Chapter 27

The net of justice has stretched too far!

Ying Changqing's teasing made Xiaoyaozi realize something.

It turns out that Ying Changqing used Yin-Yang magic, not the "after the snow clears" technique.

Xiaoyaozi was even more shocked.

"To be able to conjure up the 'Snow After Clearing Skies' sword technique using Yin-Yang magic after just one observation?"

Xiaoyaozi was extremely shocked by this and immediately became confused.

He saw the silver light in Ying Changqing's eyes grow brighter and brighter, with the sun, moon, and stars spinning rapidly within them.

Ying Changqing was even faster than him and finished first.

Before Xiaoyaozi could finish writing "Xiaoyao You", Ying Changqing had already stopped writing.

"The perfect man has no self, the divine man has no merit, the sage has no name!"

Ying Changqing uttered these words in a low voice, and time and space instantly froze, leaving the world in deathly silence.

Everyone watched in shock as the clouds in the sky were cleaved open by the powerful sword energy, and sunlight pierced through the clouds like a sharp sword, shining on Ying Changqing.

Ying Changqing was like a god descended from heaven, sweeping away all the gloom.

At the same time, an extremely powerful sword aura erupted from in front of Ying Changqing and rushed towards Xiaoyaozi.

With a roar, Xiaoyaozi finished writing the final stroke of Xiaoyao You the moment the sword energy struck him.

"boom!"

A deafening roar erupted, causing the summit of Mount Taiyi to tremble violently, and the entire mountain range to shake.

Miaotai Peak collapsed, countless boulders fell, the surrounding area was swallowed by dust, and a mushroom cloud rose.

The sisters Yaoyue and Lianxing, Han Fei and Gai Nie, Song Yuanqiao and Miejue, Nangong Pushe and Jian Jiuhuang, among others, stared in disbelief.

Waiting for the smoke and dust to clear, I wanted to see the consequences of this sword strike.

Mount Taiyi was deathly silent.

All eyes were fixed on the summit of Miaotai Peak.

Yanfei was also distracted while fighting Chisongzi, and they both looked in that direction.

Everyone was waiting for the outcome of this sword strike.

The wind blew across Miaotai Peak, and the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Ying Changqing and Xiaoyaozi each occupied a peak, facing each other from afar.

"This sword strike will not determine a winner or loser."

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Xiaoyaozi bowed respectfully: "Thank you for holding back, Your Highness. If you had used your full strength, I would have been seriously injured."

Ying Changqing didn't have to kill him, after all, he was acting on someone else's orders.

Killing Xiaoyaozi would create a deep enmity with the Taoists.

More importantly, Xiaoyaozi's strength is far more than it appears on the surface.

At the last moment, Ying Changqing discovered that Xiaoyaozi possessed an even greater dark power.

Xiaoyaozi had never used this power and tried his best to hide it, but Ying Changqing's Starry Eyes still saw through it.

If Xiaoyaozi were to use this power, Ying Changqing could not guarantee that he could kill him with a single sword strike.

However, Ying Changqing also gained something.

He remembered his past life and had also sensed the hidden power within Xiaoyaozi.

It has been confirmed that Xiaoyaozi is the top-tier assassin of the Luo Wang organization, second only to Lu Buwei as one of the Eight Swords of Yue, Yanri.

Ying Changqing knew Xiaoyaozi's true identity, but did not expose him.

He will definitely control the net.

Xiaoyaozi will submit to him in the future, and Ying Changqing will not destroy his own Great Wall.

"Master Xiaoyaozi, there's no need for you to be so polite."

"I held back, but you were still able to withstand that sword strike without a scratch. Your cultivation is indeed formidable."

Xiaoyaozi looked bitter.

"The prince used the Dao Sword Technique of Yin and Yang, after the snow cleared."

"But you started later and caught up faster than me."

"And its power is several times stronger than mine!"

"This is not your strongest move. The Yin Yang School does indeed have many powerful techniques."

"But you didn't use your trump card, and you still managed to severely injure me..."

At this point, Xiaoyaozi shook his head and sighed.

"I lost today, and I accept it wholeheartedly!"

