The people of Longhu Mountain in Liyang should come out!

Everyone present was shocked.

"Hiss, the Yin-Yang School actually possesses such power?!"

"The fact that the prince is powerful alone only proves that he has outstanding talent."

"Miss Yanfei is the Eastern Lord of the Yin-Yang School. She easily defeated Chisongzi, the leader of the Daoist Tianzong School, which proves that the Yin-Yang School is far stronger than the Daoist School."

……

Everyone has misjudged the situation.

The Yin-Yang School was originally a branch of Taoism, but they looked down on it.

The gasps of amazement continued; no one had expected the outcome of the pact between heaven and man to be so unexpected.

Chisongzi was the head of the Taoist Tianzong sect. He won three times in a row, but was defeated by Yanfei.

Xiaoyaozi was the head of the Taoist Human Sect, and his cultivation was higher than that of Chisongzi. However, he was also defeated by Ying Changqing with a single sword strike.

Chisongzi stared at the Xueji in Ying Changqing's hand, then staggered to his feet.

"The Taoists have lost today."

After saying that, he left Miaotai Peak dejectedly, completely losing his will to fight.

Ying Changqing sneered, his gaze sweeping over Xueji, the ancestral sword representing the orthodox Taoism.

Without a second thought, he casually waved his hand, and the snow cleared into a stream of light, flying towards the Taoist Heavenly Sect and stopping in front of Xiaomeng.

"Xiaomeng, this sword is for you."

Ying Changqing never intended to keep Xue Ji.

This Taoist treasure is not suitable for Ying Changqing and Yan Fei.

They practice Yin-Yang magic and cannot use the true power of this sword.

Moreover, this sword is very important to Xiaomeng.

It can enhance her reputation and help her unify the Celestial and Human Sects.

If that's the case, the sword should be given to Xiaomeng so that it can be used to its fullest potential.

After Xiaomeng successfully completes her seclusion, she will belong entirely to Ying Changqing.

Therefore, it makes no difference whether Ying Changqing or Xiaomeng wields this sword.

"Why?"

"This... is it for me?"

Xiaomeng looked at Xueji, her mouth agape, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

This sword was used by a Taoist patriarch.

As a Taoist successor, Xiaomeng naturally wanted it, but she still couldn't believe it.

The Snow Clearing Sword is one of the ten famous swords, ranked sixth in the Wind Beard Sword Manual.

Ying Changqing gave it to her without hesitation, and Xiaomeng felt like she was dreaming.

Everyone was shocked to see this and stared at Ying Changqing.

Xuewen Sword is one of the ten famous swords of the Qin Dynasty, but Ying Changqing gave it to Xiaomeng, the junior uncle of Tianzong.

This sword is only suitable for Taoists; it is not the best choice for Ying Changqing.

But few people can give away such a treasure without hesitation; it requires immense composure and courage.

Seeing this, Chishongzi's dull eyes flashed with a hint of relief, and he looked at Ying Changqing with gratitude.

Chisongzi was well aware of Xiaomeng's talent.

Given Xiaomeng's talent, he will have to make way for her in the future.

By allowing Xiaomeng to obtain the Snowfall Sword ahead of time, the Daoist Heavenly Sect will not suffer a significant loss, as its orthodoxy remains intact.

If it weren't for Ying Changqing's intervention, this sword would have fallen into the hands of Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Taoist sect, long ago because of his incompetence. This is what he truly cannot accept.

Thinking of this, Chisongzi interrupted Xiaomeng directly: "Junior Sister Xiaomeng, this sword was given to you by the Prince, you must accept it."

Xiaomeng then realized what was happening, immediately gripped the Xueji Sword tightly, and became emotional.

She stared at Ying Changqing on Miaotai Peak, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Xiaomeng thanks Your Highness for the sword; I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life."

When Bei Mingzi of Taiyi Mountain saw this scene, he sneered and turned to Ying Changqing with obvious admiration in his eyes.

"He didn't care about the value of the sword at all; he just gave it away without hesitation."

"The princes of the Great Qin Empire are indeed highly skilled and have a stable mindset, which is admirable."

