A Good Romance
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Although Chang Zhi was exaggerating, the people around him couldn't refute him.
Miao Yingwei's strength was there for all to see. With the battle prowess of a level seven martial artist, he alone could kill them until their blood flowed like a river.
"He's only at the seventh layer of the Celestial Layer." Someone muttered in a low voice, "That beauty was only at the peak of the Fourth Celestial Layer, but she had the combat power of a peak of the Sixth Celestial Layer."
Someone at the side nodded. "Although it's also because of the help of the immortal artifact, her own strength must have reached the Sixth Heavenly Layer."
"Two realms higher, stronger than the Emperor Star!"
"You're even stronger than me!" Miao Yingwei's voice rang out. No one had noticed that at some point, he had cut through the lightning and returned.
The two people who were discussing earlier immediately shut up. Although they were also at the Sixth Celestial Layer, they knew that they were no match for Miao Yingwei. Once a conflict broke out, they could only flee. Otherwise, if they fought to the death, they would definitely die.
"Speak!" Miao Yingwei snorted. "Who can surpass me, Miao Yingwei?"
The two of them didn't want to leave, so they told the story of the Empress.
"You're just relying on the might of an immortal artifact," said Miao Yingwei disdainfully. He lowered his voice so that only he could hear it. "To be able to possess an immortal artifact, you're either a descendant of a ninth firmament Immortal King or a trial-taker."
His eyes lit up. Even though he was a stunning genius, he didn't have an Empyrean backing him up, so he couldn't have an Immortal Artifact.
His eyes turned red, and as for these two people praising the Empress's beauty to the point it was rare in the world, he didn't believe them in the slightest. Before entering the Cemetery of Celestial Kings, he'd been surrounded by countless beauties, and he'd seen all sorts of extraordinary beauties.
Only the bumpkins in the Immortal King's Cemetery had truly seen too few women, and they might be praised to be peerlessly beautiful if they were slightly good-looking.
"The two people you spoke of, are they in that ball of lightning?" He pointed at the bridge and asked. After getting an affirmative answer, he shook his head.
Even with his strength, it was impossible for him to withstand such an attack for too long, let alone thousands of years.
Heh heh, those two must be spreading false rumors. How can a mere fourth Firmament Immortal King do it?
"I'd like to …" He strode up the bridge.
"You can't," someone hurriedly said. "If you don't win the game and rush onto the bridge, you'll only be thrown into the river to await death."
"Hmph, what do I, Miao Yingwei, have to fear?" Miao Yingwei strode forward. He didn't believe the nonsense these people were spouting.
He quickly arrived at the edge of the bridge. After a slight hesitation, he still took a step forward.
Xiu, lightning flashed, and the old man had already strangely appeared on the bridge, grabbing at Miao Yingwei.
"Why would I be afraid of you?" Miao Yingwei sneered and raised his palm to meet the attack.
The old man's large hand descended, and Miao Yingwei's counterattack was unable to withstand a single blow. He was taken down without any suspense.
"Ninth-ninth Heavenly Immortal King!" he said through gritted teeth. The difference in their cultivation levels was too great. If he fought against such an expert head-on, he would naturally be suppressed.
Yet the old man did not open his mouth at all. With a casual fling, pa, Miao Yingwei was thrown into the river.
"Ah!" Miao Yingwei's body exploded with a bright light, and he actually charged out of the river. He stood in mid-air, his eyes filled with hatred.
"He actually didn't die!"
"Unbelievable!"
"As expected of a prodigy, he's too strong!"
Everyone exclaimed in shock. This was the first person they had seen thrown into the river and not die.
Yet Miao Yingwei did not look pleased at all. When he had been thrown into the river, his cultivation level had been sealed. Originally, he could only wait for death, but he had a secret treasure that he had obtained from an ancient site. It could only be activated when he was in a life-or-death crisis, and it could only be used once.
Now that this secret treasure was activated, it meant that he had already died once.
He had not obtained anything, yet had wasted a life-saving treasure. How could he be happy?
He sat down cross-legged beside the river. Now, he wanted to obtain a Celestial Tool even more. Otherwise, he really would not be satisfied.
100 years, 200 years … finally, the lightning became weaker and weaker, and Ling Han and the Empress appeared.
As if sensing something, Miao Yingwei immediately opened his eyes. His eyes swept over, and suddenly, an expression of shock appeared on his face.
There were actually two people in this ball of lightning, and they were only at the Fourth Heaven and Fifth Heaven. This was too inconceivable.
How did they survive?
Previously, Miao Yingwei did not know how long the two of them had stayed in the lightning, and he would not believe what others said, but just he had sat here for 200 years.
200 years … he knew that he definitely could not endure for so long.
However, when he saw the Empress's appearance clearly, his eyes involuntarily burst with light.
Too beautiful, how could there be such a beautiful woman …
He laughed loudly, suddenly feeling that losing a life-saving secret treasure was nothing.
"I can break through to the Fifth Heaven," the Empress said. In these 2,000 years, she had been absorbing the power of lightning to aid the advancement of her cultivation level, and she was originally at the peak of the Fourth Heaven, so she naturally had the qualifications to break through to the Fifth Heaven.
Ling Han nodded. He had also reached the late stage of the Fifth Heaven, and if he could do this two more times, he should be able to reach the peak of the Fifth Heaven, and break through to the Sixth Heaven.
The Empress released her cultivation level, and instantly, thunderclouds rolled over in the sky. She was preparing to undergo the tribulation.
Miao Yingwei had originally planned to go forward, but seeing that the Empress was actually going to undergo the tribulation, he could only helplessly stop. However, the Empress could not be disturbed temporarily, but another person could.
He stared at Ling Han, and opened his mouth, saying, "Brat, come here!"
The other was still standing on the bridge, and he did not dare to go up again. He had already used up his life-saving treasure, and if his cultivation level was also sealed and thrown into the river, he could only wait for death.
Ling Han was surprised, and walked towards Miao Yingwei. How had he attracted hatred again?
"I told you to come over, did you hear me?" Miao Yingwei rebuked.
Ling Han shook his head. "Idiot," he muttered.
"Seeking death!" Miao Yingwei humphed. Shua, with a shake of his right hand, a long sword had already appeared, and then he slashed out at Ling Han. The Sword Qi turned into a white tiger, roaring as it charged at Ling Han.
Ling Han frowned. This person had first rebuked him, and then made a move for no reason; did he think that his temper was very good?
His feet moved, and he had already leaped down from the bridge. He shot out a punch, and peng, the ferocious tiger formed from Sword Qi was instantly destroyed.
Miao Yingwei's eyes narrowed. A fifth heaven Celestial King was actually able to disperse his Sword Qi with a single punch; this brat really did have some ability. However, he did not care. That was only a casual strike, and was not his true battle prowess at all.
"I'll give you a chance. Immediately scram, and never ever see this fairy again. Otherwise, I will definitely cut off your head," he said calmly. When he said "this fairy", he glanced at the Empress.
At this moment, the Empress had already begun to battle the heavenly tribulation. Even under such circumstances, she was still extremely beautiful, and could cause one's heart to pound.
Ling Han gave an 'oh'. So it was the Empress's exquisite beauty that had attracted hatred for him. This was something that could not be avoided from the moment he had formed ties with the Empress.
He shook his head, smiled, and said, "And which clan are you from, using the name of your father's generation to suppress me?"
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