Immortal of the Ages

"Again, my apologies!" Yan Qingyuan held the blue Sword Soul, her feet tapping lightly, transforming her into a gust of bluish snowstorm, swirling towards Feng Yao.

Her sharp decisiveness for a moment drew a burst of admiration.

"You use a sword?" Feng Yao's blood-red eyes glanced at her opponent, her lips curling into a faint smile.

Then, she declared, "Fine, I'll use a sword too!"

Reaching up, she grasped the Sanguine Spirit Dragon Corona above her head. With a roar from the dragon, the Corona condensed into a crimson sword in her hand.

"Go." With a casual flick, Feng Yao sent the blood sword slicing through the air, rapidly shooting towards Yan Qingyuan.

Yan Qingyuan’s eyes widened!

KLANG! The blood sword struck the tip of her Sword Soul.

The terrifying power of the Mortal Dust Devil Blood swept over her, slamming into her with ferocity.

She shuddered violently, retreating in flight, blood spurting from her mouth as she tumbled from the fighting stage.

Her Sword Soul, now tainted with devil blood, emitted billows of smoke and showed signs of cracking, causing waves of soul-piercing pain.

"You have my thanks," Feng Yao said, retrieving the blood sword which transformed back into a blood dragon, coiling around her. The beauty intertwined with the dragon presented a fiery, dominant aura, seemingly unconquerable.

Her effortless stance momentarily subdued everyone present.

"An Early Third Baptism Realm Taiji Disciple was overwhelmed?"

"What's her cultivation?"

"My master suggests that her power only consists of two kinds of calamities."

"She's only in the Second Baptism Realm?"

Those who had doubted Feng Yao’s celestial gifts now fell silent.

"Heh." This was exactly the effect Feng Yao sought. To silence the chatterers, dare they murmur again. "Did that slap to the face ring clear enough?"

Feng Yao's ability to punch above her weight became even more apparent to those who stood mightier; they saw it most clearly.

The Ice and Sea Lineage Divas watched with solemn faces; they never doubted that the Harmony Crown could be mistaken.

At this pivotal moment in power, Feng Yao showcased a genius that transcended all! Who else would dare to challenge her?

Satisfied, Feng Yao left the fighting stage with a smile. “No wonder he boasts, it really is exhilarating.”

Watching those catty women, once stern and scrutinizing, now dumbstruck as simpletons, amused her greatly.

Then, the end of the battles drew near.

The first round was not slow; soon after, the top 32 were decided.

In the swift and decisive manner of the Harmony Divine Palace, the second round commenced immediately!

This time, Feng Yao was quicker to enter the fray. Her opponent was clearly stronger than Yan Qingyuan, being at least third in her group!!

“Yan Xunfeng?” Feng Yao examined the mature female Immortal in a black dress before her.

Though her style differed from Yan Qingyuan’s, exuding a sultry yet aloof charm, their facial features bore some resemblance.

“Are you related to Yan Qingyuan?” Feng Yao casually inquired.

“She’s my younger sister; I’m the eldest,” Yan Xunfeng smiled.

“So, might I encounter your second sister next?” Feng Yao asked with a chuckle.

“If you defeat me, it’s indeed possible,” Yan Xunfeng replied with a mysterious smile. “But she’s tough to handle. If all goes as expected, she’ll represent the Harmony Divine Palace at the Grand Assembly of Myriad Sects.”

“All in the same group?” Feng Yao couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the arrangement. “What an interesting setup! Then, are you a Martial Immortal?"

“Yes,” Yan Xunfeng nodded.

“Fine! Then I'll face you in close combat,” Feng Yao stated flatly.

The game was on again!

“As you wish!” Yan Xunfeng was not one for idle chatter. After these words, she gestured with her hand, moving like the profound depths of an ocean, vast and boundless.

BOOM! As she moved, it was as though a vast ocean surged towards the War Princess, bearing down with immense pressure.

Despite her slender arms, the three types of calamities within her, all related to the deep sea, endowed each punch and kick with the power to move mountains and shift seas.

Martial Immortals relied even more on celestial weapons!

Yan Xunfeng wielded a massive fan in her hand, its edges as sharp as a great blade, capable of slashing, sweeping, and smothering with at least the divine might of the Upper Sealing Heaven grade!

