The Emperor's Domineering Favor, the Evil Consort's Unparalleled Reign

Old Man Yan walked over, his face clearly showing anger, while Qi Chen followed behind him with some fear. When he saw his master being attacked by the two men, he couldn't help but look worried.

What if Old Man Yan isn't in Laoyue Town? Wang Mingjing is no match for Zhao Lei and Cui Yunfei. Given the perilous situation, Qi Chen couldn't fathom where his master got the courage. But how could Yan Zheng have disappeared during the battle of showing off his apprentices? He certainly wouldn't let go of such a golden opportunity to humiliate the various spiritual masters; he was merely observing from the shadows. Perhaps Wang Mingjing knew this about Yan Zheng, which is why he so readily agreed to Ying Li's request to stand up for Yao Fan.

Ying Li clearly saw a smile appear on Wang Mingjing's face after Old Man Yan and Qi Chen appeared. Even Ying Li didn't know when Qi Chen disappeared. Could it be that he went to invite his master? If that was the case, Ying Li couldn't help but feel a sense of extraordinary admiration for Wang Mingjing.

Despite Old Man Yan's personality—disregarding family and loving freedom—she wasn't angry or bothered. Instead, she tried every means to keep him by her side, truly a woman who dared to love and hate.

"What are you doing here?! You old man!" Cui Yunfei's face paled when he saw Yan Zheng suddenly appear. Ying Li also flew down from the second floor and stood beside his master. Cui Yunfei looked at Wang Mingjing, Yan Zheng, Ying Li, and the others opposite him, then glanced at Zhao Lei behind him. He suddenly lost his spirit. How was he supposed to fight now?

They've definitely been outmaneuvered by Wang Mingjing and Yan Zheng!

"Damn it, they're all bullying this old woman! Why am I here? If you want to fight or kill, go find that old bastard Zhao Lei. Touching this old woman is asking for death!" Yan Zheng held the wine pot, took a swig angrily, and looked Wang Mingjing and Ying Li up and down. Wang Mingjing had suffered some minor injuries, but his own disciple was fine, although his breathing was a little unstable.

Yan Zheng's expression hardened. He tossed the wine jug to Ying Li, who was standing nearby. A powerful burst of spiritual energy erupted from his body, instantly hardening his muscles and increasing his strength more than fivefold. His already formidable spiritual energy was now terrifying. A fierce wind howled, and a chilling aura seeped in. Yan Zheng's face turned cold as he looked at Cui Yunfei and Zhao Lei before him. He stomped his right foot on the ground and shot towards the two of them!

"Heavenly Thunder Technique?!"

Zhao Lei had heard Cui Yunfei describe his fight with Old Man Yan. At most, Yan Zheng could fight Cui Yunfei to a draw, both at the second level of the Spirit Master realm. But Yan Zheng immediately used the Heavenly Thunder Technique, a fourth-level martial art similar to Palm Fire!

Countless bolts of lightning suddenly appeared in Yan Zheng's palm and struck Zhao Lei and Cui Yunfei, carrying a bone-chilling cold and fierce attack power. The whole area was affected, dark clouds pressed down, and the temperature dropped several degrees. Ying Li saw that a layer of frost had formed on the bluestone road.

Her expression changed, and she looked up at Zhao Lei and Cui Yunfei. She saw that the two of them had gathered their spiritual energy together and used a strange move with their backhands. The palm shadows were numerous, and countless phantoms of spiritual energy struck towards the three of them!

Wang Mingjing pulled Ying Li behind him and stood with Old Man Yan, simultaneously using the Heavenly Thunder Technique to resist the attacks of the two opponents.

"Pah! You two are shameless! You can't beat them, so you resort to spiritual poison. Fine, I don't need to worry about our camaraderie anymore. Prepare to die!" Yan Zheng said coldly, stomping his right foot on the ground. A vortex of spiritual energy suddenly appeared in front of him and Wang Mingjing, with thunder rolling and lightning flashing incessantly in his palm!

