Chapter 271: The Arrival of Su Tianmo!

Xuanyuan Jiuyou was well aware of the slim odds. However, given the vast reach of the Celestial Palace’s influence in Zhongsheng Continent, with spies embedded in nearly every faction and corner, the complete lack of leads after such an extensive search was enough to arouse his suspicion.

After all, the Jiang Dynasty had taken refuge in the Forbidden Abyss. If Yun Zixian had also entered the Forbidden Abyss, there was a strong possibility that she had colluded with the Jiang Dynasty.

As for the possibility of her escaping to the seas, it was almost entirely ruled out. The Celestial Palace had immediately dispatched powerful experts to guard the boundary routes between Zhongsheng Continent and the seas. If Yun Zixian had tried to escape that way, she would not have gone unnoticed.

“Though the likelihood is low, it’s not entirely impossible,” Xuanyuan Jiuyou mused.
“Let’s assume Yun Zixian has entered the Forbidden Abyss. If so, she has likely already joined forces with the Jiang Dynasty.”

“For now, let’s deal with the matter at the Ziwei Divine Sect first. Perhaps, as events unfold, those we’re seeking will naturally reveal themselves.”

Xuanyuan Jiuyou harbored some hope. With the 17th Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan, three quasi-emperor elders, and the experts of the Celestial Palace having laid a massive trap at the Ziwei Divine Sect, the Jiang Dynasty’s forces wouldn’t stand a chance if they dared to intervene.

If Yun Zixian were confirmed to be with the Jiang Dynasty at that point, the situation would become much simpler.

“Yes, Third Young Master!” Zhuge Ning understood Xuanyuan Jiuyou’s plan. Everything would proceed as planned, and they would wait for news from the Ziwei Divine Sect before addressing other matters.

Zhuge Ning turned and left the palace. After exiting Xuanyuan Jiuyou’s hall, he walked to a pavilion in the Celestial Palace, where an elder had been waiting for him.

“Elder Zuo, what’s the matter?” Zhuge Ning asked as he approached.

“Deputy Palace Master, the Grand Elder and Second Elder of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan have arrived. They claim to have urgent matters to discuss with you and the Palace Master,” Elder Zuo replied.

“Su Tianmo and Su Lu? What urgent matters could they possibly have?” Zhuge Ning frowned in puzzlement.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was a renowned and powerful force in Zhongsheng Continent. Their clan ancestor had reached the 12-star Eternal Realm. However, in the eyes of the Celestial Palace’s leadership, they weren’t considered particularly significant.

For their Grand Elder and Second Elder to come seeking a meeting at such a critical time was unusual.

“Deputy Palace Master, they didn’t reveal specifics. However, from the way they spoke, it seems to involve the Jiang Dynasty,” Elder Zuo added.

“Oh? The Jiang Dynasty?” Zhuge Ning’s interest was piqued.

He thought for a moment before saying, “Where are they now?”

“In the side hall, waiting,” Elder Zuo replied.

“Take me to them.”

“Yes!”

Under Elder Zuo’s guidance, Zhuge Ning quickly arrived at the side hall. Upon stepping through the door, he saw Su Tianmo and Su Lu seated and waiting.

“Elders, thank you for waiting,” Zhuge Ning said with a harmonious smile as he entered.

“Deputy Palace Master!” Su Tianmo and Su Lu rose and cupped their hands in greeting.

“Please, sit.” Zhuge Ning gestured with a wave of his folding fan, his demeanor warm and inviting. He then took a seat opposite the two elders.

Once they were all seated, Su Tianmo asked, “Deputy Palace Master, is Yun Palace Master not in the palace?”

“That’s correct. You’ve come at an opportune time, but the Palace Master and Grand Elder have gone to the Ziwei Divine Sect. I am currently in charge of all matters within the palace.”

“If there’s anything you need, feel free to speak,” Zhuge Ning replied with a smile.

Upon hearing that Yun Xiaoyao was absent, Su Tianmo and Su Lu exchanged a glance. Su Tianmo then spoke directly, “Very well. Since that’s the case, I’ll get straight to the point.”

“Deputy Palace Master, we’ve come this time to propose a collaboration with the Celestial Palace!”

“A collaboration?” Zhuge Ning was taken aback. “Elder Su, are you proposing this on behalf of yourselves, or the entire Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?”

“Both,” Su Tianmo replied firmly.

“Oh? Interesting…” Zhuge Ning smiled, intrigued. “Well then, Elder Su, let’s hear it. What kind of collaboration do you have in mind?”

Su Tianmo proceeded to explain the situation within the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, including Su Baijie’s relationship with Emperor HuanYu of the Jiang Dynasty, the strength of the Jiang Empress, and other details. He laid everything out clearly.

As Su Tianmo spoke, Zhuge Ning’s expression grew increasingly grave.

By the time Su Tianmo finished, Zhuge Ning fully understood his proposal: Su Tianmo sought the Celestial Palace’s support to help him ascend to the position of Clan Master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. Once he secured power, he would use Su Baijie and Su Linfeng’s connections to assist the Celestial Palace in dealing with the Jiang Dynasty.

Though Su Baijie had severed ties with Su Linfeng in front of the clan, the bloodline connection remained. With Su Linfeng’s life as leverage, it was hard to believe Su Baijie wouldn’t waver.

Moreover, there was also Granny Suqing, a valuable individual who could be used to their advantage.

Zhuge Ning contemplated this information carefully, but his focus wasn’t on the proposed collaboration with the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. Instead, it was on a critical piece of intelligence Su Tianmo had revealed:

The Empress of the Jiang Dynasty was a quasi-emperor!

This was groundbreaking news. If the Empress was at the quasi-emperor level and Emperor HuanYu had subdued her, it was highly likely that his strength exceeded even that.

“Elder Su, I understand your proposal,” Zhuge Ning said after some thought. “But before we proceed, I have one question for you.”

“You mentioned that the Empress of the Jiang Dynasty is at the quasi-emperor level. Do you know her name?”

Su Tianmo thought for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t. When she was in the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, she only referred to herself as ‘This Empress.’ She never revealed her true name.”

“However, her appearance is unforgettable—she is the most stunningly beautiful and elegant woman I have ever seen,” Su Tianmo added.

“You remember her appearance? Could you describe it or recreate it?” Zhuge Ning immediately asked.

Chapter 272 – Poison Hall, Formation Hall, Two Hall Masters!