"I couldn't compare to him when I was young."

"With this mindset, even if one's talent is average, one will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Ying Changqing is exceptionally talented and possesses top-tier aptitude.

No one can predict how high he will go in the future.

At this moment, on Mount Taiyi.

Everyone believed that the covenant between Heaven and Man had ended, and the winner was neither the Taoist Heavenly Sect nor the Human Sect, but Prince Ying Changqing of the Qin Empire and the Yin-Yang School.

Ying Changqing leaned down and whispered to Yan Fei, "I have some personal matters to attend to. You may leave now."

Upon hearing this, Yanfei glanced at Zhao Huangchao, the patriarch of the Liyang royal family, who was standing next to Chisongzi.

Yanfei reminded him, "Husband, you must be careful in your actions."

"Zhao Huangchao is much stronger than Xiaoyaozi. His strength is unfathomable, and I can't see through him at all."

"I've only ever seen that terrifying aura emanating from His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."

"If this matter truly cannot be accomplished, my husband need not force it."

"My husband also has Jingni, Xiaoyan'er, me, and Hei and Bai to take care of."

Yan Fei looked at Ying Changqing with concern.

Ying Changqing smiled and gently stroked the back of her hand, saying, "Don't worry."

"He is very strong, but I am confident I can defeat him."

"If he is hiding his strength and cannot win, Senior Bei Mingzi will step in."

When Bei Mingzi was mentioned, Yan Fei nodded, her expression softening slightly.

Bei Mingzi was a reclusive master whom even the Confucian scholar Xunzi respectfully addressed as a senior.

Yanfei returned to her seat alone.

"Miss Yanfei, why is the Prince still at the summit of Miaotai Peak?"

"Does he still have unfinished business?"

Han Fei's question drew everyone's attention back to Ying Changqing.

"That was just the beginning; now comes the crucial moment."

Everyone immediately looked confused.

They had no idea what Yanfei meant by the key point.

The fact that Ying Changqing defeated Xiaoyaozi, who was at the early stage of the Land Immortal Realm, at the age of eighteen was itself very shocking.

There will definitely be even more amazing moves to come.

While everyone was still lost in thought, Ying Changqing was already standing on the summit of Miaotai Peak.

He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Zhao Huangchao with a dignified gaze.

Zhao Huangchao came from Longhu Mountain in Liyang. He was the ancestor of the Liyang royal family and had reached the half-step Celestial Realm in cultivation. He was a legendary figure.

"Zhao Huangchao, you are the ancestor of the Liyang royal family, yet you have trespassed into the Qin Empire and deliberately created chaos."

"The crimes you've committed deserve to have your entire family executed!"

Everyone thought it was absurd.

Zhao Huangchao was the ancestor of the Liyang royal family and lived for hundreds of years.

More than a hundred years ago, his reputation spread throughout Liyang, Daqin and several surrounding prefectures.

Now, Prince Ying Changqing of the Qin Empire actually dares to challenge such a legendary top expert!

Xiaoyaozi is at the mid-stage of the Land Immortal Realm.

Zhao Huangchao reached this level a hundred years ago.

His true cultivation level far surpasses that of Xiaoyaozi, by several times.

Ying Changqing has no chance of winning.

Even top masters like Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang, and Fu Nian couldn't understand Ying Changqing's challenge.

As soon as Ying Changqing finished speaking, the world changed color.

Everyone overturned their previous ideas, and some even thought that Ying Changqing might win.

Ying Changqing cut through the clouds, and sunlight shone brightly on Mount Taiyi.

"hold head high!"

Three deafening dragon roars echoed through the sky.

Through the dark clouds, three enormous five-clawed golden dragons were clearly visible.

A powerful pressure enveloped the entire Taiyi Mountain range.

Those below the Innate Realm fainted on the spot.

The innate cultivator collapsed to the ground, and the sect-level expert's strength was greatly reduced.

Only Grandmasters and Land Immortals were less affected, but their strength was still suppressed.

Everyone was terrified by the sight, even Zhao Huangchao showed a shocked expression.

However, when Zhao Huangchao looked at Ying Changqing, his eyes were full of contempt.