The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

Lan Yunyan took a deep breath and slowly walked out of the cave, her eyes revealing determination and fearlessness.

When the first strong man appeared at the edge of the forest, he was shocked by the scene before him.

The soul power fluctuations around the hidden cave are still strong.

The strong man's eyes were fixed on the entrance of the cave, his heart filled with curiosity and vigilance about the people inside.

Lan Yunyan stood in front of the cave, quietly observing the uninvited guest. She exuded a powerful aura, unfazed by the other person's scrutiny.

The strong man frowned slightly. He could feel the extraordinary qualities of the young man in front of him, but he was not sure how strong the other party was.

"Who are you? Why are you causing strange phenomena in heaven and earth here?" The strong man finally broke the silence with a hint of questioning in his tone.

Lan Yunyan's eyes were icy, and her voice was deep and powerful: "I am just a cultivator. My breakthrough here was purely a coincidence. As for who I am, it doesn't matter."

The strong man sneered: "Humph, in this world where there are so many strong people, do you think you can easily hide your identity?"

Lan Yunyan did not flinch: "I have no intention of making an enemy of anyone, but if someone wants to cause trouble, I will not be afraid."

The confrontation between the two made the atmosphere in the forest even more tense, and more powerful people were arriving one after another. This once peaceful forest was about to face a fierce storm.

Lan Yunyan's blue clothes rustled in the wind, and her eyes were as sharp as an eagle as she stared at the strong man opposite her.

The strong man exudes a powerful aura, like an unshakable mountain.

He snorted coldly and launched the first attack. He rushed towards Lan Yunyan like lightning, his fist whistling with the power to destroy the world.

Lan Yunyan tapped the ground lightly with her toes, and her body instantly rose higher, lightly avoiding the fierce punch.

She raised her jade hand, and a blue light shot out like a spirit snake, heading straight for the strong man's face. The strong man dodged to the side and slapped out with his backhand. The palm wind surged like a huge wave.

Lan Yunyan's figure shuttled through the palm wind like a ghost, and a sword with a cold glow appeared in his hand at some point.

She pointed her sword at the strong man, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, interweaving into an impenetrable sword net in the air.

The strong man danced with his hands, and powerful energy rushed towards the sword net.

The two sides exchanged blows, the battle reaching a fever pitch. Lan Yunyan's movements were lithe, her swordsmanship agile, each move imbued with murderous intent. The strong man, on the other hand, was as steady as a mountain, his strength unparalleled, and each counterattack was terrifying.

The ground was shaking during their fight, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The surrounding trees were broken by the Qi force, and the place was in a mess.

In the fierce battle, Lan Yunyan's confrontation with the strong man became more and more thrilling.

The strong man suddenly swung a punch with overwhelming force. Lan Yunyan gritted her teeth and dodged sideways, but was still swept by the residual force of the punch.

She felt as if her body had been hit hard, she groaned, and staggered back a few steps.

A trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of Lan Yunyan's mouth. She raised her hand and gently wiped it away, her eyes still stubborn. Her blue clothes fluttered slightly in the wind, but several places were cut by the powerful Qi, revealing the scratched skin underneath.

Pain spread throughout her body, but Lan Yunyan showed no sign of retreating. She panted slightly, tightened her grip on the sword, and locked her gaze on the powerful man.

Seeing this, the strong man showed a smug smile and launched another attack.

Lan Yunyan endured the pain and dodged, trying to dodge. However, her injured body was still a little slow, and the strong man's palm hit her shoulder heavily.

She was knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Lan Yunyan only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, as if her bones were about to break.

She struggled to stand up, but fell again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Her consciousness was blurred for a moment, but soon, the stubborn and unyielding will was rekindled in her heart like a flame.

She raised her head with difficulty and looked at the strong man not far away.

The strong man stood with his hands behind his back, with a hint of contempt and complacency in his eyes.

She supported her body with trembling arms and tried to stand up again bit by bit.

Every time she exerted force, the sharp pain in her shoulder spread throughout her body like an electric current, making her gasp.

Lan Yunyan took a deep breath and tried to steady herself. She felt her strength rapidly draining away, but she couldn't retreat.

She held the sword tightly in her hand. The light on the sword had dimmed a lot, but her eyes were still firm.

The strong man frowned slightly as he looked at Lan Yunyan who had stood up again. He had not expected this woman to be so tenacious.

"Hmph, do you think you can continue fighting?" the strong man sneered.

Lan Yunyan didn't answer, but responded with her actions. She endured the pain and rushed towards the strong man with her sword again.

The strong man was slightly startled and quickly made a move to resist. The two started a fierce confrontation again, but Lan Yunyan was clearly at a disadvantage.

Her movements became sluggish, and her strength was no longer as strong as before. Every collision with a strong opponent caused her body to suffer immense pain.

After a fierce collision, Lan Yunyan was knocked out again.

She fell heavily to the ground, her body at the limit, her vision began to blur, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

But just when she was about to faint, a familiar figure flashed through the void like lightning and appeared beside her in an instant.

That was Ling Xiu Han. He was dressed in a white robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes revealed endless coldness and determination.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, like a god of war descending. Ling Xiuhan saw Lan Yunyan lying on the ground, seriously injured, and a surge of anger and heartache surged in his heart.

He quickly leaned over and carefully held Lan Yunyan in his arms. Lan Yunyan felt a warm and familiar embrace. She struggled to open her heavy eyelids and saw Lin Xiuhan's anxious face.

"Xiao Yan'er, hold on!" Lin Xiuhan's voice was deep and powerful. He quickly pulled out a bottle of precious healing medicine from his arms and gently fed it to Lan Yunyan.