“Of course!” Su Tianmo confidently replied.
He could never forget Xiao Qingli’s appearance.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured Xiao Qingli’s image on a blank sheet of paper and handed it to Zhuge Ning.

When Zhuge Ning took the portrait and gazed upon it, he was momentarily stunned by the depiction of Xiao Qingli’s beauty.

“A woman like this should only exist in the heavens!”
This thought perfectly encapsulated how Zhuge Ning felt about the woman in the portrait.

“Unbelievable. I didn’t expect her to be this breathtaking,” Zhuge Ning murmured. “Even in a mere portrait, you can sense the extraordinary aura in her eyes.”

“A person of such caliber and beauty shouldn’t exist in Xuanzhou…”

The more Zhuge Ning thought about it, the more he realized that Xiao Qingli, with her quasi-emperor cultivation and stunning appearance, was no ordinary figure.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to store the portrait carefully.

Turning to Su Tianmo, Zhuge Ning regained his calm demeanor. “Elder Su, I understand your intentions,” he said.

“The Celestial Palace can assist you in becoming the clan leader of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. However, there’s a condition.”

“I don’t need your clan to strategize with us against the Jiang Dynasty. What I want is for the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan to publicly announce its allegiance as a vassal of the Celestial Palace. What do you think?”

Zhuge Ning was no fool. He understood the difference between a one-time favor and permanent loyalty. By making the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan a vassal, they would be bound to follow the Celestial Palace’s commands, no matter how challenging.

Even if it meant fighting the Jiang Dynasty, they would have no choice but to obey.

“Vassalage…” Su Tianmo and Su Lu hesitated. Becoming a vassal meant submitting to the Celestial Palace’s authority, shifting their intended cooperative relationship to one of subordination.

Although Su Tianmo desired power, he wasn’t willing to lose his autonomy entirely.

Seeing their hesitation, Zhuge Ning smiled and added, “I understand your concerns, but this is the best deal you’ll get.”

“As a vassal of the Celestial Palace, once the Ziwei Divine Sect and the Jiang Dynasty are defeated, the treasures and resources from those factions will be distributed preferentially to our allies.”

“With the Celestial Palace’s support, your Nine-Tailed Fox Clan could quickly rise to rival the Ancient White Tiger Clan or the Ancient Roc Clan.”

“And within your clan, the recognition and respect for you both will undoubtedly increase.”

Zhuge Ning painted a vivid picture of the rewards awaiting them. Driven by their desire for power, Su Tianmo and Su Lu found themselves swayed.

“Fine!” Su Tianmo finally decided. “Deputy Palace Master, we agree! If you help me ascend to the position of clan leader, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will publicly declare its allegiance to the Celestial Palace!”

“Excellent!” Zhuge Ning laughed heartily and sent out two messages.

Moments later, two middle-aged men entered the hall.

One wore blue robes, his face dark and lips tinged with purple as if poisoned. His forearms bore purplish-black marks, emanating a sinister aura. His demeanor was menacing and ruthless.

The other wore black robes but had white eyebrows, giving him a kinder appearance in stark contrast to the first man.

“Deputy Palace Master,” they greeted Zhuge Ning calmly with slight nods.

Zhuge Ning smiled and introduced them. “Allow me to introduce two of our Celestial Palace hall masters. This is Du Qianqiu, master of the Poison Hall, and Zhen Baimei, master of the Array Hall.”

Hearing their titles, Su Tianmo and Su Lu’s faces turned pale. They quickly stood and bowed. “Hall Masters, it’s an honor to meet you!”

The three hall masters of the Celestial Palace were all at the Myriad Laws Instant Heaven Realm, far stronger than the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s patriarch.

Du Qianqiu, in particular, had a fearsome reputation in Zhongsheng Continent. Legends spoke of him annihilating an entire city with poison simply because someone there had offended him. His poisons didn’t just affect the city; several nearby villages and tribes were also wiped out, killing over a million lives.

It was said he had even poisoned his own master, earning him the title “Butcher Poison Sovereign” before joining the Celestial Palace.

Du Qianqiu merely nodded coldly at Su Tianmo and Su Lu, saying nothing, his demeanor icy and aloof.

Zhen Baimei, on the other hand, smiled warmly. “No need to be so formal, Elders. Since you’ve agreed to the Deputy Palace Master’s terms, we’re all on the same side now.”

“Indeed!” Zhuge Ning laughed. “Elder Su, the two hall masters will accompany you to help secure your position as clan leader. With their assistance, there won’t be any issues.”

“With such powerful support, I am deeply grateful!” Su Tianmo expressed his gratitude, his confidence bolstered.

With two Myriad Laws Instant Heaven Realm experts accompanying him, even if the clan patriarch opposed him, Su Tianmo was certain he could overcome any resistance.

Jiang Imperial Palace.

In a lavish chamber, Yun Zixian lay in bed, deeply asleep, her exhaustion evident.

Standing by the bedside, Emperor HuanYu, Jiang HuanYu, had already dressed and was gazing at her. After a moment, he turned and disappeared from the chamber.

In the next instant, he reappeared in a secret chamber, his eyes gleaming with determination.

“System, open all the grand packs in my inventory!” he commanded.

Chapter 273: Supreme Emperor-Level Rewards!

[Ding! System: Opening the grand rewards package, please wait…]
[Ding! System: Rewards package successfully opened!]
**[Ding! System: Congratulations, Host! You have received the following rewards:

As the system’s voice faded, two figures materialized out of thin air, standing before Jiang HuanYu.

“Greetings, Your Majesty!”
“Greetings, My Lord!”

Zhuge Liang was dressed in a grand daoist robe, holding a paper fan. He bowed respectfully to Jiang HuanYu.
The Heavenly Poison King, his complexion dark and emanating a dangerous aura, had a black flame imprint on his forehead. Poisonous energy seemed to radiate from his very breath. Draped in black robes, he too bowed deeply.

“Whoa!”
“Amazing! Absolutely amazing!”
Jiang HuanYu was ecstatic.
“This package is insane! It even included Zhuge Liang! This is incredible!”

“Please, both of you, rise,” he said hastily, gesturing for Zhuge Liang and the Heavenly Poison King to stand.

Excitedly, he then ordered the system, “System, open the information panels for Zhuge Liang and the Heavenly Poison King.”