"Now it seems the Yin-Yang School is no less capable than my Taoist School; otherwise, how could they have cultivated a genius like you!"

"When I was your age, I couldn't even compare to a tenth of you. I'm truly ashamed."

"When you reach my age, I'm afraid no one can match your cultivation level."

"There are very few people in this world worth your personal attention!"

After speaking, Xiaoyaozi looked at Chisongzi in the distance and the crowd below the stage.

"I concede defeat in this covenant between heaven and man."

"I did not lose to the Heavenly Sect's leader, Chisongzi."

"I lost to Ying Changqing, the vice-leader of the Yin-Yang School and a prince of the Great Qin Kingdom!"

Without looking back, Xiaoyaozi flew towards the Taoist sect.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Everyone had thought that Ying Changqing and Xiaoyaozi were evenly matched, but now they realized that Ying Changqing's cultivation level far surpassed Xiaoyaozi's.

Some people bluntly stated: "Xiaoyaozi was able to escape unscathed not because of his profound cultivation, but because Ying Changqing showed him mercy."

Some people exclaimed in shock, "This is unbelievable!"

"Xiaoyaozi was a powerful figure in the mid-stage of the Land Immortal Realm, yet he was killed by Ying Changqing in a single second!"

Everyone marveled at Ying Changqing's strength.

As a prince of the Great Qin, Ying Changqing was unknown in his early years. He did not study military strategy or martial arts, but focused on cultivating the so-called supreme heavenly way.

However, the Supreme Heavenly Dao cannot improve one's strength at all; it is merely an ethereal and illusory metaphysics.

Before he turned eighteen, Ying Changqing was just an ordinary person.

Within half a year, he was able to severely injure Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Human Sect, with a single sword strike.

What's even more terrifying is that after only seeing Xiaoyaozi use the "After the Snow Clears" move, he learned this technique using Yin-Yang magic, and its power and speed are stronger than Xiaoyaozi's.

Everyone was shocked; Ying Changqing's talent was extraordinary.

They looked at Ying Changqing with complex emotions, a mixture of admiration, shock, and fear.

Han Fei, Fu Nian, Gai Nie, and Wei Zhuang looked at each other.

Han Fei said, "Ying Changqing is a prince of Qin, and his strength is too great. Senior brothers, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, can you defeat him?"

Fu Nian smiled helplessly: "Junior brother, you've misjudged me. I can't beat Xiaoyaozi, much less Ying Changqing."

Gai Nie is the sword saint of Qin Dynasty and a top disciple of the Guigu School.

He shook his head gently.

The arrogant Wei Zhuang believed that only his senior brother could rival him in the world.

At this moment, he also frowned, looking at Ying Changqing with a face full of astonishment.

Han Fei didn't hear Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang's reply, but from their expressions, he could tell that they admitted they couldn't defeat Ying Changqing.

This shocked him even more: "Your Highness, how can he be so strong at such a young age!"

After a while.

The battle between Chishongzi and Yanfei has ended.

Yan Fei's body flashed with golden light, instantly transforming into a giant three-legged golden crow that emitted a dazzling light like the sun.

Chisongzi squinted, unable to see his surroundings clearly.

A cry like that of a phoenix pierced the sky.

The three-legged golden crow, carrying a terrifying power capable of burning everything, crashed violently to the ground like the sun falling.

Chisongzi urged the autumn waters of Wanchuan to their limit, and countless water dragons soared into the sky, attempting to block the Golden Crow.

Heaven's will did not prevail.

He exhausted his true energy and was unable to withstand the Golden Crow's attack. His defenses were broken, and he was seriously injured.

If he hadn't used the Snow Clearing Sword to block the impact in time, he would have surely died.

Even so, he was still seriously injured and crashed into a distant boulder, blood gushing out continuously.

"clang!"

The Xueji Sword, representing the orthodox Taoist tradition and passed down from the patriarch, fell to the ground.

Yan Fei walked up to Chi Songzi, picked up the Xueji Sword amidst his resentful gaze, and handed it to Ying Changqing.

"Your Highness, these are spoils of war from the Yin Yang School."

Ying Changqing looked at Yan Fei, who was all smiles and filled with the joy of victory, and affectionately stroked her nose before taking the sword from her.