Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Beishan Jianhong's face was solemn as he spoke. "Right now, Ling Fei is merging with the Celestial Fire. This is a golden opportunity to kill him. If we miss it, we will bring endless disaster upon our sects. A beautiful woman is certainly tempting, but is a heartless one truly worth our sincere devotion?"

"We are all geniuses; we'll have no shortage of beautiful women."

Beishan Jianhong stated, enunciating every word.

"I urge you all to reconsider! Let's stop this Little Sword God, Lian Shuang, and kill the Pill Master Ling Fei!" Beishan Jianhong's words boomed like thunder, jolting everyone to their senses.

"He's right! We're all geniuses. Why would we ever lack for beautiful women in our arms?"

"Let's attack together and hold Lian Shuang back. I refuse to believe that the thirty-three of us can't handle her alone."

"Heh, I've long heard of the Little Sword God, Lian Shuang. This is the perfect chance to test my skills against hers. I'm sure it will make for a fine memory."

Instantly, many others voiced their agreement, their fighting spirit flaring.

Their original mission was to prevent any sect from obtaining the Celestial Fire, ensuring their own sects could develop without new threats.

Now, with Beishan Jianhong's words, their hesitation vanished.

After all, no matter how beautiful the Little Sword God Lian Shuang was, she was out of their league. It would be more satisfying to just have an all-out battle with her.

"Kill!" Seeing his plan had worked, Beishan Jianhong roared, drew his sword, and was the first to charge Lian Shuang.

'You three, find an opportunity to kill Ling Fei!' At the same time, he sent a telepathic message to the three junior brothers at his side.

"Yes!" The three of them nodded.

SWISH!

Beishan Jianhong's Sword Qi surged like a river as he slashed at Lian Shuang.

The cultivators from the three major sects nearby launched their attacks as well.

In an instant, thirty geniuses of the Profound Pill Realm charged Lian Shuang in unison.

These were the elites of their respective sects. As they attacked with their full strength, the sheer force of their combined might was terrifying to behold.

What Profound Pill Realm Cultivator could possibly withstand such an onslaught?

'Swaying the hearts of men with poison... In that case, I'll kill you first!' The combined attack of thirty people was staggering, more than enough to kill several Profound Pill Realm experts.

Yet, facing this assault, Lian Shuang's eyes turned cold, her gaze locking onto Beishan Jianhong, the one who had led the charge.

A glint flashed in her eyes. Beneath her feet, the Light Patterns of a Cyan Lotus bloomed, carrying her through the air toward Beishan Jianhong.

As the Cyan Lotus streaked across the Void, the blue Long Sword in Lian Shuang's hand began to dance.

"Five Elements Sword Lotus, protect me!"

The low words escaped Lian Shuang's lips.

The blue Long Sword in her hand flicked, seemingly dotting the Void with light as Sword Lotuses bloomed into existence one after another.

The Sword Lotuses swirled, forming five distinct flowers that hovered around her.

Each lotus flower represented a different Mystical principle.

The Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.

The lotuses spun, their Sword Qi whistling as they formed a Light Shield that enveloped Lian Shuang completely.

The Sword Qi of the Five Elements intertwined, like a stirring Qi Vortex. Any nearby Sword Rivers or blade lights slashing toward her were shredded the moment they made contact.

It was like a defensive Array.

"This...!" The cultivators from the various sects stared in shock.

BANG! BANG!

Streams of sword light flew at Lian Shuang, but the attackers could only watch helplessly as their ferocious attacks were disintegrated by the Five Elements Sword Lotus.

Lian Shuang paid the others' attacks no mind whatsoever. She pressed forward relentlessly, riding the Cyan Lotus straight for Beishan Jianhong.

"First, I'll kill you!" As she closed in on Beishan Jianhong, the cold words escaped her lips.

With another flick of her wrist...

WHOOSH!

Light Patterns swirled around her as a towering Sword Intent gathered on her Long Sword.

SWISH!

Then, with a single slash, her sword light tore through the air, striking at the Beiming Sword River that Beishan Jianhong had sent crashing down upon her.