“She’s fierce,” Feng Yao chuckled softly. Then, she blurred into motion. Like a crimson storm, she whirled up her Mortal Dust Devil Blood and hurled it towards Yan Xunfeng!

She soared, agile as a dragon. Her long legs, nearly as tall as many a maiden, whipped through the air like twin blood dragon lashes, stirring up a tempest!

This was a celestial kicking technique, exclusive to Martial Immortals!

It was called the Blizzard Kick Technique.

It was an almost abandoned and forgotten technique in the Snow Lineage, but Feng Yao, having observed it, modified and now unleashed it.

She had learned this move for emergencies, planning to shatter Yun Xiao with these legs!

With her body forged from Mortal Dust Devil Blood and such lengthy limbs, her innate talent was indeed extraordinary!

Facing a Late Third Baptism Realm Martial Immortal, Feng Yao closed in like an enraged dragon, sweeping, slashing, and kicking ferociously. Like a bloody blizzard, she bombarded Yan Xunfeng repeatedly!

How these women appeared to others, Yun Xiao couldn’t say, but from his perspective, watching those long legs whip around was quite a sight. Especially as she moved, flipping and turning in grand, heart-stopping waves...

"Ha!" With a whip-like kick, her leg swept up half the sky in bloody snowflakes, smashing against Yan Xunfeng’s giant fan.

With a thunderous boom, Yan Xunfeng couldn’t withstand the sheer physical onslaught. The giant fan crashed against her, sending her spitting blood and, like her sister, flying off the platform to defeat!

“What a formidable physique…”

“She hasn’t even trained much, yet she’s stronger than a Martial Immortal. Is this what they call talent?”

"Impressive."

In two consecutive battles, Feng Yao had showcased her versatility and omnipotence, stunning the entire arena.

"The key point is, she's only in the Second Baptism Realm and has already defeated some in the Late Third Baptism Realm. How much higher can she go?"

Disbelief rippled through the crowd.

The gazes cast upon Feng Yao no longer held doubt but had begun to breed a hint of reverence.

Only through battle could true submission be commanded!

The moment Yan Xunfeng was defeated, the Peak of Heavenly Nymphs fell eerily silent!

As Yan Xunfeng crashed to the ground, two figures swiftly approached, one on each side, to aid her.

"Big sister…"

The woman on the left was Yan Qingyuan, who had been defeated in the first battle and still looked somewhat pale.

The woman on the right was distinctly different!

She was a young girl in an orange dress, her demeanor and authority clearly surpassing her sisters. Her narrow eyes brimmed with unmistakable ferocity and pride.

"It seems Feng Yao is set to go up against Yan Feixue for a spot in the top 8."

"Feng Yao is so young, and she wants to attend the Grand Assembly of Myriad Sects?"

"Let’s see if she can get past Yan Feixue first. Yan Feixue is in the Establishment stage of the Third Baptism Realm, just one step away from being a Samsara Disciple! Plus, she’s a disciple of a Valkyrie Queen, and she's also lit up 7 Yin Stars on the Harmony Crown in the past!"

"Since entering the Harmony Divine Palace, Yan Feixue has been personally guided by the Valkyrie Queen, unlike her two sisters."

Whispers and murmurs rose anew.

"Yan Feixue?" Feng Yao stood on the platform, locking eyes with Yan Feixue.

These three names always sounded odd to her!

"Have you not remembered yet?" Yun Xiao asked, incredulous.

"Who are they?" Feng Yao said, impatiently.

"When we first arrived in the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm, the woman we killed, she sent out three flying talismans to her three sisters," Yun Xiao explained.

"Damn, it's them!" Feng Yao finally remembered.

Back then, those four youths had blurted out these three names.

She hadn’t expected to encounter them here, in the selection...

"You said those talismans were sent in a hurry, surely they didn’t have time to describe our features in detail, right?" Feng Yao said nervously.

"I don’t know. So far, it seems they haven’t noticed anything off about you," Yun Xiao replied.

"That’s good…" Feng Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if they revealed that she had an uncleansed slave with her, embracing and cuddling, that would be a real mess.