After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

Heisha stood beside Xiaoxue, his mouth twitching slightly, thinking to himself: "How can you still have time to chat at this critical moment?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the fierce battle in the void, but they couldn't help but worry about Xia Yurou's safety. Princess Bei was now in an important stage of breakthrough.

Jiang Wan was like the brightest black star in the night sky. She slowly spread her hands apart, and the yin and yang energies intertwined and merged between her palms, eventually turning into a rotating Tai Chi diagram, which contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, with clear black and white that complemented each other.

As she shouted softly: "Qian Kun Hua Zhang!"

The Tai Chi diagram rotates in the night sky, just like the coexistence of chaos and order at the beginning of the universe. There seems to be a miniature black hole at the center, emitting a heart-pounding attraction.

The thick blood mist seemed extremely fragile in the face of this force and was ruthlessly torn and swallowed by the Tai Chi diagram. Like residual clouds swept up by a strong wind, it quickly gathered to the center of the Tai Chi diagram and dissipated into nothingness in a desperate struggle.

As the blood mist diminished, the light on the tiger's body gradually appeared, and a look of astonishment and anger flashed in the red tiger's eyes.

Against the backdrop of the Tai Chi diagram, Jiang Wan's long hair was flying, her clothes were fluttering, and she looked otherworldly, like a snow girl descending to the mortal world.

Among the crowd, discussions rose and fell, like tiny streams in spring, converging into a warm ocean.

The young man widened his eyes and looked at the arrogant figure in disbelief: "The blood mist was dissolved just like that?"

The talented scholar beside him gently waved his folding fan, his eyes gleaming with admiration, and chanted softly: "This woman is not an ordinary person, she holds the universe in her hands, and the blood mist also dissipates, she is extremely beautiful and graceful."

The old man stroked his beard, his eyes full of memories: "I remember that a few days ago, two couples got married in the palace. One was the top scholar Li Mubai and Miss Xiaoxue. The other seemed to be the young lord of Nandu City, Miss Jiang Wanjiang, who married the city guarding general Lin Yuan."

A woman in plain clothes, holding a little girl with pigtails in her hands, pointed at the figure in the sky with pride and said to the little girl, "Look, that's Sister Jiang, the princess's best friend. She's amazing and can protect our Beiling City from being bullied by bad guys."

The girl looked up and saw her hero.

The children around imitated Jiang Wan's waving of her hands, and their little fists drew a childish arc in the air.

Among the crowd, praises rose one after another, forming an invisible force that gathered into a sea and rushed towards Jiang Wan.

A scholar held a bamboo slip in his hand and recited his impromptu poem in a loud voice, "A beautiful woman stands by the river, as graceful as a swimming dragon. A sword breaks the sky, and tenderness protects true love."

Heisha scratched his head, his puzzled look looking particularly honest in the moonlight, and he muttered in a low voice: "What the hell is this scholar talking about? I don't understand."

Bai Sha was known for his calmness and wisdom. He chuckled and explained, "Old Black, this is a compliment to Miss Jiang for her graceful figure and strong martial arts. 'One sword breaks the sky' naturally refers to the power of Qiankun Palm, which is like a sharp sword cutting through the night sky and no one can stop it. 'Tenderness protects sincerity' means that the emotions shown when protecting friends are stronger than any weapon."

Liu Xiaoxue's clear eyes sparkled with admiration and pride, and she whispered to herself, "Sister Wan is indeed the best. Every time she makes a move, it amazes people."

His words were filled with absolute admiration, because Jiang Wan was the light in the princess' heart, who could illuminate the darkness at any time and drag her out of the endless abyss at all costs.

Heisha said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, Xiaoxue, your sister Wan is indeed powerful, but we can't underestimate ourselves. We are all masters at the top level. Although the protagonist is the finale, without the green leaves to set off, how can the red flowers be gorgeous?"

"Yes, yes, Third Brother and Sister Wan are both amazing."

"Hehe, being third on the Earth Ranking is not just an exaggeration."

Heisha proudly swung the black-glowing death sickle in his hand, leaving tiny cracks that quickly healed, silently telling of his unique and terrifying power.

The stars are hidden, only a faint light shines through from the depths of the clouds, gently wrapping the figure that is about to transform.

Ren Chenxi's stern face looked even more resolute under the moonlight, and his eyes were filled with worry as he stared at Rou'er.

If it were not for the purpose of protecting the people in the city, he would have resolutely flown into the air like Jiang Wan, holding the imperial sword in his hand, to protect his beloved concubine and guard her tightly.

No matter what happens, Jiang Wan will protect Xia Yurou behind her and allow her to advance and complete her transformation.

Her long black dress fluttered in the wind as she stared straight at the roaring Blood Hell Mist Tiger. The yin and yang energies surged and gathered into a majestic Tai Chi vortex that seemed to be able to devour everything as it spun.

Upon seeing this, the Blood Hell Mist Tiger opened its eyes wide and roared angrily to the sky. The blood mist boiled and turned into a rolling blood wave that rushed towards them, as if there were thousands of resentful souls wailing and trying to devour the light.

Jiang Wan's expression remained unchanged. She just pushed lightly with her hands, and the Tai Chi vortex suddenly accelerated its rotation. The black hole in the center seemed to open its huge mouth, swallowing all the surging blood waves.

The moment the blood wave touched the edge of the Tai Chi diagram, it quickly melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, turning into nothingness.

Only a faint smell of blood remained in the air.

Jiang Wan did not move. She smiled contemptuously, her eyes like cold stars, staring directly at the Tiger Immortal who had transformed into the Blood Hell Mist Tiger.

"You're only capable of hurting my sister?"

The Tiger Immortal Master laughed in anger: "Girl, don't be so arrogant. I will let you see the real power of the Blood Prison."

The blood in its body boiled, its body swelled, and blood mist condensed into thousands of blood-red arrows, which shot towards the Tai Chi diagram where Jiang Wan was, with a whistling sound that could tear through space.

Facing this overwhelming attack, the Tai Chi diagram actually trembled slightly, and the black and white light flickered.

However, Jiang Wan just smiled coldly, and the yin and yang in her body surged to the limit. She slowly put her hands together and chanted softly: "The world is reversed, and yin and yang are combined!"

Within the Tai Chi diagram, the black and white energies intertwined and transformed into brilliant aurora that burst out and collided with the bloody arrows.

Amid the roar, the night sky seemed to be torn apart, light splashed everywhere, and blood and aurora intertwined into a thrilling picture.

The blood-red arrows were annihilated one by one under the wash of the aurora, and although the Tai Chi diagram was slightly dimmed, it was still as solid as before.

The tiger roared through the sky, and its body was flashing with blood. The blood mist condensed into denser and sharper blood-colored arrows, like a torrential rain, covering the sky and the sun. With the momentum of destroying everything, it once again bombarded Jiang Wan's Tai Chi diagram.

Each blood-red arrow contained enough power to pierce through mountains, but when it came into contact with the endless black and white light of the Tai Chi diagram, it was as if it had encountered an invisible barrier. It let out shrill screams, then dissipated in the dazzling aurora, turning into fleeting starlight.

Under this violent attack, the Tai Chi diagram glowed brighter and brighter, and black and white intertwined into the strongest line of defense. Its owner was like a god between heaven and earth who was not afraid of any challenge.