You Dare Compare Yourself to Me?

Nangong Muyue was extremely confident.

The most powerful force on the Bright Continent was none other than the Bright God Hall.

And Nangong Muyue was the current Goddess of the Bright God Hall.

From childhood, Nangong Muyue had been surrounded by admirers, and once she began cultivating, every request she made was granted.

Even Peerless Treasures that could help one Break Limit—if she asked, she would surely obtain them.

In return, Nangong Muyue had never tasted defeat, sweeping through all the prodigies of her generation and displaying unparalleled talent unseen in the Bright Continent for eons.

And this, in turn, had forged Nangong Muyue's absolute confidence.

So much so that she held a disdainful attitude even toward the super monsters who shared her renown—Lu Yuan, Ye Gucheng, and Ye Tian.

Faced with Nangong Muyue's arrogant demeanor, Qing Wuji was left speechless, because she indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

Nangong Muyue had defeated him with a single sword strike, leaving Qing Wuji unable to find any excuse to refute her.

"Alright, the nonsense is over. You can die now. Dying by my hand is the honor of your lifetime."

Nangong Muyue raised her sword, pointing it at Qing Wuji.

In an instant, an icy, bone-piercing Sword Qi spread in all directions.

Everyone present felt as if their very bones had been frozen.

Qing Wuji's heart leaped into his throat as he gripped a black bead in his hand.

"Do I really have to use this thing?"

Qing Wuji felt somewhat helpless.

Sometimes, the gap between people was bigger than the gap between a person and a dog.

He was clearly also at the Heavenly Saint realm, a top prodigy at the peak of the third layer of Break Limit, just one step away from the fourth layer.

Yet before this seemingly delicate woman, he couldn't even last a single move.

Strength, speed, blood energy, law comprehension—he was utterly crushed in every aspect.

He had only ever felt this way before one other person: Lu Yuan.

The next instant.

Nangong Muyue swung her sword in a slash. A Sword Qi imbued with the Primary Perfection Law surged forward like an ice dragon, roaring and charging toward Qing Wuji and his group.

Just as the situation reached a critical point, a figure in white descended from the sky, standing before Qing Wuji and the others.

Then, the figure raised a palm and simply grabbed at the air.

Boom!

The icy Sword Qi dissipated with a bang.

And the figure in white emerged unscathed.

Nangong Muyue's expression remained unchanged, but a flicker of something unusual stirred in her cold eyes.

"To block a strike using only thirty percent of my power, it seems the name Lu Yuan isn't just empty talk. You are qualified to be my opponent," Nangong Muyue said calmly.

"Is that so? But I don't feel honored, because in my eyes, you don't have the qualifications to be my opponent."

Lu Yuan couldn't stand her nose-in-the-air attitude any longer and shot back with equally arrogant words.

However, upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Nangong Muyue showed no sign of anger. Instead, she nodded matter-of-factly. "Not bad. Prodigies and monsters like us should be arrogant. If you weren't arrogant and treated everyone politely, I'd actually think less of you."

As she spoke, a faint smile even appeared on Nangong Muyue's ice-cold face.

"To be honest, you seem to be my cousin. It's only fitting that you carry the bloodline of my Nangong Family. Even if it's only half, it's still incomparable to those lowly bloodlines. I heard that the Ye family recently suffered a calamity. That's a fortunate thing, because now you can return to the Nangong Family. Considering your decent talent, I can make an exception and let you join my Nangong Family. But as a token of allegiance, you need to kill all those wastes behind you. Now, get to it. Don't make me wait."

Nangong Muyue spoke a great deal in one breath, her face wearing an expression of utter entitlement.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

Not just Lu Yuan—Qing Wuji and the others were equally dumbfounded.

Only the prodigies of the Bright Continent behind Nangong Muyue showed no surprise, as if they too found it perfectly natural.

"Are you... always this confident?"

Qing Wuji spoke as if he had seen something novel.

"Waste, you're not qualified to speak to me!" Nangong Muyue snapped coldly, then turned her gaze to Lu Yuan and barked, "What are you standing there for? Returning to my Nangong Family is a gift I'm granting you. Do you think just any stray cat or dog is worthy of being part of my Nangong Family?"

Snapping back to reality and hearing these words, Lu Yuan's eyes turned cold.

His mother indeed came from the Nangong Family, but she had long been expelled from the family registry.

The Bright Continent and the Dark Continent had been enemies for countless eons.

Lu Yuan's father, Lu An, had originally met Lu Yuan's mother on the battlefield, where she hailed from another top-tier family of the Bright Continent.

The two clashed fiercely at first sight, but neither could overpower the other.

In the end, their fights gave way to feelings.

Yet their romance was deemed forbidden.

The Lu Family had no objections.

But the Nangong Family absolutely could not accept it.

And Lu Yuan's mother refused to compromise, insisting on marrying, so the Nangong Family expelled her from the family registry and severed all ties.

Thus, Lu Yuan held no affection whatsoever for the Nangong Family.

Turning his head, Lu Yuan looked at Qing Wuji.

"Still able to fight?"

A smile curled at the corner of Qing Wuji's lips. "Killing another eight or ten is no problem."

Lu Yuan nodded. "Good!"

With that, Lu Yuan shot forward like a cannonball, charging straight at Nangong Muyue.

Nangong Muyue's gaze turned ice-cold. "Lu Yuan, you've made a wrong decision, and for this mistake, you will pay with your life."

Lu Yuan said nothing, silently clenching his fists as lightning laws began to surge around his body.

"Extreme Thunder Fist!"

Lu Yuan murmured softly, and the lightning around him seemed to come alive, coalescing into Thunder Dragons that gathered upon his fist.

Then, Lu Yuan punched out!

Boom!

It was a earth-shattering punch.

Infinite lightning burst forth, dazzling and blinding, filling the entire sky and earth.

Nangong Muyue was sent flying into the air by this punch.

Lu Yuan flashed, appearing above Nangong Muyue in an instant.

He stomped down fiercely.

"Eight Desolations Step Heavenward!"

Boom!

It was as if the prison-suppressing divine beast in the Immortal Court above had stomped its foot in fury.

The heavens and earth quaked, the ground shook.

Under this stomp, the Crimson Flame Ancient City seemed on the verge of splitting apart.

The stomp landed solidly and completely on Nangong Muyue's lower abdomen.

In an instant.

Nangong Muyue folded like a shrimp bent into a bow, shooting downward like a cannonball from a barrel, crashing rapidly to the ground.

Bang!

A thick cloud of dust rose up.

Concealing Nangong Muyue's disheveled form.

Lu Yuan descended through the air, step by step, icy and ruthless, with strands of Thunder Dragons flickering and coursing through his pupils and all over his body.

Nangong Muyue was strong, but only in the eyes of Qing Wuji and the others.

In truth, as Lu Yuan saw it, the current Nangong Muyue was barely stronger than Zhao Wuji, whom he had easily killed not long ago.

"Four layers of Break Limit—is that the confidence behind your arrogance?"

Lu Yuan walked into the dust, found Nangong Muyue, utterly broken and with every bone in her body shattered, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted her into the air.