She Has a Divine Artifact!

Sect Master Wu agreed readily, but Sang Ying had no time to consider whether he had any other schemes.

Following the guidance of the Limitless Sect disciple, she quickly arrived in front of Jiang Zhuoxue.

The man's limbs were bound, and if it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Sang Ying would have felt as if she had returned to the cave where they first met.

Jiang Zhuoxue looked just like that back then, only his expression was colder and his personality was more stubborn.

He is no longer the Blood-Robed Devil Dragon he once was; he is becoming more and more like a human.

After Sang Ying stood in front of him, Jiang Zhuoxue looked up at her, all his emotions hidden by the white veil.

"I've taken you under my wing and taught you for so long, and even made a contract with you to take you as my beast. Is this how you repay me in the end?!" Sang Ying's voice suddenly turned cold and sharp.

Jiang Zhuoxue paused for a moment, as if she understood something, and then continued, "I am a dragon, and you are just a lowly cultivator. You should be grateful that I was willing to form a bond with you, so why are you questioning me now? Isn't it because I have helped you a lot? Isn't it because I have enabled you to achieve what you have today?"

Their words naturally reached the ears of the cultivators. They found it quite amusing to watch two former friends turn against each other right before their eyes, and showed no intention of urging Sang Ying on.

Taking advantage of their deliberate leniency, Sang Ying continued to stall for time, "Fine, now you've finally revealed your true feelings. It seems I was too naive and failed to see your true colors!"

Jiang Zhuoxue retorted, "Can't you see that it's because you're ignorant and not smart enough? Is that my fault?"

The two women were exchanging words back and forth, seemingly arguing fiercely. Meanwhile, Dong Fuzhu and the others, who were darting around among the seats below, couldn't help but want to laugh.

"These two are such convincing actors! If I didn't know the inside story, I'd probably really think they'd fallen out."

Lan Fusheng secretly tossed something under a cultivator's chair, then pulled her away quickly, saying, "Be careful, don't let anyone hear these words, it will be bad for Senior Sister!"

Dong Fuzhu immediately covered her mouth, indicating that she dared not say anything more.

The three of them wandered around the crowd as if they were just strolling around, not daring to attract the attention of Sect Master Wu and the others in the slightest.

The man and woman on the high platform seemed to still be arguing, but Sect Master Wu below was already getting impatient.

Others might not know what Sang Ying was planning, but how could he not?

This Sang Ying is simply not the type to give up on Jiang Zhuoxue!

"Young Daoist Sang Ying, this Dragon-Slaying Assembly still needs to proceed. I think you should cut ties with this evil dragon as soon as possible." His tone wasn't stern, but the meaning behind his words was quite clear.

Sang Ying knew she couldn't delay any longer, so she turned and replied, "Thank you for the reminder, Sect Master Wu. I will break the contract with him now. However, our contract is a bit complicated, and I'm afraid I'll need to use my sword. Is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Wu frowned. He vaguely guessed what Sang Ying wanted to do and originally didn't want to agree.

Unexpectedly, the powerful figures beside him, for reasons unknown, actually advised in front of everyone, "Sect Master Wu, just agree. It's just a minor sword cultivator's spirit sword; how could it possibly break the chains that we forged together?"

"Yes, Sect Master Wu, with so many guests today, just watching the dragon slaying is a bit boring. This young cultivator going on stage can bring us something new," someone else added.

After being persuaded by several people, Sect Master Wu was somewhat swayed. How could he not know if others didn't? The chains binding Jiang Zhuoxue's hands and feet were forged by the combined efforts of them using meteorite iron. Not to mention the sword that Sang Ying had shown him that day, even his own natal spirit sword probably couldn't break a small hole in it.

He was worried about how to deal with this little girl. If she openly kidnapped someone, it would definitely arouse public anger. At that time, even if Sword Frost Cliff and Star-Forging Sect wanted to protect her, they probably wouldn't have the ability.

Thinking this, Sect Master Wu readily nodded in agreement. "Alright, I will grant your wish. Little fellow Daoist, you'd better hurry up and not delay our feast."

Sang Ying gave him a fake grateful smile, but when she turned back to look at Jiang Zhuoxue, her face was now serious.

"Let's settle this matter once and for all today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand. Jiang Zhuoxue's expression changed instantly when she saw the sword.

This sword was engraved with exquisite patterns, completely different from the snow-white blade of the Floating River Sword. As soon as it appeared, it carried a heavy pressure and Blood Sha Qi that surged in all directions.

Not only Jiang Zhuoxue, but all the cultivators present above the Nascent Soul stage simultaneously sensed that something was wrong.

"That's not her sword, what is it?!" Sect Master Wu panicked for some reason. The aura of that sword was like that of a High Antiquity behemoth, making it hard for him to breathe.

"What is that?"

"A divine artifact! That's a divine artifact! That female cultivator has a divine artifact!"

Exclamations of surprise reached their ears. Sang Ying, gripping the Dragon Abyss Sword, gave them no chance to react. She immediately brought down two swords, severing the iron chains binding Jiang Zhuoxue's hands.

Jiang Zhuoxue probably hadn't expected Sang Ying to reveal the Dragon Abyss Sword, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. "You're really bold, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"We'll be fine." Sang Ying met his eyes. "I won't let anyone get hurt."

These words left Jiang Zhuoxue speechless for a moment.

Sang Ying was fast, but Sect Master Wu and the others were not much slower in their reactions.

Almost as soon as she untied Jiang Zhuoxue's hands, Sect Master Wu set off with his boundless Spiritual Power and appeared beside Sang Ying.

If it were for Jiang Zhuoxue, he might not have done anything to Sang Ying, but now that he has this sword, he will never let Sang Ying leave alive!

A palm strike from the Late Soul Formation Realm seems even more terrifying than the Golden Core Lightning Tribulation he once faced.

Sang Ying sensed the approaching danger and had no choice but to turn back and face the palm strike from Sect Master Wu, who was determined to kill her.

Roars echoed from the Dragon Abyss Sword, and the shockwave from Sect Master Wu's palm directly shattered Sang Ying's high-tied hair.

Sang Ying dared not retreat, nor could she retreat.

She let out a low shout, enduring the Spiritual Qi that almost tore her flesh apart, sheathed her sword, and slashed again!

A dragon's roar echoed from the high platform, instantly sending Sect Master Wu flying dozens of miles away.

Sang Ying didn't fare any better. When the two forces collided, Sang Ying was sent flying and crashed into a pillar of the Dragon-Slaying Platform. The thick stone pillar was smashed and shattered on the spot, and the blade hanging above Jiang Zhuoxue's head was about to fall.