[Name: Zhuge Liang (also known as Zhuge Kongming)]

[Name: Heavenly Poison King]

After reading the descriptions, Jiang HuanYu’s excitement grew even further. These were exactly the kinds of talents his Jiang Dynasty lacked—a strategist proficient in formations and an expert in poison!

And their cultivation? Fifth Heaven of the Heavenly Emperor Realm!
With these two on his side, Jiang HuanYu hardly needed to act personally anymore. Victory in the upcoming battle at the Ziwei Divine Sect was now assured.

“System, explain the Supreme Emperor Realm Advancement Cards and the Epic Enhancement Opportunity for the Three Royal Guards.”

[Supreme Emperor Realm Advancement Card]:

[Epic Enhancement Opportunity for the Three Royal Guards]:

[Emperor Sovereign Realm Experience Card]:

After the system’s explanation, Jiang HuanYu could barely contain his excitement.

“This is exactly what I needed!”
With these Emperor Sovereign Experience Cards, he now held the ultimate trump cards. His natural ability to overpower opponents several levels above him would synergize perfectly with these temporary upgrades.

“Zhuge Liang, I appoint you as the military advisor of the Jiang Dynasty. Your title and authority will be issued immediately!”
“Heavenly Poison King, I appoint you as one of the Dynasty’s honored enshrined elders. Your title and authority will also be issued immediately!”

Jiang HuanYu sent instructions to his aides, ensuring that official decrees for Zhuge Liang and the Heavenly Poison King were dispatched without delay.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” both said, bowing deeply in gratitude.

Jiang HuanYu then issued another command: “System, use the Epic Enhancement Opportunity to upgrade the three royal guard units!”

[System: Enhancing the Three Royal Guard Units, please wait…]
[System: Enhancement successful!]

The system update confirmed that Dark One had achieved qualifications to break into the Supreme Emperor Realm, while the rest of the guards had reached the absolute pinnacle of the Soul Severing Realm.

Jiang HuanYu couldn’t help but smile. Nearly 300 peak Soul Severing Realm warriors—this was unprecedented in Zhongsheng Continent. Even the Celestial Palace couldn’t match such strength!

And yet, he still had 10 Supreme Emperor Realm Advancement Cards and 20 Quasi-Emperor Realm Cards unused.

With the battle at the Ziwei Divine Sect approaching, Jiang HuanYu made a decisive choice.

“System, use nine Supreme Emperor Advancement Cards on me!”

As the system activated the cards, Jiang HuanYu’s aura surged explosively.

From the First Heaven of the Supreme Emperor Realm… to the Fifth Heaven… all the way to the pinnacle of the Supreme Emperor Realm!

Now, Jiang HuanYu was just half a step away from the Heavenly Emperor Realm. His strength had reached unimaginable heights.

Chapter 274: March to the Ziwei Divine Sect!

Jiang HuanYu now stood at the pinnacle of the Supreme Emperor Realm, with his true combat prowess far exceeding the limits of this realm. Without relying on his trump cards, he could easily defeat warriors at the Third Heaven of the Heavenly Emperor Realm—a feat that was virtually guaranteed.

After advancing his cultivation, the royal decrees for Zhuge Liang and the Heavenly Poison King were promptly issued. Their appointments quickly spread throughout the Jiang Imperial City, and the news became the talk of the entire Jiang Dynasty.

Not long after, Jiang HuanYu gathered all the high-ranking members of the dynasty, including his consorts, in the grand hall. Among them was Yun Zixian, now fully accepted as one of Jiang HuanYu’s women. She had been conferred the title of Cloud Consort, enjoying the privileges of the imperial harem.

In the great hall, Jiang HuanYu prepared to deploy his remaining cultivation resources.

“System, use the last Supreme Emperor Realm Advancement Card on Xiao Qingli. Use all 20 Quasi-Emperor Realm Advancement Cards as well!”

[System: Ding!]
[System: Deploying resources, please wait…]

One by one, everyone in the hall experienced a sudden surge in their cultivation.

Veterans like Zuo Xuanqi and King Jiang had witnessed this phenomenon before and remained composed. However, newcomers like Yun Zixian and the soul of Yun Che, who floated within the hall, were left utterly astonished.

“What in the world?!”
“I’ve lived for centuries, and I’ve never seen anything like this!”
“Breaking through just by standing there? Is this even possible?!”

Yun Che was completely overwhelmed as he watched his daughter’s aura skyrocket. His hands trembled. His gaze shifted briefly to Shura Yanran, Jiang HuanYu’s Asura bride, and his expression turned complex.

As the daughter of the Asura Emperor, her presence had cemented ties between the Jiang Dynasty and the demonic Asura clan—a relationship that, if exposed, could be exploited by the Xuanyuan Clan.

The alliance could be painted as a conspiracy between the Jiang Dynasty and the Demon Realm, potentially inciting widespread condemnation across the Heavenly Realm. Yet, Yun Che believed that Jiang HuanYu, astute as he was, must have anticipated these risks and prepared countermeasures.

When the energy surge finally subsided, the enhancements were complete:

Adding these to the previously enhanced figures—Feipeng, Zhonglou, Medusa, Arrow God, Danchen, and Qi Tianxing—the Jiang Dynasty now boasted 26 Quasi-Emperor-level experts.

Yun Zixian stood still, marveling at her newfound Emperor’s Aura, barely able to process what had happened. The sheer ease with which she had crossed into the Quasi-Emperor Realm was something she couldn’t have imagined even in her wildest dreams.

“This… I made the right choice,” she thought to herself, fully convinced that staying by Jiang HuanYu’s side was the best decision of her life.

Jiang HuanYu, standing atop the dais, surveyed his gathered forces.

“Good,” he said. “It seems everyone’s cultivation is where it needs to be.”

He turned to Tie Poyun and King Jiang. “How goes the preparation for the expedition?”

Both men stepped forward.

“Your Majesty, rest assured!” Tie Poyun declared. “A force of five million soldiers is fully assembled and ready to march at your command!”

“Excellent!” Jiang HuanYu said, his voice resounding through the hall.

“This time, I shall personally lead our forces to the Ziwei Divine Sect. We will liberate those trapped there and demonstrate the might of the Jiang Dynasty!”

Turning to the assembly, he continued, “I will now name those accompanying me:

“The rest of you shall remain at the imperial palace. If any matters arise, Consort Qian and Zhuge Liang will have the authority to make decisions in my stead.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” the assembly responded in unison.

