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

“Wu Xi is back… Actually, none of you should have stayed.” Shen Changqing looked at her, his last sentence tinged with a bitter smile.

“I understand Aunt Qing’s determination to uphold Changqing’s spirit, and so do I,” Ye Wuxi said firmly.

The sense of belonging is strange. She doesn't recognize Dongling Academy, but she does recognize Changqing, Changqing Jie and Shen Changqing.

Xuan Yuanjing's eyes turned cold, and she said in a low voice, "I thought you were going to be a coward, but it turns out the rumors were true and you still care about this place."

She suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Wuxi, who was at a lower level. Her third and fourth brothers were killed one after another, and she was also knocked out of her bloodline protection array, almost perishing.

Not only her, but the War Saint Dao Palace and even the Xuanyuan Saint Clan need a bloodbath to cleanse themselves. In the end, they will win this battle of the realms.

"If I don't die, you will." Ye Wuxi looked at the vast banners of Canglan scattered all over the ground, suppressing his anger, his sword aura soaring into the sky.

"How can a forcibly increased cultivation level influence the battle? Do you even have any decent fighting force behind you?" Xuan Yuanjing said disdainfully, then nocked the Fallen God Bow again, her voice booming, "Heavenly Emperor, form the battle formation."

"Kill!" The three Heavenly Emperor Legions of Canglan gathered in perfect formation. Han Zhong and Cao Liu also gave the order, and the three legions moved through the battlefield, heading towards the well-prepared remnants of the Tianxu army to encircle and kill them.

"There's never a lonely person behind the wine shop." Chu Jiangli and Gu Baiyi flashed to Ye Wuxi's side, their auras soaring to the sky.

"I'll barely count myself in," Yao Qianfeng said with a smile as he followed closely behind.

All three had cultivated the third transformation of the demon spirit, but they had not used the second transformation to improve their cultivation before. They were waiting for Ye Wuxi to return so that they could fight side by side and barely be considered as Heavenly Emperor level warriors.

Ye Wuxi looked around and a smile appeared on her face. Xuan Yuanjing was indeed wrong about one thing. She had decent combat power by her side. The tavern had always been there, as had her friends.

"Senior Sister An, catch the Heaven-Shaking Bow." Ye Wuxi's voice boomed as she handed the Heaven-Shaking Bow to An Sheng. Among those present, only she could unleash the full power of the bow.

"Everyone, let's fight again. Form ranks." An Sheng gripped his bow and stood side by side with Xu Jing, gathering the disciples of Ziwei Palace.

Immediately afterwards, a demon tower in the sky bloomed, and twelve peak young Heavenly Emperors and ten guardian Heavenly Emperors, which had been refined from it, rushed out.

"Follow Aunt Qing into battle." With Ye Wuxi's order, twenty-two people surged to Shen Changqing's side, forming a legion once again.

"Ling Ke, go with your second martial uncle and the others."

A terrifying dragon roar resounded in the sky, and Ye Lingke burst out from Ye Wuxi's body, breaking through the void to arrive at Du'e's side behind, waiting for the right moment to act.

With the battle lines shortened, the legions of the Great Emperor and True Emperor are unable to move unless the Heavenly Emperor Legion tears open a gap.

The previously defeated army rose again, and a dark dragon at the Emperor Realm appeared. The eyes of the Canglan army changed for a moment, and the faces of Xuanyuan Jing and the half-saints in the sky were no longer peaceful.

Mu Yao looked pleased. Wu Yu, Han Shan, and Xuan Yuan Yu were astonished by the demonic dragon and surprised by Ye Wu Xi.

Her arrival revitalized the morale of the Heavenly Saint Palace army, even surpassing it before. This was the demeanor of a true leader and commander. Talented individuals gathered because of her, and some were willing to fight alongside her.

Ye Wuxi's cultivation level has not yet reached the Heavenly Emperor level.

"Jing is right. This woman is a menace. If she becomes the Heavenly Emperor or a half-saint in the future, I'm afraid that if she raises her arm, countless people will respond. Who can stop her?"

Xuanyuan Yu's expression darkened, and he murmured something.

With the legion regrouping, Canglan's attacks were repeatedly thwarted.

"Take care of one of them first." Ye Wuxi's gaze locked onto the army commanded by Cao Liuzhi, while the one directly engaged in combat was an inner palace army led by Xue Jing.

