All beasts submit, and the peerless imperial princess is about to defy the heavens!

So the four of them continued cultivating until the flying magical artifact stopped outside Hengyang City.

Feng Ning put away the flying spirit artifact, and the group prepared to go inside.

The city of Hengyang before them now looked more like a ghost town, filled with eerie and sinister energy.

They had never been here before, but they couldn't possibly be unaware of how prosperous the cities of the mortal world were.

Looking at Hengyang City now, anyone could see that there was something wrong with it.

"Pretty lady, don't you feel there's a kind of unsettling atmosphere here?"

Feng Ning nodded. "Yes, this aura should be coming from Hengyang City. This feeling seems to be... resentment."

Everyone gasped.

Duan Menghua suddenly realized, "Resentment? No wonder this place is so gloomy."

"But why is there so much resentment here?" Liu Yuanxiu asked in confusion.

Yao Feibai's expression darkened slightly. "Most resentment comes from the unjustly deceased. The sheer amount of resentment here is probably not simple."

Feng Ning agreed wholeheartedly, "Let's be careful and try our best to protect ourselves."

Everyone nodded and entered the city.

As soon as I stepped inside, I sensed the pervasive resentment throughout the city.

Duan Menghua shuddered. "So much resentment, how great must this injustice be?"

He immediately drew his nine-section whip, and the others also took out their weapons in preparation for a timely response.

It was very quiet when we first entered the city, but after walking for about fifteen minutes, we gradually started to hear sounds around us.

There were footsteps, laughter, and crying sounds, which sounded eerie and terrifying, making everyone's hair stand on end.

No one dared to act rashly and could only proceed cautiously. Suddenly, Duan Menghua quickened her pace and rushed forward.

Feng Ning was startled and pulled the person back, "Watch out!"

Before them stood a black skeleton, its gaping maw agape as it charged toward them.

They were just one step away from biting off Duan Menghua's head!

Liu Yuanxiu was startled and hurriedly took out his spear, forcing the skeleton back a few steps with a single thrust.

Yao Feibai immediately drew his sword and stood behind them, shielding them.

Feng Ning was still holding Duan Menghua's arm, but Duan Menghua didn't move.

Just as Feng Ning realized something was wrong, she saw Duan Menghua turn around.

His eyes were vacant and lifeless, and a strange smile lingered at the corners of his mouth.

Feng Ning slapped her on the head and yelled, "Wake up!"

"Ah! It hurts!"

Duan Menghua rubbed her head, looked up, and still looked confused. "What's wrong? Did you hit me?"

Feng Ning was speechless. "No, that's your hallucination."

Duan Menghua rubbed her head, her eyes still filled with doubt.

The other two people who heard their conversation also turned around and glanced back.

They didn't notice anything amiss with Duan Menghua; they were simply looking around warily.

Feng Ning whispered, "Be careful, there seems to be something here that can control people's minds. Duan Menghua was controlled just now."

Duan Menghua suddenly shuddered. "Was I just controlled?"

"Otherwise, why did you shove your head into someone's mouth just now? Did you not want your head anymore?"

Duan Menghua pouted, "I told you you hit me just now, but you still won't admit it."

Feng Ning chuckled, "If I don't hit you, you'll have to offer your head up again."

Duan Menghua nodded. "Alright, I'll forgive you this time, but don't hit me in the head next time."

Then, everyone became tense again.

Yao Feibai said, "No, we can't stay here any longer. Otherwise, if we run out of spiritual energy, we'll be the ones who die."

"Pretty sister, please think of a solution quickly."

Feng Ning had been observing her surroundings, and as they spoke, her expression relaxed a little. "Don't worry, I've found a breakthrough."

He then said, "I'll tell you the location, you're in charge of attacking, follow me."

So the four of them stood facing each other, one in front, one behind, one in the left, and one in the right.

"Due east!"

Yao Feibai slashed out with his sword, the sword energy sweeping out with overwhelming force.

A piercing scream rang out, and a wisp of black mist dissipated there.

"Continue to go."

Feng Ning walked at the front, observing the surroundings and leading the way.

A moment later, "South!"

Liu Yuanxiu's spear pierced the sky, shooting straight towards the front with a whoosh.

Another scream rang out, followed by the dissipation of the black mist.

Before they had even stopped, Feng Ning immediately shouted, "West! Quickly!"

Duan Menghua lashed out with the whip without the slightest hesitation.

When the whip hit that thing, you could even hear crackling sounds, and the screams became even more shrill.

"Come with me."

Afterwards, the group kept an eye on their surroundings, while Feng Ning led the way, cutting down any obstacle in their path.

Then many more skulls attacked from the front, as if trying to stop their advance, one after another.

Feng Ning sneered, "Yin Ling, go!"

Silver Spirit flew forward swiftly, piercing through many black wisps with a single sword strike.

"Marquis Xinting! Gongbu! Go!"

Marquis Xinting is the sword of justice, the best at suppressing such evil spirits. No matter what kind of resentment or ghostly aura you have, they are all trash.

Gongbu is the sword of kings and tyrants; nothing can arrogantly bully its master in front of it, it will not allow it!

Three swords whizzed through the air, each one more powerful and each attack more ferocious than the last.

Yao Feibai glanced back at the scene and was immediately astonished.

Can she control the sword to fight on its own?

How powerful must these magical artifacts be? Could it be that her three swords already possess sword spirits?

Only swords that generate sword spirits are this powerful and can fight on their own.

He gave a wry smile. No wonder he couldn't beat them. His opponent was so strong; what were his little tricks compared to that?

But he became even more determined to cultivate himself properly.

With such strong opponents, how could he face himself if he didn't give it his all?

With three swords at the start, the pressure on the others was somewhat reduced.

Feng Ning led them directly in one direction.

That's the only place where we can break through.

Regardless of any conspiracy, they had no choice but to go that way.

Feng Ning took out the Shadow Blade, swung it, and used her strongest move to slash at the enemy.

With a whoosh, something was opened up, revealing a bright and open space ahead.

"Get in quickly!"

Feng Ning and the other two went inside and immediately covered the rear, setting up an array behind them to block the opening again before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

However, before he could fully relax, he suddenly sensed a powerful killing intent sweeping over him from behind.

It came straight at the four of them, as if it wanted to tear them apart.

"Uncle Lin, wait a minute, I know them!"