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

The two switched places, with Ye Wuxi temporarily ranking fifth and Ling Qingcheng returning to her original seventh position.

“Pei Zhou’s current record is not impressive. He lost to Ling Qingcheng, which is equivalent to losing to Ji Nanyan and Ye Wuxi. He will probably be the second person to be eliminated.”

“Meng Ruoyao has no wins yet and needs a match to prove herself. Chu Jiangli and Baili Che are good choices.”

"As for Ling Qingcheng, she can first settle the score with Qin Yuan, or go and test Jing Chen's strength."

All nine people inside were recovering, while those outside couldn't help but speculate about the direction of the upcoming battle. At this point, no one wanted to be eliminated easily; they all wanted to fight a couple more battles.

“Let’s fight.” Next, Meng Ruoyao took the initiative and approached Baili Che.

“You are no match for me,” Baili Che said calmly.

"How will you know if you don't try?" As soon as Meng Ruoyao finished speaking, the world changed instantly. The Snow King stepped into the heavens, the cold wind howled and the snow fell heavily, and the stark white bones turned into blades of light.

"Break." With a single word, Baili Che gathered the supreme Confucian energy of heaven and earth, rewriting the history of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and burying the snow and the myriad blades.

"Miss Ye, let's have a fight." During their battle, Pei Zhou suddenly walked towards Ye Wuxi.

"Why did he challenge Ye Wuxi? He's not playing by the rules."

"However, although he lost to Ling Qingcheng, he may not necessarily lose to Ye Wuxi."

There was surprise in everyone's eyes, but nowadays there are basically no one-sided battles. Everyone has different strengths and weaknesses, and the outcome may be different for different people fighting each other.

"Please." Ye Wuxi nodded slightly, letting him make the first move.

"Ten thousand soldiers arrayed, trampling mountains and rivers." Nine divine weapon diagrams hung behind Pei Zhou's head. He held the Fierce Weapon Carving Technique in his hand, and in an instant, ten thousand soldiers rushed and roared in the heavens and earth, forming layers of military formations to fight out.

Each layer of military formation was a royal army, and Sendai seemed to have truly transformed into a battlefield, with thousands of royal troops roaring and charging, their momentum soaring to the sky and their power swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Interesting." A strange light flashed in Ye Wuxi's eyes. His Demon Burial Domain expanded outwards, and nine phantoms of killing, death, and immortal demon kings rose behind him, evolving into countless demon generals that trampled in the void and rushed towards the killing soldiers.

She had acquired the secret art of controlling troops, but she had hardly ever used it, and compared to Pei Zhou's, it was far inferior.

As the void demons clashed, their terrifying battle intent caused fine lines to appear in the void, as if it were about to crack.

Meanwhile, the outcome on the other side had already been decided. Meng Ruoyao lost another round, her body stained with blood as she retreated to catch her breath.

"Bai Li Che has never been defeated so far, and his position is unshakeable."

"If Pei Zhou has no other means, he will have to stop here and suffer another defeat."

Everyone turned their attention to the only battle, and in the end, the demon king general conceived by the Holy Law was superior, and the army and generals' battle formation collapsed and were annihilated.

"I have one last move, Miss Ye, please be careful." Pei Zhou stepped back and gave a friendly reminder. Then, his entire body was covered with military patterns, as if the patterns of the Great Dao were engraved in his blood.

As the weapon patterns burned, his aura surged wildly, and the nine weapon diagrams behind him suddenly merged into one, transforming into a phantom of a King of Soldiers that kept rising higher and higher, its shadow reaching the sky as if it were a Saint of Soldiers.

A vast and mighty pressure spread across heaven and earth, the military might shattered the nine heavens, and the void demon generals were all crushed.

"Previous speculation was wrong. This child is not of ordinary military lineage, but possesses extremely powerful holy blood, the bloodline of the Sage of War."

"However, judging from its appearance, its bloodline seems to be sealed and not fully awakened, so it cannot be easily used."

"No wonder. Otherwise, this kid would definitely be a contender for the top three in strength."

