: I'll give you my martial arts talent and all the calamities!

The powerful protective aura materialized and shielded him.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled and countless bolts of lightning rained down on Nangong Pushe.

Without hesitation, Nangong Pushe continued his eighteenth strike forward.

When the lightning struck three feet in front of Nangong Pushe, he unleashed an invisible blade strike that shattered all the lightning.

Zhao Xuansu was dumbfounded.

"He can actually ignore all the thunder?"

Just as Zhao Xuansu was about to make a move, his protective aura, which he was so proud of, was pierced through by Nangong Pushe's sword, as fragile as paper.

The two figures intertwined.

Nangong Pushe's face was deathly pale, he was spitting blood, and his breathing was unsteady.

But he forced himself to hold on and slowly sheathed Xiu Dong and Chun Lei.

Now let's look at Zhao Xuansu.

He was a child just a moment ago, but now he has turned back into a dying old man.

He collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, clutching his neck with one hand to try and stop the bleeding, but blood had already pooled all over the ground.

With his other hand trembling, he pointed at Ying Changqing and spoke haltingly, as if he had used up all his strength.

"If you won't let me go, then even if I die, I won't let you get away with it!"

"Your Highness, be careful..."

Bei Mingzi's reminder was urgent, but Ying Changqing only sneered.

He remembered his past life and knew that Zhao Xuansu would use the technique of separating her soul from her body.

Therefore, they will not relax just because Zhao Xuansu is about to die.

Sure enough, Zhao Xuansu's hand fell limp, and she was no longer breathing.

But his soul suddenly rushed toward Ying Changqing.

At the same time, he formed a hand seal, aimed his fingers at Ying Changqing, and a wisp of black energy surged from his fingertips.

With Ying Changqing right in front of her, Zhao Xuansu laughed wildly, her eyes fierce and filled with the pleasure of mutual destruction.

"I'm giving you my luck and martial arts skills, and also my destiny... uh!"

"Senior Zhao, what are you saying?"

Ying Changqing stared at Zhao Xuansu and that dark aura of fortune, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked in a mocking tone.

Raise your hand and tap the air with your fingertips.

A silvery-white light burst forth from his fingertips.

Bei Mingzi and Zhao Xuansu immediately widened their eyes, their faces filled with terror.

They had never seen such power before.

This layer of silver light may seem thin, but it transcends all power and is a supreme existence.

Even the strongest power of destiny is useless against the silver light.

Zhao Xuansu was originally very confident, but when he saw his luck power being easily shattered by the silver light, he couldn't believe it and was filled with anger.

Unexpectedly, his all-out attack was so easily neutralized by Ying Changqing, rendering all his efforts futile.

"What kind of power is this?"

"Absurd. There is no power that surpasses the power of destiny. The power of destiny is the strongest power in the world."

Bei Mingzi stared at Ying Changqing, unable to believe what he was seeing.

He is an eighth-realm expert and understands the power of destiny better than Zhao Xuansu.

In the past, he and Zhao Xuansu both believed that the power of destiny was the most terrifying force.

No one can defy fate.

The power of destiny contains the irresistible laws of fate.

But everything he saw changed his perception of power.

He didn't understand what kind of power the silvery-white light at Ying Changqing's fingertips was.

But he could sense that this power was so strong it was suffocating, even beyond his comprehension.

Just feeling this power filled him with fear.

The purest Taoist power within the body trembled when faced with this power.

Bei Mingzi had never experienced anything like this in hundreds of years.

"What kind of power is this that makes me feel fear? It's too abnormal!"

Bei Mingzi stared at Ying Changqing and sighed.

At this moment, Zhao Xuansu's soul was dissipating, her eyes filled with rage.

Ying Changqing chuckled.

"Is the power of destiny said to be the strongest in the human world? Master Zhao, you just haven't seen a stronger power."

"Now that you're about to be completely destroyed, you've witnessed the most powerful force in the world, so you haven't lived in vain."

Zhao Xuansu's body had already turned into a phantom. He looked at the silvery light, realizing that his own luck power couldn't harm it at all, and his eyes dimmed.

Even if one uses all the power of one's life's cultivation to activate one's luck, one cannot escape this calamity.

"The most terrifying power in the world, ah, truly a terrifying power."

"Before I died, I witnessed a powerful force that transcended fate, which truly broadened my horizons."

"This world is truly wonderful."

After saying that, Zhao Xuansu looked dejected.

When a person is about to die, everything they say is well-intentioned.

Zhao Xuansu's face no longer showed resentment and bitterness, but instead revealed a look of relief and relief.

He looked up again, towards Liyang, where Longhu Mountain is located.

"Your Highness of the Qin Empire, you possess the most terrifying power in the world."

"I, Zhao Xuansu, accept my defeat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his spirit began to disintegrate.

A gentle breeze blows, and it dissipates like quicksand, eventually turning into nothingness.

"Unfortunately, I never managed to see through life and death in my entire life, and ultimately I was unable to reach the realm of the celestial beings."

Ying Changqing watched the quicksand slowly dissipate in the sky and sighed softly.

Upon hearing this, Bei Mingzi looked at Zhao Xuansu, who had disappeared before him, and nodded regretfully.

He has great talent and potential, but lacks comprehension and cannot learn the way of life and death.

Fearing death and obsessed with ascension, they can never progress.

Ying Changqing stopped thinking about Zhao Xuansu.

He walked toward the Nangong Pushe.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ying Changqing hugged Nangong Pushe and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Nangong Pu shot and killed Zhao Xuansu, but he himself was also seriously injured.

She used eighteen pauses, which was beyond her capabilities.

If you force it, you will suffer a backlash from the sword intent.

Nangong Pushe looked at the gentle Ying Changqing, watching him wipe away his blood, his eyes filled with emotion.

"It is my honor to be able to do things for you."

"Is this what they mean by 'a smile that could launch a thousand ships'?" Ying Changqing was stunned.

Nangong Pushe was exceptionally handsome, and his serious demeanor was enough to win Ying Changqing's heart.

Seeing his sincere smile at this moment, Ying Changqing felt that everything else paled in comparison.

However, they were in front of everyone, and Nangong Pushe was injured.

So Ying Changqing simply hugged him gently.

"Don't push yourself next time. It will break my heart if you get hurt."

"understood."

Nangong Pushe rested his head on Ying Changqing's shoulder and answered softly.

The two embraced for a moment before separating.

Ying Changqing helped the weak and unsteady Nangong Pushe back to the crowd.

"Senior Bei Mingzi, you have exhausted your inner strength, there's no need to trouble yourself."

"I can escort you safely on the rest of the journey. You can return to your Taoist home to break through your cultivation level."

Ying Changqing ordered Ehuang and Nüying to help Nangong Pushe up, and then bowed to Beimingzi.

"Your Highness, didn't you previously..."

Bei Mingzi returned the greeting, his brows furrowed, about to speak.

He suddenly remembered the silvery light and the power that even he feared, and immediately understood, falling silent.

"In that case, I'll leave now."

"Thank you for reminding me, goodbye!"

"You're too kind. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to save the people on both sides of the Wei River and the people of Qin."

Bei Mingzi stroked his beard and smiled faintly.

"You're so kind. I'm just doing what you asked. There's no need to be so polite."

After speaking, Bei Mingzi's figure slowly faded away and finally disappeared completely in front of Ying Changqing.