Seeing that the envoys from the various factions had fallen silent, Ji Zining frowned.
"What? Scared witless and afraid to come at me?"
"Only one person died. Surely you're not that timid?"
At her words, the envoys came to their senses and couldn't help smiling bitterly to themselves.
Indeed, only one person had died, but he was a Saint King Realm expert from the Innate Dao Sect, the strongest faction beneath the four great powers!
Even among the envoys who had come this time, he had been one of the strongest.
He had fallen so abruptly. How could they accept that so easily?
They had originally thought that even if Ji Zining won in the end, she would do so only after a difficult battle.
They had never imagined it would be a one-sided rout!
Even after suppressing his cultivation to the peak Nascent Soul Realm, an expert at the fifth level of the Saint King Realm had been unable to put up a fight against Ji Zining!
A few strokes of her sword had been enough to kill him outright!
Now, the envoys from the various factions were feeling uncertain.
They couldn't help but have doubts.
If they all suppressed their cultivation and attacked together, could they really match Ji Zining?
They had never doubted it before, but now they had no choice but to consider it.
This decision concerned their own lives, as well as the factions behind them.
The envoys exchanged glances and sighed.
This time, they were destined to return empty-handed.
Among the envoys, an elderly man with the bearing of an immortal stepped forward and cupped his hands slightly to Ji Zining.
"Your Highness, Divine Son, I am Wang Cheng, an envoy of the Great Emperor Wang Lineage of the Southern Domain. We have caused much offense by coming here this time. Please do not take it amiss!"
"Once we return, we will surely send generous gifts to beg Your Highness's forgiveness!"
Hearing this, the other envoys all cupped their hands and bowed to Ji Zining.
"Please forgive us, Your Highness, Divine Son!"
In the end, they gave up. They abandoned the idea of suppressing their cultivation to fight Ji Zining.
They had no confidence in defeating Ji Zining, and rather than offend her more deeply, they might as well back down and admit their mistake.
Perhaps they could even gain her friendship and put the matter behind them.
They could think about the future later and make their plans in due course.
Seeing this, Ji Zining shook her head in disappointment and put the Void-Soaring Sword back into her dantian.
"How boring. I was waiting for you all to attack together so I could test my true combat strength."
Wang Cheng smiled bitterly.
"You jest, Your Highness. How could we all attack together and gang up on you?"
"Whatever else we may be, we are people of standing. We wouldn't act so shamelessly."
Ji Zining glanced at Qianchenzi's head on the ground.
"This fellow was also a person with a head and a face, but now both his head and his face are gone. Only his body is left."
Wang Cheng's expression froze.
She was pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust!
Wang Cheng didn't let it show, however, pretending not to understand what Ji Zining meant.
The envoys exchanged glances and cupped their hands slightly to Ji Zining and Hua Qianyan.
"Your Highness, Divine Son, Holy Lord, now that the matter is settled, we shall take our leave!"
Hua Qianyan said nothing, instead turning his gaze to Ji Zining.
He had said that Ji Zining was the one at the center of events here today.
She was the one who could decide these matters.
Ji Zining didn't answer. Instead, she paced over to a spot not far from Ji Yan.
"Before you leave, everyone, watch one more fight."
"Wouldn't you agree, honored envoy of the Wuji Divine Sect?"
Ji Yan trembled, and boundless terror spread across his face.
"Spare me, Your Highness, Divine Son! Spare me!"
His cultivation clearly hadn't been sealed, yet he never once considered attacking Ji Zining.
In his eyes, Ji Zining was no different from a ghost or a god!
Seeing this, the envoys from the various factions set aside their plans to leave for the moment and stood quietly where they were.
They felt no pity for Ji Yan.
He had brought this disaster upon himself and had no one else to blame.
Bringing a nephew as stupid as a pig to the Ziwei Holy Land was the greatest mistake he had made!
Ji Zining summoned the Void-Soaring Sword again and gave Hua Qianyan a slight nod.
"Holy Lord, sorry for the trouble."
Hua Qianyan nodded, walked up to Ji Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, and raised his palm. Spiritual power surged.
In an instant, Ji Yan's cultivation began to fall steadily.
The first level of the Saint King Realm... the fifth level of the Great Saint Realm... the first level of the Great Saint Realm...
In the end, just like Qianchenzi's before him, it stabilized at the peak Nascent Soul Realm.
Feeling the power within him, Ji Yan struggled to his feet.
Although he knew his chances were slim, he had no choice but to fight now!
Only by winning could he leave the Ziwei Holy Land alive!
At that thought, Ji Yan's expression turned vicious.
He was dead either way, so he might as well fight to the death!
Once Hua Qianyan stepped aside, Ji Zining grinned.
"That's more like it! Come on, come kill me!"
Before she had finished speaking, Ji Yan stamped on the ground and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, throwing a heavy punch at Ji Zining.
Before he even reached Ji Zining, a golden fist projection suddenly formed.
Terrifying power erupted from the golden fist projection.
Ji Yan had put all his strength into this blow!
Smiling, Ji Zining casually swung her sword.
"Sword Slashes the Eight Desolations, first form!"
"Clang!"
"Pfft!"
Ji Yan's body was split in two in an instant, and blood spilled onto the ground.
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
The two halves of his corpse landed in different places with two dull thumps.
Ji Zining shook her head.
"You really are pathetically weak. You were only at the level of the peak Spirit Transformation Realm. I thought you'd be much fiercer than that."
She put away the Void-Soaring Sword and looked at the envoys from the other factions.
"Take these two fellows' bodies away, and you can leave."
The envoys felt as though they had been granted a pardon and hurriedly removed Ji Yan's and Qianchenzi's bodies.
They even thoughtfully cleaned up the blood on the ground.
After doing all that, the envoys hurriedly cupped their hands to Ji Zining and Hua Qianyan, then tore open space and departed.
In an instant, only Ji Zining and Hua Qianyan remained in the plaza.
Only then did the Ziwei Holy Land disciples who had come to watch the battle finally come to their senses, erupting in cheers that shook the heavens.
"Glory to the Ziwei Holy Land! Glory to His Highness, the Divine Son!"
"One sword slew a Saint King, one word drove back the assembled Saints! Your Highness, Divine Son, your divine might is unmatched!"
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