"I never expected him to choose to use this against Ye Wuxi. The outcome of this battle is hard to predict."

The crowd gasped in surprise. They knew that Pei Zhou possessed the bloodline of a military strategist, but bloodlines varied in strength. Pei Zhou's current display far surpassed that of an emperor's bloodline, and even that of an ordinary saint.

"Why save all your ultimate moves for me? That's not quite right." Ye Wuxi's blood surged, extinguishing the holy might, and he said with a hint of speechlessness.

She recovered quickly, but she couldn't withstand the relentless attacks coming at her one after another.

Pei Zhou's final move was clearly something he hadn't used against Ling Qingcheng or in their previous battles.

"The recovery time is too short, enough to last only once. Of course, it should be reserved for those I consider strong." Pei Zhou said with a smile, his body rolling and his phantom image of the Sage of War covering the sky behind him.

In an instant, the myriad soldiers manifested as spirits, and the four kings and seventy-two generals of the soldier spirits rushed out, their killing might covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

The divine weapons within the disciples' rings couldn't resist rushing out to serve him.

The void seemed to have transformed into a training ground for military strategists. When the spirit of the soldier was enraged, the heavens and earth trembled, and the power of battle was unstoppable, threatening to crush Ye Wuxi into dust.

"Thank you." Ye Wuxi's voice fell, his body turned as black as ink, his eyes and clothes turned into darkness, and behind him, one hundred and eight phantom images of demon kings rose up in overlapping layers.

The might of slaughter and death pierced the heavens, immortal and indestructible, breaking through the blockade of the weapon spirit.

"Demon Gate Sealing Seal, destroy!" As she pressed down with her palm, the demon kings around her raised their hands in unison, and the demonic chains rushed and connected, gathering all the killing and death energy of heaven and earth, transforming into a terrifying dark portal.

The Gate of Darkness hangs in the sky, bound by chains of Netherworld Demonic Patterns, like a bottomless abyss of death.

The Demonic Sect sealed and devoured the heavens, causing the entire battle arena to tremble as if it were about to sink. Even the shadow of the Sage of War and the spirit of ten thousand weapons were to be sealed and buried in darkness.

"This is a powerful holy technique, and Ye Wuxi also has a secret move that he has never used."

"To comprehend the sacred law to this extent at the Emperor Realm level shows extraordinary comprehension."

Everyone was startled. Few of the realm lords present had mastered the sacred laws. Even though they all came from the Dao Palace, the supreme sacred laws were not something that just anyone could come into contact with. Becoming a saint was difficult, and the sacred laws were even more difficult to find and cultivate.

Although Ye Wuxi's sword techniques were powerful, they all belonged to the category of Emperor-level techniques.

The might of heaven and earth vanished, leaving only a dark vortex.

"I have lost." A soft sigh escaped, and the two figures were revealed. Pei Zhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the weapon patterns on his body had all faded away, along with the sharpness that had been hidden all along.

“If you leave it for someone else to fight, there might be hope,” Ye Wuxi said calmly.

The Star Tower actually bought them a lot of time to cultivate. The reason why her cultivation level was delayed until after the Daoist temple was because she spent most of her time comprehending the sacred laws.

The Buddha's final control and many insights were imprinted in her body, making her cultivation twice as effective.

"My strength has stopped here. Moving up one or two places in the rankings doesn't mean much. I might as well fight those I want to fight." Pei Zhou smiled and decisively activated his token to appear outside, fixing his ranking at ninth.

Ye Wuxi sat down to regulate her breathing, and the surroundings were quiet for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Baili Che suddenly looked at Qin Yuan, and Meng Ruoyao and Ling Qingcheng said, "None of you three have won yet. Why don't you have a competition first? Whoever can beat Qin Yuan can then challenge others. We'll decide the top six first."

"Why should I listen to your arrangements?" Qin Yuan, now fully recovered, immediately snorted coldly.

Bai Liche's words clearly implied that he believed Bai Liche's strength was insufficient to rank him in the top five, and that he was being used as a goalkeeper.

"Whatever you want," Baili Che said indifferently, then closed his eyes.