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

The group consisted mainly of people from various major powers in Zhongzhou. Ye Wuxi and her two companions from Qingzhou stood out in the group, appearing quite ordinary, and almost no one recognized them.

"The Mu family, Mu Yu and Mu Hao."

Soon, it was the turn of the two groups of extraordinary figures in front of Ye Wuxi and his companions. The old man in charge of registration handed out a gold invitation and a purple invitation respectively. Although they were from the same faction, the treatment they received was quite different.

"It probably also depends on their cultivation level." Ye Wuxi glanced at the list of forces in Zhongzhou, which were known as the Four Emperor Palaces, the Three Families, and the Two Great Sects.

The Mu family is a renowned weapon-refining family in Zhongzhou. Mu Yu, who is in front, is a high-level Martial King, while Mu Hao is only a mid-level Martial King. Only those with gold ingots can enter the inner hall to attend the banquet, but obviously, there are limited seats available.

The other posters could only sit in different areas outside, but Ye Wuxi didn't mind. It would be a while before Bai Tong invited him, and he was just here to join in the fun and get to know the prodigies of Zhongzhou.

"Blood Luo Sect, Xiang Meng, Lai Dong."

Two people stepped forward and announced their names. Ye Wuxi nodded secretly. The two major sects in Zhongzhou were the Blood Luo Sect and the Free and Unfettered Sect, and the Blood Luo Sect was known for its killing and ruthlessness.

The two people in front of me exuded an extremely strong aura of killing intent, and their profound understanding of slaughter was clearly not low. They were probably not ordinary people in the Blood Luo Sect.

"Ye Wuxi of the Green Wood Holy Sect, Xia Qingzhu of the Azure Spirit Palace, and Yao Qianfeng of the Heavenly Demon Sect," Ye Wuxi stepped forward and spoke.

The elderly man registering nodded and was about to take out three different invitation cards when the old woman next to him handed over three gold invitation cards first and said with a smile, "Miss has been waiting for the three young friends. Please come to the inner hall."

"So it was them." The crowd behind exclaimed in surprise. "But even the Fifth Killer only got a purple token. These three have impressive titles and are only mid-level Martial Kings, yet they all got gold tokens."

After the duel in Dongzhou, Ye Wuxi, Xia Qingzhu, and the Heavenly Demon Sect became well-known throughout Zhongzhou, but few people knew what they looked like.

Xiang Meng and Lai Dong, who were about to enter, stopped and looked at Ye Wuxi and the other two.

"So you are Ye Wuxi. I've heard you're skilled in the Sword of Slaughter. I wonder if that's true."

Lai Dong, known as the Fifth Killer, was somewhat dissatisfied with the treatment in the post. He was at the peak of the sixth level of Martial King, which was much higher than Ye Wuxi's three fourth level cultivators.

"So what if it is?" Ye Wuxi said lazily.

"Take my punch!" Lai Dong snorted coldly, his body radiating a fierce, blood-red aura of slaughter as he unleashed a terrifying blood fist towards Ye Wuxi.

"Great Demonic Seal of Slaughter!" Ye Wuxi neither dodged nor evaded, his palm surging with demonic fire, gathering Yuan power and the power of the Four Symbols, and fiercely met the attack with a palm strike.

The opponent's level of the ultimate killing technique was indeed higher than hers, but she possessed more than just this one technique.

The black hand, which combined the four great mysteries of slaughter, death, metal, and fire with demonic flames, instantly annihilated the blood-red fist imprint.

Lai Dong was knocked back a few steps, his face darkened, and he was about to mobilize his Yuan Power to attack again.

"Today is the birthday of the Heavenly Phoenix King. It is not appropriate for you young friends to fight here. Why don't you go inside first?" the old woman in charge of registration interrupted.

Lai Dong had no choice but to give up for the time being and went in first with Xiang Meng.

“Having too much fame isn’t always a good thing,” Xia Qingzhu smiled.

“That’s right…” Ye Wuxi shook her head speechlessly. Coming to join in the fun only made her hated.

“However, Wuxi’s palm technique looks more like that of a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect,” Yao Qianfeng said with a smile.

"How about you give me the position of young sect leader?" Ye Wuxi raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"You actually like this?"