With a loud "Boom!", as lightning flashed by, a terrifying black shadow appeared beside Yan Zheng and shot towards Zhao Lei and Cui Yunfei. At the same time, a terrifying black shadow also appeared beside Wang Mingjing. The two black shadows devoured each other, pounced on Zhao Lei and Cui Yunfei's bodies, and began to split and absorb the spiritual energy from them.

"It's the Spirit Guide of the Heavenly Gift of the Ghost Realm Asura Clan!" Nan Chuan's expression changed when he saw the Spirit Guides on Wang Mingjing and Yan Zheng fighting outside their bodies within the Bone Ring. "Although the Yellow-Robed Spirit Masters are abnormally powerful, the fact that they can actually offer the Spirit Guide of the Heavenly Gift of the Ghost Realm Asura Clan shows that this couple has been cultivating together for quite some time!"

“Dual cultivation? But Master is naturally free-spirited, so how could he be with Master Wang?” Ying Li asked doubtfully. The old man Yan in front of her clearly had a bad temper. Considering the conditions and tedium of dual cultivation for spiritual masters, she really couldn’t believe that her master had ever actually practiced dual cultivation with someone.

“They’re all people with stories to tell. Who can say for sure what kind of injuries they’ve suffered! Girl, watch closely. Pay close attention to your master Yan Zheng’s battle. Watch how he uses his spiritual techniques, how he controls his spiritual power, and even, if possible, how he commands his spirit beasts. Although in the end all his skills will be yours, watching in advance will prevent you from being caught off guard!” Nan Chuan said, his heart clenching. He hadn’t seen such an intense battle in a long time.

"Heaven-sent Spirit Guide! You!" Cui Yunfei was stunned. Back when he fought Yan Zheng, the Spirit Guide offered by the opponent was clearly an ordinary thing, but now, this kind of superior Spirit Guide... At the same time, he was shocked and activated his own Spirit Guide, chanting in the air and using spiritual power to form a spirit-dispelling array in front of him.

The Celestial Spirit Guide clashed with his Falcon Spirit Guide, and the Falcon Spirit Guide immediately fell into a disadvantageous position. On the other hand, Zhao Lei's side used the Flying Tiger Spirit Guide to fight against the Celestial Spirit Guide. Although the Flying Tiger Spirit Guide was not as precious or powerful as the Celestial Spirit Guide, it was in no way inferior to the Celestial Spirit Guide.

"This guy?" Cui Yunfei glanced at Zhao Lei, a wave of disappointment washing over him. Why were all these people so powerful?! He used to be one of the top ten spirit masters, but now he was the weakest among these four. How ironic!

Looking upstairs at his disciple Ma Yin, who was already bleeding from all seven orifices and on the verge of death from the spiritual pressure of the four spiritual masters' battle, Cui Yunfei glanced at his own disciple Zhao Qi, whose mouth was slightly bloodied, and Zhao Lei's disciple Yao Fan, whose face was purple but who was still holding on. Even more infuriating was that Wang Mingjing's disciple Qi Chen, and Yan Zheng's disciples Ying Li and Yi Bicheng, were completely unaffected, as if nothing had happened. Judging by the disciples, Cui Yunfei was undoubtedly the worst.

"What are you daydreaming about! Damn it, you can't even concentrate on the fight! Cui Yunfei, I've put up with you for too long. You stole my identity as a Spirit Master, then you beat up my apprentice and bullied my woman. If I let you go today, I'm afraid I, Yan Zheng, will have no face to live in this world!"

Yan Zheng's expression changed. He waved his hand to gather spiritual energy, and the domineering power of the Heavenly Gifted Spiritual Guide increased even more. He pressed against the back of the Falcon Spiritual Guide, gathered his palms together, and struck the back of the Falcon Spiritual Guide fiercely!

