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Chapter 789 - 37 Steel Forged in Big Fire[Ask for Monthly Pass!]_1

Chapter 789: Chapter 37 Steel Forged in Big Fire[Ask for Monthly Pass!]_1

Everything arrived so suddenly.

Jing Wuya and Liao Yuxian, seeing the sudden commotion in the hall, didn’t know what was happening. But they knew, the Empress Feng in front of them could take lives.

They joined hands immediately and attacked Empress Feng together.

Jing Wuya, in his heavy armor, attacked without any fuss, just with a simple punch that screeched through the air. With the pressure of a mountain collapsing and rocks shattering, the ground split open from the force.

Boom——

Liao Yuxian, on the other hand, produced a zither, plucked the strings with his fingers and a humming sound appeared. Invisible sound blades rushed out piercing through the air.

However, their opponents were not just one person.

Chu Liang immediately drew his sword, his Void Slash launched in an instant, blocking the sound blade from Liao Yuxian for his master.

Chi——

Two equally fierce Qi Forces collided, scattering and flying in all directions, everything they passed was utterly destroyed.

Xue Lingxue didn’t dare to be involved in a battle at this level, she quickly retreated with the four people under the bed to avoid the attack, while informing her master about Liao Yuxian. She believed that the high-rankers of Nanyin Square would come soon.

Although she had the Immortal Friends Circle Token, unlike Chu Liang who could open a private domain for Silver Sword Peak, her sect’s method of transmission was nowhere near as convenient.

After Liao Yuxian was blocked by Chu Liang, Empress Feng concentrated entirely on dealing with Jing Wuya, her methods were also simple and direct.

You punch at me, I’ll punch you in return.

Her fist, imbued with Samadhi Divine Fire, swung at the incoming heavy armored fist, resulting in a collision!

Booming sound——

Flames exploded, and the palace within hundreds of feet was turned into a torch!

Fortunately, the guards had evacuated the palace attendants in the vicinity beforehand, otherwise, the mere aftermath of the battle between these powerhouses would have caused collateral damage.

The formations near the sleeping quarters were triggered one by one and shattered one after another.

After this punch, Jing Wuya flew backward, his mind shocked.

He had heard of the ruthless and merciless nature of Empress Feng from Shu Mountain, but he didn’t expect her to be this ruthless. He didn’t lose in terms of strength, but the Samadhi Divine Fire was indeed formidable, and his gauntlet was already turning red from the heat.

His Aoshan Mountain Divine Armor was ranked ninety-first in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record. It was indestructible and could amplify the power of moving a mountain. He himself also had a high level of cultivation, so he found few opponents in the same realm.

This was the first time he met such a formidable opponent in the Seventh Realm who could make him bear the brunt of it in one punch.

The opponent appeared mysteriously, and there were too many unexpected events in the palace today, just like he still didn’t understand what was going on with those three "Han Lingshous". The woman in front of him was fierce, so he already had the idea of retreating.

However, she wanted him to stay and would not let him retreat.

He saw a burst of purple-gold firelight covering the sky and blocking all his escape routes in a blink of an eye, which made him feel stunned.

Doesn’t your Samadhi Divine Fire cool down?

You can release it whenever you want, and you can keep it on continuously?

Every enemy of Empress Feng had this thought, and their fates tended to be identical.

Boom boom boom boom boom——

Another wave of fire punch and iron fist collided.

If it was a slash or a heavy blow, Jing Wuya’s divine armor would truly refuse any contenders. But Empress Feng’s Divine Fire was a restraint against it. The heat soon turned the Aoshan Mountain Divine Armor hot. The "heat" of the Samadhi Divine Fire was quite different from the regular "heat".

Great fire refining steel!

If this continued like this, the divine armor might hold on, but Jing Wuya inside it couldn’t hold on. After a bit more roasting, he would become a roast cooked inside the iron plating.

In this crisis of life and death, Jing Wuya instantly became ruthless, clenched his teeth and roared: "Die!"

Empress Feng threw a punch, and this time, Jing Wuya didn’t avoid it at all. Instead, he fearlessly threw a punch at Empress Feng’s waist.

Thud thud!

Two muffled thunderous sounds rang out simultaneously.

