I Have A Sword

Chapter 857: Aunt!

Another ten billion years?! The sudden change of events caused everyone to freeze. The Great Zhou's fate gathered once more, creating a pillar of light that shot to the skies.

What was going on? What Ye Family?

Just as everyone was bewildered, a lady carrying a sword slowly approached from the sky.

The lady in the black skirt had a curvaceous figure and a cold expression. Two strands of hair hung uniquely on her chest, and her brows and eyes showed an unmistakable defiance of the heavens.

"Great Aunt is here!" Little Pagoda suddenly said in a trembling voice.

The newcomer was none other than Black-Skirt Destiny, Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing walked slowly to stand before Ji Xiaojian, and the two women stared at each other.

Ji Xiaojian took out a piece of sugarcane and said, "I'll kill you once I'm done with this sugarcane!"

Ye Qingqing drew her sword and roared, "Eat your mom's head!"

The sword followed her words.

Rip!

A spacetime rift was torn open.

When Ye Qingqing drew her sword, Ji Xiaojian's pupils shrank, and she raised her saber to defend herself.

Bang!

With a burst of sword light, Ji Xiaojian was sent flying ten thousand meters away. As soon as she stopped, the saber made out of her saber intent shattered and turned to ashes.

Everyone was shocked.

Who is she? How come she's so strong?

The experts of the Great Zhou quickly went from shock to ecstatic joy. They could finally see hope.

Dao Jun and Ci Tian were also overjoyed, feeling as if they had found an oasis in the desert. They were in complete despair earlier and had even contemplated both taking their lives and surrendering.

After all, the fate of the Great Zhou had shattered completely, and the Founding Ancestor of the Great Zhou was killed. What was there left to fight for?

If they could surrender and live, they could accept it.

However, the appearance of this mysterious lady in a black skirt had rekindled their hope!

Dao Jun couldn't contain his emotions and said with a trembling voice, "Young Master Ye's backers are finally here."

Ci Tian nodded quickly. "They're finally here..."

Ci Tian was actually getting ready to flee earlier. Ji Xiaojian was just too strong. Forget him; even Buddha could be too weak to fight her.

Nearby, Prime Minister Yuan suddenly spoke softly, "Adding ten billion years of fate to our Great Zhou with just a single word... the Ye family..."

Dao Jun and Ci Tian's expressions gradually turned serious. They realized that the lady in a black skirt had just granted ten billion years of fate to the Great Zhou with a single word.

Shockingly, it was after the Great Zhou's fate was depleted completely.

What did that mean?

It meant that the Ye Family could easily support the rise of a Tier Four civilization.

Some of the people who had realized that exchanged glances with eyes full of astonishment.

Zhou Fan looked at the sky, feeling a sense of relief. She had also fallen to despair when the Great Zhou's fate had shattered.

She was getting ready to drag Ye Guan out of the pagoda, shatter his soul, and then commit suicide herself.

If they couldn't live together, dying together was acceptable.

Master Yue and his group were stupefied to see Ji Xiaojian being forced back by Ye Qingqing's sword.

This lady in the black skirt was fierce!

Where did she come from?

Ji Xiaojian looked down at her right hand and saw faint cracks in it.

For the first time throughout this battle, she was finally injured.

Ji Xiaojian looked up at Ye Qingqing in the distance. Ye Qingqing's face was icy, and her eyes were devoid of any emotion; she was looking at Ji Xiaojian as if she were an ant.

Ji Xiaojian suddenly laughed. It was her first time seeing someone looking down on her.

She took a bite of her sugarcane and was about to speak, but before she could say anything, another sword was already flying toward her.

The sword was as swift as lightning, both fast and fierce, reaching Ji Xiaojian in the blink of an eye.

Ji Xiaojian raised her hand and swung her fist.

Boom.

The fist light shattered, but the sword light did not.

Ji Xiaojian was blasted ten kilometers away.

When she stopped, a million kilometers of spacetime around her shattered instantly, and her right arm cracked open with blood gushing out of the wound.

The world fell into a silent hush.

Dao Jun stared at the lady in the black skirt and gulped. "She's actually that strong?"

Ci Tian put his hands together in shock.

The newcomer swordsman was terrifying.

Zhou Fan was stunned as well. She knew that those backing Ye Guan were not simple, but she hadn't expected them to be this fearsome.

However, it made sense.

If the force behind Ye Guan wasn't strong, how could they possibly contend with the Evil Dao Alliance?

Meanwhile, Master Yue and his group revealed grim expressions. In their eyes, only the True God could deal with them, but the lady in a black skirt was clearly not the True God.

Where did she come from?

Ji Xiaojian's wound was so ghastly that one could see her bone. The sword attack had almost severed her arm.

Ji Xiaojian stared at Ye Qingqing; she was no longer smiling.

Ye Qingqing's lips curled up in disdain. "Weren't you pretty good at putting on airs? Come on, keep it up!"

"Kill her!" someone shouted in fury.

Everyone in the crowd turned to look at Ci Tian.

Ci Tian quickly averted his gaze, and his expression returned to its previous calm. He put his hands together and began to chant a Buddhist scripture. He was back to a benevolent monk once again.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaojian finally decided to take the swordsman before her seriously. She realized that she was standing before a true expert. Her initial disdain wasn't due to arrogance, but it was all because she had just returned from the Ascension World. There was a world of difference between the Path Creation Realm cultivators outside and those in the Ascension World. In other words, returning from that place was akin to a max-level player returning to a novice village. It wasn't that she was arrogant, but the people of this world were simply too weak for her.

Upon realizing that the swordsman was far from ordinary, Ji Xiaojian decided to take the former seriously.

Confidence was one thing, but arrogance was another.

