Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Even if those who had never seen Feng Jiu, they had heard of her formidable reputation. They knew she possessed a face that could topple cities and favored crimson robes!
Yet now, seeing Feng Jiu suddenly appear here, they were utterly bewildered.
"Feng... Feng Jiu? Impossible!"
How many years had it been since Feng Jiu ascended? How could she still be here? Could this be an imposter?
Yet, the mont this thought arose, their faces drained of colour, turning ashen. For with each step she took through the air, an aura and pressure hundreds of tis more formidable than their own closed in. Before her, these mighty sovereigns found even breathing difficult.
"Perhaps you’re unaware," Feng Jiu’s voice carried with deliberate slowness, yet it carried an icy chill and palpable intent to kill.
"This ti next year will mark not only their death anniversary, but yours as well." " As she spoke these words, blood began seeping from the seven orifices of those sovereigns, leaving them utterly speechless.
"Pfft!"
The overwhelming pressure caused their qi and blood to surge chaotically within their bodies. Their vision blurred as blood filled their eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed forth. Unable to even stand mid-air, they plumted downward.
Below, the vast, dark mass of fierce beasts—countless in number—had monts before been locked in savage combat with the cultivators. Yet the instant Feng Jiu’s voice echoed, the instant she arrived, every one of those brutal creatures lay obediently on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.
As for the cultivators, they lay prostrate on the ground, trembling violently, not daring to move a muscle. Those who had seen Feng Jiu before were particularly terrified, so even fainting on the spot.
Qi Kang and the others watched as their master raised a hand. Several cold gleams instantly shot into the foreheads of the rulers. Shattering their divine souls, the life force within them extinguished in that very instant.
You dared destroy my Heavenly Pill Tower? You have so nerve.
The indifferent voice sent a chill through every cultivator present. They knew this day marked not only the anniversary of those rulers’ deaths, but their own.
Sure enough, monts after the voice faded, one by one they collapsed with muffled groans. They never saw Feng Jiu strike, for she hadn’t moved at all—instead, her overwhelming pressure alone crushed their divine souls.
"Xiao Bai, have these fierce beasts withdraw from the city." Feng Jiu spoke, her gaze turning to Bai Xiao crouched in the corner.
"Yes!" Bai Xiao responded imdiately, rising to his feet and looking up at the sky. With the deaths of those sovereigns, the barriers and auras they had cast into the air dissipated.
He drew his flute and began to play, driving the fierce beasts out of the city and back into the forest.
"We pay homage to our Master!"
Led by Qi Kang and the others, along with the Phoenix Guards who had protected the Heavenly Pill Tower, they knelt respectfully on one knee, their eyes brimming with excitent as they gazed upon their Master.
They did not know why their master, who had already ascended, had returned. They only knew that seeing her again was truly a blessing!
"Rise, all of you!" Feng Jiu said, stepping forward slowly. Seeing the wounds covering their bodies and the ruins of the Pill Tower behind them, he couldn’t help but sigh.
"Master, we failed to protect the Heavenly Pill Tower. Please punish us!"
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