Not One Will Escape

Xia Qinghou was utterly shocked. She was known as the Goddess of War, yet even she could not help being shaken by such a scene.

At her side stood rows upon rows of female generals in silver armor, every one of them no less heroic than any man, their aura vast and imposing.

She did not choose to make a move. She was assessing the situation. In Xia Qinghou's view, acting amid such chaos would make it difficult to achieve her goal and seize the Evil Emperor True Scripture.

Yet if she left just like this, she would inevitably feel unwilling, so she continued waiting for an opportunity.

At this moment, goaded on by the Divine Butterfly Princess, Yan Shuitian finally could no longer hold herself back and made her move.

She activated her spiritual power and released it all, shrouding Ling Xiao.

I'll control him with my spiritual power, make him obediently hand over the Evil Emperor True Scripture.

Yan Shuitian thought this, already having made her plans.

The next second, Ling Xiao sensed a sudden surge of spiritual energy descending over him like the gaping maw of an abyss, ready to swallow him whole.

This spiritual power was exceptionally formidable—the strongest he had encountered among all his opponents.

Vaguely, all space and time seemed to be enveloped. Then, this spiritual force descended, attempting to invade his mind.

A cold smile curled across Ling Xiao's lips. He naturally knew where this spiritual power came from, so he opened his mind and allowed it to seep in.

"Hm? It was actually this easy?"

Yan Shuitian revealed a surprised smile. She had thought Ling Xiao would resist somewhat, but she had succeeded so easily.

It seems I overestimated him before...

The beautiful woman thought smugly to herself, then rushed headlong into