Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

"I doubt it can be broken."

"This Savage Blood Seal is not as destructive as the Killing Sword."

People from all four states hoped that Monk Wangkong would win and turn the tide.

Soon, the blood-red clouds in the void dissipated, and the radiance on Wang Kong's body dimmed considerably, but it still remained.

Yunlin felt his blood surging, somewhat incredulous.

"Diamond Fist." Wang Kong didn't give him a chance to react. He stepped forward and instantly appeared in front of him. Golden light gathered at the tip of his fist, and he threw a punch.

The fist's force was like a diamond, and the terrifying shockwave spread out, threatening to crush the void. Yun Lin's protective Yuan Power shattered, and he was sent flying backward.

"Let's stop fighting." Yun Lin coughed twice and said. Unless he used a divine weapon, but Wang Kong, as a Buddhist disciple, obviously couldn't be without an imperial weapon.

"This battle can be considered a draw," Wang Kong said calmly.

"As long as the master is happy." Yun Lin's eye twitched, and he returned to the teahouse.

He still had the strength to fight, but fighting Wang Kong left him powerless. No matter how he fought, the monk acted as if nothing had happened, which was boring.

"Brother Yun, you..." Yun Lin failed to overwhelm the newly crowned monk, causing Ji Ningyin and the others to frown.

"You can give it a try," Yunlin said casually, taking a sip of tea.

"Who is the Great Sun Flame Body? Come out and fight!" Bai Yifan thought for a moment, then instead of attacking Wang Kong, he landed on the battle platform, scanned the area, and spoke.

Pang Tianchen stepped onto the platform with a gloomy expression.

Bai Yifan produced an ancient staff in his hand, making no attempt to hide it, "It's the worst weapon I've ever used, you don't mind, do you?"

After he became king, he no longer needed royal weapons. This ancient staff was designed to complement the Mountain and River Breaking Heaven Staff Technique; it was of low quality, just an ordinary low-grade royal weapon.

He hadn't even had a chance to use his thirteen-style staff techniques while being surrounded by three people, and now he desperately needed a victory.

"Your Highness, please." Pang Tianchen said, a crimson-gold spear appearing in his hand.

Soon, Pang Tianchen's solar sea was pressed down by the terrifying landscape painting, making it hard for him to breathe.

Bai Yifan, wielding the Heaven-Shattering Staff and imbued with the power of mountains and rivers, slammed it down on Pang Tianchen.

In the void, the shadows of the staff stretched across the sky. The Crimson Gold Spear was forced to retreat step by step. Pang Tianchen's cultivation level dropped by two levels, and he could no longer hold on. He was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

The shadow of the stick did not disappear; Bai Yifan clearly intended to complete the thirteen-stick technique before stopping.

"Serves him right, he really deserves it," Ye Wuxi said gloatingly.

"The Thirteen Heaven-Breaking Strikes are quite powerful."

"The Crimson Sky Saint has no victories."

Xia Qingzhu and Yao Qianfeng both exclaimed in admiration.

Of course, it's not that the Crimson Heaven Saint is weak, but rather that those who challenge him are all very strong. However, after this tea party, the power of the Great Sun Flame Body will probably be completely gone.

Looking at the pitiful Pang Tianchen on the ground, Bai Yifan returned to the teahouse with satisfaction.

The people from the Crimson Sky Holy Land could no longer stay, and the group quickly retreated from Green Luo Mountain, without anyone stopping them.

Staying any longer would only result in two more defeats, which would be pointless. Pang Tianchen only regretted not leaving sooner.

"Immortal Spirit Ancient Body, come and fight!" Ji Ningyin then floated onto the platform and spoke.

"Please." Murong Qingge's eyes were calm as she rose into the air, activating her Saintly Immortal Qi to raise her cultivation to the third level of Martial King, the same as Ji Ningyin.

The ethereal spiritual energy surged, and a patch of ethereal spiritual earth enveloped Ji Ningyin. Endless giant ethereal spiritual hands materialized and reached out to grab her, clearly indicating an intention to end the battle quickly.

"Destroy." Ji Ningyin's long hair danced, and golden ancient energy surged around her, making her seem as if she were wearing a layer of golden armor. Her fighting spirit soared to the sky, far exceeding the third level of the Martial King realm.

The golden ancient energy scattered and shattered the immortal soil, while the golden seal rapidly gathered and instantly crushed the giant immortal hand.