Jiang HuanYu’s decision to leave behind his pregnant consorts, Qian Xinrou, Murong Xue, and Shura Yanran, was met with understanding. Shura Yanran, in particular, was nearing her due date, and Jiang HuanYu prioritized their well-being over the expedition.

Accompanied by Xiao Qingli and Medusa, as well as the newly appointed Heavenly Poison King, Jiang HuanYu felt confident in their ability to handle whatever challenges the Ziwei Divine Sect might pose.

Before long, the selected personnel boarded the imperial flying warships, led by Zuo Xuanqi, who brought Yinlan and the newly restored Meng Bingyun and Kong Zhiying aboard.

Thanks to Xiao Qingli’s assistance, the latter two had their bodies reconstructed swiftly, avoiding any disruption from heavenly tribulations during their revival.

With all preparations complete, Jiang HuanYu gave the command:

“Onward!”

Dozens of flying warships, carrying the elite of the Jiang Dynasty, rose into the skies, departing from the Forbidden Abyss and heading directly toward the Ziwei Divine Sect!

Chapter 275: The Tragedy of the Nine-Tailed Clan

As the Jiang Dynasty’s flying warships soared out of the Forbidden Abyss, heading toward the Ziwei Divine Sect, the spies of the Celestial Palace immediately relayed the news back to their superiors.

Celestial Palace

Upon receiving the report, Zhuge Ning quickly sought out Xuanyuan Jiuyou.

“Third Young Master! The Jiang Dynasty has mobilized!”
“Our spies report that dozens of their flying warships have emerged from the Forbidden Abyss, heading toward the Ziwei Divine Sect!”

Xuanyuan Jiuyou had already received a separate message from the Xuanyuan Clan’s five Guardian Elders, who were en route to investigate the Jiang Dynasty under the orders of the Xuanyuan Clan’s second patriarch. They were currently traveling through the Zhongsheng Continent and planned to rendezvous with Xuanyuan Jiuyou.

Hearing Zhuge Ning’s report, Xuanyuan Jiuyou’s mind churned with possibilities.

“Oh? So the Jiang Dynasty couldn’t resist intervening in the Ziwei Divine Sect after all,” he mused.

“Notify Palace Master Yun and the others to be fully prepared. There’s no need to act hastily—just wait for the Jiang Dynasty to fall into our trap.”

“Yes, Third Young Master!” Zhuge Ning promptly left to relay the orders to Yun Xiaoyao and Su Wuqin, instructing them to ready their forces and traps at the Ziwei Divine Sect.

Meanwhile, Xuanyuan Jiuyou redirected the five Guardian Elders to proceed directly to the Ziwei Divine Sect rather than the Celestial Palace.

“With the Xuanyuan Clan’s five Guardian Elders in position, there’s no way the Jiang Dynasty can emerge victorious,” Xuanyuan Jiuyou declared confidently.

Ziwei Divine Sect – The Day Before the Execution

In the dungeons of the Ziwei Divine Sect, the sect’s high-ranking members, including Grand Elders, the Patriarch, Sword Elder Jian Lanxin, and Bai Ranran, were all imprisoned together with their cultivation sealed.

“Elder Jian, will we… will we die?” Bai Ranran, trembling in Jian Lanxin’s arms, asked softly, her voice tinged with fear.

Jian Lanxin held her tightly, speaking words of comfort. “Don’t be afraid, Ranran. If it truly comes to that, just close your eyes and don’t open them. It’ll be over quickly.”

Jian Lanxin didn’t want to lie to Bai Ranran. The situation was dire: the Ziwei Divine Sect was besieged by the Xuanyuan Clan. Their Sect Master and Second Elder were already dead, the Ziwei Pearl had been stolen, and the First Elder was missing.

Tomorrow, they would all face execution.

Even the older generation of the Ziwei Divine Sect—the Patriarch and senior Grand Elders—looked utterly despondent.

In the face of the Xuanyuan Clan’s overwhelming power, their lives held no weight.

Only a miracle could save them now.

“I’m not afraid!” Bai Ranran suddenly declared, wiping her tears. “Those bad people—one day, I know my master will avenge us!”

Jian Lanxin, touched by the girl’s bravery, smiled faintly and patted her head.

Outside the Sect – Final Preparations

In the central square of the Ziwei Divine Sect, Yun Xiaoyao, Su Wuqin, and other high-ranking members of the Celestial Palace were finalizing their preparations. The area was fortified with 49 layered killing arrays and a sky-encompassing barrier.

“Palace Master Yun, is everything ready?” asked the 17th Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan, his tone serious.

“Rest assured, 17th Elder. Everything is in place,” Yun Xiaoyao replied with a smile.

“When the Jiang Dynasty arrives, they’ll find themselves caught in a trap they can’t escape from.”

“Good,” the 17th Elder said. “This time, we cannot let even one of them leave alive!”

Nine-Tailed Fox Clan – The Revolt

Meanwhile, chaos erupted in the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s meeting hall atop Nine-Tailed Divine Mountain.

“Boom!”

“Cough!”

“Traitors!”

Su Linfeng, the current patriarch, was hurled against a wall by a wave of toxic energy from Du Qianqiu, the Celestial Palace’s Poison Hall Master. The wall cracked like a spiderweb as Su Linfeng slumped to the floor, coughing up blood. His internal organs were gravely injured, yet his defiance burned bright.

“Su Tianmo! Su Lu! You’ve conspired with outsiders to overthrow me?!” he roared, his voice filled with fury.

Standing before him, Su Tianmo and Su Lu remained unfazed.

“Patriarch, don’t blame us. Blame your own incompetence!” Su Tianmo sneered.

“Under your leadership, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has fallen into stagnation. It’s time for new leadership—leadership that will bring our clan under the protection of the Celestial Palace!”

Su Linfeng spat blood, glaring at them with disdain. “You think becoming vassals of the Celestial Palace will save you? The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has survived for millennia without bowing to anyone! You’re fools to think this will end well!”

Du Qianqiu, who stood silently nearby, spoke coldly. “Enough chatter. Su Tianmo, finish this quickly. We don’t have all day.”

With a grim smile, Su Tianmo advanced on the injured Su Linfeng. Behind him, Zhen Baimei, the Hall Master, silently watched, ready to ensure the coup succeeded.

Tensions Build

As the clock ticked toward the execution at the Ziwei Divine Sect, tensions reached a boiling point.

