134: Chapter 134 Harvesting the Battlefield

Amidst the deafening roar, shockwaves swept through the surroundings, sending gravel flying.

Xiahou Yun felt a tightness in her chest, and black spots danced before her eyes.

She nearly lost her footing and fainted.

Feng Jiu's Face was as pale as paper, her fingertips gripping her clothes tightly, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The members of the Ouyang Family were even more on edge, their eyes locked firmly on the center of the battlefield.

However, the tragic scene they had expected did not occur.

Xiang Tian still stood steadily in place, his robes fluttering, yet he remained completely motionless.

In contrast, Yan Rufei, who had taken the initiative to attack, seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

His body was sent flying backward violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Only then did everyone see clearly.

Standing before Xiang Tian was a slender yet imposing figure.

It was none other than Princess Zhou Zhiyan, who had just finished refining the dragon blood flower.

Spiritual Qi surged around her, and her Aura spread out like a tangible force; she had clearly been reborn.

"Xiang Tian, leave the rest to me."

Princess Zhou Zhiyan slowly turned around and gently kissed Xiang Tian on the cheek.

Xiang Tian's brows furrowed abruptly, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Princess Zhou Zhiyan's state was very wrong.

Her eyes were blood-red, and a seductive Aura that could bewitch the soul lingered around her.

"Wait for me to finish off these people, then you can come with me…" Princess Zhou Zhiyan stopped mid-sentence.

As she turned, a long sword with a biting cold light appeared in her hand, its edge sharp and exposed.

Yan Rufei struggled to crawl up from the ground, staring at Princess Zhou Zhiyan with a solemn gaze.

A moment later, he recognized her identity.

He said in a deep voice, "Princess Zhou Zhiyan, the Ninth Princess of the Tianyun Kingdom!"

"Noisy." Princess Zhou Zhiyan's tone was indifferent.

The long sword swept out with a sound of piercing through the air, the Sword Qi as sharp as a blade, heading straight for Yan Rufei's Face.

Yan Rufei's heart skipped a beat, sensing that the power of this sword strike far exceeded his imagination.

Not daring to be the least bit careless, he moved rapidly, dodging the attack in a sorry state.

After steadying himself, he immediately turned to look at Ling Tian and the others.

He shouted sternly, "What are you all still standing there for? Attack together!"

"Yan Rufei, who do you think you are to be barking orders at me?"

Ling Tian was displeased; being scolded publicly by Yan Rufei caused his expression to darken instantly.

"Now is not the time to be arguing about this!" Yan Rufei shouted urgently, his eyes locked on Princess Zhou Zhiyan.

"This woman's Aura is still rising; if we don't join forces now, we won't be able to defeat her once she fully controls her power!"

Everyone's expressions tightened, and they nodded subconsciously.

The pressure around Princess Zhou Zhiyan was becoming stronger and stronger, already making it hard for them to breathe.

If they didn't join forces, they would only be picked off one by one.

Ling Tian gritted his teeth, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He said coldly, "I'll settle this score later. Disciples of the Yinshi Sect, listen to my command: concentrate your firepower and deal with this woman!"

Yang Ming and Third Young Master Dantai Xuan did not dare to delay, each waving their hands to summon their subordinates.

In an instant, all the top experts turned their focus.

They surrounded Princess Zhou Zhiyan, their murderous intent fully exposed.

"Come on, then! How could this Princess fear a bunch of clowns like you!" Princess Zhou Zhiyan laughed softly.

Her Aura surged again, and the terrifying Spiritual Qi formed an invisible storm.

It forced the gathering crowd to take half a step back.

They felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Damn, is this woman about to become a Saint right here?" Ling Tian gasped.

He subconsciously gripped the ten thousand soul banner in his hand.

"Not becoming a Saint." Yan Rufei slowly shook his head, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

"She is only staying at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, but her breath is far more profound than an ordinary Martial Emperor!"

"Stop talking nonsense, attack!"

Yan Rufei took the lead, gathering thick Spiritual Qi in his palm.

He lunged toward Princess Zhou Zhiyan.

The others followed closely, unleashing all kinds of ultimate Moves.

"Mountain Fist!"

"Cold Ice Palm!"

"Returning Heaven Sword!"

…

Fist winds whistled!

Palm shadows fluttered!

Sword Qi crisscrossed!!

Countless sharp Moves wove into a giant net, blasting toward Princess Zhou Zhiyan all at once.

Even the ground trembled slightly from this massive power.

Princess Zhou Zhiyan snorted coldly, her eyes as cold as frost.

She held her long sword high and shouted sternly.

