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

They have already exhausted too much effort in order to resurrect their ancestors, and many important bloodlines and even Emperor-level beings in the clan have been sacrificed.

Now everything is ready, except for a body with the potential to perfectly match the power of the ancestor, to help them return to the Holy Realm as quickly as possible, and even surpass the past. And they have actually found one, namely Chu Jiangli.

Once a Saint is produced, the family can immediately soar to new heights and regain its glory. It would be worth it for any number of other Heavenly Emperor geniuses and juniors to die.

The small world inside the altar is the true ancestral land of the Taishi Clan, where only a terrifying altar is enshrined, surrounded by a super array.

All the energy in the world was rushing madly toward the colossal altar.

At this moment, on the platforms surrounding the altar, thirty-six people were sitting cross-legged, of whom thirty-four had already turned into empty shells.

The empty shell still contained traces of their previous cultivation levels: one Heavenly Emperor, three Great Emperors, nine True Emperors, and fourteen Emperors.

The nine empty shells in the inner circle were all young people at the peak of the Emperor Realm, sitting around a beautiful woman in a white dress.

Outside the massive array, ten terrifying figures sat cross-legged, guarding it.

A white banner hung over the entire altar, exuding a chilling aura.

"Senior Sister." Ye Wuxi and the others appeared in the ancestral land, their eyes changing drastically as they looked at the familiar figure in the middle.

Chu Jiangli did not respond to them, seemingly falling into a deep sleep. His soul was in a state of deathly stillness, neither broken nor devoured, but only a last wisp of self-awareness remained.

"Stop them immediately! Once the Heavenly Emperor on the platform dissipates and the altar is completed, Senior Sister will be gone forever."

Ye Wuxi's cold voice resounded.

"Insolence!" The ten guardians stood up in unison, looked back at Ye Wuxi and the others, their imposing aura overwhelming, and struck out with their hands.

Each one of them was a Heavenly Emperor, and their auras far surpassed those of the ten protectors.

The ten protectors were instantly forced back, and Ye Wuxi's hand seal emitted a terrifying pressure. "Sister Mu, please shatter the array platform and rescue Senior Sister."

"Ten powerful Heavenly Emperors, and that banner is still a semi-saint artifact, a sacred altar. Didn't I tell you to wait for my true form?"

Mu Yao turned her gaze to the altar, and her expression changed.

"That's too late."

Mu Yao's eyes darkened, and she immediately flashed past, knocking away the ten guardian emperors and crashing onto Chu Jiangli's array platform, transforming into a terrifying stream of light that enveloped her.

"A mere half-saint, how dare you!"

Suddenly, the Heavenly Emperor's body on the platform turned into an empty shell, and a remnant soul no less powerful than Mu Yao's emerged from the enormous altar.

"Just a Saint Realm cultivator. Even if he were to be resurrected, do you think he could stand against the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace?" Mu Yao coldly retorted.

"The world is vast, and I can go anywhere. What is the Heavenly Ruins? Leave it here for me."

The remnant soul on the altar spoke softly as it crushed towards Mu Yao.

The white banner in mid-air suddenly began to spin, emitting terrifying spatial power, attempting to absorb Ye Wuxi and his group.

"Kill!" At this moment, the Taishi Clan Chief also rushed over from behind and unleashed a palm strike. The ten Guardian Heavenly Emperors also attacked simultaneously.

Suddenly, three more powerful pressures emerged from all around, as Du'e, Nan Nian, and Gu Baiyi simultaneously activated their semi-saint marks.

"Break!" A vast power rushed towards him, and the three half-saints had no time to think or ask questions before unleashing a full-force attack.

The Grand Historian Emperor was blasted away, and his remnant soul and the white banner were also momentarily stunned. The divine soul power of the three half-saints also dissipated instantly.

"Go." Taking advantage of this moment, Mu Yao unleashed her last terrifying power, engulfing Ye Wuxi and the others, and rushed towards the world's exit.

Ten protectors followed closely behind him.

"Leave it here for me." The remnant soul spoke coldly, once again manipulating the white banner to envelop the crowd.

Mu Yao's soul shattered with a deafening roar, and the two guardians behind her were also reduced to dust by the terrifying spatial power.

