The mottled, antiquated chariot, pulled by seven qilin of various colors, galloped across the transcendent battlefield, and violent energy fluctuations pervaded the chariot.
Everyone on the entire battlefield desperately dodged the chariot. As long as they were struck by it, they would end up with their bodies and souls utterly destroyed.
Sitting in the charioteer's position was a stunning woman with fair and delicate skin.
She possessed a striking face with clear contours and soft lines, giving off a gentle yet resolute feeling. Her eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see through the ways of the world. Her high-nosed bridge added a bit of three-dimensionality to her countenance. Her red lips were charming, like a blooming flower. Her entire being exuded a confident and uninhibited aura.
Ahead of the bronze chariot she drove were the crown princes of the State of Yan and the State of Qing, wearing crowns and python robes.
The two of them, who had been superior since birth, currently wore expressions of utter dejection and despair. They were conceited about their profound cultivation, having no absolute certainty only when facing Celestial Demon Senran and the Holy Maiden among their own generation; when encountering the core successors of the other Twelve Origins, they were fully capable of contending and vying for supremacy.
Entering this realm to undergo trials, the only opponents in their hearts were those who were likewise from origin factions.
However,
the two of them never expected that among the indigenous mortals of this world whom they looked down upon, an anomaly and monstrous genius like Zhao Yun would actually appear!
The strength Zhao Yun displayed was not only no weaker than theirs, but even faintly showed a trend of surpassing the two of them.
Granted,
they guessed that Zhao Yun was