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A surge of azure spiritual light emanated from Murong Ya's body. Before the Huang-surname retainer beside her could even speak to stop her, Murong Ya had already reached the arena.

Murong Ya stood in front of the four puppets, facing Gu Yan from a distance of more than ten steps. The moment their eyes met, a booming sound erupted from the air on the arena.

Everyone around was stunned and shocked.

The Empress, the Empress actually wants to fight the King of Yue personally, this is really too unexpected.

The Empress herself actually intervened!

Good heavens! Coming today was definitely the right decision.

The smiles on Huo Yun, Gao Changqing, and the others vanished, their excitement turning to worry. They truly hadn't anticipated this development; after Duan Qi's defeat, Empress Fuyao had actually intervened personally. What... what were they going to do now?

Murong Ya personally took to the field, which surprised Gu Yan. He had finished fighting and even taken down the Ten Thousand Soul Banner when she came down.

Gu Yan looked at Empress Fuyao standing a dozen steps away. Her face was cold and beautiful, and her whole body was surrounded by azure light. Her ribbons moved without wind, making her look like a holy goddess.

She stretched out a jade-like hand, grasped at the air, and a cyan sword appeared in her hand. This sword was called the Wind King Sword.

This sword is a weapon of the highest level, a spirit weapon.

With her sword in hand, Murong Ya unleashed a terrifying aura of a peak mid-stage Spirit Emperor Realm expert, shocking everyone present.

Then a storm arose from the ground, and a blue wind dragon appeared on the arena. The illusory wind dragon was not yet fully formed, but its immense power already made everyone present tremble with fear.

Murong Ya pointed her longsword, and a wind dragon roared towards Gu Yan. The entire arena was filled with violent gales, which carved deep lines into the ground and tore through the void, with spatial rifts constantly appearing and disappearing. This wind dragon, carrying a power that seemed capable of destroying everything, roared towards Gu Yan.

Gu Yan's long hair flew wildly, his robe billowed in the wind, and a large amount of red mist surged from his body. Then, two huge red and black ghost claws appeared behind him.

These two enormous ghost claws were shrouded in black mist, and there were even blood-red eyeballs growing on the back of their hands, with a mouth split open on their palms.

These two eerie ghost claws emitted a chilling and eerie cackle as they grabbed at the oncoming wind dragon. The ghost claws' laughter echoed throughout the entire Divine Martial Platform, sending a chill down everyone's spines. Then, they saw the wind dragon being torn in two by the two ghost claws.

What?

Murong Ya was startled. The azure light of the Wind King Sword in her hand intensified, and with a slash of the longsword, two azure sword energies, each a hundred feet long, attacked the two ghostly claws. Each of the two sword energies was accompanied by two wind dragons, and the howling sound was earth-shattering. Everyone in the stands gasped in shock.

The two ghostly claws, slashed by her sword energy, vanished in fragments with a mournful cry. Murong Ya, transformed into a blue storm, had already reached Gu Yan. Her long sword slashed towards Gu Yan's head, mercilessly severing it.

Huo Yun was sweating bullets.

His Majesty! !

However, Murong Ya missed her attack, and Gu Yan had already flashed ten feet away.

Murong Ya's ribbons fluttered, her entire body shimmering with azure light, as she caught up at an incredible speed, her longsword flashing with countless afterimages. Gu Yan's movements were unpredictable, leaving behind countless afterimages, and Murong Ya's swords all missed their mark.

Their movements became faster and faster, until they finally turned into two streaks of light.

Two streaks of light, one red and one green, chased and collided repeatedly on the arena like lightning, each impact creating a deafening sound. The spectators were dumbfounded; apart from those at the Spirit Emperor realm, no one else could keep up with their speed.

The eyes couldn't see how they moved; only afterimages remained in the field of vision, and eventually even those afterimages disappeared.

boom!

The azure light crashed onto the arena, causing the entire arena to tremble violently the moment it hit the ground. Then, the ground cracked open. Even though it was a specially designed arena reinforced with rune arrays, it couldn't withstand the force of the impact.

Murong Ya stood on the arena floor, her feet almost sinking into the cracked ground. She held her sword horizontally in front of her, a grim expression on her cold and beautiful face.

She was kicked down by Gu Yan.

She looked up at the black-robed man standing in mid-air above her, looking down at her.

As the emperor of the Fuyao Empire, Murong Ya was furious. Apart from those old monsters at the Spirit Venerable level, who dared to look down on her like that?

A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and the four puppets finally moved again. The auras of the four early-stage Spirit Emperor realm puppets surged dramatically, and then they all drew their swords and attacked Gu Yan. The four puppets surrounded Gu Yan from four directions, and a red longsword had appeared in Gu Yan's hand without her noticing.

The longsword was entirely blood-red, made of some unknown material, but the bloodthirsty aura emanating from it was astonishing.

Prince Zhou, gripping his folding fan, was getting restless in the stands. He'd realized that sword was actually a weapon master-level spirit weapon. Just how many weapon master-level spirit weapons did this guy have? Was he a weapon refiner himself?

Even for a weapon refiner, this is too exaggerated!

Being able to refine it doesn't mean you can actually find that many materials to refine a weapon of the highest rank!

As the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and with his mother being the daughter of the head of the Shouhua Xie Clan, he still didn't possess as many Spiritual Martial Arts of the Military Master level.

Which of the four families and five clans is this guy a direct descendant of?

Even Crown Prince Zhou was starting to get restless, and the other retainers of the Fuyao Empire were even more uneasy. They were thinking further: if this Li He was from the Senluo Hall of the Five Sects, had the Fuyao Empire done something to displease them?

Otherwise, why would the people of the Senluo Palace interfere in the affairs of Qizhou?

Or is it for some other reason?

Ding ding ding ding—

The sound of swords clashing rang out continuously. With each clash, a terrifying shockwave raged across the arena, further damaging the already cracked platform. The entire arena seemed to shatter, and cracks appeared on the barrier surrounding it.

Murong Ya and four puppets at the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm joined forces to fight Gu Yan. They fought for more than twenty rounds, and Gu Yan did not lose a single point, which surprised everyone.

He didn't use the seven banners he had before, but only took a sword, and he actually held his own against a mid-stage Spirit Emperor Realm peak and four early-stage Spirit Emperor Realm puppets. This... this must be fake, right?

Even if the sword in his hand is powerful, a spirit weapon of the Lord of Weapons level, the one in the Empress's hand is also powerful.

How could that be?

Isn't he at the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm?

Duan Qi and the other early-stage Spirit Emperors gaped, feeling as if their early-stage Spirit Emperor status was fake. No, no, it must be because he was hiding his strength. He must be hiding his strength.