Empress Feng punched through Jing Wuya’s helmet, sending the helmet and mask flying. Below it was surprisingly empty!

With a punch, Jing Wuya managed to hit Empress Feng in the ribs, sending her flying.

But he knew that this punch wasn’t enough to dismantle Empress Feng’s combat ability, therefore, a streak of white light flashed out from the gap in his armor’s neck. It was a slender figure transforming into a streak of light, fleeing!

Turns out, the real Jing Wuya was just a dwarf-sized figure like a child. He had been hiding inside this massive treasure armor as a disguise.

Empress Feng did not expect this move and was caught off guard.

Watching the white light escape, by the time she recovered her breath to give chase, it was naturally too late.

But there is no one bit of loss in her eyes.

Just as the white light was about to disappear from sight, a chilly sword aura appeared in the direction of the fleeing light. The clouds in the sky suddenly gathered.

Swish--

The fleeing white light was instantly sliced in half, spilling blood in mid-air.

"Ah--" Jing Wuya, now just a lower body, was still alive, flailing wildly as he fell from the sky, only to be caught in mid-air by a hand.

It was Daoist Yan from Shu Mountain.

Chu Liang had warned about the cunning of enemies earlier and to be careful not to let them escape. Therefore, Empress Feng had pre-set the tactics where she led the attack while Yan Zi swept the battlefield.

And indeed, the result was astonishing.

...

On the other side, the fight between Chu Liang and Liao Yuxian was equally menacing.

But this time, the roles were reversed as people from Silver Sword Peak were in danger. Chu Liang found that Liao Yuxian’s proficiency was not below Jing Wuya’s armored man. Although she did not possess the indestructible treasure armor, the strings of the zither in Liao Yuxian’s hands proved to be deadly as well.

Hum, hum, hum--

As she plucked the strings with her fingers, waves of invisible sound blades woven into a great net engulfed Chu Liang in an instant.

Feeling the sharp threat, Chu Liang immediately brandished his demon-slaying sword, slashing through the net of sound blades with a void slash. As the sword qi radiated, he used his shrinking ability to flash more than ten meters away, narrowly escaping a catastrophe.

But the next round of sound blades has already arrived.

During his previous battle with the sea demon in the ruins, Chu Liang had an illusion that he was invincible in the seventh realm. It was not until he had met Jing Wuya and Liao Yuxian consecutively in Fuyao Country that he realized his cultivation was still shallow.

The reason why he was able to secure the upper hand against the sea demon was mainly due to the power of the demon-slaying sword!

When the demon-slaying sword was used against demonic creatures, its power was much stronger than before, thus making him invincible. But when battling human cultivators, this magical enhancement would disappear, and its strength would naturally be greatly reduced.

Dodging left and right, Chu Liang was chased by Liao Yuxian for more than a hundred meters. In the collision of sword qi and sound blades, a slight mistake would cost him his life.

At this critical moment, there was suddenly a shout from the side: "Mother?!"

The awakened Dragon Dance Lady and others who had been hiding in the distance saw Liao Yuxian fighting and the Dragon Dance Lady shouted out.

Although she was wearing the face of Han Lingshou at this moment, her call for ’mother’ stirred something in Liao Yuxian’s heart. She turned her gaze to them: "Jing Yue?"

As Chu Liang was already closer to them, he saw an opportunity. He rolled and threw out a talisman. In an instant, a mist rose up, enveloping him and the others.

"Humph, mere party tricks." Liao Yuxian snorted.

All she did was flick her fingers, and a whirlwind arose from the strings of the zither. In an instant, the dense fog was dispersed.

However, when she looked again, she was startled.

Chu Liang had already blended into the crowd. Three "Han Lingshous" stood shoulder to shoulder, all with the same face.

The "Han Lingshou" on the left shouted, "Mother, stop fighting!"

The "Han Lingshou" in the middle also cried out, "Mother, stop!"

Only the "Han Lingshou" on the right, with a dazed expression as if he had slept too long, rubbed his head. Looking around, he felt a bit out of place and asked, "Why are they all calling her mother?"

Bam--

He was sent flipping by Liao Yuxian’s punch.

Chu Liang’s eyelids jumped, and in his heart, he said: Brother, now you know why, right?