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The sword light was unleashed by Ye Gucheng, whose figure floated gracefully, and whose swordsmanship was unparalleled. With a single stroke, he rendered all things dim.
Faced with this sudden attack, Li Siyuan dared not be careless. He fiercely channeled all his energy and executed his ultimate technique, Ice Breaks the Firmament. A spear was thrust forward, its tip gathering the boundless power of heaven and earth, colliding with the sword light in midair, producing a deafening roar.
Meanwhile, Ye Tian had also engaged Zhao De in battle. Ye Tian's Sacred Body was fully activated, radiating a brilliant light as if a celestial being had descended, overwhelming Zhao De to the point of gasping for breath. However, Zhao De was no ordinary foe; he gritted his teeth and sought an opportunity to counterattack.
Although Li Siyuan and his companions were caught off guard, they remained calm. They still had six or seven strong warriors from Wang Jing on their side. In contrast, Zhong Tianhao's group had only three members. Just when Li Siyuan thought victory was assured and the tide would turn in their favor, an unexpected change occurred.
An ancient and imposing Crown appeared silently in the arena at some unknown moment. It emitted dazzling golden light that instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. With the emergence of the Crown, an immense pressure descended from above like a mountain, crushing down on Li Siyuan and the others.
Under this overwhelming pressure, Li Siyuan felt utterly exhausted. After barely holding out for a few moments, he could no longer endure it; blood spurted from his mouth as his body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing to the ground.
Zhao De and his companions were similarly affected; their faces turned pale and their breaths became weak, clearly suffering significant injuries as well. At this moment, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly chaotic. Although Li Siyuan still had six or seven warriors remaining, under the oppressive force of that mysterious Crown, their advantage had vanished.
As Li Siyuan and his companions beheld the resplendent Crown hovering in the sky, waves of shock surged within them. The Crown hung high above like a royal decree descending from heaven, instilling awe in all present. Soon after, a graceful figure slowly stepped into view.
An indescribable aura of dread radiated from her, making everyone present feel as if they were struggling to breathe. Despite the pressure weighing down on him, Li Siyuan managed to suppress his shock and forced himself to ask, "Who are you? Why do you aid Zhong Tianhao?"
However, Dugu Yue said nothing; she merely stood there quietly as if everything was under her control.
At that moment, another person suddenly appeared beside Dugu Yue. The sight of this newcomer left Li Siyuan and Zhao De stunned in disbelief.
Zhao De trembled as he asked, "Y-you are Ying Ziyi?" The figure nodded gently; it was indeed the long-missing Ying Ziyi.
At this moment, Ying Ziyi's delicate face was frosted with coldness as her eyes sparkled with icy intent. She coldly stated, "When you killed my emperor, did you ever consider that today would come as retribution?"
Li Siyuan knew that the situation had turned against him; he was likely facing inevitable doom. Unable to contain himself any longer, he burst into wild laughter.
He shouted maniacally, "Not killing you back then has indeed led to great calamity now! But even so, I still refuse to submit! Your Qin Dynasty could seize the throne from the Ning Family; why can't I, Li Siyuan?"
However, faced with Li Siyuan's madness and unwillingness to accept defeat, Ying Ziyi merely looked on coldly, saying nothing.
At that moment, Dugu Yue suddenly unleashed the Bright Moon Spear Technique. With a single thrust, the cultivation of the various kings was instantly rendered useless, and they collapsed to the ground like broken dolls, stripped of all their power.
Witnessing this scene, a fire of vengeance blazed fiercely in Ying Ziyi's heart.
With her sword in hand, she charged at Li Siyuan and Zhao De without hesitation, severing their limbs. Her eyes were filled with hatred and fury, as if only through this act could she alleviate the resentment that weighed heavily on her heart.
Afterward, she ordered her servants to throw these two powerless enemies into a cesspit, allowing them to slowly die in pain and despair.
From the moment Li Siyuan and Zhao De lost their cultivation, their tragic fate was sealed.
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