"Screech!" A heart-wrenching scream rang out. The Falcon Spirit swayed a few times, most of its brown feathers falling from its back. It collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, utterly exhausted and unable to fight any longer. The Celestial Spirit stepped on the Falcon Spirit's back. The Falcon Spirit groaned a few times, its body stiffening, and for a long while, it remained motionless, as if truly dead!

"Pfft!" Cui Yunfei spat out a mouthful of blood, staring incredulously at the Falcon Spirit Guide trampled underfoot by the Heavenly Gifted Spirit Guide. His face was deathly pale. "Impossible! My Spirit Guide can't be dead! That's the strongest Falcon Spirit Guide on the Spirit Realm Continent! How could it be dead?! Impossible!" Cui Yunfei stretched out his hands, trying to touch the Spirit Guide but ultimately couldn't reach it. His cloudy eyes were fixed on Yan Zheng. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

He slammed his right hand into the ground in front of him, and a blue ring suddenly appeared on his right hand. Upon closer inspection, the blue ring was quite different from the withered bone ring on Ying Li's hand. A line of small characters floated on the blue ring, like some important rune, deeply engraved in the blue light. Apart from the caster, no one else could detect it.

"The sun and moon coexist, day and night alternate, spiritual energy flows in reverse, like a phantom spirit beast!"

"It's Lan Qi. That old codger Cui Yunfei is about to summon his contracted spirit beast. It seems he's been pushed to the limit." Nan Chuan said urgently from within the Bone Ring, while simultaneously covering Ying Li's body with his spiritual power to prevent the spirit beast from accidentally injuring Ying Li upon its release.

Ying Li's expression changed, and her gaze towards Cui Yunfei became even more serious. For fifteen years, from childhood to adulthood, Ying Li had never seen a spirit beast. Although her grandfather, Ying Wuyou, was a third-stage Spirit Lord, strangely, she had never seen him with a contracted spirit beast. Even the other Spirit Lord-level family heads of Ye Ling City in Jin'an Kingdom—Ying Li had never seen or even heard of their spirit beasts. Now, a real spirit beast was about to appear before her; how could Ying Li not be shocked?!

"Roar!" A black spiritual energy came from the distant horizon. Cui Yunfei smiled and stared at Yan Zheng and Wang Mingjing. His face was full of ferocity. In the blink of an eye, a four-horned Qilin-like spirit beast appeared in front of everyone. It was jet black, with exaggerated features, and its body seemed to occupy half of the sky!

"Die, Yan Zheng!" Cui Yunfei shouted, striking the blue ring on the forehead of the spirit beast with his right hand. The power of the contract took effect, and the spirit beast roared at Yan Zheng and the others!

"The Crimson Peak Spirit Beast!" Yan Zheng sneered, pulling Wang Mingjing behind her. Wang Mingjing withdrew the Heavenly Gift Spirit Guide and looked at the approaching Crimson Peak Spirit Beast. Her brows furrowed. Cui Yunfei was forcing them to release the spirit beast, but if that happened, Laoyue Town in Feng'an Kingdom would be reduced to scorched earth—something she didn't want. Those unarmed civilians would have no chance to escape and would have lost their lives in vain!

"Yan Zheng, don't..." Before Wang Mingjing could finish his sentence, Yan Zheng's face turned cold. "You dare to touch my woman? Since you don't care about the spirit beast, I'll grant your wish!"

Having said that, Yan Zheng's blue spirit-gathering ring appeared on the opponent's right hand. "Roar!" Another spirit beast roared, and at that moment, a golden auspicious cloud rushed in from the horizon. "A Crimson Spirit Beast?!"

For some reason, Ying Li suddenly shouted, and sure enough, after the golden light disappeared, a huge golden-red spirit beast appeared in front of everyone. A tear slid down Ying Li's cheek for no reason, as if he suddenly remembered his father, whom he had never met, who died under the claws of the red spirit beast. Ying Li looked at the red spirit beast passing over his head and felt what awe was for the first time. A feeling of oppression and suffocation arose spontaneously.

She was indifferent, yet she was subservient.