Battle Begins

"Saintess Mingyue truly deserved to be one of the renowned prodigies of this era—her grace was unparalleled!"

Voices rose all around, a clamor filling the air. Above and below, countless gazes turned toward her, most of them belonging to male cultivators, all falling at the feet of the fairy maiden.

She possessed tremendous talent, peerless beauty, and was the Saintess of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land.

It was only natural that Liu Mingyue had so many admirers. Even quite a few Holy Sons had pursued her.

Golden hair fluttered in the wind, his figure tall and straight, his bearing lofty and imposing. At this moment, Long Hao, the Holy Son of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall, strode through the air toward Liu Mingyue.

Appearing before Liu Mingyue, he gave a wickedly charming smile.

"Mingyue, it has been a long time!"

"Do not worry. Regarding your battle with that Imperial Son, my Ten Directions Sacred Hall will certainly stand on your side. So what if it is the Primordial Forbidden Zone!"

Long Hao's voice was brimming with arrogance. Those who did not know better might have thought the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain was under the jurisdiction of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall.

Hearing their Holy Son speak, several elders of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall behind him frowned slightly, shaking their heads as they sighed inwardly.

Holy Son, if you want to brag before a beauty, could you not drag our Ten Directions Sacred Hall into it? Forget you—even the Sacred Master would not dare say such things before the Primordial Forbidden Zone.

Though the Ten Directions Sacred Hall was powerful, its influence extended only through Central Province, one of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces within the Immortal Heaven Immortal Domain. Compared to a taboo force like the Primordial Forbidden Zone, one capable of unleashing Dark Turmoil, the gap was unimaginably vast!

"Thank you, Holy Son. This is a matter of my Liu Family. Mingyue can resolve it alone!"

Liu Mingyue's voice was gentle as she rejected Long Hao.

Time passed.

Everyone had already arrived, yet Ye Ming was nowhere to be seen, stirring dissatisfaction among the gathered prodigies.

"Hmph! Why has that Forbidden Son not arrived yet?"

"Hehe, perhaps he was so frightened that he did not dare come!"

"That is possible. With his strength, it would be normal for him not to dare come!"

"As far as I know, that Forbidden Son is merely in the Qi Condensation Realm. Is he worthy of fighting Mingyue? This Holy Son could crush him with a single finger!"

Voices rose one after another. Long Hao in particular wore a proud expression, his gaze filled with contempt. He wanted to put on a display before his goddess, standing high above all others, full of spirited confidence.

Boom!

At that moment, ripples spread through the surrounding void, like waves rising across a tranquil lake.

"Who is barking like a dog here?"

A voice rang out.

Crack!

The void was torn apart, splitting open into an incomparably massive rift.

Nine black dragons soared through the sky, Dragon Might flooding heaven and earth and shaking the cosmos. The Nine Dragons pulled a War Chariot, its golden divine radiance illuminating the world and making the firmament tremble. It shone brilliantly as purple clouds surged around it. Great Emperor Runes were engraved upon it, while the radiance of countless Magic Arrays rose forth. Mysterious and intricate Dao Patterns covered it as wild winds swept through and the void shattered.

It was Ye Ming. His long hair fluttered, black robes draped over his body, Demonic Mist shrouding him as he stood atop the War Chariot, his aura overwhelmingly powerful.

Behind him followed several elders from the forbidden zone, all of them Saint Realm experts, along with a host of Demonic Slaves. Demonic Flames rolled heavenward, their majesty unmatched as they stood above the firmament and looked down upon the countless righteous cultivators below.

"Ah... so this is that Imperial Son? He did not seem quite the same as the rumors!"

With Ye Ming's appearance, a seductive voice rang out below. It belonged to the Demoness of the Joyous Union Sect.

Her beautiful eyes were like water, soul-hooking and spirit-stealing. Her red lips were vivid, her features exquisitely flawless, her willow waist slender enough to encircle in one hand, and her fair, immaculate legs were enchanting. Her attire was revealing, her curving figure full and enticing beneath a fluttering red dress.

Her violet-glowing eyes gazed toward Ye Ming, revealing a trace of surprise.

"I did not expect this Imperial Son to actually dare come!"

At this moment, the surrounding prodigies all began speaking as they looked toward Ye Ming.

"The Battle of Prodigies has always been a contest between prodigies. His elders from the forbidden zone are not allowed to interfere!"

"Knowing he was walking into death, he still dared to come. I rather admired this Imperial Son a little—at least he had courage."

"Hehe, courage? What use is that? He will still die. Does he not know the gap between himself and us?"

The scene was filled with clamor. Most present were prodigies from the righteous factions, and none believed Ye Ming possessed the strength to fight Liu Mingyue.

"Hmph, putting on airs and playing tricks. You think you are worthy of fighting Mingyue? Get down here and die!"

Long Hao sneered as he looked at Ye Ming, his contempt extreme.

"What are you supposed to be? Even if there is a fight, it will not be your turn!"

Ye Ming's face was full of disdain, his contemptuous gaze sweeping over Long Hao.

"Once This Imperial Son takes down this surviving remnant of the Liu Family, you will be next!"

His voice was arrogant as Ye Ming looked toward Liu Mingyue in the distance.

"You slaughtered my entire Liu Family. Today, I will use your blood to honor every member of my Liu Family!"

Liu Mingyue's features were clear and beautiful, and she wore a green robe. The moment she saw Ye Ming, her calm vanished. Her curvaceous body trembled slightly, endless killing intent surging in her eyes.

"Hehe, Liu Mingyue, This Imperial Son has heard of you—the Cold Spirit Physique, one of the Three Thousand Physiques!"

"Very good. I will capture you and bring you back this time, to serve as This Imperial Son's furnace!"

Ye Ming smiled calmly, his gaze roaming across her alluring body.

"I swear, I will kill you!"

Liu Mingyue, the fairy maiden in the hearts of countless prodigies, had now lost her tranquil and elegant demeanor. Her full breasts rose and fell violently.

"Kill me? That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Ye Ming continued to sneer.

Boom!

The battle was on the verge of erupting.

Ice Seal Heaven and Earth!

With a soft cry, Liu Mingyue attacked.

Her three thousand strands of black hair danced in the air. At this moment, Liu Mingyue's aura was incomparably cold, her green robes fluttering as she sent out a palm as white as jade. It appeared light and delicate, yet contained boundless Spiritual Power. Coupled with her Cold Spirit Physique, she was born with control over the coldest power in the world.

Boom!

Frostlight enveloped three thousand li. The nearby mountains, rocks, and earth froze in an instant, sealing all things beneath ice. This strike was incomparably powerful, causing ripples to spread through the void. The laws of the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain were extraordinarily solid; the fact that she could make the void ripple was enough to show Liu Mingyue's strength.

At this moment, someone even recognized Liu Mingyue's current realm.

"Hiss... Saintess Mingyue truly deserves to be one of this era's prodigies. She has actually already cultivated to the Dao Palace Realm!"

"Judging by that Spiritual Power, she has condensed at least four immortal lights within her Dao Palace!"

Some older cultivators spoke with utter shock...