The others suddenly disappeared, and with Mu Yao's last bit of strength, they successfully stepped back into the passage they had come from.

"Without the protection of the demigod, pursue them immediately and bring back that body!" the remnant soul roared, pulling the white banner into the hands of the Taishi clan chief.

"Yes." The Grand Historian Clan Chief waved to the ten Heavenly Emperors, then respectfully cupped his hands towards the altar and said, "Lord Kong Sheng, now that the Three Realms' Half-Saints have been alarmed, should we make two preparations?"

No one knew that the Taishi clan was a bloodline left behind by the Kongtian Emperor, who was also Kong Sheng. After Kong Sheng's accident, they took a trace of power and retreated to Piaoxue to grow up.

"Sending Taishi Jin over is the worst possible option; we should try to bring that woman back as well," the remnant soul of Kong Sheng said calmly.

"Yes," the clan chief Taishi bowed and replied.

Upon reappearing in the ancestral hall, they were immediately attacked by the various emperors, but the eight protectors quickly stepped in to block them.

Ye Wuxi turned to Feng Huanhuan and said, "Fifth Senior Sister, you take care of Eldest Senior Sister."

"Okay." Feng Huanhuan took Chu Jiangli, who was still in a lifeless state, and infused her with life force.

Ye Wuxi immediately took the two of them into her inner world.

"Strike out!" Du'e leaped into the air, a golden staff appearing in his hand, and unleashed a thunderous roar like a dragon and an elephant.

Nan Nian held a golden-winged zither, its Buddhist music resounding throughout the heavens and earth. Both of them were top-grade imperial weapons obtained from the Great Luo Heavenly Palace.

"Kill." Gu Baiyi brandished his demonic halberd, appearing like an extreme demon king, his demonic power overwhelming.

A royal weapon from the Demon Palace recognized her as its master and fought for her.

Ye Wuxi stood on the Heavenly Spirit Chessboard, wielding the Dragon's Shadow, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

With their terrifying imperial weapons, the four siblings could easily kill ordinary emperors.

Just as they blasted a path out of the ancestral hall, ten Heavenly Emperors followed closely behind, increasing the pressure on the eight protectors. In the blink of an eye, everyone's bodies were covered in blood.

"Where is that body?" a Heavenly Emperor asked in a deep voice.

“She took it.” The Grand Historian pointed at Ye Wuxi.

"Hand it over."

Two terrifying hands pressed down on Ye Wuxi, and Elder Han quickly came to her side and shattered them with a seal.

"Not relying on your own power." The Heavenly Emperors snorted coldly.

"Go." The eight protectors' eyes darkened, and they hurriedly burned their own secret techniques to repel the Heavenly Emperor Taishi. Those below the rank of Great Emperor were all reduced to dust.

Just as Ye Wuxi and the other three teleported through the void and stepped out of the Taishi Gate, the eight protectors couldn't help but appear and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Where do you think you're going?" A cold voice rang out as the Taishi Clan Chief emerged from the spatial rift, wielding the Zhenyuan Banner and enveloping everyone.

Although the Zhenyuan Banner is only a semi-sacred artifact, it contains a thousand small universes, capable of trapping people and soldiers, and even killing emperors and severing weapons.

The eight protectors took to the air and launched a joint attack, but were instantly crushed by the spatial power within the banner, and all seven were annihilated in an instant.

Elder Han was the strongest, and his soul was still intact. He unleashed his last bit of power to protect Ye Wuxi and the other three from the banner's force.

"Kill." As the Taishi clan chief's voice fell, Ye Wuxi and the other three crashed to the ground, and Elder Han's soul exploded.

The surrounding snow was tinged red, and the four people's faces showed a mixture of helplessness and madness. Today, they, the disciples of the wine shop, probably could not escape their fate.

With all the protectors dead, even if Mu Yao and the others were half-saints, it would be impossible for them to cross the main realm and arrive so quickly.

"Come in." Sensing what Du'e and the others wanted to do, Ye Wuxi's world power was the first to bloom, forcibly enveloping the three of them in his inner world.

The next moment, all the imperial weapons of various grades surrounded her, including her own and those plundered from the storage rings of the dead, such as the Di Dong King's Cauldron.