Unbeknownst to them all, the Jiang Dynasty’s flying warships—led by Jiang HuanYu and his elite forces—were closing in fast, carrying with them the storm that would soon engulf all of Zhongsheng Continent.

Chapter 276: Abdication and a Seven-Day Ultimatum

Su Linfeng never imagined that Su Tianmo and Su Lu, two senior elders of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and heads of the council of elders, would bring outsiders to attack him.

Rage surged through him as he glared at the pair, his eyes burning with fury and betrayal.

“Heh…”
“Su Linfeng,” Su Tianmo began, stepping forward confidently.
“Your leadership has brought nothing but stagnation to the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. You lack the vision and capability to guide our clan to prosperity. It’s time you step down and let someone more capable take the reins.”
His voice dripped with mockery as he smirked at the injured patriarch.

“Spit! Traitor!” Su Linfeng spat, his voice hoarse with anger.
“Do you think allying with two outsiders will secure your place as clan leader? Su Tianmo, your ambition knows no bounds, and I never thought you would stoop this low!”

Su Tianmo remained unfazed.
“Say what you will,” he sneered.
“If you won’t step down voluntarily, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Hall Masters, seal his cultivation.”

At his command, Du Qianqiu and Zhen Baimei stepped forward. Just as they were about to act, a loud, authoritative voice echoed through the hall.

“Stop!”

From the entrance, Su Wushan, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s ancient patriarch, entered with several senior elders. They positioned themselves protectively in front of Su Linfeng.

“Elder Patriarch!” Su Linfeng exclaimed, his voice filled with both relief and urgency.
“Elder Patriarch, Su Tianmo and Su Lu have betrayed the clan, conspiring with outsiders to overthrow me. Please suppress them and these invaders!”

Despite the grave situation, Su Tianmo and Su Lu showed no signs of panic. Instead, Su Tianmo greeted the ancient patriarch with a faint smile.
“Ah, Elder Patriarch. You’ve arrived just in time.”

“Do you know what you’re doing, Su Tianmo?!” one of the senior elders demanded angrily.

“Of course I do!” Su Tianmo snapped.
“Everything I’ve done is for the good of the clan. Only under my leadership can the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan rise to true greatness!”

The elder’s retort was cut short by Su Wushan, who raised a hand to silence him.

As the clan’s strongest figure, Su Wushan’s face was dark with a mix of anger and heavy contemplation. Turning his gaze toward Du Qianqiu and Zhen Baimei, his voice was icy.
“To what do we owe the honor of two hall masters of the Celestial Palace gracing our mountain? Truly, I am ‘humbled.’”

Zhen Baimei, ever the polite facade, smiled.
“Elder Patriarch, there’s no need to be so formal. Today’s situation is unfortunate, but we ask for your cooperation to avoid further unpleasantness.”

Despite his seemingly polite words, his tone carried a veiled threat.

The identities of the two hall masters—famous Myriad Laws Instant Heaven Realm experts of the Celestial Palace—shocked the gathered elders.

Su Wushan’s eyes narrowed. He knew their presence signaled that Su Tianmo had indeed forged an alliance with the Celestial Palace, a move that placed the entire clan under their thumb.

“What does the Celestial Palace want?” Su Wushan asked gravely.

Zhen Baimei’s answer was blunt.
“It’s simple. Su Linfeng steps down, and Su Tianmo becomes the new patriarch. From today forward, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will only recognize Su Tianmo as its leader.”

Su Wushan fell silent, his expression heavy. Behind him, the gathered elders looked outraged but hesitant.

Du Qianqiu, whose cold demeanor spoke louder than words, finally broke his silence.
“Su Wushan, you’re old. You don’t have many years left, so you should understand how the world works.”
“In Zhongsheng Continent, no one defies the Celestial Palace. What we decide is law. If you can’t make a decision in three seconds, I’ll make it for you.”

The meaning was clear: if Su Wushan hesitated, Du Qianqiu would kill Su Linfeng and place Su Tianmo in power by force.

Faced with the reality of the situation, Su Wushan sighed deeply. Despite his strength, he wasn’t confident in defeating Du Qianqiu and Zhen Baimei together, especially without risking the lives of his clansmen.

“Very well,” he finally declared.
“From this day forward, Su Linfeng will step down as patriarch. The leadership of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will pass to Su Tianmo.”

With that, the coup was complete.

Su Linfeng, though seething with anger, remained silent. He knew the Elder Patriarch’s decision was made under duress and saw no point in further protest.

“Ha ha ha!” Su Tianmo burst out laughing.
“Wise decision, Elder Patriarch! Wise indeed!”

The Day of Execution

The next morning, the sun rose over the Ziwei Divine Sect.

The sect’s grand square was filled with people, including representatives from various factions, all gathered to witness the execution of the Ziwei Divine Sect’s leaders.

Clouds of tension hung over the sect as Yun Xiaoyao, Su Wuqin, and the Xuanyuan Clan’s 17th Elder finalized the preparations.

High above, the sky shimmered with the faint glow of layered killing arrays, while powerful restrictive barriers covered the entire area.

The stage was set.

The leaders of the Ziwei Divine Sect were to be publicly executed, their deaths serving as a grim warning to any who dared defy the Xuanyuan Clan or the Celestial Palace.

Unbeknownst to the gathered crowd, the Jiang Dynasty’s flying warships were rapidly closing in. Jiang HuanYu’s forces, prepared for war, were about to shatter the deadly stage into chaos.

Chapter 277-009: The Focus of All Attention

The Ziwei Divine Sect’s grand square was surrounded by thousands of elite disciples from the Celestial Palace, led by over a hundred elders. The grand assembly exuded a commanding aura.

Nearby, prominent figures from the Zhongsheng Continent filled the spectator stands, taking their places of prominence.

In the front row, Xuanming, the lord of the Radiant God Sect, sat alongside his Grand Elder, Jiuhuonan, their gazes fixed on the execution platform. Seated next to them were the Ancient White Tiger Clan’s Grand Elder, Bai Qingyun, and Supreme Elder, Bai Ziyan, accompanied by Bai Lingxi and other members of their clan.

On the other side, Du Tian, the patriarch of the Ancient Roc Clan, sat alone with a relaxed smile. The impending destruction of the Ziwei Divine Sect was particularly satisfying for him, given the long-standing enmity between the two factions.

