Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

"You want to protect him?"

Mu Zi's cold, frosty gaze gave Mo Jingtian a headache. His great-uncle must have lost his mind to offend such a formidable person.

Regardless of their strength, the other party's mysterious background alone is something the Great Yan Dynasty cannot afford to offend. Fortunately, it wasn't the young woman who suffered in the conflict just now; otherwise, the royal family would have had a hard time giving a satisfactory explanation today.

However, despite his deep concerns, Mo Yuanzhen still had to protect his family. If his ancestor were killed in the palace by outsiders, the entire Great Yan royal family would lose face. For the ruler of the entire dynasty, face was far more important than any other power.

Although Mo Jingtian had some reservations about the Emperor's actions, as the current head of the royal family, he had no choice but to step forward.

"Today is the fault of our royal family. I wonder how Your Excellency wishes to resolve this matter?"

Mu Zi's gaze swept lightly over Mo Jingtian, paused briefly on the black-robed elder behind her whose expression was uncertain, and then she spoke casually:

"Since you have intended to offend me, you shall bear the consequences. Take my attack, and I will not hesitate to kill you."

"After one move, all cause and effect will be wiped away."

Locked onto by the white-clad woman's indifferent gaze, Mo Yuanzhen felt a sudden chill rise in his heart. Judging from her attitude at this moment, she would probably not hold back at all in their promise to fight that one move. With his current weakened state, how could he possibly survive taking a single move from that woman?

"Outrageous! That man has stolen a treasure from our royal family! We must not let him escape today! Quickly activate the great formation and trap him!"

Seeing Mo Yuanzhen's expression suddenly turn indignant, Mo Jingtian's expression immediately deepened. If the former hadn't provoked this, how could things have escalated to this point? Escalating the conflict now would not be a good choice for the royal family.

Mo Yuanzhen, standing behind, saw that the man in the dragon robe had not moved for a moment, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He shouted sharply:

"Mo Jingtian, as a member of the royal family at the Nirvana Realm, are you perhaps siding with an outsider?"

"Although this woman is strong, if we join forces and activate the power of the great formation, we will surely be able to suppress her. Why don't we act quickly and take back the treasure!"

When someone pointed fingers at him like that, Mo Jingtian's face finally darkened. He turned to look at the old man in the black robe, his tone becoming increasingly forceful.

"I have my own plan for this matter, and it's none of your business to interfere!"

Seeing Mo Jingtian's displeasure, Mo Yuanzhen not only did not back down, but instead, with a cold, aged face, he spoke in an imperious tone:

"You dare disobey my orders? Mo Jingtian, don't forget your place. Who was it that helped you ascend the throne? Without me, the Mo family's empire would have changed hands long ago!"

"You bastard!"

Mo Yuanzhen's aggressive attitude finally caused Mo Jingtian's long-suppressed anger to erupt. He suddenly snorted coldly, and his terrifying power, like that of an angry dragon, instantly enveloped the figure in black robes in front of him, causing the latter to fall to the ground in a sorry state.

At the same time, a deep voice, tinged with anger, echoed in the secret room.

"You old fool, don't forget, I am the head of the royal family!"

Feeling the cold gaze of the man in the dragon robe, Mo Yuanzhen's aged face couldn't help but show a look of horror. At this moment, the former was bursting with the powerful aura of Nirvana, which made Mo Yuanzhen feel an uncontrollable sense of fear. His face suddenly turned pale, and he could no longer utter any more imperious words.

"snort!"

Seeing that Mo Yuanzhen had finally given up, the middle-aged man, Mo Jingtian, slowly turned around, faced the composed woman in white, and said in a gentle tone:

"My family's misfortune has made you a laughingstock."

"I will discipline Mo Yuanzhen myself. The royal family will apologize for the previous offense afterward. I hope Your Excellency can be lenient and let this matter go."

Despite the royal family's respectful attitude, Mu Zi's eyes remained unmoved. She maintained a blank expression throughout, as if watching a farce.

"I said, you must withstand one of my moves before this matter can be dropped."

"Since you're in charge here, you'll have to take the fall for this."

Seeing Mu Zi's firm attitude, Mo Jingtian's expression also turned ugly. What a domineering woman! It seems that today's conflict will not end easily no matter what.

"In that case, I shall experience your superior skills firsthand!"

A cold glint flashed in Mo Jingtian's eyes. He was no pushover either; his strength at the First Nirvana Realm was undeniable. His previous concessions did not mean he was afraid of the woman before him, but rather that he was wary of her background.

After the earlier probing, Mo Jingtian had a general idea of ​​the white-clad woman's strength. Although she was formidable, she was still within the initial Nirvana Realm, worthy of his attention, but nothing more.

The Nirvana Realm is a realm of one level and one dimension. Each tribulation overcome brings a transcendence of one's life level. Even those who barely succeed in advancing to the Nirvana Realm possess power that those who have not yet overcome the Nirvana Tribulation cannot contend with—even geniuses born into super dynasties are no exception, regardless of how many tens of thousands of Nirvana Pills they used to break through to the Nirvana Realm!

Let alone the agreement to fight one move, even if he were to actually fight that woman with swords and spears, Mo Jingtian was confident that he would win.

However, given the opponent's considerable talent, he still had to consider his reputation. Looking at the graceful white-clad figure before him, Mo Jingtian secretly thought that he would try to control the situation during the fight and give the opponent a slight advantage, which would be a way to settle things for today.

boom!

The next moment, Mu Zi's figure soared into the air, directly breaking through the barrier of the array outside the secret chamber, and gracefully stepped into the sky, looking down at the entire palace.

buzz-

Mu Zisu raised her hand, and a purple lotus rose from her forehead, rapidly expanding in the sky and transforming into a shadow that blotted out the sun. Her divine might spread out, though it was held back, causing Mo Jingtian below to change his expression drastically.

"This is bad! This attack might sink the imperial city. How could that person's strength be so terrifying?"

Sensing the increasingly terrifying aura of the purple lotus flower under the infusion of the white-clad woman's power, Mo Jingtian's eyes filled with unprecedented solemnity. Even he could not be careless at this moment, so he quickly took out a token and summoned the core array guarding the royal palace.

Boom!

As the vast Yuan energy surged, the equally sky-covering formation rapidly ascended into the air. Mo Jingtian stepped into the formation's core, unleashing the full power of his One Yuan Nirvana, elevating the clan-protecting formation to an unprecedented level.

Above that, Mu Zi stood in mid-air, her white dress fluttering, holding a purple lotus in her hand, like a true immortal descended to earth.

Since taking human form, this was the first time she had gone all out, so it was naturally incomparable to what she had done before. The fact that the royal family head could restore her original form was something she could be proud of!

boom--

The next moment, accompanied by a grand Daoist chant, the purple lotus suspended high in the sky crashed down before Mu Zi's indifferent gaze...