"By the way, how is Xiaoyu?" Ye Wuxi suddenly remembered to ask him.

“Senior Youhuang values ​​her highly, and her cultivation is progressing very quickly,” Yao Qianfeng nodded.

Following the directions, the three passed through a series of long corridors and ancient pavilions, where fine wines and delicacies were displayed everywhere, all imbued with spiritual energy and extraordinary in nature.

There were countless Martial King experts. After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at the inner hall where the banquet was being held. This area, the second largest guest area, was where young Martial King prodigies from various forces gathered.

A group of three or five people gathered together, all of whom were obviously old acquaintances, making Ye Wuxi and his two companions seem somewhat out of place.

"It's quite lively." Ye Wuxi even spotted a few familiar figures among them, including Sikong Zhuo and Yin Yuxi.

Some of the high-ranking Martial King prodigies who had previously been ahead of them and received the gold invitations had not yet entered the inner hall.

"It's you guys!" Yin Yuxi looked at Ye Wuxi and the others, somewhat surprised.

"Long time no see," Ye Wuxi greeted her with a smile.

"Who are these people, Yu Xi and the others?" asked a young man in red robes with a good aura standing next to Yin Yu Xi.

"Nobody." Yin Yuxi didn't really want to talk to him and replied coldly, no longer looking at Ye Wuxi and the others.

Ye Wuxi shrugged, not intending to linger, and the three of them headed towards the inner hall together.

"Where are you two beauties going? The inner palace is not a place that a fourth-level Martial King can enter." The young man in red stepped in front of them, staring straight at Ye Wuxi and Xia Qingzhu with a wicked smile.

Yao Qianfeng touched his nose and silently took a step back, as if he could see the tragic state of the red-clad youth in the next second.

At this moment, Ye Wuxi's eyes turned pitch black as he stared back into the eyes of the young man in red.

boom!

The young man in red felt a terrifying, demonic will of death about to devour him. Just as he was about to break free and look away, a large black hand suddenly descended, carrying an aura of slaughter and death.

"You!" Before the young man in red could resist, he was thrown away and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master Yan of the Free and Unfettered Sect was actually sent flying by a single palm strike!" Many prodigies looked over in surprise.

Yin Yuxi twitched her lips. Xi Yan was a sixth-level Martial King at the peak, and he was not an unknown figure in the Xiaoyao Sect. It was a pity that he had chosen the wrong person.

She couldn't help but admire Xi Yan's courage in daring to provoke Ye Wuxi.

Ye Wuxi calmly withdrew her hand. She had already guessed the identity of the red-robed youth, and listening to the surrounding voices, she was indeed a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The Free and Unfettered Sect is famous for its Free and Unfettered Divine Skill, but she felt it was more like a high-level version of the Joyful Union Sect, and she just couldn't bring herself to like it.

"Destroy!" Xi Yan roared angrily, rising to his feet. At the same time, his eyes turned deep as he stared at Ye Wuxi, seemingly capable of captivating the soul.

Instantly, a roaring sound echoed in the void, carrying a terrifying, soul-capturing power, and a dreadful storm surged forth, attacking Ye Wuxi.

"Fool." Ye Wuxi, who was about to leave, uttered two words without thinking. The Death Demon Eye bloomed again, and terrifying sword energy emanated from his body, completely unaffected by the Soul-Seizing Eye.

The killing sword energy roared out, instantly annihilating the materialized sonic attack, and then continued to bombard Xi Yan relentlessly.

Xi Yan's face stiffened, his Yuan Power erupted wildly, and his body retreated continuously, unleashing terrifying illusory palm strikes, but they were pale and powerless.

His palm strikes were repeatedly shattered by the sword energy. Finally, he could no longer hold on and was sent flying backward again, spitting out blood.

"Wu Xi, you arrived in the capital city long ago, why didn't you let anyone inform you? Please come into the palace quickly."

At this moment, a voice came from the inner hall, and a beautiful woman in red walked out and came to Ye Wuxi's side with a smile.

The people outside the main hall were no strangers to this woman in red; she was Bai Tong, who had recently been born with the imperial bloodline.

Hearing her call out the name, everyone realized that it was the Saintess of Green Wood, Ye Wuxi, who had sent Xi Yan flying. That made it no surprise.