“Finally, justice for the sins of the Ziwei Divine Sect,” he said with a chuckle, sipping from his teacup.

Behind him, a voice joined in, dripping with sycophantic admiration.

“Truly, Patriarch Du Tian had remarkable foresight. You recognized their treachery long before anyone else,” said Xuan Xun, the lord of Xuanwu Island, eagerly trying to flatter him.

Du Tian smiled faintly, enjoying the praise.

In another section of the stands, Bai Lingxi sat quietly, her gaze drifting toward the high seats where the Celestial Palace’s upper echelon was seated.

“Lingxi, I didn’t expect to see you here,” a familiar voice called out beside her.

Turning, she saw a handsome young man with an extraordinary aura. His cultivation was formidable, faintly surpassing her own.

“Chen Yaokawa,” Bai Lingxi said coolly.

“Indeed! It’s been a long time, Lingxi,” Chen Yaokawa said with a smile, his tone warm and respectful. “I must say, your progress in cultivation is truly impressive. I wouldn’t be surprised if you surpassed me soon.”

The Grand Elder of the Ancient White Tiger Clan, Bai Qingyun, chuckled as he observed the exchange. “Young Master Chen, you flatter Lingxi too much. She still has much to learn.”

Chen Yaokawa shook his head modestly. “No, no. Lingxi’s talent is exceptional, and I truly admire her. In fact…” He hesitated before continuing. “Lingxi, after today’s events, would you honor me by attending a banquet as my guest?”

Bai Qingyun and Bai Ziyan exchanged knowing glances, their experienced eyes picking up on Chen Yaokawa’s clear interest in Bai Lingxi.

After a moment of thought, Bai Lingxi nodded. “Since you’ve invited me so kindly, I’ll accept.”

Chen Yaokawa beamed. “Wonderful! I’ll find you after the event.”

The Arrival of the Celestial Palace’s Leaders

As the square filled with people, the Celestial Palace’s Lord Yun Xiaoyao and Grand Elder Su Wuqin made their entrance, taking their seats on the highest platform.

Beside them sat six other figures: three Quasi-Emperor Elders from the Xuanyuan Clan and three of the Celestial Palace’s Supreme Elders, all Quasi-Emperor-level experts.

Their presence reaffirmed the dominance of the Celestial Palace and the Xuanyuan Clan over the Zhongsheng Continent.

Even Du Tian and Xuanming, seasoned leaders themselves, glanced at the high seats with subtle unease. The identities of the unfamiliar yet powerful figures were clear—they were Xuanyuan Clan members.

Yun Xiaoyao’s Opening Speech

Standing, Yun Xiaoyao addressed the crowd, his voice resonating across the square.

“Honored guests, today we gather to witness the execution of the traitorous leaders of the Ziwei Divine Sect!”

“Once a powerful faction in Zhongsheng Continent, the Ziwei Divine Sect betrayed the Tianji Realm by colluding with the Demon Realm, plotting against the balance of our world.”

His voice grew sharper. “Their heinous deeds cannot go unpunished. And so today, the Celestial Palace shall enact divine justice and cleanse the Zhongsheng Continent of their treachery!”

The Prisoners Arrive

With a wave of Yun Xiaoyao’s hand, disciples of the Celestial Palace led a group of prisoners onto the platform.

There were about a hundred of them—the highest-ranking members of the Ziwei Divine Sect. This included their Quasi-Emperor Elder, Supreme Elders, core elders, and inner-circle disciples.

Bound and stripped of their cultivation, they stood helplessly under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Even in their despair, many of the women—ranging from elder matrons to younger disciples—radiated striking beauty, their dignified appearances drawing murmurs from some of the spectators.

“Such a pity,” one man whispered. “These women are stunning. It’s a shame they’ll die today.”

At the center of the group stood Jian Lanxin, holding the young Bai Ranran close. Bai Ranran trembled but remained defiant, her tear-streaked face glaring at her captors.

Behind them, Celestial Palace disciples stood with blades coated in lethal poison, ready to strike at Yun Xiaoyao’s command.

Yun Xiaoyao rose again, addressing the prisoners. “Traitors of the Ziwei Divine Sect, your time is at an end. If you have any final words, now is the moment to speak before your journey to the underworld begins.”

The square fell silent, all eyes fixed on the platform. Would the prisoners plead for mercy? Would they reveal any last secrets?

Above the tension-filled crowd, unseen by all, the Jiang Dynasty’s flying warships approached, cutting through the skies, bringing with them the storm that would shatter the stage.

Chapter 278: A Dramatic Entrance

As Yun Xiaoyao’s voice echoed across the grand square of the Ziwei Divine Sect, its leaders—bound and surrounded—remained resolute. Though they faced certain death, their expressions reflected an unyielding defiance.

The Quasi-Emperor Elder of the Ziwei Divine Sect glared at Yun Xiaoyao with icy disdain.

“A fabricated accusation, a weak justification,” she said coldly.
“Yun Xiaoyao, you and the Xuanyuan Clan collude to destroy us under false pretenses. You are a disgrace to your title as Palace Master of the Celestial Palace.”
Her voice grew sharper, filled with venomous hatred.
“Even in death, I will curse you and your kin. The Celestial Palace and the Xuanyuan Clan shall fall, and your names will be erased from history!”

Yun Xiaoyao’s face darkened. With a sneer, he replied, “Stubborn to the end. Very well. Let your final moments be a lesson to all who defy us.”

Raising his hand, he gave the command.
“Execution begins!”

The Celestial Palace disciples, wielding their massive poisoned blades, advanced with cold precision, their eyes fixed on the necks of the Ziwei Divine Sect’s leaders.

A Sudden Turn of Events

As the blades swung downward, streaks of black light erupted from the shadows of the executioners. The beams sliced through the disciples with chilling precision, killing them instantly.

The square filled with gasps as dark, smoke-like figures emerged, materializing into shadowy warriors clad in black. Their faces were masked, and their presence was menacing.

Leading them was a figure who radiated immense power—Dark One, the top Shadow Guard of the Jiang Dynasty, now a Quasi-Emperor at the pinnacle of his realm.

The sudden appearance of the Shadow Guards shocked everyone present, including the condemned leaders of the Ziwei Divine Sect.

“Who are you?” the Ziwei Divine Sect’s Quasi-Emperor Elder asked, her voice trembling with equal parts hope and confusion.

The Shadow Guards offered no response, their silence as ominous as their actions.

