Chapter 203

Chapter 203: A Battle Worthy of Divinity

The Seventh Prince was furious!

He had been forced to spit blood again—was he really about to lose once more?

Unforgivable!

With a wild roar, the Seventh Prince defied the Quasi-Holy Power and unleashed an even more terrifying technique—

"All Soldiers Kill!"

Weapons symbolized soldiers.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—all sorts of weapons manifested, as if summoned from the depths of Nine Nether Hell.

He transformed into a three-meter-long, bowl-thick, pitch-black halberd, forged like black gold.

The halberd’s body was etched with lines of slaughter, converging at the tip, radiating a sharpness that could pierce anything.

Boom!

The black halberd gleamed with a terrifying edge as it smashed through the Diamond Dragon, colliding head-on with Zhang Yang’s devastating punch.

At that instant, the dominating power of Quasi-Holy Power erupted, radiating brilliant light from his fist—

As if the Daybreak Sun had fallen from the heavens.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing reverberated through the air.

A radiant explosion burst forth in all directions.

The black halberd trembled violently, emitting a deep, resonating hum, before being launched backward.

In the void, the black halberd morphed back into the Seventh Prince—

His skin split apart, blood sprayed into the air, and the sound of shattering bones echoed through the battlefield, as if his entire skeleton was breaking apart.

Zhang Yang crashed through the lingering light, his figure surging forward once more.

He had gained the upper hand.

This time, he would not stop.

He would pursue the Seventh Prince to the end.

Meanwhile, the battle on the ground erupted.

The outcome in the sky had already been decided—

But below, the fight was just beginning.

What should have been a one-sided slaughter turned into an unexpected clash.

The Seventh Prince’s forces, who held an absolute numerical advantage, suddenly found themselves overwhelmed.

For the first time—

They felt true fear.

Because at that moment—

The unparalleled Yuluan, like a battle goddess from legend, had arrived.

And she had unleashed her full might.

How strong was Yuluan? Even she probably didn’t know. She simply wanted to fight and prove herself, shedding the feelings of inferiority that had once plagued her as Xue Feishuang’s assistant—and even her maid.

So, she unleashed her strongest killing intent.

As she struck, the two delicate dragon horns on her forehead flashed brightly.

Szzzz!

Two dragon-shaped beams of light intertwined, tearing through the air. Ghost King Fulong, Gu Jianfeng, and the others instinctively defended themselves, yet they were still forced back. The carefully selected elite fighters behind them were swept away, leading to a massacre.

With a single sweep, more than fifty elite warriors were obliterated into ashes, leaving not a single trace behind.

It was important to note that these elite fighters were not ordinary. Each had been carefully chosen from among many, their strength unquestionable. Even a small group of them working together could easily overwhelm most opponents.

Yet Yuluan struck them down with a single attack.

Without hesitation, the battle goddess, Yuluan, charged forward.

In her left hand, she held the Golden Dragon Shield.

In her right hand, she wielded the Radiant Divine Sword.

Both artifacts, obtained from Mo City, possessed limitless potential—capable of advancing into holy weapons.

She moved with lightning speed, using her shield to smash Ghost King Fulong aside while swinging her sword at Gu Jianfeng.

As a genius nurtured by the Ziyang Sacred Land, Gu Jianfeng had led the Ziyan Guards into battle, displaying incredible skill.

He was also a master of the sword.

Thus, he fiercely counterattacked.

Clang!

Their blades clashed.

Though Yuluan’s blow had already sent Ghost King Fulong flying, this particular sword strike was not even at its full strength—yet it was so overpowering that Gu Jianfeng lost control of his weapon. His sword slipped from his grip, and as the Radiant Divine Sword pressed forward, it pierced into his chest.

Pfft!

Gu Jianfeng’s own sword impaled him.

That was Yuluan’s strike.

She had blasted Ghost King Fulong away and killed Gu Jianfeng in an instant.

