
Ruo Ying relied on his cultivation at the peak of the Realm of Supremacy to forcibly destroy Cao Yi, Wang Tianyou, and the others on the Spirit Stage and knock them all to the ground.
Wu Quan and the others quickly tied Cao Yi and the others and brought them before Donghuang Ziyou.
Cao Yi and the others secretly glanced at Donghuang Ziyou and could only sigh inwardly.
As expected of the supreme beauty of the Nine Heavens Eternal Realm.
Donghuang Ziyou was wearing a white Flying Phoenix Armor and was like a war goddess descending from the sky.
She had a cold and domineering aura, and there was a hint of temptation in her valiant beauty that made people feel amazed.
“It is definitely every man's dream to be his husband!”
Cao Yi and the others could only sigh with emotions in their hearts.
Then they bow their heads.
Donghuang Ziyou was the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm and was an empress. His arrogant aura was naturally amazing.
Cao Yi and the others were only on the Spirit Stage. They felt a great pressure in their hearts as they looked at him.
Ruo Ying returned to Donghuang Ziyou's side and said,
“Your Majesty, I have already asked. These people are from the Heaven Nine Furnace.”
“They wrap the inhabitants of North Mystic Heaven with animal skins and disguise them as prey to hunt for pleasure.” Donghuang Ziyou exploded with a terrifying killing intent when he heard this.
“Treating humans as beasts. This is a low level game played by barbarian soldiers.”
"How dare you treat my people like this!"
Bang out!
The pressure from the Emperor Realm descended from the sky and hit the heads of Cao Yi and the others.
Their minds are buzzing! Loud explosions rang out and they knelt on the ground.
Everyone is coughing up blood. Their heads were almost crushed by Donghuang Ziyou's pressure.
“Your Majesty, please save us. We... We only killed a few people!”
Cao Yi hurriedly pleaded.
"Heh, you only killed a few people?" Donghuang Ziyou sneered while his killing intent grew stronger. Wang Tianyou looked at Cao Yi and reminded him to tell his background.
Cao Yi hurriedly said,
"Your Majesty, I am the son of the Howl Cloud Sect Master of the Ying Kingdom Sect, and my grandfather is the Sacred Lord of the Qingwu Holy Land."
“Yang Mulia is very knowledgeable. You should know that the Qingwu Holy Land is one of the ten Sacred Lands of the Nine Furnaces Heaven Realm. If Your Majesty can save me today, I will definitely ask my father and grandfather to visit and thank you! "Are you threatening me?" Donghuang Ziyou stopped smiling, and his expression was very calm.
How could he not know that Cao Yi was showing off his strength? However, this was not worth mentioning in his eyes!
Ruo Ying, who was familiar with his emotions, knew that this calmness meant that Donghuang Ziyou was furious.
While enraged, Donghuang Ziyou looked calm on the surface, but in reality, she was furious.
Cao Yi was silent, but his intent was clear.
The Qingwu Holy Land was not something to be taken lightly
Offending the Qingwu Holy Land was the same as offending the Nine Furnace Heaven martial arts world, and even the royal family.
"You despise human life because you have power."
Donghuang Ziyou said calmly, “Simply, in my eyes, you are nothing but grass.”
Ruo Ying understood Donghuang Ziyou's intent and immediately ordered, "Kill them!" "NO! Your Majesty, please save my life!
"Don't kill us!"
“Donghuang Ziyou, you will definitely regret killing me for some ordinary people! There are many people in our Heaven Nine Cauldron who are stronger than you. The Nine Cauldrons Emperor Nine Cauldrons are enough to destroy your Mystic Ice Palace…
Before Cao Yi finished speaking, his head was beheaded along with Wang Tianyou and the others.
Donghuang Ziyou's gaze calmly swept over their corpses. He lifted his head and looked into the distance. "Let's go."
"Yes!" Ruo Ying immediately ordered a million troops to continue advancing.
In the distance, the rescued Northern Mystical Heavens people knelt on the ground and stared at Donghuang Ziyou.
A tall mountain called Mount De Ren was located on the border between Blue Cloud Nation, Grey Cloud Nation, and Lang Ya Nation.
The top of this mountain was a flat land that spanned hundreds of kilometers.
The large courtyard that was built on top was the Three Kingdoms Academy.
Right now, in the backyard, under the thousand-foot-tall large Saint statue, a white-haired old man was wiping the stone statue carefully with a wet cloth.
“Teacher, today is the opening of the Three Kingdoms Academy. Why don't you go to the front page to see it?
A scholar-robed man walked out from behind the old man. His name is Wu Wenyi.
He, Bai Junqian, and Guan Hanchun founded the Three Kingdoms Academy together.
The old man in front of them was their teacher.
The old man was Fan Shengzhou, an old scholar with a cultivation period of over five thousand years.
Fan Shengzhou wiped the stone statue and shook his head.
“I'm old, and I'm not fit to participate in an event like this. The new academy is opening, so it's better for the three of you to go!”
Wu Wenyi shook her head.
“Teacher, you have wiped this statue of a Saint hundreds of thousands of times. The husband of the Northern Mystical Heaven Empress has arrived today, so you should show yourself!”
Fan Shengzhou was stunned upon hearing the words of the Northern Mystic Heaven Consort's Husband.
Then, he said, “My biggest goal in life is to reach the Pseudo-Saint Realm. If I do not reach my destination, I will stay here and wipe the stone statue.”
“The Queen's husband is a big shot from the sky. I don't have to go out and stain his eyes.
Wu Wenyi said, "Teacher, if you want to enter the Pseudo-Saint Realm, you must meet the Empress Husband!"
"Why?" Fan Shengzhou was shocked.
Wu Wenyi said, “We forgot to tell you in advance that Husband Empress is a literary saint at this time!” “During the literary discussion a few days ago, the Empress Husband only used a few words to cause the purple aura to come from the east for 15,000 kilometers while the seven-colored holy light shone on the world!”
Hearing this, Fan Shengzhou suddenly trembled and dropped the wet cloth in his hand.
"The literary saint of today!"
Fan Shengzhou's overcast eyes instantly became extremely clear.
“If I can get his guidance, maybe the problem that has bothered me for two thousand years will be resolved!”
For so many years, he had been living under the Saint statue and thinking hard about how to break through to the quasi-Saint Realm.
However, he did not make any breakthroughs.
Now that the literary saint had descended, he saw hope for improvement.
How could he not be excited?
"Hurry, take me to see the Queen Husband!" Fan Wenzhou pulled Wu Wenyi over anxiously.
After two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at himself.
“ Not only is the identity of the noble Consort's Husband, but she is also a great and supreme literary saint. How can I see it in this state?”
“Wenyi, help me get some water. I want to shower and change clothes. I want to shave before seeing the empress' husband!”
In the large square outside the front courtyard, fifty thousand disciples gathered and stared at the green winged flying bird jade carriage that was slowly descending from the sky.
When the jade carriage landed on the ground, Lin Xuan carried Xuan Zhu and the others out of the carriage.
“Greetings, Husband Empress!”
The disciples of the Three Kingdoms Academy revealed expressions of admiration.
Be it a man or a woman, at this moment, they were all enchanted by Lin Xuan's charm.
The other founder of the academy, Guan Hanchun, rushed out of the crowd and bowed.
“Suami Empress, our academy has a new stone tablet. We are waiting for you to write it.”
Lin Xuan slightly nodded. Under his and Bai Junqian's leadership, he led his daughters to the academy.