The guards swarmed forward.
Lin Yuran tilted her head, her alluring cheeks flushed with a chilling coldness. She looked disdainfully at the charging guards, "A bunch of ants dare to oppose me? Utterly overestimating yourselves!"
A dense ball of black energy materialized in her palm.
Lin Yuran casually raised her hand and directed it towards the guards.
*Bang!*
In mere moments, all the guards lay sprawled on the ground, having fallen heavily!
The Imperial Preceptor cried out, "Not good, this is an evil technique! If touched by the black energy, one could lose their sanity and be manipulated!"
Ministers and commoners hastily retreated, putting as much distance between themselves and the scene as possible.
The onlookers at the entrance scattered as well, fearing they might be next.
Lin Yuran sneered, narrowing her eyes as she channeled the black energy within her.
The black energy surged out of her body, forming clusters that swirled throughout the yamen.
"Lin Ninghe, you should have died a hundred years ago. Since you're still alive, why not die again?"
Lin Yuran laughed maniacally and lunged towards Feng Ninghe.
The black energy had forcefully propelled her cultivation to a soaring height.
Even Feng Ninghe had to remain vigilant. She quickly dodged to the side, not forgetting to instruct Bai Niannian, "Disperse the surrounding people, protect them!"
Bai Niannian, understanding the gravity of the situation, dared not delay and busily drove away the surrounding commoners.
In a short while, the commoners and ministers within the yamen had all departed, watching from a distance outside.
Ji Binyu's strength was on par with Feng Xing's. The evil technique had caused his cultivation to surge, allowing him to contend with cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
Not far away.
Si Xinxin's eyes widened, her bright gaze fixed on the clusters of black energy, "Grandpa Luo, what is this black energy?"
The black energy was extremely sinister.
Black energy swirled within the yamen, making the surroundings appear chilling and terrifying.
Grandpa Luo frowned, holding Si Xinxin's small hand, he inadvertently shielded her. "Xinxin, this is malevolent energy refined by evil arts, forged from the world's resentments. If one is controlled by this energy..."
As he spoke, several wisps of black energy surged into the bodies of the guards lying unconscious on the ground.
These guards opened their eyes.
They drew their swords and began to fight each other, creating a chaotic scene.
Si Jianye calmly observed everything unfolding before him, his deep male voice slowly uttered, "Axi, go help Feng Xing."
Ji Binyu fought with increasing ferocity, raising his sword, which was wreathed in black energy, and thrust it fiercely at Feng Xing. "Today, I will take your life, you running dog!"
*Bang!*
Ji Binyu's sword was flicked away by someone.
Axi arrived in a hurry, standing before Feng Xing and blocking the blow for him.
Feng Xing offered no further words, glancing gratefully in Axi's direction.
Ji Binyu's strength had exploded; Feng Xing was indeed no match for him.
Seeing another person appear before him, Ji Binyu raised an eyebrow with slight annoyance, glancing at Axi. "Who is this meddling dog? Since you're overestimating yourself, I'll take your life as well!"
Axi nonchalantly crossed his arms over his chest, calmly meeting his gaze. "You rely on evil energy to boost your cultivation, only then can you match me. I'd like to see how long these so-called crooked paths can prevail."
Elsewhere.
Lin Yuran's attacks were all deadly, and she occasionally used hidden weapons.
Under her assault, Feng Ninghe was not at a disadvantage.
"Lin Ninghe, I've strived for a hundred years and still haven't gained the recognition of the Imperial Seal. Why is it that the moment you appear, you effortlessly obtain everything I've yearned for?"
Lin Yuran's eyes blazed with ferocity, her gaze filled with anger as she stared at Feng Ninghe. "Die!"
A terrifying black aura enveloped her, and clusters of black energy instantly surged towards Feng Ninghe.
The fighting guards also arrived behind Feng Ninghe at this moment, charging rapidly towards her.
Dealing with Lin Yuran was indeed troublesome, but Feng Ninghe was not at a disadvantage.
However, if she dodged now, the black energy would inevitably strike the guards behind her.
These guards would likely not survive.
Feng Ninghe glanced at the more than twenty guards behind her, biting her lip unconsciously.
To protect the safety of these guards, she could only choose to block the black energy.
"Not good."
Su Hongxiu, who had been watching from the side, closed his bone fan. "This ball of black energy is no simple matter. Who knows what will happen if it strikes."
Su Hongxiu quickly stepped forward to help, but a figure dashed towards Feng Ninghe a step ahead of him.
Si Jianye, who had been standing beside him, had vanished.
After a moment of thought, Feng Ninghe finally chose to face the black energy.
Facing the black energy, she might not die, but these guards were different; they had no chance of survival.
"A petty trick."
A cold male voice suddenly came from her side.
Feng Ninghe looked up, and a tall, imposing figure stood silently before her.
Si Jianye disdainfully blocked the attack, his cold eyes glinting with chilling intent. "You dare to touch this Lord's person?"
The man's appearance brought a sense of relief to Feng Ninghe, and her tense expression softened.
As long as Si Jianye was here, she didn't have to worry too much.
Su Hongxiu leaped forward, charging towards the guards.
The guards, controlled by the black energy, were mindless, their eyes vacant as they charged forward relentlessly.
Su Hongxiu opened his bone fan and swept it towards the guards. The moment his spiritual energy touched them, the guards fell unconscious and collapsed.
"King of Hell?"
Upon seeing Si Jianye, Lin Yuran's eyes widened with caution as she retreated.
The King of Hell was renowned, and his strength could not be underestimated.
Even with her evil energy, Lin Yuran was no match for the King of Hell.
Si Jianye raised his hand, and the black energy unleashed by Lin Yuran was directed back at her.
Lin Yuran's pupils involuntarily dilated. She turned and fled, muttering under her breath, "Damn it! This is clearly my own move, how can the King of Hell control the black energy?"
She ran fast, but the black energy pursued her even faster.
As if it had eyes, the black energy struck Lin Yuran fiercely.
*Bang!*
The black energy hit Lin Yuran, and her body was thrown heavily into the distance, her internal organs feeling as though they would be expelled from her body, causing unbearable pain.
Lin Yuran tried to get up, but she struggled, her body unable to rise.
"Yuran!"
Sensing Lin Yuran's distress, Ji Binyu cried out urgently, but he was too engaged in his own fight to go to her aid.
Feng Ninghe strode towards her, her gaze darkening. "Lin Yuran, a hundred years ago, you attacked me and tried to take my life. I almost lost my life. A hundred years later, you will repay me with your life."
She raised her hand, a ball of phoenix fire igniting in her palm.
A flicker of fear entered Lin Yuran's heart, and she struggled, attempting to retreat.
Feng Ninghe looked down at her, her icy eyes holding a hint of disdain. "A hundred years ago, you dug out my phoenix bones. Now, you will die by phoenix fire."