"This world will be mine, Angel Yan will be mine, all the treasures and beauties under the heavens will be mine."
Jin Xixi and several other beauties, upon hearing the young man’s words, showed a hint of admiration in their eyes.
"Lord Marquis truly harbors great ambition and will surely establish an unparalleled enterprise. Now, the seven border states, including Qing State, are under Lord Marquis’s control!"
"In addition to the trading company he founded, Lord Marquis has traded for many years with nations like the Yunng Empire and Yuan Breakthrough Nation, amassing an imnse fortune. Furthermore, there is the great army he personally forged..."
"The mont the ti is right, he will transform from a flood serpent into a true dragon."
"However, Angel Yan, who killed Yang Pan—wielder of the Creation Boat, the King of Divine Artifacts—is not to be underestimated. And the Lord of Hongng, who stands behind her, though his na is unknown, is certainly even stronger!" Jin Xixi said.
"The Lord of Hongng is truly unfathomable. There was no information about him before; he keeps a low profile, concealing his presence masterfully."
"However, he cannot stop . I cannot do anything about him now, but in the future, he will surely beco my stepping stone," Champion Marquis Yang An said dismissively, not taking the Lord of Hongng seriously at all.
Just then, a piercing cold voice suddenly cut through the air: "A frog in a well knows nothing of the vastness of heaven and earth!"
"Who?" Champion Marquis Yang An suddenly stood up, his tiger-like eyes blazing with sharp light as he stared intently into the space above and ahead of him.
HUM.
Endless golden light surged, and a tall, angelic figure with straight, smooth, long legs took graceful steps forward. Blonde hair, golden pupils, golden wings, and a golden armor short skirt all starkly contrasted with her snow-white, delicate skin and voluptuous, graceful curves.
"So beautiful!" The Champion Marquis was imdiately transfixed, his blood quickening. His gaze was fiery, filled with an intense desire to possess. "Are you Angel Yan?" he asked eagerly. "Be my woman. When I reign supre over the Great Qian World, I shall make you the mother-figure of the world."
"You? Worthy?" Angel Yan’s eyes held a mocking glint, her lips curling in disdain. He should take a piss and look at his own reflection. What kind of character does he think he possesses?
"Let show you just how formidable I am!" The Champion Marquis’s face darkened. He reached out, grasping at the air, and a crack tore open in space from which a four-sided, ancient-looking Precious Sword flew out. This Precious Sword was unusually square in cross-section, perfectly straight—straighter even than a ruler. It seed to embody the very essence of righteousness in the world! One face of the sword depicted mountains, rivers, and vegetation; another, the sun, moon, and stars; a third, the teachings of the Mortal Path; and the fourth, scenes of fishing, herding, and agriculture.
The Champion Marquis’s eyes filled with ruthlessness and fervor as he swung the sword through the void. "Pan Emperor’s Living Sword!"
The mont the Champion Marquis swung his sword, the surrounding experts exclaid, feeling an overwhelming power envelop them! This power was not murderous. It contained courage, benevolence, wisdom, and righteousness—four great and suprely Yang concepts. Before this power, they felt as if they were facing an Ancient Holy Emperor. For within this sword lay the will of an Ancient Holy Emperor! The will of a Sun God! An embodint of courage, benevolence, and wisdom!
"This sword belonged to the first-generation Holy Emperor! A symbol of the Holy Emperor! I never expected it to be in the hands of the Champion Marquis!" An elder expert recognized the Pan Emperor’s Living Sword in an instant!
The Ancient Pan Emperor possessed three swords: Living Beings, Void, and Years, their might awing the world. The Taishang Path had three sabers: Heaven’s Intent, Universe, and Ti, which held sway over the eight wildernesses.
"Indeed, it’s a fine Precious Sword!" Angel Yan’s fair, jade-like finger stretched out and effortlessly clamped down on the formidable Ancient God Soldier, the Pan Emperor’s Living Sword.
"How is this possible?" Champion Marquis Yang An was stupefied. The Pan Emperor’s Living Sword had always been his trump card. He would not have revealed it if he weren’t facing Angel Yan. Yet to his astonishnt, it was caught between two fingers.
SHINK.
Angel Yan wasted no words. With a slight exertion of her arm, she wrested the Pan Emperor’s Living Sword from Yang An’s grasp and, with a swift strike, cut him down.
"Lord Marquis!" Jin Xixi exclaid, her eyes filled with disbelief as she watched Yang An fall.
Although they had heard of Angel Yan’s terrifying reputation, they had never witnessed it firsthand and thus had no true concept of her power. Conversely, they were intimately familiar with Yang An’s strength. They never imagined he would be as vulnerable as an infant before Angel Yan, utterly powerless to resist. Thinking back to Yang An’s previous assertions of dominating Angel Yan and eliminating the Lord of Hongng, their faces burned with embarrassnt; they were overwhelmingly mortified. The disparity was simply too vast. If Angel Yan alone was this terrifying, what then of the Lord of Hongng?
Angel Yan paid no attention to the shock of those around her. With a wave of her hand, she slew Yang An’s loyal warriors and collected their bodies and treasures. These were Sacrifices for the Lord of Hongng. With another wave, all of Yang An’s favored won of great destiny were sent to Hong Yi. Her work here was done.
Having dealt with Champion Marquis Yang An, Angel Yan took a step and arrived at the Outer Space Star World, beyond the Great Qian World. The Outer Space Star World was composed of countless stars, among which the Central World, where Pan Star was located, was the most powerful. The leaders of the Central World—Xu Yi, his son Prince Qu Xu Wuyi, and the eight ministers of the Central World—were each world-shaking, formidable beings celebrated across the Outer Space Star World. The Central World, to fulfill its own needs and ambitions, continually annexed and occupied surrounding stars, enslaving one star after another.
「At this mont.」
「Lifu Star.」
The armies of the Central World were attacking Lifu Star.
"Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Deafening battle cries shook the heavens and the earth. Millions of soldiers battled together, warfare engulfing the entire planet in a spectacle of utmost brutality and terror.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
And atop this blood-red battlefield, strewn with corpses and flowing with rivers of blood, a heroic figure was fiercely battling several Martial Daoist Immortal warriors!
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