"Get lost!"
"Get out of my way!"
Before even entering the stone gate, the people who were conversing peacefully just now had already started fighting with knives and swords.
"Clang!"
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
Blades and sword shadows, martial techniques taking form, causing continuous explosive sounds.
Many people had not even entered yet, but were already lying dead on the ground.
"Let's go too!"
Fifth Sky's pupils shrank, his feather fan in hand fluttered, and his whole body turned into a ray of light rushing towards the stone gate. The two elders behind him also followed along.
At the same time, Peng Xianer grabbed Yu Wujie with one hand, and rushed towards the stone gate with the two elders behind her.
"Miss!"
"Miss!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Mu and Yang Sen anxiously looked towards Yun Xianque.
"I said I'm not going," Yun Xianque gritted her teeth and said.
The two looked at each other as the two major factions disappeared from sight, and let out deep sighs.
"Oh? The people from Fengyun Valley actually didn't come in?" Fifth Sky rushed towards the altar ahead at an extremely fast speed, while looking back and did not notice Fengyun Valley's presence, an incredulous voice came out.
"Young master, don't mind them. Getting the artifact is most important," Di Wu Zhen reminded.
"You're right, the artifact is the most important," Fifth Sky agreed.
Fifth Sky pushed his speed to the limit, rushing madly towards the palace ahead.
Finally, the palace was within sight. The three artifacts were already beckoning to him.
However, just then, an icy cold voice suddenly appeared.
"Humph, you want to obtain the artifacts without asking my Heavenly Sword Sect first?"
As the voice fell, a streak of cyan red sword light suddenly appeared, crashing down with a rumble.
Seeing this, Fifth Sky's expression changed. His feather fan in hand fluttered and shot out several hidden weapons.
"Clang clang clang!"
The sword light dissipated.
But this one sword completely blocked Fifth Sky's path forward.
Looking up again, he found Heavenly Sword Sect's people had appeared before him.
"Peng Xianer!"
Fifth Sky gritted his teeth tightly.
Then his feather fan waved, sending out an icy glint to slash towards Peng Xianer. At the same time, his body turned into a ray of light, attacking Peng Xianer.
"Humph!"
Di Wu Zhen also let out cold snorts, joining Fifth Sky to fight the two from Heavenly Sword Sect.
Without any probing, both sides had already started an intense battle.
Clearly, everyone understood that in those present, only the other side could stop them from obtaining the artifacts.
Whoever defeated the other side first and rushed to the palace ahead would have the right to claim the artifacts.
"Heavenly Feather!"
After an exchange, Fifth Sky waved his feather fan in the air, accompanying it with a flurry of hand seals. The feather fan instantly spun rapidly, shooting out countless projectiles from within, dense as a sky full of feathers towards Peng Xianer.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Peng Xianer was equally unwilling to show weakness. Her long sword in hand vibrated, then flew out, drawing a glowing trail in the air like a meteor streaking across the sky, instantly forming a sky filled with sword shadows.
"Formation, Great Heavenly Prestige Pellet!"
"Formation, Violent Thunder Bomb!"
Beside them, Di Wu Zhen of Xue Shan Zhuang directly used their ultimate moves, since the artifacts were right before them, any delay would lead to more variables.
But Di Wu Zhen thought this way, didn't Long Jian Kong think so too?
"Sword art, Eternal Sword Path!"
"Sword art, Heavenly Sword Descends!"
Almost at the same time Di Wu Zhen launched their attacks, the long swords in their hands also gathered terrifying power.
"Ah! Heaven bless, heaven bless, don't affect me!"
Seeing this scene, Yu Wujie who was hiding in a recess in the stone wall was scared out of his wits. He pressed his palms together praying.
Finally.
The attacks of the few people finally collided in the narrow passage.
"Boom!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
Perhaps due to a chain reaction, after the first explosion, a series of sonic booms followed.
After that, violent energy accompanied by the remaining sword glow instantly enveloped the entire corridor.
Many other cultivators in the corridor were affected and seriously injured.
Finally, when the energy dissipated, their vision became clear again.
The passage had been destroyed beyond recognition.
"Sorry, you've lost. The artifacts are ours now," Peng Xianer's voice was icy cold as she said this. Although they were also injured, it was much lighter compared to Di Wu Zhen's side.
With that said, Peng Xianer let out a cold laugh, and led Long Jian Kong towards the palace ahead.
"Damn it, stop them quickly!"
Di Wu Zhen's face was ghastly pale as he shouted.
But as he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Wanting to stop them now was clearly too late.
After all, Xue Shan Zhuang specialized in hidden weapons and formations, and were clearly inferior in combat power compared to the offensively renowned Heavenly Sword Sect.
They could only watch helplessly as Heavenly Sword Sect's three people arrived first.
"Elders, let's each take one of the three artifacts and get them all," upon entering the palace, seeing the altar not far ahead, Peng Xianer's voice was excited as she shouted.
"Yes, saintess."
The two elders quickly nodded. Their eyes also glimmered with light. After all, with artifacts about to be obtained, even Martial Venerables could not control their excitement.
Closer.
Even closer.
The three became even more excited, also holding their breaths.
"Attack together!"
Peng Xianer yelled loudly.
As her voice fell, they arrived at the altar almost at the same time. Their faces showed excitement, and their palms filled with vital energy reached out towards where the artifacts were.
However, the next moment.
The smiles on the three's faces froze abruptly, and their hands halted mid-air.
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ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