"Longquan Sword, unseal!"

In an instant.

The long sword shone with golden light, and the dazzling radiance enveloped the entire scene.

A majesty originating from ancient times spread out.

Princess Zhou Zhiyan flicked her wrist, and the golden light surged.

A giant Sword Qi whistled out, crashing directly into the sky full of Moves.

"Boom—"

The loud noise was deafening, and the shockwave swept in all directions.

Dust filled the air.

When the dust settled, everyone was shocked to find.

The Moves they had launched together had all been wiped out by that one sword strike.

Not even a trace of residual power remained.

"What?! The national treasure sword of the Tianyun Kingdom, how could it be in your hands?" Yan Rufei's brows furrowed tightly, and a stormy sea surged in his heart.

The Longquan Sword was a supreme treasure of the Tianyun Kingdom.

It had always been kept by the royal lineage; for Princess Zhou Zhiyan, a woman, to be able to unseal and use it…

"Hmph, go to hell!" Princess Zhou Zhiyan couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with him and moved.

She moved through the battlefield like a ghost, her speed so fast that no one could track her trajectory.

"Sshh—"

Sword light flashed, and blood splattered.

A Yinshi Sect expert didn't even have time to scream before his head was severed.

"Bad! How can this woman be this strong!" Ling Tian's expression changed drastically, and intense fear rose in his heart.

He hurriedly roared, "Disciples of the Yinshi Sect, protect me!"

By now, Yan Rufei had also been forced into retreat by Princess Zhou Zhiyan, his breathing chaotic.

Ling Tian watched his sorry state, his body trembling uncontrollably.

If even Yan Rufei was like this, he was even less of a match.

"Ah!"

Another scream rang out.

Another expert was killed by Princess Zhou Zhiyan's sword, his body falling to the ground with a thud.

The Yinshi Sect Disciples hurriedly crowded forward.

They surrounded Ling Tian, staring at their surroundings with solemn expressions.

"Young Master, don't worry. Even if we have to exhaust our last breath, we will definitely protect your safety!" A Yinshi Sect expert said in a deep voice.

He gripped his weapon tightly, ready for a fight to the death.

"Die!"

Princess Zhou Zhiyan's voice drifted from left to right, her figure flickering on the battlefield.

There was no way to predict her trajectory.

Every time the sword light flashed, someone inevitably fell.

In a short moment.

The battlefield was littered with corpses, and blood stained the ground red.

"Hahaha!" Princess Zhou Zhiyan suddenly laughed out loud.

There was a hint of madness and exhilaration in her laughter.

This pleasure of wanton slaughter was something she had never experienced before.

These people on the field were all overlords and Sect Masters in the Tianyun Kingdom.

Yet now, under her hand, they were as vulnerable as cutting melons and vegetables.

Xiang Tian looked at Princess Zhou Zhiyan's crazed appearance and shook his head helplessly.

Fortunately, he had never been her enemy; otherwise, the one lying on the ground would be him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiang Tian, your fiancée is too strong!"

Ouyang Huamei and Ouyang Ling walked to Xiang Tian's side at some point.

They held his arms tightly, one on each side.

Xiang Tian sighed softly, his tone carrying a bit of helplessness.

"This woman is not only powerful, but her temper is also so wild."

He had some faint worries in his heart.

If he didn't agree to her demands in the future, he was afraid he would really be stabbed to death by this young lady.

"Xiang Tian, why did the Ninth Princess suddenly become so strong?"

Yan Linfei, Ouyang Miaomiao, Jin Yuan, Qin Batian, and others also surrounded them.

Their Faces were full of confusion and astonishment.

"She refined dozens of dragon blood flowers, what do you think?" Xiang Tian said indifferently.

As if dozens of dragon blood flowers were just ordinary grass.

"What?! You actually gave her dozens of dragon blood flowers to eat?"

Xiang Yuan looked incredulous, his eyes wide as saucers.

The others were also stunned, full of shock.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Tian looked blank.

He didn't understand why everyone had such a reaction.

"The dragon blood flower is a top-tier rare item even in the Central Plains; one stalk is enough to make Martial Emperor Realm experts fight to the death, and you actually had dozens of them and let the Ninth Princess refine them all!"

Yan Linfei's beautiful eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"Weren't you afraid that the power of the dragon blood flower would be too violent and blow her up?"

She paused, her pretty Face slightly flushed.

"I am more worried about whether you can hold up afterward…"

Xiang Tian heard this with a head full of question marks, looking blank.

What did this have to do with whether he could hold up?

At this moment, the fighting on the battlefield continued.

