Volume 14, Chapter 908 – Come Down and Kill Me, Idiot

With several Immortal Emperors leading the charge, the surrounding million-strong crowd surged into the arena as if injected with adrenaline. Various artifacts blotted out the sky, and an endless stream of divine abilities dazzled the eye. Their desperation stemmed from the fear that a failed mission by the Immortal Alliance would implicate them all. After all, no one wanted to leave their fate in someone else’s hands.

Qi Huang had come here not to throw her life away, but to ruin the reputation of the Immortal Alliance and the Heavenly Dao. However, before retreating, there were two people she absolutely had to kill. The first was the man in front of her, Yan Yi. The second was the Ziji Immortal Emperor.

Qi Huang swiftly stored Cheng Hongling and Fang Yuan into her spatial ring. Then, she withdrew her Divine Sense barrier and transformed it into a giant hand, which promptly seized Yan Yi’s Divine Sense—the one he was using to control his sword.

Though Yan Yi was a solid fourth-stage Heavenly Immortal, in terms of Divine Sense alone, he was still a level weaker than Qi Huang. Instantly, he felt overwhelming pressure and waves of dull pain surged through his head.

Grimacing in pain, Yan Yi immediately gathered his Divine Sense to struggle and tried to break free from Qi Huang’s control.

At that moment, countless immortals had already arrived on the scene.

“Young Mistress, putting on an act is boring. Killing the Heavenly Dao’s lapdogs is way more fun.”

An Xuan’s voice suddenly rang out. Her figure abruptly appeared in the field, and poisonous miasma spread wherever she passed. The surrounding immortals didn’t even have time to react before they were engulfed in corpse poison, their screams of agony rising in a frenzied chorus.

The others panicked and quickly pulled back.

“Courting death!”

Weixin Immortal Emperor shouted furiously and shot toward An Xuan at high speed.

Naturally, An Xuan had no intention of confronting Weixin Immortal Emperor, especially one protected by a Heavenly Stele. She just kept fleeing while unleashing toxins to stop the immortals from surrounding Qi Huang.

Behind her, Weixin Immortal Emperor was so furious he practically exploded with rage. He couldn’t catch An Xuan, and since she wasn’t attacking him directly, he couldn’t trigger the Heavenly Stele’s defensive mechanism. He had all that protection but couldn’t do anything with it.

Qi Huang wasn’t interested in wasting time either. Seizing the moment, her powerful Divine Sense pressed down hard on Yan Yi.

BOOM…!

Caught completely off guard, Yan Yi’s knees buckled and he dropped to the ground with a loud crash, smashing a massive crater into the earth. Dirt and rocks flew in all directions.

“I… I clearly covered myself with Heaven-Deceiving Water. Why… why can your Divine Sense still suppress me?”

Yan Yi gritted his teeth, struggling to support himself.

“A lackey of the Heavenly Dao, having to douse himself in Heaven-Deceiving Water… how ironic,” Qi Huang said with a voice laced with pity.

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“I see now… You’ve taken Heaven-Mending Crystal, haven’t you?” Yan Yi suddenly realized.

“Good. At least you can die with that answer.”

Qi Huang’s expression turned cold. Her Boundless Demonic Hair wove together, forming a rapidly spinning drill, which shot toward Yan Yi to pierce him through.

But Yan Yi remained calm in crisis. He barely managed to summon his Divine Sense and released a milky-white sword. The moment it appeared, it shattered into four blades that circled around him at high speed. On each blade were divine beast totems, roaring and breathing searing Yang flames so hot they warped space and couldn’t be seen clearly with the naked eye.

Before the Boundless Demonic Hair even got close, it was scorched by the intense heat, withering and falling away.

“What kind of flame is this?” Qi Huang was shocked and immediately retracted her demonic hair.

“Your Divine Sense may be powerful, but it’s no more than the fifth stage of Heavenly Immortal Realm. It can’t completely suppress me. This sword was forged from the incarnation of a Black Tortoise and emits Pure Yang Flame. It was made to counter vile things like you. Today, you’re doomed,” Yan Yi sneered.

“Too bad for you,” Qi Huang chuckled under her veil. “A fine sword still needs a mind to wield it.”

She gave up the suppression approach and instead turned her Divine Sense into a massive hand, grabbing onto Yan Yi’s Divine Sense that controlled the sword, and began to squeeze.

Yan Yi’s breath caught in his throat. A searing pain stabbed through his mind, but he gritted his teeth and managed to summon another artifact.

This one was a bronze mirror. But it didn’t reflect the real world, instead, bizarre illusions shimmered within it.

In the blink of an eye, those illusions burst forth from the mirror like a flood, spreading rapidly in all directions.

It was obvious Yan Yi intended to use illusions to counter Qi Huang’s Divine Sense. Compared to killing intent, this was more effective since it didn’t depend on the soul being separated from the body.

Qi Huang was alarmed. She instantly withdrew her Divine Sense and shut her eyes tight. She knew that the moment she kept even a trace of perception, she’d be trapped in the illusion and rendered helpless. That was the terrifying power of such artifacts.

Indeed, wherever the illusion spread, mortals and immortals alike fell into confusion, powerless to resist.

But Qi Huang would not sit still and await death. She gathered her Boundless Demonic Hair into a massive black drill and launched it straight at the spot where Yan Yi had been standing.

SPLURT!

Instead of meeting resistance, the drill bored directly into the ground.

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“Damn!” Qi Huang cursed inwardly and immediately retreated using movement techniques. But without Divine Sense, her speed was only equivalent to that of a Divine Ability Realm cultivator.

“Hahaha, worm! Lost your Divine Sense and you’re panicking now, huh? You’re slower than a snail!”

Yan Yi’s trembling voice rang out. It was clear his head still hurt like hell.

