The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun walked side by side, their steps steady and forward. They were the first to enter the Langyue Blessed Land, their memories of their past lives clinging to their hearts. When they finally arrived, as expected, a figure in a golden robe and with snow-white hair sat atop a massive stone platform, just as they had seen in their previous life.

Baili Dongjun stood high up, looking down at Yuefeng City below. He then turned to look at the people around him and spoke calmly, "We'll act soon. Brother Yun and I will lead the charge. After all, we both have natural martial veins, so I'm sure Yuefeng City will focus most of their attention on us. You can take advantage of this opportunity to surprise them and attack them when they're unprepared!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ruofeng couldn't help but frown, his face showing hesitation, and slowly said: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to act like this..."

Baili Dongjun smiled faintly, patted Xiao Ruofeng on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Little Brother, don't worry. Remember what Master's Wife taught us? For those special people, special methods must be used to deal with them. Think about it, Yuefeng City's biggest goal is to restore the country. For the sake of the millions of people in Beili, why should we treat them with the way of a gentleman?"

Lei Mengsha, standing by, nodded repeatedly in agreement. "That's right, Fengfeng! Master's Wife once said that it doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat. The purpose of our visit this time is nothing more than to eliminate Yuefeng City. So, why bother about whether our methods are fair and just? Besides, who else in this place, besides ourselves, knows how we killed him?"

Zhuo Yuean's heart stirred, his thoughts drifting back to his journey to Wushuang City. Back then, he had actually chosen the most traditional method—following the righteous path and challenging them one by one. Now, thinking about it, that approach seemed too pedantic and rigid. He should have just attacked directly, killing those who had participated in their extermination.

He recalled his master's teachings, how she had always tirelessly urged him to be flexible and not to be so rigidly bound by rules. He had taken these words to heart at the time, but it seemed he hadn't put them into practice. This action, however, had made him realize his own shortcomings and stubbornness.

At this moment, Ye Dingzhi saw Yuefeng City, and his mind immediately flashed back to the events of his previous life. Hatred and anger instantly surged in his heart. Without hesitation, he flew forward, like an arrow from a bow, and rushed straight towards Yuefeng City, aiming directly at the opponent's crown, intending to shatter it completely with one blow.

However, Yue Fengcheng seemed to have sensed the fatal threat from Ye Dingzhi. With his keen intuition and quick reaction, he suddenly dodged to the side and narrowly avoided the sudden and fierce attack.

Yue Fengcheng's eyes widened in shock, his face fixed on Ye Dingzhi and the group standing above him. His voice trembling slightly, he demanded, "Who are you? How did you suddenly appear here? And how did you get in? And why did you kill me without a word?"

After saying this, he began to carefully examine these uninvited guests. After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up as he noticed the unique aura emanating from Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun. He couldn't help but exclaim, "They're actually born with natural martial veins! And two of them at once! It seems that this generation of martial artists has truly been blessed and favored by the heavens!"

Ye Dingzhi had a cold expression on his face, and he said coldly: "Yuefengcheng, today is the day you die, so there is no need to be too curious." Before he finished speaking, he shook the sword in his hand, and it instantly turned into a cold light, and rushed towards Yuefengcheng like lightning.

At the same time, sword energy overflowed from Ye Dingzhi's body, and the sharp sword wind whistled around, raising a cloud of dust. The powerful momentum seemed to tear the void apart, making people shudder.

Baili Dongjun, who was standing by, naturally would not stand idly by. He saw his figure flash and move quickly like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Yue Fengcheng, completely blocking his retreat.

Facing such a situation surrounded by powerful enemies, Yue Fengcheng remained calm. He had absolute confidence in himself. He snorted coldly, a strange smile on his face: "Hmph, just the two of you? Do you think you can take my life so easily? That's just wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, Yue Fengcheng suddenly stretched out his hands, and a powerful suction force suddenly emerged from his palms. It turned out that he was actually using his unique skill - the virtual thought skill, trying to completely drain the power of Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun.

However, how could Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi be ordinary people? The moment Yue Fengcheng made his move, they both activated their spiritual energy at the same time, and a layer of light spiritual light instantly enveloped their entire bodies.

No matter how hard Yue Fengcheng tried to absorb the spiritual light, it was as indestructible as a solid wall of iron and steel, and was not affected at all. Seeing this, Yue Fengcheng's face changed drastically, and he was even more shocked. He never expected that his virtual thought skill would have no effect on the two of them.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Dingzhi mercilessly swung his sword. The sword light was like snow, carrying the force of a tidal wave and slashing towards Yuefeng City fiercely.

There was a loud "bang" as the sword landed firmly on Yue Fengcheng's body, splashing blood...

Yuefeng City suffered heavy damage. However, despite being in such a desperate situation, Yuefeng City's eyes not only did not show any fear or retreat, but instead became more ferocious and sharp.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the waves of pain, and suddenly leaped back, trying to distance himself from Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun. He arced through the air and landed heavily on the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

Unfortunately, fate always seems to like playing tricks on us. Yue Fengcheng had barely landed, barely had time to catch his breath, when he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill pierce his bones like a venomous snake, slicing through his body. Then, a piercing pain suddenly erupted in his chest.

Yue Fengcheng instinctively glanced down, realizing that Zhuo Yuean had suddenly appeared behind him. At that moment, the sword in Zhuo Yuean's hand was piercing deeply into his back, piercing straight through his chest. Blood flowed from the blade, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

Zhuo Yuean's face was as gloomy as water, and her expression was unusually cold. Her gaze was as cold and ruthless as the stars. He only heard her whisper, "Those who do evil will eventually perish!"

Yue Fengcheng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He stared intently at Zhuo Yuean, uttering a few words with difficulty: "You... actually attacked me... How despicable!"