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594: Chapter 594 The Two Immortals of Qinghua, The Curtain Falls

Two great emperors stood in confrontation, and the battle continued.

Wang Ku battled Fairy Qing of the Flower Sect; his pitch-black Fighting Qi, as cold as the air of purgatory, occupied half the sky.

A skeletal throne sat beneath him, standing between heaven and earth.

A massive skeletal hand swiped toward Fairy Qing. Wherever the palm print passed, space collapsed, tearing a hundred-zhang-wide black rift across the sky.

Fairy Qing held her longsword, her hair dancing in the wind as sword qi swirled ceaselessly. She pointed her longsword, and the sword qi returned like birds to their nest.

It gathered before her into a hundred-zhang sword, its shadow spanning the sky and emanating a vast sword intent.

"Space-Rending Slash!"

Her aged face bore a hint of killing intent as the formidable sword energy shot forward.

Rumble!

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, the sword shadow and the skeletal hand collided fiercely, erupting with intense energy fluctuations.

The skeletal hand print opened its five fingers, grasped the sword shadow, and squeezed hard.

Crack!

That indestructible sword shadow shattered instantly, turning into destructive energy that surged in waves across the wilderness.

The moment the giant sword was seized, Fairy Qing's expression shifted slightly as she realized the circulation of Fighting Qi within her body had become sluggish.

Pfft!

Wang Ku showed no mercy. The moment the sword was shattered, Fairy Qing spat out blood, her face turning pale and her aura wilting.

This terrifying scene naturally filled Fairy Qing with shock.

"Senior Sister..." Fairy Hua exclaimed, watching furiously as Fairy Qing was severely injured by Wang Ku.

"Hehehe, daring to be distracted while fighting me? You don't know when to die!" Yun Xiao sneered as his fist imprint gathered, radiating an iron-blooded aura.

The fist energy was peerless, smashing forward and shattering the mountain range blocking its path.

Fairy Hua turned back abruptly, mobilizing her Fighting Qi to condense before her, attempting to block Yun Xiao's attack.

The protective barrier formed by her Fighting Qi, under the terrifying fist energy...

Pfft!

The fist energy was like a tide, piercing through the barrier and invading her body, severely injuring Fairy Hua in one blow. She spat out blood, her body flying backward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

She was heavily embedded into the stone wall, her life or death unknown.

"Grand Elders..." Yun Yun cried out, never expecting that even with the two Grand Elders of the Flower Sect intervening, the battle could not be turned around.

Her eyes filled with shame and anger as she stared fixedly at Hun Tiandi in the sky.

Unfortunately, Hun Tiandi did not even glance at her, his gaze fixed on Emperor Gu Xuan.

Emperor Gu Xuan frowned slightly, his scrutinizing gaze landing on Yun Xiao and Wang Ku, sensing an unusual aura.

As far as he knew, no two such powerful Dou Sheng experts had appeared in the Central Plains.

The Two Immortals of Qinghua of the Flower Sect, who had been in secluded meditation, possessed strength that had long reached the Three-Star Dou Sheng level, yet they were defeated so easily.

Emperor Gu Xuan turned his head to look at Hun Tiandi, feeling extremely wary.

This young man had recruited so many capable people under his command; his methods were truly formidable.

Yun Yun flashed over, appearing before the stone wall to help up the severely injured Fairy Hua, hurriedly taking out healing pills for her to consume.

Clang!

In the distance, the battle between Sword Saint Tianquan and Saint Feng had also reached a white-hot stage; Saint Feng was truly a veteran expert with a long-standing reputation.

His mastery of wind-attribute Fighting Qi was superb, every movement invoking the support of the heaven and earth's wind-attribute energy.

It transformed into wind blades, carrying immense destructive power.

Sword Saint Tianquan's expression was solemn, the tian quan sword in his hand humming incessantly, the crisp sound of the sword ringing throughout heaven and earth.

His sword intent reached the heavens, piercing through everything, fully displaying the bearing of a grandmaster of the sword path.

Slash!

He coldly spat out a single word, and the longsword in his hand swung out a wave of sword energy, slashing horizontally, revealing a towering sword scar before him.

It was as if heaven and earth had been severed by this one sword strike.

