Xie Daoyun's expression was cold and her gaze sharp like a falcon as she stared at Empress Ziwei—

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I've been living quite well all this time..."

"It's been over a thousand years, and without the Life Extension Pill, you've still maintained such youthful appearance. You truly deserve the reputation of the Ice God," Ziwei said indifferently.

No one around dared to speak.

They just watched these two great beauties.

Their temperament and the oppressive aura they brought were not something ordinary people could withstand.

A high-level conversation.

It was probably a scene just like this.

"Ziwei... over a thousand years have passed, and you haven't changed at all since then," Xie Daoyun said.

"Yes..."

A trace of confusion flitted across the cold features of Empress Ziwei, who then asked, "Why are you here?"

"To be honest, Mister Fang is my friend. One of my best friends in this life," Xie Daoyun spoke unhurriedly, adding the words "one of" at the last moment to avoid suspicion.

Empress Ziwei was slightly taken aback and responded, "What a coincidence... you are Mister Fang's friend. I... am his enemy. The friend of an enemy is also an enemy. So... are you here today to confront me?"

Xie Daoyun chuckled lightly and said:

"Is it strange for me to confront you? A thousand years ago, you and over a hundred powerful warriors attacked me simultaneously. Pursuing me across mountains and valleys. The debt between us is bound to be settled sooner or later."

"I see."

Empress Ziwei spoke slowly, "Back then, you dispersed all your Cultivation and killed those hundred warriors with one move of Ice Seal. Seeing you dare to confront me today, it seems your strength has recovered."

"Whether it has recovered or not, just trying it out will tell."

Xie Daoyun's gaze shifted to Ye Wenjun, "Wenjun, don't be afraid of a strong enemy. You go and warm up first."

"Okay."

Ye Wenjun raised her Water Cold Sword.

Under the light, it refracted.

"Water Cold Sword? The Dragon Emperor's Water Cold Sword?" Xia'er couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"You have some good insight..." Xie Daoyun commented, "You are at Supreme Heavenly Rank, and my disciple has just stepped into Supreme Heavenly Position... Will you have a little exchange of moves? No problems, right?"

"Supreme Heavenly Position?"

Xia'er was also surprised that this young girl was at Supreme Heavenly Position.

She hadn't expected Xie Daoyun to take a disciple, either.

Empress Ziwei said, "Xia'er, just defeat her. Give the Ice God some face; do not kill the girl."

"Yes!"

Maid Xia'er drew her Soft Sword once again.

Ye Wenjun, not to be outdone, stirred up her Water Cold Sword.

Both stepped forward with their swords and began to fight fiercely in the center.

Bang bang!

Snap snap!

Sword lights collided, sending sparks flying.

Xia'er, at the Supreme Heavenly Rank, indeed held a greater advantage in cultivation.

Her fierce moves quickly overwhelmed Ye Wenjun, leaving her gasping for breath.

"You dare to act wildly in front of Supreme Heavenly Rank while being just Supreme Heavenly Position!" Xia'er couldn't help but chuckle.

"Who will fall, remains unpredictable!"

Suddenly.

The Water Cold Sword in Ye Wenjun's hand suddenly twisted.

Zoom!

The sword light swept past.

Cold Qi surged.

Xia'er was momentarily taken aback, saying, "Cold Attribute?!"

Bang!

Her Soft Sword broke into two pieces.

This was the authentic Heaven Rank magic artifact once owned by the Dragon Emperor, only one step away from gaining spirituality and advancing to a Spiritual Artifact.

Definitely not to be underestimated.

Xia'er's Vigorous Qi burst forth, blocking the Cold Qi.

The sharpness of the Water Cold Sword was demonstrated.

However…

The gap was still too large.

Xia'er's Inner Essence burst forth with a bang, sending out a massive Vigorous Qi from her center that blasted Ye Wenjun away.

Ye Wenjun remained calm, performing a backflip in the air.

At 720 degrees, she paused midair—

"Sky-saving Sword!"

Countless sword shadows cascaded down.

Seeing this.

Maid Xia'er's face darkened as she said, "This is Supreme Heavenly Position?"

Supreme Heavenly Position absolutely could not unleash such great power.

Xia'er raised her palms.

"Break!"

