At this moment, in the midst of battle, Wang Xuan felt immense pressure. How could he not be aware of the Primordial Spirit Body of the alien race's power? But apart from giving his all, he had no other way.

The oppressed alien race was still imprisoned within his Primordial Spirit, while pursuing another alien, Wang Xuan entered Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness.

In the boundless chaotic space, where the core houses the soul, Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit had just entered when he felt a coldness from the heart.

This coldness was like a naked person walking in an icy world, the piercing pain making the whole body tremble and shiver uncontrollably.

A light appeared amidst the chaos, one path in the silver radiance carried a golden gleam, while another was eerie with black within the gold, belonging to Lin Xiyue and Wang Xuan respectively.

"Lingming Yangming, brother, how goes the battle?! Please quickly act against Wang Xuan, save our trapped second brother!" Lingming Yangmei shouted.

Wang Xuan quickly arrived, at this moment Lin Xiyue's Primordial Spirit was struck by the fist of a giant, flying a great distance, but he caught and held her.

The Spirit Race's ability has a corrosive and devouring effect on other life's soul bodies, which is their talent, and Lin Xiyue, battling Lingming Yangming, who was a whole Great Realm higher than her, was already wounded.

"Senior sister, how are you? Are you alright?" Wang Xuan surveyed her, and Lin Xiyue's Primordial Spirit was in a very bad state at the moment.

It should be noted that before this battle, her Primordial Spirit was already in a weakened state, and now under high pressure, she was even less of a match!

Especially since her original Primordial Spirit armor was damaged by Lingming's Divine Spirit, otherwise she couldn't have been injured so easily, the advantage of Magical Treasures was hard to manifest.

The contact between soul bodies is a hundred times more sensitive than physical contact, Wang Xuan could even feel the intense pain Lin Xiyue was suffering from due to her Primordial Spirit being corroded and devoured.

This pain, many times stronger than childbirth, only made Lin Xiyue frown, carrying a kind of beauty akin to a sick Xi Shi.

"It's fine, no problem." Lin Xiyue struggled slightly, coming out from Wang Xuan's embrace. For her, as long as it wasn't death, any so-called injury could use the term "fine".

Instead, Wang Xuan's body roared fiercely, drawing her attention, now two out of the three Primordial Spirit Body aliens remained, evidently one was trapped.

Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit is little known, cultivating it at the Earth Immortal Realm is already a peculiar thing. Through the humanoid exterior, Lin Xiyue sensed an overwhelming Sword Intent, as if the Wang Xuan before her was a Divine Sword incarnate.

"Faced with death, you still have time for intimacy, you truly disregard me!" Lingming Yangming shouted.

He, transformed into a giant, charged forward, one foot trampling down, Wang Xuan and Lin Xiyue swiftly dodging. The alien's Primordial Spirit strength was far greater than both combined, clashing head-on was pure folly.

Lingming Yangmei simultaneously attacked, immediately clashing with Wang Xuan, while the imprisoned alien inside also struggled desperately. Caught between inside and out, Wang Xuan already reached a limit, feeling the Primordial Spirit Sword would repel the alien.

"Die!" Lingming Yangming shouted, in Wang Xuan's dire straits, he struck Lin Xiyue away with a palm and punched Wang Xuan.

Pu!

Wang Xuan spat out Soul Blood, the pale golden blood floating in the Sea of Consciousness, such damage to the Primordial Spirit was far more severe than physical injury.

Seizing the opportunity, the trapped Lingming Yangchen unleashed a burst, breaking free from his bonds.

The three brothers gathered, all glaring at Wang Xuan and Lin Xiyue, especially Lingming Yangchen, hateful to an extreme, his own cultivation had been diminished by Wang Xuan by a fifth, had it not been for his elder brother's help, he would surely die in Wang Xuan's hands!

With an open mouth, two types of mysterious rune-marked Soul Blood were swallowed by Wang Xuan once again. He glanced at Lin Xiyue, her injuries much more severe than his own.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xuan transformed into an extremely sharp Divine Sword, darting like lightning through the chaotic space.

"Seeking Immortality!"

Wang Xuan shouted, the momentum of the Primordial Spirit Sword soared several times, the golden sword light, with an unstoppable force, attacked with a speed that the aliens struggled to catch.

Wang Xuan, unleashing the Primordial Spirit Secret Skill, expended Primordial Spirit power rapidly, the golden light shedding sword techniques into countless variations, hitting the three aliens thousands of times in an instant.

The Godslaying Soul Annihilation talent of the Primordial Spirit Sword swiftly obliterated their Primordial Spirit but in just a few breaths a significant portion was consumed.

However, Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit was also being consumed greatly.

"Kill!"

Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit sword unleashed the secret skill repeatedly, the three Primordial Spirit Body cultivators of the Lingming Clan raised their alertness and defenses to a peak, swinging their Primordial Spirit weapons to constantly block the attacks.

After dozens of breaths, Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit had dimmed, its brilliance greatly reduced, his Primordial Spirit power overconsumed and couldn't continue.

Meanwhile, the alien trio's Primordial Spirit bodies were also significantly depleted, especially Lingming Yangchen, his current Primordial Spirit body was less than two-thirds of what it was before the battle.

Yet among them, the eldest brother, that middle-rank Spirit race's Primordial Spirit body, had only consumed a tenth, his combat power relatively intact.

"What a human prodigy! We underestimated you!" Lingming Yangming shouted, though his heart bled at the thought, such a depletion of Primordial Spirit power would take decades to recover.

