Wan'er's Sword Below

At those words, the imperial guards surrounding the square instantly felt thousands of sword intents run rampant in every direction.

No one had expected that Murong Wan'er, who had been wavering just moments ago, would only need to drink a bowl of wine. Not even a quarter of an hour had passed.

Yet violent spiritual energy surged across the square, slashing in all directions like hundreds of sword qi.

The imperial guards surrounding them had no choice but to retreat.

Even Feng Yanran was stunned. Although Murong Wan'er's outburst hadn't broken through the sword net she had laid before herself—

No, this was the aura of a breakthrough.

She hadn't expected Murong Wan'er to make no move to attack.

Instead, under the gaze of thousands, she had suddenly broken through.

As expected of the Moon City's heaven-blessed daughter. Murong Wan'er turned the spiritual energy rampaging through her meridians into hundreds of sword qi, slashing them outward.

Boom! Boom!

Her aura erupted without restraint, and a holy spiritual radiance burst forth.

While countless people gaped in astonishment, Murong Wan'er had actually broken through two realms in succession.

Earlier, as she faced Feng Yanran, she had been one realm behind.

But in the blink of an eye, she had surpassed Feng Yanran by one realm.

Even now, Hu Keke and Feng Hao hadn't cried out in alarm.

Neither of them could make out Murong Wan'er's cultivation. All they had to do was stand quietly in the wind and wait.

Forget Feng Yanran—even Feng Xiuyun sensed the aura Murong Wan'er exuded after her breakthrough.

She couldn't help but shout, "Damn it! I can't believe you've gone berserk right in the middle of the battle..."

In her view, a Spirit Transformation cultivator in this world would have to toil for decades just to break