The Spectators’ Reactions

From their seats, the assembled dignitaries—including Bai Qingyun, Xuanming, and Du Tian—watched intently, their curiosity piqued.

“Who are these masked warriors?” Bai Qingyun murmured.
“How dare they openly attack the Celestial Palace?”

Du Tian’s lips curled into a wry smile. “This just became interesting.”

The Arrival of the Jiang Dynasty

The atmosphere grew heavier as thunderous roars echoed across the skies. The ground trembled, and all eyes turned upward to see dozens of Jiang Dynasty flying warships descending from four directions, surrounding the Ziwei Divine Sect.

The sheer size of the warships cast massive shadows, plunging the square into semi-darkness.

“The Jiang Dynasty!”
Cries of alarm spread as the warships blocked out the sky.

From the rear, the 17th Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan observed the scene from a mountain ridge. His expression shifted from confidence to unease as he muttered, “They’ve entered the formation. Now they’re trapped.”

A Massive Army Emerges

From the hovering warships, the Jiang Dynasty’s elite forces poured out, amassing in the skies above the Ziwei Divine Sect. The combined armies of Wanjian Shen, Feipeng, Chonglou, and Arrow God—along with General Tie Poyun’s troops—totaled a staggering 9 million soldiers.

The sight of the vast, disciplined army filling the skies was awe-inspiring. Their presence was overwhelming, like a swarm of furious dragons ready to unleash their wrath.

On the lead warship, Jiang HuanYu emerged, flanked by his consorts Xiao Qingli, Medusa, and Bai Mengmeng, as well as Zuo Xuanqi, Yinlan, and the resurrected Meng Bingyun and Kong Zhiying.

Shock and Awe

The prisoners of the Ziwei Divine Sect, especially the remaining leaders, were stunned as they recognized the figures aboard the warships.

“Sect Master?! Second Elder?! Grand Elder?!”
The sight of Meng Bingyun and Kong Zhiying alive left them in disbelief.

“Impossible! They were dead!”

Even the 17th Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan, observing from his vantage point, was visibly shaken.

“Resurrected? No… That’s impossible! They should be dead!”

The Battlefield Changes

As Jiang HuanYu stood on the deck of his flagship, he surveyed the scene below. His cold, commanding voice cut through the chaos.

“Today marks the reckoning. The Ziwei Divine Sect shall not fall. It shall rise again, under the protection of the Jiang Dynasty!”

The atmosphere shifted dramatically. The crowd, initially convinced of the Ziwei Divine Sect’s doom, now looked on with growing uncertainty.

This was no mere rescue. It was the beginning of a war that would reshape the balance of power in Zhongsheng Continent.

Chapter 279: A Single Arrow Shatters the Killing Arrays

The 17th Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan, watching from his vantage point, was initially shocked to see Meng Bingyun and Kong Zhiying alive, but his attention quickly shifted to the two women standing beside Jiang HuanYu on the warship’s deck:

Xiao Qingli and Bai Mengmeng.

“The Nine Nether Empress and the White Tiger Empress… they’ve returned from the dead!”

His face twisted in disbelief. If word of this resurrection reached the Xuanyuan Clan, it would cause a massive uproar. Even the second patriarch would rush to the Zhongsheng Continent, and the clan leader himself might leave seclusion.

“Good. Let’s capture them today.”
“We’ll uncover the secrets of their resurrection, no matter the cost.”

Determination flickered in his eyes as he resolved to take both women alive.

The White Tiger Clan’s Reaction

In the Ancient White Tiger Clan’s section, Bai Lingxi’s gaze locked onto Bai Mengmeng. Her expression filled with venomous contempt.

“That bastard dares to stand with the Jiang Dynasty? Hmph.”

Beside her, the clan elder Bai Qingyun chuckled.
“Patience, Lingxi. If she’s aligned with the Jiang Dynasty, her death is assured today. We don’t need to lift a finger.”

Lingxi nodded, confident that the combined might of the Celestial Palace and the Xuanyuan Clan would crush the Jiang Dynasty’s forces.

Encouragement from Yinlan

Standing by Zuo Xuanqi, Yinlan addressed the prisoners below.

“Elders, disciples, do not despair. With Emperor Dongfang leading the Jiang Dynasty’s forces, none of you will come to harm!”

Hearing her words, the Ziwei Divine Sect’s leaders, including Bai Ranran, felt a flicker of hope amidst their confusion.

“Sect Master! Master!”
Though they didn’t understand how their leaders had returned to life, their spirits were lifted at the sight of their survival.

The Celestial Palace Takes Action

The tension snapped when one of the Celestial Palace’s Quasi-Emperor Elders stepped forward. His gaze was fixed on Jiang HuanYu.

“So, you’re Jiang HuanYu, Emperor of the Jiang Dynasty?”

Before Jiang HuanYu could respond, Zuo Xuanqi leaped forward, pointing at the elder.

“How dare you address His Majesty so casually! Bow down and beg forgiveness! Or better yet, twist your head around seven million times and then die!”

The elder’s expression darkened with disdain, while Yun Xiaoyao and Su Wuqin smirked, their confidence unwavering.

The Killing Arrays Activated

Yun Xiaoyao raised a hand, his voice calm and sinister.

“Enough games. It’s time to end this.”

In an instant, his figure disappeared and reappeared above a palace rooftop. With a wave of his hands, he activated the 49-layer killing array meticulously placed around the Ziwei Divine Sect’s territory.

The skies turned dark, and the arrays appeared, glowing ominously as their deadly energy engulfed the heavens. The Jiang Dynasty’s warships and soldiers were immediately trapped, the arrays forming an unbreakable barrier.

A Deadly Trap

From the observer stands, Xuanming, Du Tian, and other onlookers marveled at the terrifying power of the killing arrays.

“Those arrays are devastating,” Xuanming remarked.
“If all 49 arrays are detonated, the Jiang Dynasty’s forces will lose at least half their numbers.”

The arrays created a battlefield that isolated the warships, the Jiang forces, and even the Ziwei Divine Sect’s prisoners, effectively cutting them off from the outside world.

From his perch, Yun Xiaoyao sneered.
“Let them die.”

At his command, the arrays unleashed their attacks: hurricanes of blades, fireballs, meteor showers, and icy slashes—all descending upon the Jiang Dynasty’s trapped forces.

Xiao Qingli Takes the Stage

As the deadly onslaught approached, Xiao Qingli stepped forward from the deck of the lead warship, her expression calm but resolute.

