Sheng Fu

Chapter 1197 Touching Pure Beauty
Inside the secret room.

Jing Peiyao sat cross-legged in the void, her true essence emanating from her body, which was then surrounded by the holy light of the Purple Star, instantly forming a sea of ​​runes.

A terrifying Daoist aura permeated the air, causing magnificent and strange phenomena of mountains, rivers, lakes, sun, moon, and stars to appear around the secret chamber. Although these were strange phenomena, they seemed lifelike, as if they were about to reshape the world at any moment.

At some point, a red mark about the size of a fingernail appeared in the center of Jing Peiyao's brow, emitting a vibrant flame. The flame continued to expand, resonating with the magnificent and strange phenomena in the secret room.

Ancient chanting filled the secret room, like a pure call from the ancient times.

The red mark expanded instantly, like a blazing sun, enveloping the Empress's successor.

Jing Peiyao immediately frowned, feeling a wildfire ignite in her soul, the flames spreading rapidly along her meridians and blood.

At this moment, Jing Peiyao seemed to be experiencing the excruciating pain of being torn to pieces.

Bones, acupoints—none were spared.

It was as if, in the next instant, she would transform into a pristine, indistinct void...

This is the power of the Vermilion Bird's precious blood, and it is the Vermilion Bird's precious blood that has cultivated the Seven Killings True Essence. Jing Peiyao is only at the Lingxiao Realm now. Although she has a profound foundation in the Great Dao, she is still as insignificant as dust in front of this drop of precious blood.

It seems that Lingxiao and Wuji are only one realm apart.

In reality, they are worlds apart.

puff!
The Empress's successor coughed up a mouthful of blood and suddenly stopped breathing.

It seems he is about to pass away!

Looking down, he saw that his physical body had been completely burned to nothingness, with only his consciousness remaining in the sea of ​​fire.

"So this is what a spirit is..." Jing Peiyao murmured to herself.

Jing Peiyao recalled her past cultivation experiences: the first time she held a sword, the first time she condensed her true essence, the first time she had an epiphany, the first time she sparred with someone, and the first time she stood in an empty courtyard gazing at the dazzling starry sky.

All the past events surfaced one by one.

Suddenly, a tiny golden rune appeared.

Although the runes were subtle, they exuded a vibrant life force. Then, a second rune and a third rune appeared one after another.

Unbeknownst to them, all the magnificent phenomena within the secret chamber were replaced by golden runes, forming an extremely dazzling sea of ​​runes.

A purple light appeared in the depths of the sea.

The purple light gradually expanded, and an extremely beautiful body emerged. Long, beautiful hair covered her chest, and purple light bloomed beneath her feet, blocking out the infinitely beautiful scenery.

The stunningly beautiful woman closed her eyes, quietly experiencing this body that had been reborn from the ashes.

Every inch of skin, every meridian, the true essence of Ziwei flows freely, its Daoist charm perfectly natural.

In the past, whenever Jing Peiyao circulated her Ziwei True Essence, she would always feel powerless in some subtle ways, as if that breath could not connect the universe.

Now, its power has finally reached the heavens and the earth!

With a slight thought, the Purple Star True Essence burst forth, flowing out as easily as an arm or finger, completely merging with its own Great Dao foundation.

Those who came after fulfilled the grand ambition that Empress Fuyao made in her prime...

Jing Peiyao took a step forward, holy light roared, and Fu Wenhua transformed into a long, golden-red brocade dress that wrapped around her graceful figure, as she left the secret chamber with great elegance.

In the courtyard.

Yuwen Jun paced back and forth. He was reluctant to come because he knew that Jing Peiyao's foundation in the Great Dao was extremely profound, and she could reach that level without a protector. However, for a moment, he sensed that Jing Peiyao's life force had completely dissipated, so he rushed over.

But after arriving, I felt an even more vibrant life force.

At this moment, Yuwen Jun felt a sense of anticipation. He wanted to see what kind of radiant spirit Jing Peiyao would possess after her rebirth. Without thinking, he looked up and saw the Empress's successor, dressed in a long golden dress, standing three feet away from him.

Although she had long possessed this beautiful and pure face, when they looked at each other again, even Yuwen Jun was momentarily stunned, and her heart was filled with ripples.

“You are so beautiful…” Yuwen Jun said, lost in thought.

Jing Peiyao smiled subtly and said, "It is truly an honor for me to be able to make a man like you lose your mind with my beauty."

Yuwen Jun pursed his lips slightly, then took a step forward and hugged Jing Peiyao in his arms.

Yuwen Jun's face contorted in a grimace. He took a deep breath and said, "Being completely infatuated is akin to madness!"

Jing Peiyao felt a sense of panic and unease. The chaotic imperial aura emanating from Yuwen Jun was so thick and powerful that it completely overwhelmed her Ziwei True Essence. Just as she was about to speak, she realized that she had been taken to the Hengchang Sect's palace by someone.

Yuwen Jun removed his clothes, his eyes burning with golden-red flames, his endless desires erupting like an unstoppable volcano.

Someone, like a ferocious ancient beast brimming with bloodlust, suddenly pounced on the sweetest and most delicious treat in the world...

……

As night fell, Yuwen Jun dressed with satisfaction, smoothed his disheveled hair, stretched, and said, "I've never enjoyed myself so much."

Jing Peiyao, lying on the bed, trembled slightly, her eyes a little moist, but her gaze was extremely deep as she stared at Yuwen Jun's back...

Yuwen Jun said softly, "I have already sent my mother and Yuan Heng to the Demon Realm to secretly make arrangements in preparation for our future independence."

"In short, the war cannot continue as it is now."

Jing Peiyao remained silent, gazing quietly at Yuwen Jun.

Yuwen Jun suddenly turned around, met his wife's eyes, and smiled smugly, saying, "You are really beautiful."

Jing Peiyao's eyes finally showed a subtle change, and a pure fighting spirit gradually surged in her clear eyes.

"I really want to fight you! But you have already cultivated the Chaos Emperor Qi, so no matter what, I am no match for you. Thinking about this makes me very uncomfortable," Jing Peiyao said through gritted teeth.

Yuwen Jun was stunned and speechless. He smiled helplessly and said, "What wife is always thinking about defeating her husband?"

Jing Peiyao was speechless for a moment; she didn't want to lose the battle for the Great Dao.

Yuwen Jun gently comforted him, "Shall we go to the capital for dumplings tonight, or perhaps a grand banquet of eight delicacies?"

The beautiful woman remained silent.

Seeing this, Yuwen Jun said confidently, "The Eight Delicacies Banquet will only be for the two of us."

After speaking, Yuwen Jun leaned close to the bed, reached out and held Jing Peiyao's chin, then kissed her. It wasn't exactly affectionate, and even a bit casual, but the kiss was quite forceful.

"I'll wait for you outside," Yuwen Jun said with a smile.

For a beauty who doesn't speak, a slight greeting is enough. There's no point in continuing to fawn over her, and besides, Yuwen Jun doesn't have that kind of hobby.

Anyway, I've already gotten what I wanted most.

……

The Iron Mang City under the cover of night is desolate yet magnificent, as a heavy snowfall descends from the sky.

On a snowy night, Chief Xiu Shenzhu led an army of ten thousand demons into the Iron Mang City.

The Prince of Zhen'an led his men to greet him, and said with great pride, "I have long heard of the clan leader's unparalleled demeanor. Tonight, I have finally seen your face. You are indeed as legendary as they say, with an aura that soars to the heavens and an innate pride."

"How could this magnificent battlefield be complete without the presence of sages from the Demon Realm!"