Unfortunately, she didn't have the need to go around this wall anymore.

"Death Sword, Blood Wave."

The sword glowed in reddish color as the soul slashed horizontally, releasing a blood-red sword wave.

It struck the ice wall and cut it down within a second before striking the one who summoned the ice wall.

"What?!" The female was in shock before she realized what kind of power was hitting her right now. "This is… This far surpasses that old man who had 4-Star Martial Saint strength at that time!"

"You didn't say anything much and let others say anything, so you should also die in the same way." She snorted and closed her eyes, fully knowing the strength of her Sword Wave.

And just like that, the Sword Wave cut the female into two and exploded.

"Judging from her strength, she must be the palace master of Snow and Ice Palace. With the loss of their master, they will soon have civil strife for the next master…" She nodded before looking at the three influences that wanted to kill them earlier.

Her killing intent had locked on them as the three leaders turned pale.