Yue'er, clad in an藕色 (lotus root colored) gauze shirt, possessed skin as fair as jade and a complexion like the morning glow, her face exuding delicate beauty.
She was young, her slender figure just beginning to show its curves, radiating an aura of innocence and liveliness, fresh and lovely.
At this moment.
She smiled, dimples appearing, and blocked Feng Kun and the five Immortal Emperors.
Fan Jingxing had specifically instructed her to guard this spot, to intercept any invading enemies and prevent them from escaping.
"You little brat, do you know what you're doing, surrounding us all by yourself?"
Feng Kun wondered if he was hallucinating, or if the maiden before him had a problem.
Ridiculous!
A mere child, not even fully grown, dared to block their retreat and, with a fierce but childish tone, declared she had surrounded them. It was preposterous.
If not for noticing the ancient zither in Yue'er's hands was a high-grade immortal artifact, which would surely delay their escape if a conflict arose, he would have already struck her down.
"If you don't want to die, get out of the way immediately."
The Immortal Emperor with horns on his head roared, his entire being filled with malevolence.
Behind them, over a hundred young dragons were in hot pursuit, the crisis was far from over, and they had no time to waste here.
Yue'er's delicate hand turned, and the Qinglai floated in the air before her. Her slender, jade-like fingers gently pressed upon the strings.
"Surrender, and you'll suffer less. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
She appeared very calm. Though her tone carried a threat, her harmless appearance offered no sense of pressure.
"Trying to bluff us? Do you think you can conjure another brood of dragon whelps!"
The Immortal Emperor with horns looked ferocious, unable to bear being looked down upon by such a young girl. His killing intent surged as he said, "Attack together, and deal with her quickly."
Five Immortal Emperors and a Grand Master of Formations joining forces against a single maiden would be utterly humiliating if word got out, but for the sake of survival, they shed all pretense of shame.
Seeing them charge towards her, Yue'er immediately strummed the zither strings.
"Zheng zheng..."
The strings vibrated, emitting a soul-stirring sound.
A magnificent melody arose, the notes drifting, imbued with loneliness and etherealness, instantly resonating with the Great Dao.
During this time, Ji Mo had personally taught Yue'er the "Ode to the Dead," and now she played it with great fluency.
Bang bang bang!
The earth and stones cracked, and a blue light flashed.
In an instant, blue crystal skeletons emerged from beneath the ground, densely packed and filling the surroundings.
Feng Kun and the others who were charging forward immediately halted, their faces filled with shock, their eyes about to pop out.
"The remains... the remains of the Blue-Blooded people!"
Feng Kun's legs trembled uncontrollably, his body shaking non-stop.
The Blue-Blooded people, rumored to be descendants of gods, were immensely powerful and had ruled the entire Immortal Spirit Realm in ancient times.
This race had an incredibly glorious history, but for some unknown reason, they had suddenly declined, their traces becoming rare.
Who would have thought that the Void Sword Sect not only obtained so many skeletons of the Blue-Blooded people but could also control them? It was simply horrifying.
It was at this moment they realized Yue'er had not been bluffing; she truly had the ability to surround them.
Surrounded by so many crystal skeletons, they had no chance of escape.
"The Void Sword Sect indeed consists of cunning old schemers, so insidious and deceitful. Feng Kun, you damned fool, you've doomed us."
The Immortal Emperor with horns looked utterly dejected.
If they hadn't been so greedy and had not listened to Feng Kun's treacherous advice, they wouldn't have ended up in this predicament. He was filled with regret.
"I've been played by that fellow named Ji. This must all be that bastard's scheme."
Feng Kun cried out in despair, feeling he had been too naive, unaware of the wickedness of human hearts, and had been lured into a trap.
"Criple the horned one and keep him for dinner. The others cannot be eaten, so eliminate them all."
Yue'er issued the attack order. The crystal skeleton legion surged forward like a tide, engulfing the enemies.
Subsequently, the young dragons also arrived, joining the fray.
Feng Kun and the five Immortal Emperors were in a truly miserable state, being ganged up on, their shrill screams echoing to the heavens.
The battle did not last long.
In the end, only a few patches of bloodstains remained on the ground, along with a celestial beast that had been beaten back into its original form.
This celestial beast wished it had been beaten to death rather than be left alive, understanding the tragic fate that awaited it – to be eaten as wild game.
"Is the Void Sword Sect finished? Has it been massacred?"
Those beings who had been closely monitoring the Void Sword Sect's movements were desperately eager to know the outcome.
They had all heard the hair-raising screams and believed that the Immortal Emperors must have gone on a rampage, massacring the Void Sword Sect.
Thus, many with ill intentions and ulterior motives slowly approached the Void Sword Sect's territory, contemplating how, after the Immortal Emperors had feasted, they too could take advantage of the situation and perhaps get a share of the spoils.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes; when a drum is broken, everyone beats it.
The world was indeed this bloody and cruel.
However.
They craned their necks and waited all night, but Feng Kun and the others did not emerge.
It wasn't until the next day that there was finally some movement.
The skeletal remains of a celestial beast, gnawed clean, were hung high before the mountain gate of the Void Sword Sect.
"Is... is that the leading Immortal Emperor with horns from yesterday!"
Someone recognized the identity of the celestial beast's remains and was so terrified they lost their wits.
Others dared not and were unwilling to believe it, but after careful examination, they confirmed that it was indeed the corpse of that Immortal Emperor.
"Was it eaten as food? So, the screams yesterday weren't from the Void Sword Sect disciples, but from Feng Kun and the other Immortal Emperors!"
Everyone suddenly realized something, their faces filled with disbelief.
It was too insane! Five Immortal Emperors and a Grand Master of Formations had jointly attacked the Void Sword Sect and were completely annihilated!
And judging by the commotion yesterday, the battle hadn't lasted very long.
This meant that the Immortal Emperors had been dealt with without much resistance!
Many couldn't help but swallow their saliva, unable to comprehend such an outcome. Was the Void Sword Sect a dragon's pool or a tiger's den? Why was it so terrifying?
Those who had planned to take advantage of the situation turned pale, their bodies covered in cold sweat.
Then, without a word, they fled immediately, not daring to look back, fearing retribution.
"The Void Sword Sect, truly the lineage of the Great Immortal Kongxu, runs very deep. From now on, we must never offend them; we can only submit or curry favor."
This was the thought in everyone's mind.
From then on, no one or force in the entire Purple Thorn Prefecture dared to harbor any intentions towards the Void Sword Sect.
After a delightful feast of Immortal Emperor barbecue, the strength of the Void Sword Sect disciples significantly improved.
At the same time, the tigress Mu Yao also joined, becoming an elder of the Void Sword Sect.
The Azure Gold Immortal Emperor was fortunate; his life was spared, and he became a tool for producing Azure Gold Immortal Stones.
It could also be said that the fellow had good foresight. When he couldn't win, he decisively joined, thus gaining a chance to live.
Ji Hanhan lived a period of peaceful, simple life.
Until he received a pink letter, which forced him to venture out again.