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

"The Lord of Guanghai Realm, Xuanyuan Lang, is also a direct descendant of Xuanyuan Jing. He was among the top three on the previous generation's Emperor Ranking, and even held the top spot. I reckon he's been in seclusion trying to break through to the Half-Saint realm, and hasn't participated in any battles before."

Xu Jing introduced in a low voice.

"No wonder Guanghai is making such a big show of force." Ye Wuxi's eyes were icy as he drew the Thunder Bone Whip from his waist, which spread wildly toward Xuan Yuanlang. His voice boomed, "Where is Xuan Yuanjing?"

"Why would I need Sister Jing to kill you?" Xuan Yuanlang held a terrifying golden banner, stirring up the wind and clouds, and continuously blasting away the Thunder Bone Whip.

"It's good that you have courage." Ye Wuxi said calmly, his body covered in the light of heavenly punishment lightning, his spatial power surging, and with a whip, he swiftly pierced through the army and flung him away.

"Brother Python, lend me a hand!" Xuan Yuanlang crashed into the water, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted sharply.

As soon as he finished speaking, the waters boiled and seawater surged back, and demonic energy soared into the sky.

"Kill!" Kunpeng, carrying the Heavenly Emperor's reinforcements from the Demon Saint Palace, spread its wings and soared into the sky, its voice shaking the heavens, a terrifying storm seemingly about to devour the entire world.

"Gather your forces!" Xuan Yuanlang gave the order immediately. The Azure Wave Chariots rolled around, and the battle aura of each legion soared into the sky, instantly converging into a killing formation.

A murderous wind arose in the void, the Kunpeng army devoured the sky and smothered the sun, and the colossal beasts gathered in the Canglan battle formation trampled and charged from all directions, aiming to annihilate the Tianxu Legion in one fell swoop.

"Anyone can play with formations, break it." Ye Wuxi remained calm, using the five elements power of the Tianxu Legion to create a terrifying life and death formation, which expanded infinitely on the various warships of Tianxu and then transformed into a long river of death that surged out.

Beneath the river of the Avenue of Death, nothing remains.

The terrifying aftershocks swept across the land, shattering the Azure Waves formation. The Kunpeng soared into the heavens, leading the demon army to avoid the deadly bombardment. It then gathered the roar of the army and pressed down, shattering the life-and-death formation.

"Endless life." The moment the formation broke, the power of the Great Dao surged wildly from Ye Wuxi's body, transforming the death energy into life force, protecting the Tianxu army from being eroded by the aftershocks.

"So you are Ye Wuxi. Your understanding of the Dao of Life and Death is indeed extraordinary." The young man in the python robe who led the demon army looked at Ye Wuxi and spoke in a cold voice.

"It's a three-headed red dragon python. The previous generation's disciple was similar to Xuan Yuanlang, so they must be old acquaintances to be able to be invited to help."

"However, the Kunpeng, a peerless beast of unparalleled speed, can carry thousands of troops and can be regarded as the vanguard of the wild demons. It is not something that any disciple can come into contact with. Their support must have been approved by the higher-ups of the Dao Palace."

Xu Jing quickly explained to Ye Wuxi.

Ye Wuxi grew up too fast and had not yet carefully studied the list of emperors from the past five generations of the various palaces.

"The Demon Saint Palace isn't stupid either. They're unwilling to send a half-saint to help. Sending an army of Kunpengs won't do the job."

Ye Wuxi remained calm and composed, but a different thought began to develop about Kunpeng.

Xu Jing looked slightly puzzled, not understanding what she was relying on.

On this vast expanse of water, the Kunpeng can retreat, attack, and defend at will. This demon army will indeed cause them some trouble and restrict their movements.

"Brother Mang, stop wasting your breath on her, or you'll capsize," Xuan Yuanlang said in a deep voice, suddenly waving the banner in his hand, and the Canglan chariots immediately changed their formation.

"Capsize? The armies of the two palaces are more than capable of taking down Tianxu. This is the end." The dragon-python spoke with disdain, standing atop the Kunpeng, waving the array flag in its hand, "Ten Thousand Demon Array, activate."

Suddenly, the Kunpeng covered the sky, and the array flags gathered into terrifying demonic shadows. The roar of ten thousand demons threatened to shatter heaven and earth.

"You think you can unite? You're the only ones who can." Before the Ten Thousand Demon Formation could even be deployed, Ye Wuxi's cold voice rang out.

