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

Ye Wuxi sensed the powerful sword and saber intent and couldn't help but look over.

The Heaven and Earth Sword Master Lin Zixuan and the Overlord Blade Master Shen Tuhao, the number one sword and blade masters among the young generation, arrived together.

Everyone was startled by the two powerful auras and looked over, but the two quickly withdrew their gazes and silently focused on Crescent Lake.

"It's certainly lively today." In a pavilion, Ji Chen, one of the main protagonists of the duel, who had arrived long ago, glanced at the mountain where Ye Wuxi and the others were and chuckled.

The other pavilions had long been occupied by people from the four imperial palaces. In addition to the two imperial lineages who had challenged each other, the high-ranking Martial King lineages of the White Emperor Palace and the Cloud Emperor Palace had also arrived.

The four imperial lineages looked at Ye Wuxi thoughtfully. They knew that he had entered the Imperial Realm and had now reappeared safely, which meant that someone had gained a lot, which was not a good thing for them.

On Crescent Lake, terrifying sword energy stirred up thousands of splashes of water. Dazzling sword beams swept across the lake, and those with low cultivation levels dared not look directly at the figures in the water.

"Linghu Yan is going to lose," Ye Wuxi said with a smile after glancing at him.

Linghu Yan was at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King realm, and his cultivation level was not much different from Duan Mo's. However, Duan Mo cultivated the Sword of Light, a truly dazzling and fast sword technique, leaving Linghu Yan with no room to utilize his dual-sword style.

"If Junior Brother can lose like this, Master will be furious," Nan Nian said with a smile.

Zhong Xuexin and Zhan Chenyue, who were standing to the side, exchanged a glance after hearing what the two were saying. In the eyes of the disciples of the Wine House, fighting across levels seemed to be a very common thing.

At this moment, a terrifying stream of sword energy ripped through the void, and then Linghu Yan's body flew backward, his white robe covered with regular sword marks.

"Linghu Yan was defeated far too quickly..."

"The Sword Emperor's disciple truly lives up to his reputation. We didn't even get a clear look at his sword moves before the battle was over." Sighs rippled through the crowd.

Duan Mo returned to Ye Wuxi and the other person with a calm and collected demeanor, not even a single strand of his hair was out of place.

In fact, throughout the entire battle, Linghu Yan couldn't even touch his sleeve.

He was only slightly weaker in the tavern, but looking at the outside world, he considered himself a genius.

"Miss Ye, how about we go and have a battle first?" Zhong Xuexin asked impatiently.

"Please!" Seeing that the other two teams did not seem to be ready to fight, Ye Wuxi nodded.

The two, swords in hand, landed on opposite banks of Crescent Lake, their robes fluttering in the wind.

"The second-best swordsman among the youth can't possibly be defeated so quickly..." Seeing that the two were about to have a big battle, the crowd couldn't help but become more interested.

Ye Wuxi and Duan Mo are at the same cultivation level, but Zhong Xuexin's cultivation is higher than Linghu Yan's. She is at the eighth level of Martial King, so she should be able to make Ye Wuxi show some of her strength, right?

"A sword flies across a thousand rivers with frost." Zhong Xuexin stepped into the void, and frost and snow immediately filled the surroundings, covering the lake with a layer of frost and snow.

Frost flew as the sword rose, snow fell as the sword fell, and terrifying sword light skimmed across the lake's surface, piercing towards Ye Wuxi.

"A flick of the finger and a sword can destroy a thousand autumns." The killing sword aura swept wildly, Ye Wuxi's long hair flew, and he used his finger as a sword to shoot out a terrifying immortal killing sword.

The sword of death, immortal and indestructible, obliterates the sword light of snow, unleashing a storm of slaughter and death that shatters the frost and snow on the lake, splashing up thousands of waves.

Enveloped by the overwhelming force of slaughter, and with the terrifying will of death washing over her body, Zhong Xuexin's mouth gushed blood as she quickly retreated.

"The sword intent is immortal, it's quite special," Lin Zixuan murmured, gazing at the center of the lake.

Shen Tuhao nodded and said, "Indeed, the momentum is strong and the sword intent is enduring. The Sword Emperor's disciple still has some tricks up his sleeve."

"Slaying through snow and mist, cutting down all directions!" Zhong Xuexin unfurled her longsword, and a thick fog rolled in all directions, enveloping Ye Wuxi amidst the swirling snow.

