A terrible scene of destruction appeared on the battlefield where Luo Yang and Xia Qingyuan were.
Endless catastrophe swords continued to fall. The world had become a space of catastrophe, and everything was about to be destroyed.
Xia Qingyuan's body shone with divine light. A curtain of lotus light wrapped around her. The catastrophe swords whistled through the air. Each sword was incredibly violent, let alone the swords of all the heavens.
However, even though the Catastrophe Sword was incomparably terrifying, Luo Yang did not move an inch. He stood there, the ring of divine fire around him brilliant and beautiful. The light of the divine fire that shot out contained terrifying destructive power.
The flame will of heaven and earth gathered wildly. Luo Yang thrust his palm forward, and suddenly the halo of divine fire shot into the air, swallowing up all the catastrophe swords and burning them into nothing. It seemed that no power could get close to this divine fire.
The blazing will enveloped Xia Qingyuan's body, and the world seemed to melt and be destroyed in the flames.
Xia Qingyuan saw that the catastrophe swords were being destroyed and that the halo of divine fire was coming towards her. A look of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes.
If she was defeated, Ye Futian would face two people. Xing Kai and Luo Yang were both extremely powerful. They were both on the Regional King Ranking and were thought to be future Renhuangs.
Moreover, their cultivation levels were higher than Ye Futian's.
Even though Luo Yang had suppressed the power of the Flames of the Way, as a Saint of True Self, Luo Yang's understanding of the Great Path was stronger than hers. Therefore, the power of the Flames of the Way was naturally stronger.
Moreover, Luo Yang's constitution seemed particularly special. It was no less than that of a descendant of Renhuang.
She did not know that Luo Yang himself was a descendant of Renhuang. It was just that after many generations, he had inherited his ancestor's talent and possessed the Body of the Way of the Divine Fire.
The halo of divine fire shot out endless divine light of fire. This divine light was strong enough to resist the catastrophe swords.
And the halo of divine fire could not be stopped.
Luo Yang's body was bathed in endless divine fire. He pointed into the air, controlling the halo of divine fire. "You still won't stop?" he said.
If Xia Qingyuan persisted, his attack might hurt her.
Xia Qingyuan looked down, her expression cold. Divine light shone from her body, faintly containing the light of Renhuang. She was as dazzling as a goddess.
Between heaven and earth, tribulation swords were destroyed and reborn. Countless tribulation swords turned into lotuses that enveloped her body. Each lotus petal was formed from many tribulation swords, and they constantly spun around her.
A will of the great path of life enveloped the lotus inside her, making it seem as if her body had become one with the lotus condensed from the infinite catastrophe swords.
Xia Qingyuan formed a seal with both hands, and the catastrophe swords around her connected into one. They whistled forward, turning into many straight paths of catastrophe that tore through the void like lightning.
This art was called the Infinite Tribulation.
Her body also turned into a bolt of lightning and shot towards Luo Yang.
Luo Yang frowned. He saw the whistling catastrophe swordsmanship collide directly with the light of the divine fire. It was not at a disadvantage at all. This area of heaven and earth had become a catastrophe land, and everything was enveloped within it.
Even Ye Futian and Xing Kai, who were engaged in battle, looked in that direction. Their battlefields were not far apart. The sky above their heads seemed to have turned into the sky of catastrophe as well, but Xia Qingyuan controlled the range of her attack.
Under the Immeasurable Tribulation, Heaven and Earth would be buried, and all living things would be destroyed.
Bang! Bang! Bang! All around Luo Yang, catastrophe swords fell down, destroying the void. He frowned. He actually felt a faint threat. If he had been a Doctrine Saint, he might have been threatened by this attack.
Many people on the Divine Mountain looked at Xia Qingyuan. What a powerful art.
Even the Holiness of Nirvana on the Divine Mountain was moved.
"Life and destruction, two extreme wills of the great path. She manifested them all at the same time. This princess of Emperor Xia's Realm is incredible," said an elder softly. The catastrophe swords were the great path of destruction, and the lotus was the great path of life.
The Infinite Tribulation had endless destructive will falling, and the lotus was the catastrophe swords of life, endless.
In this way, both life and destruction were endless.
"Yes, this Qianye City is really an interesting place. The first one to rise was Yu Sheng. He became famous in the Battle of the Crimson River, so the City Lord of Qianye City and the princess of Emperor Xia's Realm were overshadowed. It was not until the battle of Emperor Kua's ruins that everyone realized that the City Lord of Qianye City, Ye Futian, was also a genius. So the princess of Emperor Xia's Realm became even more inconspicuous," someone said with a smile.
Obviously, the two of them had overshadowed Xia Qingyuan. She had not had a chance to show her true power.
Until this battle, when she met Luo Yang.
This was the purpose of the Peach Banquet. They wanted to see the glory of these people.
Obviously, they had seen another extraordinary figure.
The little princess of Emperor Xia's Realm.
Many geniuses had come to the periphery of the banquet. For example, Xi Chan of the Xi clan was there.
She had fought with Xia Qingyuan before. Now that she had seen this battle, she realized that Xia Qingyuan had not really used all her power.
If she had encountered this Infinite Tribulation back then, she probably would not have been able to escape.
"It looks like she's fighting for real," everyone said to themselves. Xia Qingyuan was serious this time.
Of course, Luo Yang's halo of divine fire was also powered by his own power. This was not just limited to his understanding of the Thousand Word Proverb.
