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

"There's one left, you can take it." Ye Wuxi said, temporarily putting away the Void Half-Saint Source Stone.

"Let's see what it is first." Gu Baiyi looked intently and saw that it was just a demonic spirit rushing in, which she quickly annihilated.

"Based on my previous perception, there shouldn't only be these five jade discs," Ye Wuxi said thoughtfully after carefully examining the surroundings.

She came here because she noticed something unusual about this place, but the five mid-grade semi-saint source stones seemed somewhat disappointing.

“There must be something being suppressed down here.” Yao Qianfeng suddenly squatted down, and the power of the Heavenly Demon King in his palm surged and covered the ground.

On the flat, grayish-white ground, black lines spread out as the light of the Heavenly Demon spread, gradually connecting with the Five Stone Walls.

The entire cave was illuminated by a black light, and a fierce wind arose.

"It's actually a spirit-sealing formation." Ye Wuxi's eyes showed surprise. She went through the formation in her mind again and said, "Third Senior Sister, you and Qianfeng activate the formation at both ends to keep the complete formation patterns exposed. I will break the formation."

"Okay." Hearing her words, the two changed positions and came to the opposite corner, their palms touching the ground as magic light shone brightly.

Ye Wuxi sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, holding a bright moon chessboard in his hand, and continuously deduced the method to break the formation based on the spirit-sealing array patterns.

This battlefield was not intentionally set up as a burial ground by our ancestors; it mostly evolved naturally after their deaths. It rarely uses formations. This place was clearly intentionally created by a certain predecessor, and what is suppressed and guarded below is probably very important.

Soon, Ye Wuxi used her divine sense to trace a miniature array on the chessboard. Her Buddha eyes shone brightly as she carefully covered the various demonic runes with the array-breaking pattern.

"Come here." Ye Wuxi called out, and the two immediately came to her side. The entire cave began to tremble, and the array of light gathered at the ground beneath their feet, forming a dark vortex.

The three bodies disappeared, disappearing into the earth an unknown depth, before finally settling into solid ground.

Ye Wuxi looked around at the relatively well-preserved palace in front of her, which resembled her residence in Zhaoyang Palace, like a small imperial palace.

The doors of the four main halls were wide open, except for the main hall, which was the tallest and had its doors tightly shut, faintly emanating an aura of power.

"There's a protective formation, let's go take a look," Ye Wuxi said in a low voice. The three of them walked on the dimly lit stone path, their faces showing some vigilance.

As soon as they approached the main hall, a series of sinister laughs rang out, and ten six-zhang-tall evil spirits filled the void in formation, forming a black array that slammed down on the three of them.

"Isn't this a protective formation? How come there are still evil spirits?" Gu Baiyi was startled, and his divine soul and will materialized and rushed out.

"These ten evil spirits must have been transformed from the ten half-saints guarding the array's core. Even with the spirit-sealing array above, this palace still couldn't escape the erosion."

A golden light flashed in Ye Wuxi's eyes as she calmly spoke.

"We need to break their formation first." Without hesitation, she released the peak-level demon and then taught the three of them a simple set of formation-breaking runes.

With only three Emperor Realm experts, it would be difficult to deal with the ten evil spirits that control the formations; even ordinary Heavenly Emperors might not be able to defeat them.

"Break." The four of them suddenly retreated, their will materializing into hand seals, and shattered the protective formation.

Once the formation was broken, the aura of the ten evil spirits immediately dispersed and were gradually defeated one by one by the four people.

The three divided the semi-saint source stones among themselves, with the peak-level demon leading the way, as they carefully stepped into the hall.

A demonic coffin floats in mid-air in the center of the hall, supported by nine dark chains. These chains originate from nine demon king statues in each corner of the hall, which seem to contain immense power, serving to protect the coffin.

The palace walls were also covered with images of demons.

"This is a sealing formation. Could it be that some senior sealed himself here?"

Ye Wuxi looked at the demonic coffin and wondered whether she should open it. What if a half-saint who hadn't died was found inside? They wouldn't be able to withstand a slap from him.

