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

"Alright, I was just speaking offhand. What physique in this world dares to claim true invincibility? And you're not pursuing a single, extreme path of body refinement. Time is running out, come and receive my bloodline." The White Tiger got back to the point.

"Senior, could you allow my daughter... to cultivate with me here?" Ye Wuxi suddenly asked, cupping his hands in greeting.

There must be energy dissipation in the bloodline inheritance, and this lightning box itself contains special golden lightning, all of which are suitable for Ling Ke's cultivation and may even help her become an emperor.

"Daughter?" Baihu asked with a strange expression.

Ye Wuxi coughed twice, and Ling Ke suddenly rushed out and circled around her.

"A Dark Dragon King's lineage with multiple main laws? You've got quite an opportunity, girl. Very well, I'll lend her a hand as well," the White Tiger said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Wuxi sat in the center of the golden lightning vortex, a demonic dragon hovering and devouring above, while the white tiger's body gradually became nothing more than an old, empty shell.

The White Tiger's cultivation level and power were higher than those of the Black Tortoise she had previously refined, and the refining process also took longer.

A year passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Wuxi's physical cultivation level reached the peak of True Emperor almost simultaneously, and his body refinement level broke through to the Great Emperor level in one fell swoop.

Outside the Thunder Box, three more Desolate Demon Half-Saints appeared, and a layer of Heavenly Emperor disciples were stationed in the sea of ​​clouds on the mountain.

"The White Tiger's power is about to dissipate. Let's see if we can take it with us," a semi-saint said, gazing at the dimly lit lightning box.

“It’s feasible.” One person tentatively applied their power, their face showing slight delight. The lightning box still couldn’t be opened, but it could be successfully lifted off the ground.

"Let's go back to the palace." The leading demigod waved his hand, put it away, and rushed upwards.

Even if one can enter this mountain and take away the Thunder Box, the characteristics of Thunder Fiend Mountain remain unchanged, making it unsuitable to linger.

The group of Huang Yao flew close to the clouds and sea of ​​lightning, heading quickly towards the exit of Lei Sha Mountain.

At this moment, in the distant Evergreen Realm, the banners of Canglan were planted in all the major cities, with only the banner of Tianxu fluttering atop the main city of Evergreen, where the Evergreen Heavenly Emperor and the disciples of the Dao Palace stood against the wind.

Xu Jing and some other top experts from the Emperor Ranking were present.

"We still haven't been able to contact Xi'er, and we've lost Jin Yu and Chi Kong Jie. No matter what, we must protect Chang Qing."

Chu Jiangli and his disciples from the wine shop stood together, gazing at the ancient war chariots and legions parked in the distance, their brows furrowed.

"Xuanyuan Jing dragged the Xuanyuan Holy Clan into the vanguard, using the family's semi-sacred artifacts and her clansmen to help, but Lord Jiang Sheng explicitly ordered that the disciples of Lingxiao Palace were not allowed to interfere. Changqing actually..."

Xu Jing looked at Chu Jiangli and the others, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Changqing Heavenly Emperor and Shen Yun Ning both understood Jiang Sheng's unspoken meaning: if all else failed, they should abandon Changqing and withdraw. However, they also knew that Shen Changqing would not retreat, as this realm held extraordinary significance for her.

"Does the number one ancient holy clan of Tianxu have no disciples cultivating in the Dao Palace?" Chu Jiangli asked thoughtfully.

Currently, both sides are trying to control their losses and maintain a balance in the battle. The Xuanyuan Holy Clan's willingness to get involved has become the biggest obstacle to the battle. Unless the number one holy clan in Tianxu also intervenes, the situation will be difficult to reverse.

"If we're talking about the Heavenly Ruins, the only one comparable to the Xuanyuan Holy Clan is the Zhuge Holy Clan. However, this clan keeps a low profile and has never been involved in worldly affairs. It is said that only one of their descendants has entered the world and is cultivating in the Lingxiao Palace."

"It's probably difficult to get them to agree," Xu Jing said, shaking his head slightly.

Ancient holy clans like Xuanyuan and Zhuge are deeply rooted and require considerable respect from both sides' Dao Palaces, making it impossible to directly mobilize or arrange for them to participate in the war.

"Hopefully things will turn around," Chu Jiangli murmured, gazing at the horizon.

