Today, no matter the outco, she would have no regrets.
As long as she annihilated this group of cruel, ruthless invaders before she fell, she would be worthy of the Xiang Imperial Family, the Ning Dynasty, and the people of Shenzhou who had suffered the ravages of war and turmoil.
Battle intent and killing intent rose simultaneously, and with a resounding "boom!"
A golden light burst forth from Ye Wanlan’s body, transforming into a dragon and phoenix above her head.
Dragons soar and phoenixes dance, divine splendor.
After the dragon and phoenix disappeared, Ye Wanlan’s aura also changed.
For a mont, He Jia couldn’t even feel the presence of another person beside him.
A return to simplicity, unity of heaven and man.
Xie Linyuan’s expression was shaken: "Little Junior Sister broke through!"
Under such circumstances, Ye Wanlan unexpectedly broke through the bottleneck, her cultivation advancing to a higher level.
Princess Yongning was already a martial arts prodigy, unparalleled in her achievents.
Her mindset instantly reached perfection upon reuniting with the enemy from three hundred years ago.
In the later stages of cultivation, mindset is far more crucial than physical prowess.
If the mindset is trapped, forcibly breaking through would only lead to madness.
If, on the other hand, the mindset breaks through, it takes only monts for physical cultivation to follow suit.
"My cultivation is also rising," Hua Yingyue clenched her hands, feeling the power surging within her, "How strange, I was stuck at the eleventh heaven of inner strength a hundred years ago, unable to break through."
"A coincidence," Huo Jingyu smiled, "My feelings are identical to King Qin’s. I wonder if the Tower Master feels the sa?"
"Yes," Yan Tingfeng’s smile was faint, "Because we are no longer under the jurisdiction of the Ti Administration Bureau, the Heavenly Barrier has vanished too."
Now Earth 723 has survived the seven days of Apocalypse, no longer under the control of the Ti Administration Bureau, and the world’s limitations have entirely disappeared.
Not only Yan Tingfeng and others but other ordinary disciples of the Five Great Families also felt their powers steadily rising.
"There is more spiritual energy," Yue Zheng raised her hand, "Even more abundant than three hundred years ago, I seem to be able to see further beyond the heavens."
Art and thod have always been harder to advance than martial arts because they draw from the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon.
Three hundred years later, the reason for the decrease in Taoist practitioners is the reduction in spiritual energy.
With more spiritual energy, art and thod can be more potent.
Xiang Mingyu also raised her head, looking at the approaching battleship, her face full of killing intent, "Then let them taste the flavor of death this ti."
At this mont, both the martyrs and courageous ancestors from three hundred years ago and the younger generation now sparked a powerful battle intent.
Taking a long view into the five-thousand-year history of Shenzhou, invasions have been nurous.
Yet those invaders were either assimilated by Shenzhou or vanished entirely from this land.
Only this group of interstellar aliens, who initiated the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, still road freely, without the chance for revenge.
How could resentnt not arise?
The glory of avenging national and familial wrongs is life’s greatest joy.
"Whoosh—"
The first battleship finally hovered in the sky.
The door opened, the elevator descended, and a middle-aged man in military uniform slowly stepped down.
Ye Wanlan would never forget the face of this middle-aged man, one of the four commanders who invaded Shenzhou years ago.
She heard other warriors respectfully call him "General Tie Yuan."
In the past, he led the army from the north, driving straight in and striking Fengyuan.
Her teacher, the Eternal Female Pri Minister Shen Mingshu, died at his hands, humiliated before death.
Her aunt, Princess Jingan Xiang Mingyu, was ordered by him to be torn apart by horses, dying a miserable end.
Her sister, Princess Yongle Xiang Ke, self-immolated in Yongle Palace to avoid disgrace.
Her brother, Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen, committed suicide atop the city tower to protect the people.
This ti, he has indeed returned.
"Seems a long ti has passed here," General Tie Yuan donned a pair of white gloves, "You have finally entered modern society, then you should more clearly understand the gap between us."
They had boarded spacecraft capable of traversing space, yet Shenzhou’s technology seed stuck in its initial phases — how could it compare?
Just as General Tie Yuan was about to speak, he noticed the girl standing in the front.
A young face, deep features, stern brows, breathtakingly beautiful, yet carrying an intense aggressiveness.
This aggressiveness made General Tie Yuan sowhat uncomfortable and he felt a certain provoked anger.
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