The experts on Ling Tian's side were harvested one by one, and soon only a few remained.

Deacon Huang of the Yinshi Sect was so scared that he experienced Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, trembling as he said to Ling Tian.

"Young… Young Master, I… I will leave first and go get reinforcements!"

"You bastard, Deacon Huang, daring to flee the battle!" Ling Tian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and scolded sternly.

"Even if you run back to the Yinshi Sect, my father will never spare you!"

"Where do you think you're running to?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind Deacon Huang.

Deacon Huang stiffened and slowly turned his head.

He saw Princess Zhou Zhiyan standing behind him at some point, murderous intent in her eyes.

"Die!"

Sword light flashed, and Deacon Huang's head rolled to the ground.

Blood sprayed three feet high.

The others saw this and were even more scared out of their wits.

They didn't dare to continue fighting and fled in all directions.

Saving their lives was the priority; the reputation of their Families and Sects had long been thrown to the back of their minds.

"Third Young Master, we… we should also withdraw; as long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood!" An expert from the Dantai Family said with a trembling voice.

He had already prepared to run.

It was only out of clan courtesy that he spoke up.

"No one is allowed to run." Princess Zhou Zhiyan's voice entered everyone's ears like a ghost.

The next moment, she appeared in front of the Dantai Family expert.

She beheaded him with one sword, her movements clean and crisp.

A moment later.

The battlefield fell completely silent.

Remaining were Third Young Master Dantai Xuan, Ling Tian, Yang Ming, and Yan Rufei.

All of them had chaotic breathing and pale Faces.

Locked tightly by Princess Zhou Zhiyan's murderous intent, they didn't even dare to Move.

"You four, how do you want to die?" Princess Zhou Zhiyan paced forward slowly.

The red in her eyes faded slightly; she could clearly feel the power of the dragon blood flower in her body fading rapidly.

It wouldn't be long before her Aura would significantly decrease.

Yan Rufei tried to remain calm, staring coldly at Princess Zhou Zhiyan.

He said with a fierce expression, "Princess Zhou Zhiyan, do you dare to kill me? If you kill me, the Yan Family will never let you go!"

"Let me go?" Princess Zhou Zhiyan sneered.

"In this Phantom God Forest, whoever has the bigger fist makes the rules. Your Yan Family's Face is not worth anything to this Princess."

As she finished speaking, she flashed forward, her long sword carrying sharp Sword Qi.

She hacked toward Yan Rufei.

Yan Rufei had anticipated this.

He hurriedly pushed his protective soft armor to the limit, blocking with his body.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Yan Rufei flew backward like a broken kite.

He smashed out a deep pit.

He struggled to get up, but heard a "crack" sound.

The protective soft armor on his body was completely shattered by the Sword Qi, losing its defensive power.

"Bad!" Yan Rufei was horrified.

He hurriedly jumped out of the pit, his expression panicked.

With his armor damaged, he could hardly Move an inch in this crisis-ridden Phantom God Forest.

Princess Zhou Zhiyan did not pursue Yan Rufei.

Instead, she turned her gaze to Ling Tian, Third Young Master Dantai Xuan, and Yang Ming, her tone cold.

"It's your turn."

"Princess Zhou Zhiyan, how dare you! I am the Young Master of the Yinshi Sect, and my father is the Sect Master of Yingshi Sect. If you dare to touch me, he will definitely grind you to dust!"

Ling Tian showed fear, his legs slightly weak.

But he still roared, pretending to be calm.

"Haha! What does this Princess not dare to do?" Princess Zhou Zhiyan laughed out loud, and with a movement, she arrived in front of Ling Tian, sword light flashing.

"Sshh~"

Ling Tian's head rolled to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Just at this moment.

A pitch-black figure shot out from Ling Tian's corpse.

The Aura was massive, carrying monstrous anger, staring fixedly at Princess Zhou Zhiyan.

He shouted sternly, "Who killed my son?!"

Princess Zhou Zhiyan raised her eyebrows and looked the black shadow up and down.

Her tone was indifferent, "Are you the Sect Master of Yingshi Sect?"

"It is this seat!"

The black shadow was furious, gathering terrifying power in his palm.

He slapped toward Princess Zhou Zhiyan, "Daring to kill my son, this seat will definitely tear you into pieces to avenge my son!"

"You make me laugh to death, what a pig brain." Princess Zhou Zhiyan laughed, her body swaying.

"You only came out after your son is dead; don't you think it's too late to talk about revenge now?"

One person and one shadow, both had towering Auras.

A shocking battle was about to break out.