Saints Must Not Be Insulted, Great Emperors Must Not Be Provoked

She directly revealed that she was a Great Emperor reincarnated into a new life.

Surely, the sect master of this tiny Divine Sword Sect would be overjoyed and come running out to welcome her, wagging his tail?

One had to know that the name of a Great Emperor was enough to awe countless martial artists.

To a small sect like the Divine Sword Sect, it was like a stabilizing needle that held down the sea.

Moreover, Great Emperor experts possessed countless treasures and incomparably rich cultivation experience. Even a casual word of guidance from them would benefit an ordinary martial artist for a lifetime.

Yet she was destined to have overthought it.

What happened next even made her question her life.

"Impudent!"

"You little girl, not only did you barge into my Divine Sword Sect, you even dare call this elder a little girl?"

"You truly don't know whether you live or die!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian was directly enraged. A layer of frost abruptly covered her face, fairer than snow.

Who was she?

She had lived for several thousand years. At her peak, she had stood at the pinnacle of the Saint Realm, worshipped by countless martial artists.

And now, she had actually been called a little girl by some foolish woman who had barged into the Divine Sword Sect?

How could she possibly endure that?

Saints must not be insulted!

For a moment, thick killing intent radiated from her body and shrouded Yuwen Shengxin.

Murderous intent was laid bare within those icy eyes!

In Yuwen Shengxin's view, she was a Great Emperor who commanded a world of her own, several thousand years older than the other party. Calling her a little girl was perfectly reasonable.

But how could she have known that Xuanyuan Qingtian was the same kind of person as herself—a reincarnated expert who had also lived for thousands of years?

Thus, to the utterly unaware Xuanyuan Qingtian, being called a little girl was the greatest of insults.

How could she not be furious?

And once a woman flew into a rage, it was truly terrifying!

"Looks like you intend to keep pretending to the end!"

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, is that it?"

"Then die at this elder's hands!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian's voice turned completely cold.

As soon as she spoke, a vast aura erupted from her as its center. The surrounding space rippled, and like a shockwave, it surged toward Yuwen Shengxin.

At almost the same instant, Xuanyuan Qingtian seized the Xuanyuan Divine Sword from her back and slashed it fiercely down at Yuwen Shengxin's head, sword and scabbard together.

Wherever the Xuanyuan Divine Sword passed, space itself was torn apart, leaving behind a black crack.

"Hmph!"

"A mere Human Immortal Realm cultivator dares act so presumptuously before this Great Emperor?"

"You take this Great Emperor's good temper for no temper at all. Today, this Great Emperor will teach you, you little girl who knows neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth, a proper lesson."

Yuwen Shengxin had originally thought that once she revealed her identity, this little girl would revere her as though she were a deity.

Who would have thought that not only would the little girl refuse to believe her, she would even attack outright?

It made her anger rise from nowhere.

Her chest hurt from fury.

She spread open her small hand, and a palm-sized mirror, blue as a sapphire and brimming with a holy aura, abruptly appeared in it.

The mirror was ancient and unadorned. Unknown runes were engraved upon its handle, faintly emanating a rare, vigorous life force.

The moment this exquisite mirror appeared, it inexplicably gave off an intensely unsettling feeling.

Even above the Divine Sword Sect, phantom images of Sacred Beasts appeared one after another in the sky, kneeling in worship toward the ancient mirror.

"Go!"

Yuwen Shengxin gave a soft cry.

Her words became law.

In the void, that plain ancient mirror shot out with a whoosh to meet the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

Clang—

Like metal striking metal, the two separated the instant they collided, each flying back into its owner's hand.

For a moment, both women stared at the magical treasure in their own hands in disbelief.

Both found it inconceivable.

In Yuwen Shengxin's eyes, her treasured mirror was an extraordinary artifact, at the very least something above a Saint Artifact.

Though she did not know what grade her treasure mirror was, several thousand years ago, she had used it to smash countless sacred artifacts to pieces.

Who would have thought that today, she could not even smash a broken sword—and it had not suffered the slightest damage. It was truly inconceivable.

Could the sword in that little girl's hand also be a supreme treasure of the same level?

Yet in Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes, the sword in her hand was an extraordinary treasure that that bad boy had given her.

Ten days ago, it had effortlessly cleaved apart the terrifying Nine-Layered Lightning Tribulation.

She had not expected that now, she could not even shatter the other party's broken mirror.

There was no doubt that this broken mirror was anything but simple. It was absolutely an existence on the same level as the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

"Humph!"

"Don't think you can play the Great Emperor just because you have a broken mirror."

"Don't even think of using it to stand against this Elder."

"Take my sword!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian shouted coldly.

Then, her left hand gripped the scabbard tightly while her right seized the hilt and slowly pulled it free. Dazzling golden light instantly spread forth.

At the same time, a clear sword cry rang throughout Misty Peak. The terrifying Sharp Aura made the flowers, grasses, and trees nearby that had gained spiritual awareness tremble.

Terrifying!

A Super Terrifying Existence!

Yuwen Shengxin sensed it clearly.

Her expression changed instantly.

"Humph!"

"Little girl, you don't know what's good for you!"

"You think a broken sword can contend with this Emperor?"

"You actually dared call this Emperor's treasure mirror a broken mirror?"

"I'll beat you into a pig's head!"

"Go!"

Yuwen Shengxin huffed angrily.

Then she raised her left hand, and a stream of nine-colored light instantly shot into the ancient mirror before she lightly tossed it toward Xuanyuan Qingtian.

In an instant, the ancient mirror underwent an incredible transformation.

The once plain and ancient mirror's handle inscriptions slowly lit up. All its unadorned simplicity vanished as it slowly rose into the air, expanding with the wind.

Looking up, it was no mirror at all, but a heavenly curtain that encompassed all things.

Within the mirror were the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees—everything one could desire, like the miniature reflection of an entire world.

Just then, a nine-colored radiance spread outward in the shape of a trumpet, and an incomparably holy aura surged forth, blanketing heaven and earth.

Wherever the light passed, space was annihilated, directly revealing a sky full of stars.

At that moment, the stars filling the sky seemed to answer a summons, suddenly blazing with starlight.

Streams of starlight were directly drawn into the mirror, while the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees within it swayed unceasingly. Spiritual energy of every color surged madly into the mirror.

Very soon, the transformed mirror erupted with an incomparably terrifying pressure, accompanied by vast spiritual energy like an endless sea that fiercely descended from midair.

In an instant, this entire space froze solid.

At that moment, the curtain-like mirror suddenly erupted with a nine-colored blade of light that slowly cleaved toward Xuanyuan Qingtian's shoulder.

Terrifying!

Absolutely terrifying!

Xuanyuan Qingtian's expression became more solemn than ever before as she suddenly drew the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in her hand.

Bzzzz—

The entire space rippled, and heaven and earth instantly darkened. A blinding golden light shot straight into the heavens.

A golden sun, a golden moon, golden stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees appeared one after another.

The entire world instantly fell utterly silent, as though it had been directly frozen.

Only that dazzling golden light slowly flew toward the slowly descending nine-colored blade of light.

At this moment, they disregarded time and space.

At this moment, all negative energy turned to ash before them.

At this moment, only that golden light and nine-colored blade of light remained between heaven and earth.

Silently...