Xuanyuan Lang and Longmang were startled. A terrifying demon tower bloomed in the void, the world suddenly darkened, demonic energy surged endlessly, and a small group of people shrouded in darkness appeared.

The man at the head stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in black, his face cold and aloof like an immortal; it was none other than Mo Luan.

"Senior Brother Xu, you are in charge of the Canglan army." Ye Wuxi came to Mo Luan's side and said with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Sister Mo and everyone."

They had anticipated the arrival of the demon reinforcements, so why would they blindly rush into Guanghai? Third Senior Sister and Yao Qianfeng had already contacted people from the Demon Palace to help them and were quietly waiting in the Demon Refining Tower, without even Xu Jing and the others knowing.

“Crimson Dragon Python… It seems like a good idea to catch a mount today.” Mo Luan raised her eyes and chuckled indifferently.

"The demons who came this time are all top-notch, and there are plenty of mounts." Ye Wuxi winked at the Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Palace, and his demonic energy burst forth wildly.

She also had her eye on a mount.

"How arrogant! Today I'd like to see whether you capture the mounts or we refine the demon puppets."

"kill."

The dragon and the demons turned pale with rage, and the myriad demon formation in the sky crashed down.

For the powerful demon race, the most intolerable and humiliating thing is to be used as a mount. Mo Luan and Ye Wuxi were undoubtedly provoking them, and their provocation was quite successful.

"Then let's follow Junior Sister Wuxi's... Demonic Heaven-Sealing Formation." As Mo Luan's voice fell, everyone suddenly parted and instantly formed hand seals to gather around Ye Wuxi.

A massive gate of dark chains formed above their heads, expanding wildly like the deepest abyss, engulfing the attack of the Myriad Demons Array and pulling at the sky-covering Kunpeng and the demons above it.

While the Ten Thousand Demon Formation and the Demon Formation were locked in battle, Xu Jing and her troops also led their legions to systematically bombard the surrounding Canglan army.

"You are all destined to be my mounts today," Ye Wuxi said, leading the Demon Palace members to change their attack strategy once again and reinforce the Heaven-Sealing Demon Formation.

Terrifying chains instantly surged out from the vortex of the demonic sect, entangling Kunpeng and the bodies of the demons.

"Get out of my way." Kunpeng kept spreading its wings and spewing out storms, but it could not break through the power of the demonic sect.

The heavens and earth screamed incessantly as the demonic reinforcements continued to crash into the sea.

On the other side, the army led by Xuanyuan Lang was also surrounded and continuously defeated, turning into bright red blood that flowed into the deep sea.

The vast body of water was filled with a bloody aura.

With fewer than ten people on its back, its massive wings stained red, the Kunpeng finally shattered the Heaven-Sealing Array and was about to dive into the deep sea.

The phantom images of the four sacred beasts on Ye Wuxi surged, and he suddenly rushed up, holding the Demon Refining Tower down towards Kunpeng Town, intending to refine it into the tower.

If Kunpeng were to truly escape into the deep sea, they would be quite difficult to deal with.

Under the terrifying devouring power, the demons' bodies came to a standstill.

Mo Luan's gaze fell on the dragon-python, whose expression showed a hint of panic. Her double-sectioned demonic whip lashed out at it. "Come here obediently."

The others from the Demon Palace immediately targeted a demon and attacked.

Unwilling roars echoed through the void as the Kunpeng disappeared, its form absorbed into the tower by Ye Wuxi.

"Retreat." In the distance, Xuan Yuanlang, protected by a remnant army and bearing bright red sword marks, could only order a retreat as the Kunpeng demon army was utterly defeated, stepping on a golden banner.

"Xuanyuan Jing may escape, but you won't." Ye Wuxi's gaze sharpened, and with a flash of his dragon-riding form, he froze thousands of miles, his bloodline phantom transforming into a terrifying attack.

"No..." Xuan Yuanlang felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to unleash the golden banner, a cyan dragon claw appeared above his head and slammed down.

The space beneath the Rifting Sky Hand collapsed, Xuan Yuanlang's soul was annihilated, and the entire remnant army was blown to pieces by the bloodline divine skill.

Ye Wuxi waved to collect the golden banner and other resources. Looking around the battlefield, Xu Jing and his men were sweeping away the remaining Canglan troops who had fled in all directions, without any surprises.

As for the demon army's resources, she only accepted Kunpeng, leaving all the rest to Mo Luan and the others who came to help.