79: Chapter 79

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingping's face instantly darkened, his sleeves fluttering as the Spiritual Qi throughout his body surged out violently: "Stinking woman, you're looking for death!"

In an instant!

Green brilliance soared into the sky, and Wang Qingping himself turned into a streak of green light that tore through the sky, shooting out violently.

A flash of mysterious light appeared on the way, and a zhang-long mysterious black giant sword materialized out of thin air. Its golden Sword Qi had an Aura like a rainbow, whipping up astral winds across the sky before even getting close, as if it intended to cut the white-clothed woman in front of him in half at the waist.

Facing this earth-shattering blow, Fairy Qiyue still stood quietly in the Void Realm, her white dress flapping loudly in the gale, with not even a flicker of emotion in her eyes.

She slowly raised a hand and pointed forward lightly with two fingers.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out as a flash of white light passed by. The mysterious black giant sword was like paper, shattering inch by inch starting from the tip, and the violent Sword Qi instantly dissipated into nothingness.

The white light's momentum did not decrease, piercing straight through layers of spiritual light and landing precisely on the forehead of the charging Wang Qingping.

Bai Tang, who had come to support Qi Yue, saw this scene and his pupils constricted.

He recognized this strike; it was exactly the "Void Tear" that Qi Yue had once pointed out to him! Only this strike now was clearly several times more powerful than the guidance he received that day.

Wang Qingping's figure suddenly froze, and the green light instantly dimmed.

A spot of crimson slowly seeped from his forehead, and then his entire head exploded like a split watermelon, blood mixed with brains scattering across the sky. His headless body still maintained its charging posture, staggering twice in mid-air before falling into the sea of clouds below with the inertia of his unwillingness.

"Hiss!"

On the flying boat, everyone gasped, all of them dumbfounded and speechless.

Slaying a Golden Core Third Layer expert with one strike—this woman was terrifying.

"How dare you, brat?"

A furious shout exploded like a thunderclap on level ground, and Zhao Wuji took a sudden step forward, the deck beneath his feet cracking in response.

Now that the army of our Four Great Sects is pressing the borders, even if Wang Qingping was no match, he never expected this woman would actually dare to kill directly. Was she just killing Wang Qingping? This was clearly a slap to the face of the Four Great Sects.

Fairy Qiyue glanced at Bai Tang, who had flown over to support her, feeling displeased.

"What are you doing here?"

"Senior, I..."

"Don't interfere with my move!" After leaving these words, Fairy Qiyue withdrew her gaze.

Ling Chuan's expression became a bit more solemn. No wonder the Grand Elder in the Spirit Void Secret Realm fell into this woman's hands; even he could feel a faint sense of danger from the mysterious Sword Qi condensed in that finger earlier.

"Everyone, this person should be at the Golden Core Fifth or Sixth Layer Realm. Let's join forces to take her down, and then we will level this Dao Seeking Sect to the ground."

As he spoke, red light surged in Ling Chuan's palm, and a palm-sized crimson token appeared out of thin air before him.

The token was surrounded by shadows of raging flames, with complex fire runes inscribed upon it, emitting a faint Aura capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

This was the Leaving Fire Pavilion's Sect-protecting treasure, the "Sky Burning Command," an Earth Rank Medium Grade Magic Treasure. It could mobilize the fire-attribute Spiritual Qi within a hundred zhang, and its power was not to be underestimated.

"Good! Pavilion Master Ling is right!"

Zhao Lieyang roared, and a zhang-long blood-colored spear had already appeared in his hand. The spear tip glittered with a cold, morose light; it was impressively also an earth-rank magic treasure.

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly. While forming hand seals, an entirely emerald green longsword appeared in his hand, its blade slender and its tassel fluttering!

Not only that, but even the other Golden Core Experts on the flying boat also sent out their respective Magic Treasures one after another.

For a moment, various spiritual lights and Auras illuminated the sky in vibrant colors; this was the foundation of a Hegemon-level Force.

Are you good at fighting?