Using only her hearing to locate him, Qi Huang sent her Boundless Demonic Hair stabbing in his direction again. But it hit nothing. She wasn’t surprised, without Divine Sense, it was impossible to lock onto a Heavenly Immortal-level enemy.

Knowing she couldn’t counterattack for now, Qi Huang decided to buy time. She retracted her hair and cocooned herself layer by layer like a silkworm.

“Hmph, cocooning yourself? How pathetic,” Yan Yi mocked, waving his sword. The four blades shot out from the sky, taking up positions to the east, west, south, and north, forming a formation around Qi Huang’s cocoon. The Black Tortoise carvings opened their mouths and spat out blazing Pure Yang Flames, melting the Boundless Demonic Hair.

An Xuan saw it all but couldn’t help. Weixin Immortal Emperor was still chasing her, and now the Ziji Immortal Emperor had joined the pursuit too.

Qi Huang winced as sharp pain spread from her scalp. She quickly pulled out a large amount of ghost tomatoes from her ring and began feeding them to her Boundless Demonic Hair, preparing for a drawn-out battle with that stubborn old bastard.

Squeak… squeak…

Just then, a crisp phoenix cry rang out. An ice phoenix illusion burst into the illusionary realm, wrapped around a piercing arrowhead that tore through space itself. Frigid ice spread rapidly, freezing everything in its path. Many immortals who were still lost in the illusion died instantly.

The arrow swept through everything like a hot knife through butter, aiming straight for Yan Yi. The freezing aura it released was so intense it even froze part of the illusion.

“An Imperial Weapon?” Yan Yi’s face turned pale. He gave up on the sword formation and scrambled to dodge.

SWISH!

The arrow buried itself deep in the earth. Ice spread rapidly outward, freezing the sword formation that had been trapping Qi Huang.

“Feng Jiu’an! So it was you who stole the Imperial Weapon! How dare you collude with evil! Do you know what happens to those who betray the Immortal Alliance?”

Yan Yi, still shaken, roared.

“I don’t,” came a familiar voice. “But I know the Immortal Alliance is utterly shameless.”

The voice belonged to none other than the Fengming Empress. She appeared suddenly at the edge of the frozen world, holding the feared Imperial Weapon, Fengxiang Bow.

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“It’s the Fengming Empress? Why is she also going against the Immortal Alliance? Has she fallen to evil too?”

The bystanders around the capital’s outskirts looked visibly worried. After all, the Fengming Empress had always held immense prestige in their eyes.

Feng Jiu’an didn’t bother to explain. She simply raised two fingers and lightly plucked the bowstring.

VMMM…

The string vibrated gently, setting off a spatial resonance.

CRACK! CRACK!

The frozen world ahead of her fractured like glass, then shattered entirely. The illusion vanished.

CRACK!

The copper mirror in Yan Yi’s hand also shattered.

Qi Huang slowly withdrew her Boundless Demonic Hair. Glancing back, she saw that her once silky, waist-length hair had become a fluffy mess of wild curls. If not for the burnt smell, it might have had some charm.

“You gave this National Preceptor a free hairstyle. How do you suppose I should repay you?”

Qi Huang grinned viciously. Her figure vanished from sight, but her Divine Sense had already locked onto Yan Yi.

Yan Yi’s face turned to terror. He had expended too much energy, and with his artifact broken, he was in no condition to resist Qi Huang.

SPLURT!

Before he could dodge, his head was separated from his body.

Qi Huang seized Yan Yi’s Life Soul with her Divine Sense and crushed it without hesitation.

“The Grand Elder is dead! The Grand Elder is dead!”

The surviving higher-ups and disciples of the Immortal Alliance lost all will to fight and scattered like frightened birds.

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Qi Huang didn’t delay. She turned and charged toward the Ziji Immortal Emperor. The heart fragment in his possession was now her only goal.

“Hmph!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor was only at the early stage of Heavenly Immortal Realm, and his Divine Sense couldn’t even detect Qi Huang’s figure. Still, he remained composed and promptly brought out a fist-sized stone.

The stone looked unremarkable, but the moment it appeared, it emitted a terrifying pressure. It quickly dissolved, covering his body to form a majestic set of armor.

Qi Huang’s eyes narrowed, and she stopped in her tracks. She could feel a strong threat emanating from the armor.

“Come kill this Immortal Emperor! What, not coming? Are you scared?”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor taunted arrogantly. Then he added smugly, “This is a fragment of the Heavenly Stele I got from my in-law. Even a late-stage Heavenly Immortal couldn’t break through it. What chance do you, a mere ant, have?”

“Heavenly Stele fragment?” Qi Huang paused, her eyes flickering. Then she called out to the others: “Little maid, Fengming Empress, stop fighting. Time to retreat!”

As soon as Qi Huang spoke, a sword aura ripped through the space beside her, opening a rift to the heavens.

Without a word, she dove into the spatial rift. An Xuan and Feng Jiu’an followed close behind.

Qi Huang cast an Assimilation Domain over the Fengming Empress, allowing her to smoothly pass into the Cultivation Realm.

The three women stepped proudly to the edge of the spatial rift, gazing at the sea of enemies gathering in the Immortal Realm with not a trace of fear. Due to the laws of space, those above the Immortal level couldn’t enter the Cultivation Realm.

“Big Sis! Are you alright?” came a voice as Huang Tian stepped forward—the one Qi Huang had planted here as her contingency plan.

“I’m fine,” Qi Huang replied casually.

“Damn it! She escaped to the Cultivation Realm again! That damn Assimilation power!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor cursed loudly.

“Come down and kill me, idiot! What’s stopping you, huh? Are you scared?”

Qi Huang shouted back, her tone full of ridicule.