Currently, Canglan far outnumbers them. On the battlefield, sheer numbers can create a qualitative change in combat power, so they must first create an opening.

The four of them slipped into Xue Jing's group.

"Senior Sister, lead the way; Third Senior Sister and Qianfeng, play the Chaotic Melody." Ye Wuxi conjured a terrifying array in his palm and addressed Xue Jing and the others, "Senior brothers and sisters, follow me to activate the array."

"Alright." Chu Jiangli's long hair flew wildly, tearing through the void and isolating Cao Liu's army in nothingness. Then, the Heaven and Earth Demonic Melody appeared, dark energy gathered, and a melody disrupted the nine netherworlds.

Cao Liu and the others' bodies were constantly torn apart by the void energy, their souls were in turmoil, and the Demon King's will relentlessly attacked them.

"Kill!" Xue Jing and the others poured their power into the array diagram. Ye Wuxi raised his hand and used the Water Spirit Scroll to freeze the chaotic army. Then, he stepped on a dragon to completely cover the array diagram.

A swift massacre ensued. Just as Xuan Yuanjing and her group were about to arrive to provide support, the Sky Demon Coffin expanded, the Sun and Moon Swords hung, and the Demon Halberd charged forward. Under the power of the three semi-sacred artifacts, the support legions from all sides were halted.

A terrifying explosion resounded through the void, and a main force of troops died without resistance beneath the array.

"Han Zhong, stop them. Xuan Yuan Army, follow me and kill Shen Changqing's group first."

Xuan Yuanjing gave a cold shout, and the Xuan Yuan chariot in the sky continued to roll over Shen Changqing and the others. Han Zhong's Dao Palace army quickly changed formation and rushed to encircle Ye Wuxi and the other two groups, Xu Jing and his group.

Once Ye Wuxi's secret techniques have faded, they will be no match for the Heavenly Emperor's army. It won't be too late to kill them then.

"Burial of the Void." Ye Wuxi's heart sank, his sword aura surged, and he wielded the Sun and Moon Sword to shatter a space, his sword energy constantly tearing apart the surrounding army and attacks.

However, breaking through the encirclement of the army is not easy.

"From now on, the evergreen sun should be replaced." Xuan Yuanjing's voice resounded, his holy shadow stretching for thousands of feet, and an arrow gathered the ancient energy of heaven and earth, blotting out the sun.

Shen Changqing's army was overwhelmed by the dense golden chariots and the arrow that pierced the sun in the sky.

"Aunt Qing..."

"Mother..."

Two trembling voices resounded as Shen Yun Ning frantically burned her Dao Seed. The exquisite immortal light and the light of longevity on her body seemed to tear even her true form apart as she flashed towards the golden light.

"Wu Xi, Ning'er, you should all leave. Chang Qing is special to me, but I shouldn't drag you down with me."

Shen Changqing's voice came from the golden light, his aura surged wildly, and immortal green lotuses burst forth.

She couldn't stand by and watch Canglan enslave this land.

If Changqing is to be occupied, she will die before the Canglan flag is fully planted.

Shen Changqing's thousand-layered Dao Lotus burned between his brows, enveloping the surrounding legion and gathering power to resist the Xuanyuan Ancient Formation and the Falling God Arrow.

Blue lotuses gradually bloomed in the golden sky, but they bloomed and then shattered, never remaining evergreen.

With each explosion, the figures of the legion were torn apart, including Ye Wuxi's protectors and the disciples of the refined wild demons.

Blood splattered across the earth, leaving only a green dress fluttering in the wind. Shen Changqing's black hair was disheveled, and the powerful arrow of the Falling God was far away, reaching her brow.

"Sky-Splitting!" Ye Wuxi's aura surged to the heavens. With Chu Jiangli constantly tearing open passages, she suddenly broke through the army's blockade. The azure dragon phantom surrounding her transformed into a giant hand and burst out of the sky.

The giant cyan hand, like a real dragon's claw, disregarded spatial distance and appeared before Shen Changqing's brow, seizing the Fallen God Arrow.

"Break." At the same time, An Sheng from the other legion, clad in battle light, shot out the Heaven-Shaking Bow, completely shattering the arrow.

The shockwave shattered, and Shen Changqing coughed up blood. Shen Yuning landed from behind to support her, and the light of immortality surged into her.