This battle could not be seen by outsiders, but the three of them having crossed swords with Wang Xuan, naturally knew the terror of this human's Primordial Spirit, inherently restraining them.

Even with Primordial Spirit strength significantly below Lin Xiyue's, he could clash with Primordial Spirit bodies and with Primordial Spirit techniques harm them, an unthinkable feat.

If Wang Xuan were allowed to grow, it would be a disaster for the Spirit Race, an originally unbeatable genius capable of battling across realms against Spirit race cultivators easily.

Wang Xuan felt the weakness of his Primordial Spirit, reminiscent of the time he was injured in the wilderness, hiding in a cave, famished for two days and nights.

If he continues fighting like this, he might collapse and die.

"If only the realm of Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo could improve a bit more, it would be great." Wang Xuan knew that if the fourth level of Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, the Primordial Spirit Sword cultivation reached its limit, it could easily kill Lingming Yangming and Lingming Yangchen, the two Alien Race members.

Relying on the profoundness of Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, to contend with Lingming Yangming of the Divine Infant level, at least he could remain undefeated because Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo inherently restrains Spirit Bodies.

Lin Xiyue observed Wang Xuan's struggle, knowing he really tried his best, as he was only at the Sky Realm. Even though he cultivated the Primordial Spirit, quantitatively, he's inferior to the Celestial Immortal.

Relying on the special talent of the Primordial Spirit, he could restrain the Spirit Race and battle the Lower-Rank Primordial Spirit Body, but the present three enemies already exceeded Wang Xuan's strength.

"Junior Brother, when we were captured, Senior Sister had already activated the secret technique multiple times, leaving traces. It's likely the mentors have already gained some clues.

If we persist, there will be hope for life.

After Senior Sister's death, you must feign deceit with them, delay some time. Even if there's only a ten percent chance of rescue, you must survive."

Lin Xiyue gently lifted a strand of her hair, smiling like spring, her charming smile dissolving any ice, engraving that smile deep within Wang Xuan's heart.

Wang Xuan held Lin Xiyue's delicate hand, as smooth as jade, earnestly saying, "Wait for me! Don't die within three breaths!"

"Go ahead." Lin Xiyue looked at Wang Xuan's resolute face, saying, "Forget me, live well."

"You won't die!" Wang Xuan declared firmly.

The Primordial Spirit flew rapidly, leaving Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness, returning to his Flesh Body.

Without desire, without emotion, without worry.

At this moment, his spirit seemed to exist in nothingness, abandoning all externalities, completely calming down.

"Time Spirit." Wang Xuan called out, his personal panel appearing.

Name: Wang Xuan 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Age: Twenty-five

Height: 1.9 meters

Realm: Peak of Sky Control

Cultivation Skills: Mixed Element Martial Scripture Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Limit, Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Limit, Heart Spirit Demon Scripture Second Layer Introduction, Nine Breath Qi Cultivation Introduction, Flowers in an Instant Introduction, Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo Fourth Layer Minor Achievement, Mind Nourishing Pill Alchemy Technique Perfection...

Source Point: Four million one hundred and thirty thousand

Looking at the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, it has immense utility for him, effectively enhancing the lethality against the Spirit Race.

"Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo Fourth Layer Minor Achievement (Accelerable), accelerating to Limit Realm requires fifty thousand Source Power points, accelerate?"

"Accelerate! Stop talking nonsense!"

The Tower of Space-Time within the Primordial Spirit trembled, the power of time enveloping Wang Xuan's body, a massive amount of pure Source Power flowing out.

The mysterious and powerful Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, under the acceleration of fifty thousand Source Power points, operated rapidly, enhancing the Primordial Spirit Sword viciously, its sharpness and edge multiplied several times in mere breaths.

At this moment, regardless of quality or total Primordial Spirit, Wang Xuan felt an earth-shaking change, even surpassing the Pure Yang Peak.

Feeling his own strength, Wang Xuan had no trace of joy, the Primordial Spirit swiftly flew out, re-entering Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness.

It had been less than three breaths since he left.

But just as he entered Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness, he noticed it was turbulently chaotic, all the Essence Qi within the Sea of Consciousness rushing toward the core area.

Wang Xuan, with his perception, instantly understood Lin Xiyue was about to self-detonate her Primordial Spirit, welcoming death amid brilliance, like fireworks in a fleeting life.

"Stop!" Wang Xuan shouted, seeing Lin Xiyue turn back for one last smile, maintaining composure even in the face of mortal peril.

The three Lingming brothers had distanced themselves, within breaths leaving Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness, baffled by why an extraordinary beauty would choose death so decisively.

Lin Xiyue hadn't anticipated Wang Xuan's return, forcibly interrupting the secret technique she had already initiated, causing backlash that worsened her injuries, her complexion pale as paper.

"Why did you return?" Lin Xiyue murmured, soul blood trickling from her lips. Afraid her self-detonation would harm Wang Xuan, she forcibly interrupted the secret technique.

Wang Xuan embraced the powerless, falling Lin Xiyue, seeing her severe injuries, he criticized, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me? I said I'd come back, and I definitely would!"

"Why did you bother coming back?" Lin Xiyue particularly lamented her face, saying, "I'm not worth you coming back to save, not worth it."

She softly murmured, amidst severe Primordial Spirit wounds, her consciousness gradually fading, slowly closing her eyes, with Wang Xuan's anxious expression lingering in her mind, everything gradually blurring.