Within the Thunder Box world, Ye Wuxi's aura soared to the heavens, four beast phantoms roared and surged, and Ye Lingke danced and circled above her.

"The Four Symbols Body is finally taking shape." Ye Wuxi murmured to himself, and the four illusory figures disappeared back into the void at the same time.

With her bloodline fully formed and her physique initially established, she was able to truly transform the power of her bloodline into offensive power. In addition to the bloodline talent she had inherited, she now possessed four more bloodline divine skills.

Each bloodline divine skill can unleash damage far exceeding its own level, but it can only be used once in a short period of time.

The Azure Dragon bloodline corresponds to the divine skill Sky-Splitting Hand, which can kill across the sky; the Black Tortoise is the Tortoise Yuan Seal; and the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger correspond to the Heaven-Burning Technique and the Roaring Kill Technique.

"The Thunder Box has been taken away, and my last bit of power has been exhausted. Good luck to you all."

The White Tiger had completely dissipated, leaving only a lingering echo of its voice, after which the Thunder Box began to vibrate.

"Ling Ke, stop turning around, let's go." Ye Wuxi was startled and quickly called out.

Those who can take the Thunder Box are mostly from the Demon Saint Dao Palace. If they fall into the wolf's den, it won't be easy for them to get out.

"Mother, I need to break through, I can't suppress it anymore," Ye Lingke said softly as she circled back to her side.

In just a few years, her cultivation had reached the peak of the Supreme Emperor realm. After another year of tempering, she was able to attain the Dao and become an Emperor without any bottlenecks.

"Breakthrough, great, great..." Ye Wuxi was slightly taken aback, and sighed inwardly, "A man is more powerful than a dragon, it's infuriating."

This girl can become an emperor without even leaving home; talent is something you really have to acknowledge.

As the group from the Demon Saint Dao Palace approached the exit of Thunder Fiend Mountain, the leading half-saint suddenly stopped, and a thunder box appeared in front of him.

"what happened?"

As soon as the words of the half-saint fell, the Thunder Box exploded with a bang, and Ye Wuxi, surrounded by a demonic dragon, rushed out, causing tribulation clouds to rise in the sky.

"How could it be a Dark Dragon?" Everyone was shocked, and only then did they see the face of the woman in blue.

"Ye Wuxi... it was you who stole the power of the White Tiger." The leading half-saint gritted his teeth and spoke, immediately realizing what had happened.

It turns out that all the research the Dao Palace did was to benefit Ye Wuxi, who even has a demonic dragon on her body. It seems they have a close relationship, which is really strange.

However, upon further reflection, it becomes reasonable that the Half-Dragon Commander, who should have been their ancestor of the Wild Demons, would be used by Ye Wuxi.

"Miss Long, don't be fooled by humans. Why don't you come back to the Dao Palace with us to cultivate..."

Ye Lingke and Ye Wuxi separated and had just soared into the sky when the leading half-saint suddenly spoke and reached out to grab Ye Wuxi with a palm.

The Demon Dragon is about to undergo the Tribulation of Emperor, and even they, as half-saints, cannot interfere. However, dealing with Ye Wuxi alone is not a problem.

As far as he knew, that powerful lieutenant was only a remnant spirit and could not fight normally. Judging from Ye Wuxi's appearance, he was probably really unable to use him, so he had no more scruples.

"Disrespecting my mother deserves to die." Ye Lingke said coldly, and suddenly charged at him with great speed.

Seeing that the attack was about to kill Ye Lingke, the half-saint's face showed no joy, but his body trembled.

In an instant, black lightning crashed down from the sky, and the wrath of heaven struck down, aiming precisely at that half-saint.

Any Heavenly Emperor who attacks a Tribulation Transcender would immediately die under the Heavenly Punishment, but a Half-Saint is already at the semi-transcendent level and cannot be directly erased; however, he would still be implicated in the Tribulation Transcendence.

The demigod crashed to the ground, spitting out blood. Calamity clouds spread across the sky, and Ye Lingke once again traversed the horizon.

The group from the Demon Saint Dao Palace were instantly locked onto by the Heavenly Might.

The sky and earth changed color, thunder roared wildly, and screams filled the air.

The calamity emanating from the Dark Dragon King's lineage is unbearable for most demon races.