Chapter 657: My Friend Is Arriving Right Away!

It seemed to be responding to Ye Qingran's words; the swords shivered all over, emitting an even higher‑pitched hum.

The flashing Execution Saint Runes resembled guiding lanterns.

Only, this road is a one‑way path to Hell!

"Slash!"

At Ye Qingran's command, all the swords whizzed toward Nan Xin!

The streaking light was swift and extraordinary.

Ye Qingran's face was like drifting snow, with dark currents swirling in her eyes.

This day, she had waited for a long time.

Nan Xin's pupils narrowed sharply, panic roiling inside, trying to find another shield!

However, after the recent lesson, the other Elders became especially wary, instinctively keeping far from Nan Xin, fearing they'd become his sacrificial lamb.

"Valley Master!" Nan Xin could only call out to Ling Tian for help.

At this moment, he truly had no recourse.

He is merely a Saint; how could he match Ye Qingran, who wields the Emperor's Will?

Ling Tian was both angry and frantic.

He was angry at Nan Xin and the others' incompetence, and anxious because Nan Xin was his right‑hand, and losing him would mean losing a powerful aid.

So, Nan Xin must not die!

Ling Tian's gaze hardened as he prepared to strike, but felt a massive pressure behind him like a mountain, and his spine went cold, rendering him immobile.

He stared in horror toward the source of that pressure, unsurprisingly meeting a pair of eyes cold as abysses.

Ye Xiu!

He was utterly shocked; Ye Xiu was clearly just an ordinary Academy Elder, how could he exude such terrifying aura?

It did, however, resemble that Emperor Sovereign atop the Summit of the Deer Hunt!

He had once traveled to Xi Ji, fortunate enough to catch a fleeting glimpse.

No, how could Ye Xiu be the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Deer Hunt?

It must be his illusion!

It was a hair's breadth away; Ling Tian's brief lapse had already sealed Nan Xin's tragic fate.

Swish~

The sword flew toward Nan Xin's front like lightning, its force overwhelming, crushing everything; with Nan Xin's strength, there was no way to evade!

Just as Nan Xin was hopelessly awaiting death, the sword suddenly curved and sliced off his arm!

"Ah~"

Nan Xin's cry of pain rang out abruptly.

His right arm had vanished!

A column of blood spurted, terrifyingly.

While everyone was still reeling from the shocking severed arm, another sword flash passed, and Nan Xin's second arm disappeared as well!

Nan Xin's wail grew even more mournful; he trembled like a broken pole, blood continuously gushing from his body...

"Ye Qingran, you devil!"

Nan Xin stared fiercely at Ye Qingran, shouting curses.

His gaze and expression seemed to want to devour Ye Qingran whole.

Devil?

Ye Qingran slightly lifted her eyebrows.

Indeed. To Nan Xin, wasn't she the devil come for revenge?

"Nan Xin, you once severed my master's tendons and ligaments; today I cut off both your arms—does that seem excessive?"

"You shall not die a good death!"

Nan Xin gritted his teeth.

"Is that so? But the one who should die… is you!"

As Ye Qingran finished speaking, another sword flash appeared.

Splat~

The sword light instantly pierced Nan Xin's brow.

Nan Xin's life was snuffed out in an instant!

"Father!"

Nan Yan could hardly believe her own eyes.

Her ever‑powerful father had just died like that!

Without her father, who would be her backing? Without him, how could she continue her life of luxury?

Nan Xin is dead.

This Dan Valley Grand Elder, who had been formidable in Beimingzhou for over ten years, met his end today, defeated by a young Saint.

The crowd sighed in lament.

With Nan Xin fallen, the remaining Elders of Dan Valley instantly lost their backbone, their faces ashen, one after another kneeling before Ye Qingran, begging for mercy.

"Instructor Ye, you are magnanimous; spare our lives!"

"We concede; please don't kill us!"

Ye Qingran coldly watched the Dan Valley Elders prostrate on the ground.

In fact, aside from the four she had already slain plus Nan Xin, only eight remained.

"Back then, when you chased the Ling Immortal Sect together with Nan Xin, did you ever think it would come to this?"

Indeed, among these Elders, three once chased the Ling Immortal Sect together with Nan Xin, driving it into a desperate corner!

Upon hearing this, the three Elders' expressions changed, and they were all stunned.

"Ye Qingran, we'll go all out against you!"

The three exchanged glances in secret, then without a word charged at Ye Qingran.

Since Ye Qingran cannot spare them, they think a desperate gamble is better than waiting for death!

"Overreaching!" Ye Qingran snorted coldly.

With a thought, three sword phantoms shot out from behind her, bearing the power of the Exorcising Saint Talisman, piercing the foreheads of the three saints.

The killing was decisive, without any hesitation.

One move annihilated the three saints, evoking the rumors about her in the ancient battlefield ruins.

"As for you..."

The remaining five Elders wished they could shrink into quails, trembling.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot escape."

As the words fell, the five Elders each let out a painful cry.

It turned out that although Ye Qingran did not kill them, she left them gravely wounded; for at least three months they will be unable to use Mysterious Force, becoming useless.

The Talisman above their heads turned into golden dust, blown away by the wind, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast's spirit form gradually became transparent.

Except for the swords neatly lined up in the void, everything else fell silent.

Everyone stared at Ye Qingran with incredulous eyes.

This obscure Academy Instructor, today at the Shenzhou Academy, under the gaze of countless onlookers, displayed various supreme arts and single‑handedly defeated thirteen saints!

The people of Beimingzhou will go crazy for her.

The order of Beimingzhou will be shattered because of her.

Ye Qingran reattached new Exorcising Saint Talismans to those swords that had already used theirs, so every sword now bears an Exorcising Saint Talisman.

"The swords return pristine, and as for the Exorcising Saint Talisman, I give them to you as a token of thanks."

Her clear, resonant voice echoed in everyone's ears.

For a moment, countless people showed envious glances.

Such a precious Exorcising Saint Talisman, given away so casually?

Isn't that a waste of a treasure?

Even Li Daoyun felt his heart bleed, aching for Ye Qingran.

"My god, these sword cultivators are so fortunate!"

"I'm jealous! No, I'm envious!"

However, for the many sword cultivators present, this was a tremendous surprise.

Originally, for them, Ye Qingran's willingness to use their swords was already an honor. They never expected her to be so generous as to give each an Exorcising Saint Talisman as a token!

Even a pie falling from the sky isn't this good, right?

Although many felt pain for Ye Qingran, she herself cared not a bit.

She isn't a stingy person; repaying kindness is natural. She simply had the means, so she returned a 'golden plum'.

After this battle, all the saints of Dan Valley, except Ling Tian himself, were all crippled.

Ling Tian, the Valley Master of Dan Valley, felt immense remorse, but it was already too late.

He should never have, especially never have underestimated Ye Qingran; that caused this situation.

"Ling Tian, you're next!"

Hearing Ye Qingran's voice, Ling Tian shivered all over.

He analyzed the situation in his mind.

The saints of Dan Valley were either dead or wounded; aside from him, they had no fighting strength and could only rely on the Huangjin City.

But the Huangjin City now had only about twenty saints left, Shenzhou Academy also had about twenty saints, plus Ye Qingran...

Ling Tian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Brother Nan Gong..."

Ling Tian could only seek help from Nan Gong Cang.

Nan Gong Cang, however, showed no sense of urgency, instead giving Ling Tian a mysterious smile, "Brother Ling, no need to worry; a friend of mine will arrive shortly!"