"Empress Ziwei?" Chen Daotian said suspiciously.

Empress Ziwei's gaze fell on Chen Daotian; not just him, even a Hall Master of the Five Great Divine Palaces wouldn't necessarily merit a glance from her.

At this moment, the subordinates of Empress Ziwei, along with some of the Tiandu Guards, arrived.

Clang!

The door was kicked open.

Maid Xia'er, with quick steps, moved next to Empress Ziwei.

Her eyes widened as she shouted, "How dare you not kneel upon seeing Her Majesty the Empress?"

Chen Daotian, standing at the front of the crowd, sneered derisively and said, "Are you out of your mind? You're our enemies. You expect me to kneel to my enemy? Are you nuts?"

Upon hearing this,

Maid Xia'er angrily shouted:

"You're seeking death!"

Xia'er moved like lightning, swiftly drawing a Soft Sword from her waist.

The Soft Sword made a clear sound, buzzing like a venomous snake, and instantaneously approached Chen Daotian's face.

Everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, even a servant of the Empress was so formidable.

The strength of Tiandu Mountain was truly overwhelming.

If not for today, they would never have understood just how powerful Tiandu Mountain was!

Randomly pulling out anyone here could mean dealing with someone of Supreme Heavenly Rank.

Maid Xia'er, obviously, also possessed the strength of a Supreme Heavenly Rank.

Slap! Slap!

The Soft Sword closed in.

Chen Daotian frowned and immediately shouted, "Dark Shield!"

A burst of black Inner Essence erupted, forming a shield of black Gang Qi.

Bang bang bang!

The Soft Sword struck the Black Shield, sending sparks flying.

Seeing this, Empress Ziwei was startled and murmured, "He's actually cultivated the Dark Scripture. Stop!"

Maid Xia'er immediately ceased her movements and leaped back, respectfully retreating to the side of the Empress.

Empress Ziwei's gaze was stern as she spoke to Chen Daotian, "Are you a Cultivator who climbed up from being a Martial Artist?"

"Wow, good insight. You're right, I'm that kind of hard-working, diligent, striving young man who reached this realm through my own efforts... Honestly, you called the stop too early," Chen Daotian said with a grin.

Before the Empress could speak,

Maid Xia'er, unconvinced, said: "If not for the Empress stopping me, my sword just now could have taken your life... A mere Tyrant Heavenly Rank, yet you dare to act arrogantly in front of me!"

Indeed.

Chen Daotian, by now, had cultivated to Tyrant Heavenly Rank.

Lin Weifeng, Xu Huawen and others were also of Tyrant Heavenly Rank strength.

But... the gap between Tyrant Heavenly Rank and Supreme Heavenly Rank was simply too vast.

Empress Ziwei slowly raised her hand and said, "Unexpectedly, there are still people daring enough to cultivate the Dark Scripture in this world, and even more surprising, you haven't been corrupted by the scriptures?"

Chen Daotian couldn't help but laugh: "So, are you jealous?"

"I'll give you an opportunity for wealth and honor. Join the Tiandu Hall, and the future Dark Temple will be yours. Accept the baptism of the Divine Statue, achieve the Supreme Heavenly Rank, and possibly even break through to the Saint level."

Everyone understood.

This was to win over Chen Daotian.

A man that the Empress looked favorably upon definitely had extraordinary capabilities.

Chen Daotian, merely at Tyrant Heavenly Rank, indicates his immense potential and talent.

"You think too highly of me... Our paths do not align; I cultivate the Dark Scripture, but my heart is clear. Unlike some who, despite a virtuous appearance and a face of charm, harbor a dark and ruthless heart."

Upon hearing this,

Empress Ziwei's gaze turned cold.

The saying goes: one takes on the color of one's company.

She wouldn't stumble twice over the same problem.

From previously with Fang Yu, who deceived her multiple times, how could she possibly make such a naive mistake with Chen Daotian again.

If something good can't be used by me, then it must be destroyed.

Empress Ziwei raised her hand lightly and commanded, "Kill him."

"Yes!"

Maid Xia'er's lips curled into a cold smile as she brandished her Soft Sword and advanced against the wind.

Seeing this,

Someone from behind warned, "Brother Daotian, quickly retreat!"

They all knew that a Tyrant Heavenly Rank, how could it possibly contend against a Supreme Heavenly Rank.

Xia'er's Soft Sword, swooshing even more fiercely than before.

"How about the Dark Scripture? Even if you give it your all, it's at most equivalent to Supreme Heavenly Position strength. To think of defeating Supreme Heavenly Rank - it's pure folly."

Snap.

"Dark Shield."

Chen Daotian also noticed this problem. The opponent was simply too strong.

Whether it was speed, skill, or cultivation, the gap was too large.

It was unexpected that this maid was so formidable.

Everyone watched with hearts trembling in fear.

With such a vast gap, how could they even talk about rescuing those elders?

Just at that moment—

"I'll help you!"

"Brother Daotian, count me in too!"

Xu Huawen and Lin Weifeng rushed in at the same time.

Lin Weifeng was also a master in swordsmanship.

The three of them joined the battle instantly.

However…

Unexpectedly,

Maid Xia'er's speed became even more monstrously fast.

"Eat my sword!"

She leaped forward, and her soft sword swept through the air.

The three men retreated simultaneously.

Just when they thought they could withstand Maid Xia'er's assault—

"Go!"

The wind from the soft sword, as if able to turn corners, bypassed their defenses and, with a bang, struck their chests.

With a thud, the three men vomited blood violently and were sent flying.

Maid Xia'er sheathed her soft sword and said, "Effortless… It seems among these traitors, only Fang Yu has some ability; the rest are all useless."

These words made everyone's faces flush with embarrassment.

However… no one could deny what she said.

They had progressed quickly, but unfortunately, they were not given enough time to cultivate. Among those present, who could resist a Supreme Heavenly Rank?

Even their strongest seniors had been captured alive, not to mention themselves?

Suddenly—

A white figure attacked.

Everyone felt a cold aura.

In the air, Ye Wenjun wielded the Water Cold Sword, thrusting with it.

"Sky-saving Sword."

Hum.

Hum, hum.

Sword shadows filled the sky like a waterfall cascading down.

This sudden display of a Heaven Rank Battle Technique caused Xia'er to pause momentarily in shock, mistaking it for the Ice Divine Temple's Hall Master, leaving her stunned.

As the sword light fell—

Empress Ziwei waved her arm.

"Retreat!"

Whoosh.

A powerful wind, like a tornado, swept away Ye Wenjun's myriad of sword shadows.

Ye Wenjun had no choice but to flip backward into the air and gently landed.

Meanwhile.

From behind the crowd.

Dressed in similarly white apparel, Xie Daoyun approached slowly.

The crowd parted way automatically.

"It's the Ice God predecessor!"

"The Ice God!"

Everyone's faces brightened with joy.

This was the previous Divine Hall Master of the Ice Divine Temple.

Xie Daoyun arrived at the front, his gaze sweeping over everyone, he indifferently said: "All retreat."

"Yes!" Chen Daotian, Xu Huawen, and Lin Weifeng were also very respectful.

They knew their strength was inadequate and it wasn't the time to die in vain.

A flicker of surprise crossed the eyes of Empress Ziwei, she glanced at Ye Wenjun and then set her gaze on Xie Daoyun—

"Xie Daoyun? I didn't expect you were still alive."

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