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

Shen Yun Ning and the other two gathered around, and sat down to meditate, estimating that the number of people to be eliminated in the third round was almost up, so they did not plan to make any further moves.

"I haven't seen Senior Sister and the others yet," Gu Baiyi said, resting his chin on his hand.

"It'll be fine." Ye Wuxi smiled with relief. She relied more or less on her Azure Dragon talent, while Chu Jiangli relied entirely on himself and was probably even more elusive than her.

If you can't win an attack, you can always retreat.

As soon as they finished speaking, the space rippled, and Chu Jiangli led his people out, the four of them still bearing traces of flames.

"We were delayed by the Blood Phoenix, but it's good that everyone is alright," Chu Jiangli said helplessly.

"It really is true. Senior Sister, what do you think of its strength?" Ye Wuxi stroked her chin. The Phoenix Clan has many different species, and the Blood Phoenix is ​​a very powerful one.

"I am no match for her in a direct confrontation for the time being," Chu Jiangli pondered. If they were of the same level, it would be fine, but her cultivation was slightly lower, so it was unrealistic for her to defeat the Blood Phoenix, who possessed both physical strength and combat prowess.

As they were talking, their bodies suddenly flashed with a white light.

The Daoist platform outside the temple has completely disappeared, leaving only two hundred Daoist pillars arranged in sequence, without the distinction of eight or nine levels.

Ye Wuxi is still on the first pillar for the time being.

The two hundred people who advanced were temporarily ranked according to their previous rankings on the Dao Ranking, filling the vacancies in turn.

"The best-preserved remains are those at the Eastern Tombs, containing a total of fourteen people."

"With their ranking on the leaderboard, it's not surprising that they'll have an advantage, plus their excellent teamwork in the third round. However, most of them will still be eliminated outside the top 100."

As the crowd scanned those who had advanced, they all spoke up, saying that what would come next was entirely a test of one's own strength; having an advantage was possible, but not important.

Ye Wuxi looked around and spotted Li Jiukong among the people being eliminated under the Dao Pillar. At least he had survived.

"Congratulations everyone. The fourth round will directly determine the top 100 spots. The first place will fight against the second hundredth place, and so on. The winners will advance, and the losers will be eliminated. The rankings are fixed."

"Of course, those of you who have advanced are now disciples of the Dao Palace. I do not wish for any of you to perish. If you utter the words 'I concede' in this round, I will not take any more lives; otherwise, life or death will be disregarded."

"Adjust the time with one incense stick." Jiang Sheng's gentle voice rang out.

Everyone took a deep breath. Each of them had a chance to win one of the top 100, and none of them had any room for failure.

The top-ranked players in the first round of the rankings still have an advantage, and the strongest groups will not clash.

Fortunately, all I had to do was shout "I admit defeat," which was much better than the three-breath token, at least it could guarantee my safety to a large extent.

"The time has come, the fourth round begins." As Jiang Sheng's words rang out once more, a battle platform rose into the sky.

Ye Wuxi and Wang Yuan, ranked two hundredth, were simultaneously enveloped in white light and appeared on the battle stage.

Now, among the two hundred, there are no weaklings. Wang Yuan is a late bloomer, and although his ranking on the Dao Enlightenment List is not very high due to his late enlightenment, his cultivation is at its peak and his overall strength is indeed not weak.

"The Seal of the Heavenly King of No Sorrow." Wang Yuan clasped his hands together, took a sudden step, and Buddhist light, carrying the Sanskrit characters of No Sorrow, swept out, gathering into a huge, all-encompassing Buddhist seal, which slammed down towards Ye Wuxi.

The mantra of incompassion still echoes in the sky, cleansing the mind and soul. The Buddha's seal, like the hand of a heavenly king, carries the purifying sound and suppresses all the heavens.

"Break." Ye Wuxi's long hair flew wildly, and his body was also filled with golden light. The illusory image of the Immovable King appeared and rose behind him, and in an instant, nine more illusory images of the King rolled out.

The Ten Great Kings raised their hands and shattered the Heavenly King's hand. As she formed a hand seal and unleashed a powerful attack, it transformed into the Ten Directions Great Kings Golden Seal, which crashed down upon Wang Yuan.

"His Buddhist supernatural powers are exactly the same." Wang Yuan was shocked, and the onlookers were also shocked.

Previously, Ye Wuxi mainly used demonic supernatural powers and swordsmanship to fight his enemies. Now, when facing Wang Yuan, he also used Buddhist supernatural powers. Not only did he not fall behind, but he also strongly suppressed him.

