My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Swift as lightning!

It was as fast as lightning!

"die!"

Hui gritted her teeth and let out a delicate cry. At the same time, her right hand emerged from her dance skirt, and she flicked out a beam of light with a speed that exceeded everyone's expectations. In an instant, it reached Xia Wuwei!

"stop!"

"do not want!"

Two distinct voices, one male and one female, rang out almost the instant Hui made her move.

When Hui made her move, the powerful internal energy surging around her startled all the martial artists present.

The shock he felt was indescribable.

They never dreamed that Hui, such a young girl, would be a first-class martial artist!

Are top-tier martial artists so easy to reach these days?

Among them, Yun Guan, the city lord of Dari City and one of the eight major sects, Yangtianshan, looked bitter and began to doubt his life: Is his martial arts talent really that bad?

A dancer younger than his own daughter is a top-tier martial artist?!

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Regardless of the surprise of the crowd,

Nangong Bingqing, whose heart was completely devoted to Xia Wuwei, sensed something was wrong when Hui raised her hand.

In an instant, she unleashed her supreme skill—the Divine Shadow Vanishes!

A grandmaster's meridians are all open, allowing them to unleash the power of their entire body into a single force. After Nangong Bingqing unleashed the full power of her Divine Shadowless Technique, she flew towards Xia Wuwei like a gust of wind.

One was as fast as lightning, the other as swift as the wind. Lightning is naturally faster than the wind, but firstly, Nangong Bingqing was close to Xia Wuwei, only a few steps away; secondly, she was using the world's most advanced lightness skill—Divine Shadow Without a Trace! Finally, Nangong Bingqing was so devoted to her lover that she disregarded everything and used all her strength to shoot towards Xia Wuwei.

And so, just as the gleaming poisoned needle was about to strike Xia Wuwei, Nangong Bingqing, disregarding everything else, desperately tried to stop it...

Ding!

In the end, Nangong Bingqing succeeded in a split second, deflecting the poisoned needle with a palm strike.

Chapter 220 Encounter

Ding!

A long whistle.

The poisoned needle veered off course and struck a stone pillar outside the Zichen Palace.

Then it was directly submerged, leaving only a barely visible hole.

I thought this was the end, but little did I know it was just the beginning.

It was the height of summer in August, and the sun was blazing. Unexpectedly, the cylinder exposed to the sun began to condense a layer of frost. Countless frost froze quickly, soon turning into ice blocks and freezing the entire cylinder.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone fell into a deathly silence.

The cold air began to spread, causing those nearby to feel an unusual chill.

Among the crowd were some knowledgeable people who exclaimed, "This is the most extraordinary poison in the world—the Heavenly Silkworm Cold Poison!"

Everyone was in an uproar again.

Because of this most potent and rare poison in the world, everyone has only heard of it but never seen it.

Looking at the frozen cylinder in the sweltering heat, everyone couldn't help but sigh: It truly deserves to be the number one poison in the world!

At this moment, the two grandmasters behind Xia Wuwei finally arrived and stood in front of him, staring at Hui with solemn expressions.

Hui felt a pang of despair: 'As expected, it was still too much to ask.'

Xia Yuxuan probably hates me to death now. There's no antidote. And rightly so, I shouldn't have had any illusions in the first place.

'However, I don't want to die here, in a place with so many people.'

Having made up her mind, Hui took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and used the lightness skill she had gained when she devoured the successor of Qingfeng Manor—the Soaring Step. With each step covering five meters, she sped towards the left, where there were many guests of the current dynasty's powerful and influential figures, intending to escape while the crowd was too dense to see.

The high walls and towers of the palace are enough to keep out ordinary people who don't know martial arts, but what is an insurmountable barrier in the eyes of ordinary people is just a matter of a few steps in the eyes of martial artists.

Therefore, as long as Huineng blends into the crowd when the encirclement is formed, he can escape in the chaos.

However, Hui's little scheme could not be hidden from the shrewd people present.

The moment Hui fled, a long, furious roar resounded:

"Do you really think this palace is your home? You can't just come and go as you please. Stay here!"

Hui immediately looked left and right, searching for the source of the sound.

but,

But they found nothing.

'Where is it? Could it be behind us?'

Hui tilted her head, glancing behind her out of the corner of her eye.

But... there was still nothing.

'Where exactly is it?'