"Don't you think this demonic coffin is itself a semi-sacred artifact?" Yao Qianfeng suddenly asked from a peculiar angle.

"Why don't you try opening the coffin and having it recognize its owner?"

Ye Wuxi and Gu Baiyi shook their heads, indicating that they were not interested in using coffins as weapons. The former Heavenly Demon Emperor, however, liked them very much, and Yao Qianfeng probably learned from him.

"Isn't there a sealing formation? How do we break the seal and open the coffin?"

"The key to the formation is on the coffin lid. This formation consists of nine chains, originally intended to guard the spirit and provide energy. It is not difficult to break without offensive power, but it can only be formed using dark-elemental laws. Senior Demon cannot do it for you. Uncertain dangers lie within the coffin. Would you like to give it a try?"

Ye Wuxi raised an eyebrow and passed on a method to break the formation to him.

"Let's give it a try. Remember to keep me in check." Yao Qianfeng coughed twice, familiarized himself with the not-so-complex array patterns, and floated up in a dark shadow.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't die instantly, I'll keep you hanging." Ye Wuxi admired his courage, and the Sun and Moon Broken Sword immediately rushed out and hung in the hall, along with the Life Dao Diagram.

It's likely that the master who opened the coffin in the Heavenly Spirit Ruins died on the spot, leaving not even ashes.

Soon, as Yao Qianfeng formed a black seal and covered the coffin lid, the hall began to tremble continuously. The nine chains slowly disappeared, the demonic coffin sank to the ground, and the coffin lid gradually moved away.

The moment the coffin lid was completely removed, a terrifying evil wind swept out from inside. Even under the light of the Sun and Moon Sword, Yao Qianfeng still coughed up blood and crashed to the ground.

The peak-level demon hurriedly stepped forward and brought him back. Ye Wuxi bombarded his body with round after round of life Dao diagrams, and poured the power into the Sun and Moon Sword, eroding the lingering evil wind in the hall.

Gu Baiyi also manipulated the demonic halberd, unleashing a destructive wind that relentlessly annihilated the enemy.

Soon, the hall returned to calm, and everyone cautiously approached the demon coffin.

Inside lay a slender, skeletal body, shrouded in an immortal dress of some unknown material.

Beside the body was a dark halberd, its tip resting on a golden scroll, as if suppressing something.

The person in the coffin appeared to have been decayed for a long time, and there were no other abnormalities, which made the three of them even more puzzled.

"This seems to be a semi-sacred artifact?" Gu Baiyi tentatively reached for the halberd.

"Anyway, this coffin must be a semi-sacred artifact." Seeing this, Yao Qianfeng walked to the side, still unwilling to give up, and began to ponder the coffin.

Ye Wuxi waited quietly for the two to make their move, only glancing at the golden scroll.

Suddenly, Gu Baiyi's long hair flew wildly as she slowly picked up the demon halberd. Immediately afterward, the demon coffin began to tremble, as if it were being stirred by Yao Qianfeng.

"Protect Lei Chan for me..." As Gu Baiyi waved the halberd in his hand, the coffin lid also shrank to the size of a palm and appeared in Yao Qianfeng's hand. Two soft sighs suddenly rang out in the hall.

The three looked into the coffin with puzzled expressions.

"Lei Chan?" Ye Wuxi carefully picked up the scroll and slowly unfurled it.

It wasn't some kind of martial arts technique or supernatural power, but rather a portrait of a woman, stunningly beautiful in purple, with a line of small black characters below: "My beloved Lei Chan."

"It turns out that it wasn't a self-proclaimed title from the senior, but rather a way to protect his loved one. What a pity."

Ye Wuxi looked at the person in the painting, then at the withered bones in the coffin, and couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as she finished speaking, boundless gray mist surged from the skull in the coffin, and a wisp of gray-blue light shot out from between the skull's eyebrows.

In an instant, the palace doors slammed shut, and a fierce evil wind swept through the palace, instantly blasting Ye Wuxi and the other three away.

The wisp of gray-blue light transformed into a nine-foot-long whirlwind, its tip slowly coalescing into the upper half of a human figure, emitting a chilling laugh.