Ye Qingqing didn't waste any words. She took a step forward and slashed out.

Ji Xiaojian suddenly drew the sword from her back.

It was a pitch-black broadsword that was incredibly thick. It seemed to have an unsharpened blade that looked like a piece of scrap iron.

With a soft cry, Ji Xiaojian swung the broadsword forward.

Boom!

Two beams of sword light erupted like the sun.

The star field was instantly transformed into a sea of swords.

Everyone present was terrified at the sight, and they retreated to avoid the shockwaves of the collision.

Zhou Fan led Yi Nian back tens of thousands of meters away before stopping. She looked at the scene in astonishment, where countless sword energies crisscrossed, tearing everything apart.

At this point, even a Path Creation Realm cultivator wouldn't dare to approach the two.

Just then, Zhou Fan recalled something and turned to Yi Nian, who was licking a sugar-coated hawthorn.

Yi Nian didn't seem too shocked by the sight.

Zhou Fan was taken aback by that and asked, "Lady Yi Nian, are you not surprised at all?"

Yi Nian turned to Zhou Fan, puzzled. "Why should I be surprised?"

Zhou Fan hesitated and asked, "Don't you think they are very powerful?"

Yi Nian replied earnestly, "The one in the plain skirt is the truly powerful one."

"In a plain skirt?" Zhou Fan was puzzled.

Instead of answering Zhou Fan, Yi Nian transmitted, "Master Pagoda, has he woken up?"

Little Pagoda's voice trembled, "Please... just call me Little Pagoda."

Yi Nian licked her sugar-coated hawthorn and said, "Don't worry, Master Pagoda, I won't set you on fire."

Little Pagoda had no idea what to say.

Whoosh!

A beam of sword light suddenly tore through the sea of sword energy in the distance. The next moment, another sword energy shot into the sky, instantly turning the sea of swords into nothingness.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed.

When the sea of swords dissipated into nothingness, the crowd finally saw the two peerless swordsmen.

Ye Qingqing stood in her black skirt, holding her sword, with two strands of hair floating gently in front of her chest.

A thousand meters away stood Ji Xiaojian in her blood-red robes. There was a broadsword in her hands, and she was exuding an extremely domineering sword aura.

Who won and who lost?

The hearts of the experts from both the Great Zhou and the Evil Dao Alliance were in their throats.

The outcome between these two would directly determine the victory of both sides.

Ji Xiaojian suddenly burst into laughter, "It's been a long time since I've had such a good fight. Come on, let's go again!"

With that, she lifted her broadsword and leaped into the air, holding the sword with both hands as she slashed down fiercely at Ye Qingqing.

The sword strike was like lightning, incredibly domineering.

Facing Ji Xiaojian's strike, Ye Qingqing's expression remained as calm as a placid lake. She waved her jade-like hand and thrust her sword forward.

A direct confrontation!

Boom!

When the two swords collided, an explosion of sword energy erupted, but neither of them retreated.

Ji Xiaojian swung her sword down again with ferocity.

Ye Qingqing held her sword horizontally.

Crash!

Countless kilometers of spacetime shattered and disintegrated into nothingness!

Ye Qingqing remained motionless, not even taking half a step backward.

Ji Xiaojian spun in place and slashed down again, sending waves of sword energy and sword intent toward Ye Qingqing.

The powerful sword intent made it difficult for those tens of thousands of meters away to breathe!

Ye Qingqing didn't dodge and simply held her sword horizontally to block the oncoming attack.

Boom!

When the sword landed, Ye Qingqing's sword sank slightly, and the spacetime around her disintegrated, but she still didn't move even an inch.

She was as immovable as a mountain!

Swoosh!

Ji Xiaojian shot up into the sky, transforming into a ten-thousand-meter-long sword light before slashing down fiercely.

Ye Qingqing's right foot tapped the air, and she transformed into a beam of sword light, soaring into the sky.

Another direct confrontation!

Boom!

As soon as the two beams of sword light met, a deafening explosion echoed, followed by countless waves of sword energy rippling outward like a tidal wave.

Everyone stared intently at the fight.

The lady in a black skirt didn't budge even an inch.

The Great Zhou experts sighed in relief at the sight, while Master Yue and his companions' faces turned completely grim. Their hearts sank to the depths of despair.

Master Yue stared deeply at the lady in a black skirt and said, "Call for reinforcements."

"Call for reinforcements!"

Evil Granny hesitated for a moment and then said, "But the Supreme Daoist...”

She knew Ji Xiaojian's temperament. The latter hated when others interfered in her affairs. If they called for reinforcements now, it might displease her.

Master Yue shook his head slightly, "That swordsman is not simple. We underestimated the forces behind Ye Guan. Aside from the True God, there are other top-tier experts. To be safe, we must be cautious. In any case, calling for more people is the right move. It would be best to bring another Supreme Daoist..."

Evil Granny nodded and then crushed a mysterious transmission talisman.

In the distance, Ji Xiaojian glanced at Ye Qingqing and grinned. "Impressive."

She then took out a sugarcane and started gnawing on it.

Ye Qingqing looked at Ji Xiaojian with her killing intent ablaze. She was about to make another move when she noticed something and looked down.

Ye Guan had just appeared beside Zhou Fan.

Ye Qingqing frowned immediately. "Why is that little brat waking up now?"

Down below, Ye Guan saw Ye Qingqing and waved. "Aunt!"

Ye Qingqing, already in a bad mood, heard Ye Guan speak and her eyebrows shot up. "Did you just shout at me...?"

With that, she rushed down and gave Ye Guan a beating.

Ye Guan was utterly confused.

Little Pagoda trembled. Damn! I've never seen someone as audacious as him.