So what if you are? Out here, one relies on Magic Treasures and on bullying others with superior numbers!

In an instant!

Dozens of Golden Core Cultivators held their various Magic Treasures as their Spiritual Qi surged incessantly. Brilliant techniques overwhelmed the sky, crushing towards Fairy Qiyue as if to instantly tear her into powder.

The Cultivators on the flying boat all held their breath, waiting to see the tragic scene of the white-clothed woman's blood splattering on the spot.

Facing this seemingly unsolvable siege, Fairy Qiyue suddenly curled her lips into a smile, one that was cold and contained a trace of pride that looked down upon the world.

She held her fingers like a sword and slowly sliced through the Void Realm.

A beam of white Sword Qi, refined to the extreme, soared into the sky. It seemed slender but contained unmatched power.

"Screech!"

A loud explosion went off in the air, and a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

The sharp combined strike of dozens of Golden Core Experts instantly dissipated like smoke under this one sword strike.

One sword to break all laws!

This phrase was demonstrated vividly at this moment!

As her Divine Soul was dissipating, the advice "not to be repeated" suddenly surfaced in Liu Ruyan's mind.

She regretted it, but it was already too late!

Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" sound, and a green Talisman at his waist dissipated into the world. This was a Rank Six Talisman he had obtained by chance in the Spirit Void Secret Realm forty years ago.

"How... how is this possible?" His pupils constricted, his face full of shock.

The others weren't so lucky.

The grand Sect Master of the Joyful Union Sect, Liu Ruyan—a Fairy whom many people would boast to their friends for a day just for catching a glimpse of from afar—was actually killed on the spot by this one sword strike.

Of the dozens of Golden Core Experts, only three survived.

Before the three could recover from their shock, an even more terrifying Aura suddenly erupted from Fairy Qiyue's body. Like the galaxy from the Nine Heavens pouring down, it carried a terrifying Aura that made the Soul tremble, instantly enveloping the entire sky.

"A Na... Nascent Soul Stage Expert!"

Ling Chuan fell to his knees on the deck of the flying boat with a "thud," while Zhao Wuji's hair was messy and his resolute face showed utter exhaustion.

Outside the Dao Seeking Sect's main hall!

Lin Yifan and the others gasped, the previous scene replaying in their minds over and over again.

The shock lingered in their hearts, not dissipating for a long time.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Xuan with an "as expected" expression, and he suddenly understood... No wonder, no wonder!

This female sword immortal was actually a Nascent Soul Stage Expert. No wonder the Dao Seeking Sect Master was so confident; no wonder this person dared to stand alone before the Four Great Sects.

The Mountain Protecting Elder swallowed, with only one thought in his heart: the four Hegemon-level Forces would be removed from the Eastern Region from now on.

Beside him, Bai Tang was completely dazed.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

At this moment, Zhao Lieyang felt endless regret. The ruthlessness and resentment on his face had long since vanished, replaced by deep fear, and his eyes instantly became clear and harmless.

"Se... Senior, no! Fairy, have mercy! It was I who was blind. As long as you can spare my life, this Junior is willing to make compensation for this offense."

After two hundred and fifty years, he had only just cultivated to the Golden Core Realm; he didn't want to die yet.

Zhao Lieyang probably never thought that he, the once-daring Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator who dared to strike even against experts two Realms higher than himself,

would actually be so afraid of death at this moment!

Instead, a few Sect Disciples behind him had resolute expressions; death was just death.

Qi Yue coldly scanned the group of Cultivators who were arrogant before and submissive now, saying coldly: "Those who offend my Dao Seeking Sect must pay with their lives to atone."

As the words fell, Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted. He suddenly surged a breath of Life Essence Qi and green light flared around him; disregarding the lives of his Sect Disciples, he turned and shot towards the distance.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred miles away.

The grand Sect Master of a Hegemon-level Force was now burning his Life Essence Qi just to flee on the wind.

Fairy Qiyue looked at the hurriedly fleeing figure, a cold arc curling at the corner of her mouth. "If I really let you escape, how could I face the Sect Master?"