Although Hui was puzzled, she did not slow down her escape at all.

In just a few breaths, they would be crossing the red carpet.

Hui could even see the burning gaze of the man on the far side looking at her.

However, at that moment, a strong sense of crisis overwhelmed Hui's mind.

At this moment, Hui looked at the ever-growing dark shadow on the ground and instantly understood: the person coming was in the sky.

Hui quickly looked up at the sky.

boom!!!

"Go to hell!"

In an instant, a shadow rapidly grew larger. 'It's too late!' Hui knew she couldn't dodge it and could only take the hit. At this critical moment, Hui crossed her arms to protect her chest and gathered all her inner strength in her arms. After doing this, an irresistible force, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, slammed into Hui's arm in the center of her chest.

Click!

That's the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Accompanied by bone fracture,

"what!"

Hui let out a piercing scream as the shockwave sent her flying through the air. In mid-air, she coughed up a mouthful of blood before finally rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

boom!!

The powerful punch continued its relentless assault on the bluestone floor, the internal energy blasting out a crater about two or three meters in diameter like a bomb.

Countless pebbles flew everywhere, hitting the people around them, and screams immediately filled the air.

Once the dust settled, everyone could see who had arrived.

This is an old man with rosy cheeks and white hair.

Many people recognized him and exclaimed, "It's Xiong Chuan, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards, Master Xiong!"

Hui lay on the ground not far away, feeling pain all over her body. The light veil on her face was gone, her face was pale and almost transparent, her long eyelashes drooped on her face, her blood-stained lips were panting heavily, her forearms were bent irregularly, and her dance dress was soaked with her own blood, like red spider lilies, bewitchingly beautiful.

Hui struggled to get up from the ground.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiong Chuan's eyes. That was his full-force attack as a grandmaster. Logically speaking, a mere martial artist who had only recently entered the first-rate level should not have been able to survive.

However, he didn't think much of it, since even if he survived by sheer luck, he would be severely injured and on the verge of death.

He walked slowly toward Hui, saying as he went, "Today is the auspicious day of the Emperor's investiture of the Empress. You treacherous officials dared to defy the world and openly assassinate the Emperor. This is utterly rebellious and deserves to die. If you know what's good for you, tell us who instructed you, and perhaps you can be treated leniently!"

Hui had just gotten up when Xiong Chuan grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up without any mercy. All her weight was concentrated on her slender neck, while her two small, delicate feet dangled helplessly in the air.

Xiong Chuan felt the slenderness of Hui's neck and the delicate fragrance wafting towards him. He shook his head, clearing away the absurd thoughts that had just flashed through his mind, and stared at Hui with an icy gaze, asking, "Tell me, who sent you?"

After saying that, he tightened his grip on Hui's neck.

"Waaah..."

Hui's expression grew increasingly pained.

This scene made the men present curse inwardly: This Xiong Chuan is no man at all, doesn't he know how to cherish women?!

Qian Chuanxue saw Leng Yichen also staring at Hui, and said with some displeasure, "What, feeling sorry for the little beauty?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yichen said with a wry smile, "That's not it, it's just a pity that another prodigy died before he could grow up!"

"Oh—, isn't this just feeling sorry for her? If you really can't bear to part with her, you can ask the emperor to cripple her meridians and take her back so you can really regret it!"

To be honest, Qian Chuanxue felt no pity for Hui's miserable situation; on the contrary, she was somewhat pleased. She simply couldn't stand Hui, that vixen, seducing men everywhere.

"Xue'er, don't talk nonsense. You know that you're the only one in my heart."

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Unlike the deep affection between Qian Chuanxue and Leng Yichen.

The other leaders of the eight major sects were gathered together, discussing things using their internal energy to transmit their thoughts.

Yun Guan asked another leader of one of the eight major sects, "What's the story with this woman? Is she one of yours?"

The sect leader replied, "I thought you were one of your people?"

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"Old Yang, that should be one of your men! You're really rich and powerful, using such a prodigy as a suicide squad."

"Old Li, what are you saying? If I had such a prodigy, I would definitely cherish her like a treasure and raise her to the Innate Realm. How could I let her carry out such a mission with a life-or-death chance?"

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Finally, they figured out that other forces also wanted to prevent Emperor Xia from gaining the support of experts at the Celestial Realm.

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