Vigorous Qi intersected, acting like a hydraulic jack, instantly neutralizing the myriad of sword shadows!

Xia'er felt increasingly that something was wrong…

Initially, she thought using merely thirty percent of her strength would suffice to defeat Ye Wenjun.

Now, she is compelled to exert seventy percent, even eighty percent.

"You forced my hand!" Xia'er spread her arms, light as a swallow. She whirled in mid-air, delivering a flying kick.

Her speed was as fast as the wind.

Bang bang bang bang!

Ye Wenjun raised her palms continuously using her Vigorous Qi to fend off this fierce onslaught.

Seeing this scene.

Xie Daoyun advised, "Use your strength to target her weaknesses!"

Ye Wenjun understood and immediately stopped blocking, positioning the Water Cold Sword horizontally in front of her.

Bang!

Her blood churned, and she was forced to step back.

Although she took a slight disadvantage, it created space for her to maneuver.

She immediately waved the Water Cold Sword —

"Yi Shui Han, Ice Seal!"

Xia'er couldn't help but exclaim, "It's actually the inherent Sword Skill of the Water Cold Sword!"

At this point, the sword was confirmed to be, without a doubt, the Dragon Emperor's own.

A powerful Cold Qi approached.

Xia'er's face slightly changed, and she retreated continuously.

"Looks like I have to go all out."

She burst forth with her Inner Essence again.

The fierce Vigorous Qi repelled the Cold Qi.

"You cannot defeat the Supreme Heavenly Rank! Accept the disparity... Break!"

A massive Palm Power pressed down.

A heaviness settled in Ye Wenjun's heart.

Sensing the danger, a glimmer of light emanated from the Phoenix Ancient Jade on her chest, and heat surged forth.

The Water Cold Sword, as if imbued with a spirit, transformed into a Fire Attribute sword in an instant!

Ye Wenjun was overjoyed.

A Fire Phoenix momentarily flashed across her arm.

"One Sword to Profound!"

Ye Wenjun unexpectedly broke through Xia'er's Palm Power, entering a realm as if no one else existed...

Xia'er furrowed her brows tightly and cursed softly, retreating again.

"How come it's a Fire Attribute?"

In her bewilderment.

That strange sword strike, like lightning, reached her in a flash.

"Defend!"

Bang!

A firestorm crashed against Xia'er's Vigorous Qi Shield.

Ye Wenjun flipped back in the air and struck again from above —

"Sky-breaking Sword Light!"

This was an Ancient Battle Technique passed down to her by Fang Yu long ago, and she never mastered it until now, finally having enough strength to employ it!

In the sky, one side with Fire Attribute Sword Light and the other with Cold Attribute Sword Light.

Both bore down simultaneously.

"You—"

Xia'er was completely taken aback, never expecting such formidable skill from a mere Supreme Heavenly Position.

Even Empress Ziwei was secretly astonished.

Little did they know, Ye Wenjun and Fang Yu are special Cultivators. With the help of Divine Dragon Technique's Dragon Transformation, Fang Yu appeared modest in cultivation but in reality, his combat strength leapfrogged multiple ranks.

Behind, Xu Sisi, Shangguan Linghui, and the Fang Family watched, utterly stunned.

"When did sister-in-law become so powerful!?"

"My heaven—how can she be evenly matched with the Supreme Heavenly Rank?"

"Sister-in-law's offensive style is clean and decisive. Regardless of tactics, she just attacks—it's simply too exhilarating to watch!"

"The best defense is a strong offense! Only Wenjun's relentless cultivation day and night has led to her achievements today..." Xu Sisi exclaimed in awe.

Just as everyone saw a glimmer of hope—

Empress Ziwei reminded, "Do not hold back anymore."

"Yes!"

Xia'er solemnly commanded, "Holy Shield!"

Hum.

A strange Dharma Seal-like Holy Shield pressed down.

Bang!

The two forces collided.

A loud noise resonated. The surrounding buildings cracked.

The fierce wind made it difficult for people to open their eyes.

Xia'er harshly declared, "The Supreme Heavenly Rank... always remains the Supreme Heavenly Rank."

Her figure ghostly, not giving Ye Wenjun a chance, she blasted through her own Holy Shield with a palm strike.

The crowd gasped in shock —

"Be careful!"

"Quick, retreat!"

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