The collision between the sword energy and the wind blades made a rumbling sound, but unfortunately, it did not last even three breaths before the wind blades were torn apart by the tenacity.

The momentum remained undiminished as it slashed toward Saint Feng.

Whoosh!

Saint Feng took a deep breath, no longer holding back, as an even more vigorous aura erupted from his body.

His hands formed fists, and with two punches, he shattered the sword energy.

After exchanging several rounds, their strengths were evenly matched.

"Saint Feng, stop!" Suddenly, Emperor Gu Xuan spoke, stopping Saint Feng from continuing the slaughter. If the fighting continued like this, Starfall Pavilion would be completely destroyed.

Hearing Emperor Gu Xuan's words, Saint Feng cast a cold glance; Starfall Pavilion was already destroyed to this extent, so it was no different from being razed.

He knew what he said made sense, and turned his head to look at the ruins of Starfall Pavilion, where the remaining disciples were trembling in fear.

Kill!

The battle between Princess Nian Youyou and Princess Zixun, a war between women, had truly ignited.

Every move was a Di-rank Dou Technique, with every gesture erupting in terrifying energy.

Hun Tiandi looked surprised; he hadn't expected her strength to have improved so much, and on the other side, Princess Zixun's strength was not bad either.

She was worthy of being a princess of the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty; with priority access to heavenly materials and earthly treasures, her strength was naturally not lacking.

"Zixun, stop!" Emperor Gu Xuan spoke again, and Princess Zixun retreated violently, distancing herself from Princess Nian Youyou.

Hun Tiandi did not speak, simply waving his hand, and Princess Nian Youyou slowly withdrew her killing intent.

This scene caused the middle-aged man who had followed them to flicker with surprise in his eyes.

One had to know that in the imperial court, this Princess Youyou gave no one face except for the Emperor.

Before his eyes, that young man had merely waved his hand, causing her to stop, filling the middle-aged man with curiosity.

"Emperor Gu Xuan, since you have intervened in this matter, then please find the person I want, otherwise..." Hun Tiandi's cold tone resounded across the entire sky.

He turned his head and took a deep look at the remaining disciples of Starfall Pavilion; he believed everyone present understood the meaning behind that look!

With a wave of his sleeve, he put away the fighting Human Puppet.

He turned and left with Princess Nian Youyou, followed by Wang Ku, Yun Xiao, Sword Saint Tianquan... disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" Pavilion Master You Quan said angrily, not expecting that even after deploying so many experts, they still couldn't keep Hun Tiandi.

Instead, he had walked away from Starfall Pavilion with great swagger.

This battle, sparked by Qing Yue, thus came to an end!

A hundred miles away from Starfall Pavilion, on a mountain peak, Hun Tiandi looked at Princess Nian Youyou with emotion and slowly asked, "Youyou, where have you been all this time?"

"Princess, our time is up, it is time to leave!" The middle-aged man nearby spoke.

"I am fine, I will tell you later. In the future, you can come to the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty to find me."

Princess Nian Youyou said gently, then looked at Hun Tiandi with reluctance before her figure flickered and vanished from the mountain peak.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Hun Tiandi and followed her.

"Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty?" Hun Tiandi gazed in the direction they left, saying coldly.

Inside his sleeves, his hands clenched until they creaked.

His strength was only at the Six-Star Dou Zong level; it was still too weak. If he had advanced to Dou Sheng, or Dou Di, who would dare let Princess Nian Youyou leave without his permission?

He forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, recovering his fighting spirit. Sooner or later, no one on the Fighting Qi Continent would be able to stop him.

"Teacher, I have troubled you this time!" Hun Tiandi turned to Sword Saint Tianquan and said.

Sword Saint Tianquan shook his head and said, "No matter, my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion will always support you!" After finishing, he transformed into a streak of sword light and disappeared from the spot.

Pfft!

After Sword Saint Tianquan left, Hun Tiandi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggering, his face pale, and his aura wilting.

The sense of weakness after executing the Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Method swept through his mind incessantly.

If it weren't for Hun Tiandi's firm will, he would have already fainted.

"Your Majesty..." Liu Ling and the others said worriedly.

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