She then swept her hands together, and a huge "war" character appeared in the void, carrying terrifying killing power, and blasted towards Murong Qingge.

"Ji Ningyin does have the right to be arrogant; the golden ancient energy contained in her bloodline can directly amplify her combat power."

"Murong Qingge has met her match. She increased her cultivation, but the other party increased their combat power and still has the upper hand over her."

Ye Wuxi exclaimed in surprise. In the battle between Wang Kong and Murong Qingge, the monk won by using tricks, but in this battle, Murong Qingge would probably be defeated head-on.

The pressure of the imperial lineage was useless against those with special bloodlines and physiques. Bai Yifan and Yun Lin were quite strong, but against Wang Kong and Pang Tianchen, they relied more on the difference in cultivation level. In a real comparison, they were probably not as strong as Ji Ningyin.

"It seems that the Wind Empress is probably going to challenge you," Yao Qianfeng said, changing the subject.

"Why?" Ye Wuxi asked, puzzled. Since the appearance of the imperial palace servants, Feng Qingyu seemed to be the only one who hadn't spoken to her, and her provocation wasn't directed at her.

"It seems your senior sister had some unpleasantness with the Wind Emperor Palace before," Xia Qingzhu said with a light laugh, suddenly remembering something.

"Hmm? There's such a thing? Tell me about it." Ye Wuxi became a little interested. These two had been in Qingzhou longer than her, so it was normal for them to know more. She didn't even know that her senior sister had a grudge against the Fengdi Palace.

"I heard that when your senior sister was traveling in the Central Plains for training, the previous generation's Wind Emperor's son was rejected and, in a fit of rage, led the people of the Imperial Palace to ambush your senior sister."

"That night, the bright moon hung in the sky, and blood flowed like a river. Your senior sister, at the third level of the Martial King realm, killed the fifth level of the Martial King Emperor's son and dozens of people from the Wind Emperor Palace. From then on, she also gained the name 'Do not ask about the boundless river, for the departing person is with the wind and moon in the nine heavens.'"

"The extraordinary phenomenon of the Wind Emperor's bloodline is the bright moon. Before his death, he even told your senior sister, 'How dare the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the moon?'"

"It's a pity that his arrogant words became his last words. He was a firefly, while your senior sister was the bright moon," Yao Qianfeng said leisurely.

"Then how did Senior Sister get out of Zhongzhou?" Ye Wuxi scratched his head. No wonder Senior Sister seemed to know a lot about the Imperial Palace, but it probably wouldn't be easy for her to get out of Zhongzhou after killing the Emperor's son.

At that time, the tavern should already have the second senior brother and the third senior sister, but their cultivation levels were still very weak. If they were to suddenly decide to kill, their master probably wouldn't be able to arrive easily.

"Senior Sister Chu is proficient in the mysteries of space. Even the Imperial Palace Martial Kings, who pursued her for thousands of miles, could hardly find her. Instead, it spurred her to reach a higher level of cultivation and she killed many people in return."

"Then the two emperors tried to capture Senior Sister Chu and cripple her cultivation, but the Sword Emperor arrived in time and killed many, leaving corpses strewn across the field. In the end, the two emperors perished, and the Sword Emperor successfully returned to Qingzhou with Senior Sister Chu."

"The names of Chu Jiangli and the Sword Emperor resounded throughout the Central Plains."

Ye Wuxi couldn't help but sigh. The hardships of escaping thousands of miles under the siege of the Imperial Palace and the Martial King were unimaginable. She couldn't have done it.

"Breaking through the clouds and piercing the sun, a myriad of energies surge forth; holy light clears the path and shoots down the heavenly wolf!"

At this moment, Ji Ningyin shouted loudly, and golden ancient energy surged forth, with terrifying golden arrows blooming from her body.

Golden light cleared the way, arrows shot towards the heavenly wolf, and countless golden arrows completely engulfed the immortal energy, charging towards Murong Qingge.

The illusory image of the Holy Immortal behind Murong Qingge and the protective immortal barrier shattered with a crash, sending her flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You win." Murong Qingge coughed twice and quickly returned to the teahouse.

"Too strong, even the Immortal Spirit Ancient Body is no match for it."

"Only the Wind Emperor's Daughter remains to be attacked."

"If we lose again, the Four States Tea Party will lose all face."

The crowd sighed softly.

Feng Qingyu held her teacup, lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then flew onto the battle stage and said, "Saintess Qingmu, come and fight."