Peach Blossom Grove.
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect fell one after another in pools of blood, leaving only Yun Xi struggling to hold on.
But facing the combined assault of Huangfu Qi, Tuoba Ye, Lin Qianqian, and An Ruochen, Yun Xi was repeatedly pushed to the brink.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the four launched a joint attack, forcing Yun Xi back.
As she was sent flying, blood sprayed through the air, a clear sign she was injured.
Tap, tap, tap—
After landing, Yun Xi staggered back dozens of steps before steadying herself.
Then, Tuoba Ye and the other three advanced on her side by side.
Huangfu Qi sneered coldly, “The Saintess of Qingyun Sword Sect? Nothing special.”
Lin Qianqian giggled, “Yun Xi, seeing you about to die makes me so happy, hehe…”
Tuoba Ye and An Ruochen said nothing, but their faces were filled with intense killing intent.
“Killing me won’t be that easy.”
Yun Xi spoke, her voice cold yet melodious.
“Thud!”
With a tap of her foot, she soared into the air, her long skirt fluttering like an immortal fairy.
Tall and slender, with a delicate waist and long hair dancing in the wind, even with a veil covering her face, she exuded an otherworldly beauty.
Standing in the air, her presence was flawless, her aura blending seamlessly with the heavens, making her depth unfathomable.
“No wonder she’s the Saintess of Qingyun Sword Sect. Not simple at all,” Ye Qiu remarked in awe from a hidden corner.
The next moment, his waist was pinched hard.
“What are you doing?” Ye Qiu turned, looking puzzled at Fairy Hundred Flowers.
“Are you taken with her?” Fairy Hundred Flowers glared.
Ye Qiu said, “What are you talking about? I don’t even know her.”
“What, you want to get to know her?”
“You’re misunderstanding, Yue’er, I…”
“What’s that? If you’re not guilty, why explain?”
Ye Qiu was speechless, proving the ancient saying: never try to reason with a woman.
Fairy Hundred Flowers said, “When we return to the cultivation world, Sister Lin said to keep an eye on you. No flirting allowed. If you mess around, I won’t let you off.”
Ye Qiu knew Lin Jingzhi too well. With her personality, she’d love for him to find more beauties to be her “sisters.” Forbid flirting? Unlikely.
This could only mean Fairy Hundred Flowers was lying.
“Yue’er, are you jealous?” Ye Qiu asked with a smile.
Instantly, Fairy Hundred Flowers blushed, looking away and huffing, “I’m not jealous.”
“Heh,” Ye Qiu chuckled.
“What’s so funny! I’m warning you, don’t get any ideas about Yun Xi, or I’ll pinch you again.” She pinched him once more.
Lü Luo, nearby, was dumbfounded.
When did the Palace Master become like this?
Where was her poise?
At that moment.
“Clang—”
A sword hum rang out.
Ye Qiu looked up to see Yun Xi, standing in the air, suddenly radiating sword intent.
A Mysterious Ice Longsword appeared in her hand.
At the same time, her ice-blue dress shimmered with dazzling light.
“Two sacred artifacts!”
Fairy Hundred Flowers gasped softly.
Holding the Mysterious Ice Longsword, Yun Xi pointed at the approaching four and said, “Want to kill me? Come on!”
Her tone was calm, without a hint of panic or wavering.
“Snap!”
Lin Qianqian from Chaos Holy Land struck first.
She formed a hand seal, thrusting her palm forward. A massive palm print, like a mountain, carried immense power.
“Boom!”
Yun Xi thrust her sword, its intent like a dragon, instantly shattering Lin Qianqian’s palm print.
“Bang!”
Her left hand unleashed a sword intent, slicing through the air and piercing Lin Qianqian’s palm.
“Pfft!”
A bloody hole appeared in Lin Qianqian’s palm. She retreated, glaring at Yun Xi with a dark expression, as if wanting to tear her apart.
Then, Tuoba Ye made his move.
He used the Heaven and Earth Tyrant Fist, summoning nine cave-heavens.
The nine cave-heavens loomed behind him like abysses, making him appear like a demonic god.
“Boom!”
Tuoba Ye’s fist surged forward with boundless strength.
“Clang!”
Yun Xi swung her sword, forcefully blocking his fist, then pressed her left hand.
“Buzz!”
The void trembled.
Tuoba Ye staggered back a few steps.
“Not bad strength,” Tuoba Ye said, his eyes sharp as knives, his bronze skin glowing with intense golden light, as if forged from gold. A rumbling, like divine chanting, echoed from within him.
Though far away, Ye Qiu felt the overwhelming power from Tuoba Ye, like a true dragon awakening.
“This guy’s not simple,” Ye Qiu said quietly.
Fairy Hundred Flowers said, “He’s likely from Huanggu Holy Land. I’ve heard their lineage holds supreme strength. At its peak, their physical body can rival divine artifacts. A perfected Holy Body can challenge an Emperor.”
Ye Qiu was shocked.
“Boom!”
Tuoba Ye struck again.
As his fist smashed out, a golden dragon roared from it, resounding through the skies.
Yet Yun Xi didn’t retreat, swiftly wielding her Mysterious Ice Longsword.
“Swish, swish, swish—”
Sword beams formed a sword array around her, shielding her completely.
Roar!
The golden dragon crashed into it but failed to break the array.
Without a word, Tuoba Ye threw another punch.
This punch, pure and unyielding, nearly tore through the void.
“Pfft!”
The sword array shattered.
Tuoba Ye closed in on Yun Xi, both fists striking, golden dragons surging endlessly, fierce and unmatched.
Yun Xi suddenly changed her sword technique.
Before, her strikes were sharp and fierce; now, they became ethereal and elusive. Though they seemed soft, they blocked all of Tuoba Ye’s attacks.
One was heavy and forceful, the other light and breezy.
They were evenly matched.
“Let’s see how long you can hold out!”
Tuoba Ye’s eyes gleamed with golden light. Blood aura soared, and behind his nine cave-heavens, countless dragon energies danced wildly, invincible and valiant.
Yun Xi’s aura shifted, becoming ethereal like an immortal, cloaked in a faint blue glow, untouchable.
“Kill!”
Tuoba Ye roared, shaking the void, charging like an ancient demon.
Yun Xi kept swinging her sword.
“Clang, clang, clang—”
Sparks flew in the air.
Their fierce clash sent surging forces that cracked the earth with countless fissures.
Suddenly, the Mysterious Ice Longsword hovered above Yun Xi’s head, trembling lightly. In an instant, ten thousand sword shadows appeared, arrayed in the void.
Each shadow was identical to the Mysterious Ice Longsword, densely packed, with boundless sharpness covering the sky.
“Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!”
Yun Xi’s cold shout echoed. Instantly, the ten thousand sword shadows rained down like a storm, enveloping Tuoba Ye.