"Those few seem to be from the same sect, and the powers they cultivate are all similar, which is quite rare." Someone else realized that Du'e and Gu Baiyi and the others had some of the same methods as Ye Wuxi.

Under the suppression of the ten Bright Kings and the bombardment of the Life and Death Dao Diagram, Wang Yuan's Buddha light continuously shattered.

"Amitabha, I have lost." Wang Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chanted.

"Thank you for your kind offer." Ye Wuxi stopped her attack and nodded slightly.

Although Wang Yuan's cultivation level was high, his Dao power was far weaker than hers. If he hadn't wanted to use this opportunity to hone his Buddhist supernatural abilities, he would have been defeated long ago.

In the second match, Chu Jiangli defeated 199 people in two moves, as expected.

In the third match, Baili Che and Song Xuesheng appeared on the battle stage at the same time.

"Snow and Thunder in Myriad Forms." Song Xuesheng, clad in golden imperial aura, unleashed wind, snow, and thunder in his palms, transforming them into myriad forms that surged forth and struck Baili Che first.

"Admit defeat, you're not good enough." Baili Che said with his hands behind his back, then suddenly stepped forward and uttered a single word: "Kill."

Suddenly, golden light shone from the sky, gathering into a terrifying killing force that crushed all attacks, and Song Xuesheng was also thrown away.

It was a complete crushing defeat; his cultivation and Dao power were both at their peak.

Song Xuesheng took a breath, admitted defeat, and retreated, his ranking settling at 198th.

With his strength, he should have been eliminated in the third round. He just wanted to personally test how powerful Baili Che's move was.

In the fourth match, it was Jingchen and Song Yurou's turn.

"Thousand Absolute Sword Formation." Song Yurou also wanted to try it, so she soared into the sky and unleashed a golden rainstorm towards Jing Chen.

The wind and rain gave rise to swords, their energy gathered into a formation, and a murderous aura surged forth.

"Amitabha, benefactor still needs to cultivate." Jingchen clasped his hands together, his body motionless, and his eyes suddenly turned golden, like the eyes of a great Buddha, seeing through all living beings.

A glint of golden words seemed to flash in the Buddha's eyes, and in an instant, his white monk's robe billowed without wind, and the rain and sword in the sky dispersed.

A string of Vajra mantras expanded and surged through the void, blasting Song Yurou away.

Song Yurou coughed up blood, admitted defeat, and returned to her place, which was fixed at 197th.

"Sigh..." The two siblings were eliminated first, and they couldn't help but look at each other, lower their eyes and sigh.

If they ranked higher on the ranking list, their final ranking would also be higher.

However, the specific rankings of these one hundred to two hundred are not important; they are merely for record-keeping and will only be useful once one becomes emperor or empress.

Next up was Qin Yuan. I secretly thought it was a pity; if he had gone first, Song Yurou would have had no chance to admit defeat.

Soon, Du'e, clad in the robes of the Great Sun Tathagata and wielding countless dragons and elephants in his hands, barely managed to win a battle beyond his level, thus securing his place among the top 100.

Gu Baiyi's destruction of the Demon River caused the world to darken and change color, securing the final victory and making it into the top 100.

However, Ying Zheng and the others were still a step below in cultivation level, and the opponents they encountered were even stronger, so they were all eliminated and stopped outside the top 100.

"As expected, cultivation level is the real difference."

"However, Dongling's performance in the top 100 is still outstanding," someone said.

Xiahou Jun also successfully advanced, bringing the total number of Dongling members in the top 100 to five, a truly remarkable achievement.

"It's alright, they'll catch up sooner or later," Chu Jiangli reassured everyone.

Their growth period is ultimately too short. They have only been in the Upper Realm for a few years. To be able to compete with the geniuses of hundreds of realms and to be among the top two hundred is already quite good. Judging from their potential, it is by no means a problem for any of them to enter the Heavenly Emperor's Palace in another dynasty.

"Senior sisters and senior brothers, Xi'er, it's up to you guys now." Ying Zheng smiled.

"I'm almost at my limit," Gu Baiyi said, unusually dejected.

"Me too." Du'er sighed slightly. If they had been given three more months, the final results would have been very different, but unfortunately they weren't.

"Let's try our best." Ye Wuxi and Chu Jiangli exchanged a glance. It seemed that the people behind them were all formidable opponents, none of whom were easy to deal with.