At that moment, Yuluan’s confidence surged, obliterating the last remnants of her former insecurities. She let out a wild roar and abruptly turned her head to the left.

Yu Yihang and Leng Jiu’ou were charging toward her.

Swish! Swish!

Her delicate dragon horns flared, releasing two beams of dragon light.

Bang! Bang!

The two powerful experts were sent hurtling backward.

With them was Qiu Yuwan.

The Flower Phantom, driven by her vow for revenge, surged forward like a sword of hellfire, attacking Qiu Yuwan with her Hell Slayer Sword Path, its edge tinged with crimson.

As the young mistress of Embrace Moon Tower, Qiu Yuwan was also exceptionally strong. She sensed the attack and struck back fiercely—

Yet, she was still sent flying.

The two women crossed paths.

Meanwhile, Yuluan moved with absolute speed, transforming into a true chi dragon king, soaring through the air toward Yu Yihang and Leng Jiu’ou.

The two experts roared, unleashing their fiercest attacks.

Yu Yihang thrust his sword forward, its movement resembling an ancient divine bird spreading its wings.

Leng Jiu’ou wielded his blade with lethal precision, its chilling aura compressed into a single, devastating point at the tip of his sword.

Both of them were extremely proud—they could not accept being overpowered by Yuluan.

Yuluan?

Who was she?!

If not for the attention drawn by Zhang Yang and the Vast Forest, would anyone even know her name?

Being defeated by her was a disgrace they could not tolerate.

Thus, they launched a furious counterattack.

Yet Yuluan was no longer the same.

After killing Gu Jianfeng and driving back Ghost King Fulong, she had transcended her limits.

She had awakened, and with that awakening came an unstoppable surge of power.

She soared through the sky like a dragon, her very presence overwhelming.

Facing the combined might of two geniuses, she slammed the Radiant Divine Sword against the Golden Dragon Shield, unleashing a thunderous roar as an explosion of dragon light erupted outward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

No matter how unwilling Yu Yihang and Leng Jiu’ou were, their combined strength crumbled beneath the sheer force of her exploding energy waves. They were sent staggering backward.

Swish!

As they reeled, Yuluan rushed forward, her sudden burst of speed making her a blur—

In an instant, she was upon Leng Jiu’ou.

"My sword shall shine across the Nine Heavens!"

Her cold voice echoed as the Radiant Divine Sword traced a brilliant arc through the air, slicing toward him.

Clang!

Leng Jiu’ou, a top assassin of the Black Cloak Pavilion, displayed his extraordinary reflexes. He managed to block her attack and predict its trajectory—

But the force behind her sword was far too overwhelming.

His strength was utterly crushed.

He could not stop it.

Pfft!

The sword’s edge scraped against his blade, sparks flying, causing his black sword to tremble and wail in response—

Then, it pierced through Leng Jiu’ou’s throat, emerging from the back of his neck.

With one strike—

Leng Jiu’ou was dead.

This was truly an overwhelming blow.

In the blink of an eye, Yuluan had single-handedly battled four powerful opponents, killing two and forcing the other two to retreat.

This left Ghost King Fulong and Yu Yihang utterly terrified—they turned and fled.

They were genuinely afraid.

From this moment on, the name Dragon Girl, Battle God Yuluan, began to rise against all odds, radiating her own brilliance alongside Zhang Yang. She was destined to illuminate the Southern Region, and this battle would immortalize her as a legend.

Yuluan let out an exhilarating roar toward the sky.

Her shout shattered the air, its sheer force impacting Qiu Yuwan, who was still locked in battle with the Flower Phantom. Qiu Yuwan spat blood and was sent flying backward. Without hesitation, she activated an ancient teleportation array to escape.

Although she could not leave the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins, she could at least relocate to another part of it.

Qiu Yuwan also fled.

The two women, still burning with fighting spirit, turned their gaze toward the sky.

The Seventh Prince was in danger!

He was already being overwhelmed by Zhang Yang, and at that critical moment, a sword came flying from the west—

Ye Kuanglan had arrived!