The Beiming Sword River was vast and deep, its Sword Qi chilling to the bone. The sheer power it emanated was enough to make one's heart pound in terror.

Lian Shuang's sword, however, seemed to contain the intertwining Five Elements. The five Mystical principles within it appeared to fuse, evolving into a single, astonishing strike.

SWISH!

The sword light shot across the Void, impossibly graceful, like a fleeting shadow. The Light Patterns of the Five Elements were invisible; all one could see was a single, ethereal beam of light.

The beam of light passed straight through the Beiming Sword River and appeared right before Beishan Jianhong's eyes.

And yet, Beishan Jianhong's Sword River remained completely intact, as if her sword light had never clashed with it at all.

"This...!" Beishan Jianhong's pupils contracted sharply. The sword light before him was too ethereal, as if it had passed through heaven and earth themselves—an attack that seemed impossible in this mortal world.

This strike was like something from beyond the heavens!

Before Beishan Jianhong could process another thought, the sword light descended, slashing straight down.

"AARGH!" As the light passed through him, Beishan Jianhong felt an invasive Sword Qi permeate his body. In the next instant, he felt as if he had been cleaved in two.

The sword light vanished. Beishan Jianhong hung frozen in the Void, his robes perfectly intact, as if that ferocious strike had never even happened.

For the strike had been too fast, too ethereal.

He could only stare blankly at the blue-haired woman approaching him on her Cyan Lotus.

She was like a Divine Maiden descended from the heavens, riding her lotus through the sky.

"How... how could a sword strike be so powerful?" Beishan Jianhong's eyes bulged as he stared forward, asking in utter disbelief.

"This sword is called the Void Spirit Sword," Lian Shuang replied, her face a mask of indifference. Her voice was as ethereal as the strike itself, as if she were a celestial being untouched by worldly affairs.

"The Void Spirit Sword?!" Beishan Jianhong's brow furrowed as he muttered, "How can such powerful Swordsmanship exist in this world?"

"This Swordsmanship... it doesn't seem to be from the Lingyun Sect!" He looked at Lian Shuang, his face full of confusion. "You... you're even more powerful than the legends say!"

He had always known the woman before him as the Little Sword God, one of the most brilliant geniuses in the Southern Wilderness—a title of immense honor.

But now, it seemed that perhaps even the other top geniuses of the Southern Wilderness were no match for her.

This woman was far stronger than he had ever imagined.

But as soon as the words left Beishan Jianhong's lips, his body split into two halves, and his blood sprayed across the Void.

And just like that, Beishan Jianhong was dead.

"He's dead?" The distant cultivators from the other sects were all stunned.

Waves of shock crashed through the hearts of every genius present.

Thirty of them had attacked together, yet this woman had killed one of them as easily as if she were taking a stroll, right before their very eyes.

She...

Just how powerful was she?

"She truly lives up to her title as the Little Sword God, a favored daughter of the heavens!" many thought, their faces filled with dread.

Lian Shuang, still standing on her Cyan Lotus, turned her attention to the three remaining youths from the Beiming Sword Sect. The lotuses around her spun, unleashing fierce Sword Qi as she charged them.

The three of them were filled with terror when they saw Lian Shuang charging toward them.

Beishan Jianhong had been a genius, stronger than any of them, yet he had been killed in the blink of an eye. How could they not be terrified now that the Little Sword God was coming for them?

"Attack!" Though their hearts were frozen with fear, the three had no choice but to attack together in a desperate bid for survival.

"Fellow cultivators, please help us! If Ling Fei successfully merges with the Celestial Fire, it will be a catastrophe!" Even as they attacked, the three from the Beiming Sword Sect didn't forget to cry out for help.

But now, many of them hesitated. Lian Shuang was simply too powerful, and they were filled with apprehension.

Lian Shuang, however, paid them no mind.

Her Long Sword traced an arc across the sky. The strike was otherworldly—ethereal, graceful, and impossible to track. By the time the sword light appeared, it had already passed through its target.