Listening to the snow in the mist, questioning the sword in the snow, every inch of snow mist swirls up a terrifying sword, frantically tearing it apart.

All the people could see was a swirling mist and snow, with what appeared to be surging sword light, making it impossible to make out any figures.

"The cycle of a thousand autumns has come to an end!" Ye Wuxi took a step forward, and the aura of death rolled out, dispersing the thick fog and burying the flying snow.

The void transformed into a deathly inferno, with fierce winds rising everywhere. Terrifying, desolate sword light swept in like a whirlwind, as if to bury the ages.

The snow sword was instantly annihilated, and the immortal sword of death continued to bombard Zhong Xuexin.

Zhong Xuexin kept swinging her sword, but she couldn't extinguish the sword energy. Her protective Yuan Power shattered, and she was sent flying by the Death Sword.

"Miss Ye has won." Zhong Xuexin, her white robes stained with snow, leaned on her longsword and said with a wry smile.

"You flatter me." Ye Wuxi withdrew her sword stance. Now, the Death Profound Meaning followed up, combined with the Slaughter, Gold, and Immortality Profound Meanings, forming two new sword moves with considerable power, which were her new killing moves.

She now possesses numerous ultimate techniques, but more techniques are not necessarily better; they must be used perfectly. These three techniques are all primary killing techniques, and with the added blessing of immortality, their effects are clearly quite good.

"I'd also like to experience Miss Ye's skills." Zhan Chenyue landed on Crescent Lake, long sword in hand.

"Please!" Ye Wuxi hadn't been greatly exhausted from her battle with Zhong Xuexin, otherwise she wouldn't have survived. So she didn't refuse to continue the fight.

She also wanted to see this Wind and Thunder Blade.

Zhong Xuexin returned to the hilltop in despair. The title of "Sword Sect" now seemed more like a self-amusement of the people of Zhongzhou.

"Sword Dance Sweeps Across the Eight Desolations!" Zhan Chenyue's eyes flashed like lightning, thunder roared around her, a great wind swept through, and she slashed down with her sword.

In an instant, the void was shrouded in thunderclouds, and terrifying blade light surged upwards, shaped like lightning and carrying a terrifying gale, annihilating everything.

"Destroy!" Ye Wuxi's eyes were pitch black, and the demonic power around him surged. He stared directly at Zhan Chenyue's purple lightning eyes, unleashing a terrifying demonic intent of death that devoured the lightning.

The deathly aura swept across the sky, covering the thunderclouds, and terrifying, murderous sword energy raged and annihilated within it.

"So Junior Sister switched to this path first. No wonder I'm being told to follow Third Senior Sister's path." Duan Mo's lips twitched as he looked at Ye Wuxi, whose demonic power was now at its peak.

“Xi’er knows a lot.” Nan Nian remained calm and showed no surprise.

Duanmo looked at her calm demeanor and silently shook his head. "Alright, junior sister is right. I am indeed not suited for Buddhism."

Second Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Sister seem to have a detached mindset no matter what they face, and they rarely even frown. He hasn't reached that level yet.

The domineering will of death caused Zhan Chenyue's mind to tremble. The will of death was immortal and kept bombarding her, as if it wanted to crush her will.

Zhan Chenyue spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly looked away, gathering lightning to drive away the will of death. However, the terrifying Death Sword followed closely and blasted her away.

The long sword carved terrifying cracks in the ground. Zhan Chenyue steadied herself and, like lightning, soared into the sky.

"Wind and thunder shake the nine heavens!" With a step in mid-air, Zhan Chenyue's long hair danced, and with a soft shout, her long sword slashed down from the sky.

Thunder roared in the void, and sword energy surged in all directions, suppressing the deathly demonic energy. The sword light, like a thunder dragon, crashed down from the sky, moving with extreme speed, aiming to annihilate Ye Wuxi.

"Kill!" With a single word, Ye Wuxi unleashed a deadly aura. His blue robes fluttered, and deathly demonic energy gathered as he unleashed terrifying sword energy from his two fingers, soaring into the sky.

The light of thunder was once again engulfed by the demonic clouds of death, and the sword of annihilation was incredibly sharp, piercing straight through the dragon of blades and heading towards Zhan Chenyue.

The immortal sword descended, and a terrifying killing intent swept over Zhan Chenyue, sending her flying once again.

The Wind and Thunder Blade was also defeated.