Raising her hand, she invoked her power.

“Netherworld Heavenly Swamp!”

A massive, dark river materialized in the air, stretching for miles. Its black waters surged with terrifying energy, swallowing the killing arrays’ attacks like a bottomless abyss.

Despite the ferocity of the arrays, not a single ripple disturbed the surface of the Netherworld Swamp.

One Arrow to End Them All

With a flick of her wrist, Xiao Qingli summoned a glowing purple arrow—the Nine Nether Divine Arrow—brimming with Emperor-level power.

Taking aim at the arrays’ nexus, she released the arrow. It streaked through the sky like a comet, piercing the center of the formation.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The arrow shattered the arrays in a chain reaction, obliterating the intricate formation in moments. Yun Xiaoyao, caught by the backlash, staggered several steps back, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

In seconds, the 49-layer killing array dissolved into dust, leaving the battlefield exposed.

Shock and Awe

The crowd was stunned into silence.

“An Emperor’s Aura!”
“She’s a Great Emperor!”

From the observer stands, Bai Qingyun, Xuanming, and even Bai Lingxi stared in disbelief. The revelation that the Jiang Dynasty had a Great Emperor among its ranks sent shockwaves through the assembly.

Yet their unease was tempered by one thought:

“Even a Great Emperor can’t stand against the Xuanyuan Clan.”

The stage was set for an even greater confrontation. The eyes of all turned toward the looming figures of the Xuanyuan Clan’s Quasi-Emperor Elders, whose confidence remained unshaken.

Chapter 280-009: A Slaughter Begins

The scene fell into chaos as the Celestial Palace and Xuanyuan Clan realized the true depth of the threat they faced.

Yun Xiaoyao, already shaken after being blasted back by Xiao Qingli, now stood with a grim expression. Su Wuqin and the Quasi-Emperor elders of both the Celestial Palace and the Xuanyuan Clan rose from their seats, no longer calm and composed.

The Xuanyuan Clan’s Martial Elder, standing among the dignitaries, furrowed his brow in confusion as he stared at Xiao Qingli.

“Strange… why does she look so familiar? Where have I seen her before?”

His thoughts were interrupted by the 17th Elder’s arrival, whose presence brought an even heavier pressure to the battlefield. His gaze locked onto Xiao Qingli and Bai Mengmeng, his shock visible to all.

The Revelation of True Identities

“Xiao Qingli! Bai Mengmeng! The Nine Nether Empress and White Tiger Empress!” the 17th Elder exclaimed, his voice trembling with disbelief.

This revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd.

“The Nine Nether Empress and the White Tiger Empress?!”
The names echoed among the gathered dignitaries, their faces filled with astonishment and fear.

“That’s impossible!” one elder muttered. “They died long ago. How could they be here?!”

Even Bai Lingxi of the Ancient White Tiger Clan was stunned, her face a mix of disbelief and rage.

“That bastard can’t possibly be the White Tiger Empress!” she hissed. “What kind of nonsense is this?!”

Her elders, Bai Qingyun and Bai Ziyan, exchanged uneasy glances. Unlike Bai Lingxi, they weren’t quick to dismiss the possibility, their expressions turning serious.

The Showdown Begins

Xiao Qingli’s icy gaze met the 17th Elder’s.

“You dare speak my name so casually?” she said coldly. “Once, you would have bowed your head in my presence. Today, your arrogance seals your fate.”

The 17th Elder sneered. “The past is irrelevant. You were once untouchable, but now you’re merely a shadow of your former self. A Great Emperor at the Second Heaven? Against me, you’re nothing.”

He raised his hand, unleashing his full Emperor’s Aura. The sky crackled with golden lightning as he summoned a massive crescent-shaped blade of energy, imbued with enough destructive power to crush mountains and obliterate armies.

“Die! I’ll extract your secrets from your broken souls!”

Jiang HuanYu’s Calm Command

Just as Xiao Qingli prepared to counter, Jiang HuanYu placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

“No need to waste your energy, my Empress,” he said, his tone calm but commanding. “Trash like him isn’t worth your attention.”

Turning to one of his subordinates, Jiang HuanYu gave the order.
“Heavenly Poison King, handle this. Leave his soul intact—I have questions for him.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The Heavenly Poison King Strikes

The Heavenly Poison King, shrouded in an eerie, toxic aura, stepped forward. His movements were fluid, and he seemed to vanish for a moment before reappearing directly in front of the 17th Elder’s attack.

“Foolish.”

The 17th Elder snarled, pouring even more power into his crescent blade, the air around it crackling with destructive energy.

The Heavenly Poison King raised a single hand. Without exerting any visible effort, he reached into the storm of lightning and energy, gripping the crescent blade barehanded.

Shock and Awe

The battlefield fell silent as the Heavenly Poison King crushed the blade with his bare hand, its powerful energy dissipating like shattered glass.

“What?!” the 17th Elder roared, his confidence crumbling into disbelief. “That’s impossible!”

Before he could react, the Heavenly Poison King lunged forward. With one swift motion, his fist pierced through the 17th Elder’s chest, sending shards of his Emperor’s Aura scattering like broken glass.

BOOM!

The 17th Elder’s body exploded into a bloody mist, and his fragmented soul was instantly snatched by the Heavenly Poison King, who held it firmly in his grasp.

Complete Domination

The entire battle lasted less than two seconds.

The onlookers were frozen in shock, their minds struggling to process what they had just witnessed.

“A single blow… the 17th Elder was annihilated in a single blow!”

The Heavenly Poison King, still holding the elder’s damaged soul, turned and bowed slightly to Jiang HuanYu.

“It’s done, Your Majesty.”

The Shift in Momentum

The battlefield was silent, save for the murmurs of disbelief from the gathered dignitaries.

“This… this Jiang Dynasty is more terrifying than we imagined,” whispered one observer.

Even Yun Xiaoyao and Su Wuqin, who had been so confident moments ago, now looked pale. The 17th Elder’s defeat had shattered their morale, and the presence of Jiang HuanYu and his seemingly invincible forces was now an undeniable threat.

Jiang HuanYu stepped forward, his voice calm but carrying an edge of unyielding authority.

“This is your last chance. Surrender, or suffer the fate of those who stand against the Jiang Dynasty.”

His words echoed across the battlefield, leaving no doubt that the tide had turned.