The attacks of the two of them were so fast that Xia Qingyuan's attack had already descended while everyone was still thinking about it.
The Infinite Tribulation and the divine fire intertwined. The destructive scene was simply astonishing.
Xia Qingyuan's body descended as well. She wanted to pierce through the halo of divine fire.
Many people could not help but feel nervous for her. Was she crazy?
She wanted to pierce through the halo of divine fire?
That kind of destructive power could really endanger one's life.
The lotus petals bloomed, turning into endless catastrophe swords that rushed into the halo of divine light. They were constantly destroyed.
However, they were destroyed and then reborn. They seemed to grow endlessly.
There was a sharp hissing sound as the halo of divine fire was destroyed by the Infinite Tribulation.
The figure shot through the air and landed on Luo Yang's body.
Everyone saw the light of the catastrophe swords piercing down towards Luo Yang. Xia Qingyuan's finger pressed forward. It was as if all the attacks were gathered in this finger.
Just as Xia Qingyuan's attack was about to land, Luo Yang's body shone brightly. The light of the divine fire burned everyone's eyes. His body became a divine body of the Great Path, and the descending catastrophe swords melted into nothing. An even stronger halo of divine fire spun, devouring and melting everything.
He pointed a finger at Xia Qingyuan. Under the light of the divine fire, everything would be burned. Even the Way of Life had no chance.
"Give up!"
Ye Futian shouted. Xia Qingyuan's entire body seemed to be enveloped by it. It was as if her body would also be burned into nothing.
Biting her lip, she retreated like lightning. At the same time, divine fire descended, sending her retreating body flying into the distance. She did not stop until she was at the edge of the Peach Banquet.
Had she still lost?
Everyone looked at Luo Yang, feeling the will on his body. Even in that last attack, he had still rationally controlled his strength. He had not released the power of a Saint of True Self, but even so, he had still forced Xia Qingyuan back.
Many people thought of the rumors about the ancestor of the Luo clan. Back then, the Luo clan Renhuang had a divine fire body of the Great Path. No one could get close to him. The closer you got to him, the stronger the will became. This was the power of his constitution.
Thus, when Xia Qingyuan had gotten close to him, she had suffered a terrible backlash.
If Xia Qingyuan had been a Saint of True Self, what would have been the result of that attack?
Would Xia Qingyuan really be a threat to Luo Yang?
Perhaps this was really a possibility.
They really wanted to see these people fight to their hearts' content.
Luo Yang took a few steps forward and looked at Xia Qingyuan. There was not much pride in his eyes. On the contrary, he seemed to admire her.
As a woman, and only at the Proving Holiness level, she had caused him so much trouble.
The pressure that Xia Qingyuan gave him was no less than that of Yu Shifei.
She was a woman who could be mentioned in the same breath as the Virgin of the Yu clan, who was on the Regional King Ranking.
Xia Qingyuan's eyes were a little unwilling. Seeing her eyes, Luo Yang said, "If you are not satisfied, you can come to the Luo clan of Crimson Dragon City to fight with me if you have the chance."
Hearing Luo Yang's words, many people looked surprised. It seemed that Luo Yang and Xia Qingyuan's battle had developed a mutual appreciation for each other. He had actually given Xia Qingyuan the opportunity to go to the Luo clan to fight with him.
However, Xia Qingyuan had first defeated Shu Zi, who had been cultivating in the Regional Palace. Her battle with Luo Yang was no less than that of Yu Shifei. She was a woman who could stand side by side with Yu Shifei, and her background was extremely noble. Although she was not dressed in women's clothing, her beauty was still visible.
It was no wonder that Luo Yang would admire such a woman. There were not many like her in the entire Crimson Dragon Realm.
Hearing Luo Yang's words, a cold look flashed in Xia Qingyuan's eyes. She seemed to be extremely unhappy. She said coldly, "You are not qualified."
Her words stunned many people. Her personality was really cold and aloof.
Luo Yang heard her words and did not care. There were very few people in the Crimson Dragon Realm who could catch his eye. There were only a few people, and there were even fewer women who could catch his eye.
Xia Qingyuan was extremely outstanding in all aspects. It was normal for her to be arrogant and cold.
At that moment, the sound of a collision was heard. It was the battle between Xing Kai and Ye Futian. The two of them separated and did not immediately continue fighting. Instead, they looked at Luo Yang and Xia Qingyuan, who had already won.
"Are you alright?" Ye Futian asked Xia Qingyuan.
Xia Qingyuan looked at him and shook her head slightly. She felt a little apologetic. She had wanted to help him fight, but this defeat had caused Ye Futian some trouble.
Seeing the look in Xia Qingyuan's eyes, Ye Futian understood what she meant. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who wins or loses. Just leave this to me."
"Alright." Xia Qingyuan nodded, then walked away, officially leaving the battlefield.
This scene made people's imaginations run wild. Xia Qingyuan was of noble birth, and she was a princess. Her status in Emperor Xia's Realm should have been higher than Ye Futian's. Moreover, her own strength was so strong, but she treated him as the City Lord of Qianye City and stood behind him. It seemed that she was very obedient to him.
But thinking of Ye Futian's music, many people felt that it was strange.
Could it be that this was …
Was the princess of Emperor Xia's Realm so pitiful?
PS: Did everyone understand? The title was about me. I haven't asked for votes in a few days, and my monthly votes have been dropping. Is it that pitiful?
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