The night grew cooler, and the boat sped through the night sky. A cold wind struck Ye Ziling's body, and she shivered.
Who was cursing her?
Mu Heng and Ye Jingxian were already drowsy, leaning against each other, their expressions languid. Their earlier enthusiasm had been overtaken by sleepiness.
As the flying boat sailed into Peach Blossom Valley and was about to descend slowly, it was enveloped by a golden Bagua formation above, ruthlessly barring it from entering.
Mu Heng and Ye Jingxian were awakened by the dazzling light, their drowsy faces blank. They opened their eyes and looked around.
The golden light around them coalesced into a massive Bagua formation, tightly encircling the entire Peach Blossom Valley.
Looking at the talismans above, Ye Ziling immediately recognized it as the Qiankun formation set up by Qing Bai.
As expected, Qing Bai had discovered the existence of Peach Blossom Valley.
Ye Ziling's expression grew anxious, and she hurriedly stood up, her wrist quickly flipping as she attempted to break the formation.
At this moment, she saw her tribesmen in the valley writhing in pain, their faces turning ashen.
They were being battered by the fierce winds within the formation, their skin stinging, their bodies trembling, their faces contorted, and foam spewing from their mouths.
And Ye Ziling watched with her own eyes as her brother collapsed to the ground in agony, unconscious.
These people were like ants on a hot pan, trapped by Qing Bai's formation.
"Brother Jinghuai..."
Ye Ziling's heart clenched, and she struggled to cast spells, but to no avail.
"Damn it, watch this!"
Mu Heng cursed under his breath, transforming into a giant dragon that coiled above Peach Blossom Valley. He tilted his head back and let out a long roar, attempting to break through the formation.
However, the formation seemed endless. No matter how deafening the dragon's roar, it could not shake the formation in the slightest.
"Ling'er... I'll help too!" Ye Jingxian said, standing up, but he didn't know where to begin.
"Second Brother, don't come over!" Ye Ziling watched Ye Jingxian walk step by step towards her, her heart filled with anxiety, and she hurriedly stopped him from approaching.
"Leave this to me."
"Don't come any closer!"
Ye Jingxian had no choice but to stop, his gaze fixed on her, "I'll listen to you."
At that moment, the sky was bathed in radiant light, condensing into a human figure.
Qing Bai's gaze was icy, and he said coldly, "Tu Yao, I'll give you one last chance."
"Hand over the military seal."
"Confess your guilt."
"These ants can be spared physical suffering!"
"I will grant them a quick death."
The man's gaze was cruel, his voice chilling to the bone.
Ye Ziling looked at him, anger surging in her eyes. She raised her head and sneered, "A dignified Divine Lord of the Heavenly Realm... to trouble a mere Peach Blossom Valley..."
"If you want the military seal, then come at me."
"Or do you think you haven't defied the Heavenly Emperor's decree enough?"
Ye Ziling stared at him coldly, speaking each word deliberately.
Upon hearing this, Qing Bai's lips curved into a disdainful arc. "If you obediently hand over the military seal, I can let you collect their corpses."
"If you don't want them to die for you again, hand over the military seal!"
Ye Ziling's gaze sharpened, the flame in her heart burning hotter and hotter. "Die for me...?"
How laughable.
All Qing Bai wanted was to use her body to refine the Sun Moon Divine Lamp.
Because her parents refused to hand her over to the Heavenly Realm, he would slaughter her entire clan.
Anything about serving the Heavenly Realm was just an excuse.
Ye Ziling's heart was filled with overwhelming killing intent, her beautiful phoenix eyes stained with blood.
"Do you think you can threaten me?" Ye Ziling scoffed, gripping her long sword, her sharp sword qi slashing towards the void.
The sky was torn open with a ferocious裂痕, and Qing Bai's phantom gradually dissipated.
"Mu Heng." Ye Ziling called softly to Mu Heng beside her as the residual light gradually dimmed, "Come with me to the Heavenly Realm."
Mu Heng immediately stood up, nodded, and said, "Alright."
With that, the two ascended to the heavens hand in hand, disappearing into the horizon.
At this moment, the Heavenly Palace was filled with a sense of alert; it was no longer as peaceful as it once was.
Heavenly soldiers formed a circle outside the palace, their expressions tense. They watched the approaching figures from the sky with great vigilance in their eyes.
They had just received orders of rebellion and were guarding the Heavenly Court overnight.
As expected, they saw a white figure slowly emerge from the darkness.
"Goddess... if you are willing to confess and return to the heavenly prison with your subordinate, the Emperor and the Heavenly Consort will show you leniency!"
The leading guard held his long sword, his gaze warily fixed on Ye Ziling. The rows of heavenly soldiers slowly retreated.
They knew well that if Ye Ziling forced her way through, they would only become stepping stones for her.
But Ye Ziling did not.
Her attention was now focused on her tribesmen struggling to survive in the formation, and she had no time to waste with these heavenly soldiers.
"All of you, step back!" Ye Ziling declared, her hand flashing the military seal, her voice cold as frost, sending a chill through their bodies.
The heavenly soldiers' eyes trembled as they saw the military seal in her hand.
This... was the military seal? Wasn't it in the Emperor's possession? How did it end up in her hands?
The heavenly soldiers exchanged glances, their hearts filled with fear and unease. However, they dared not disobey the order and retreated with clasped hands, clearing a path.
Ye Ziling waved her sleeve, and with Mu Heng, walked directly towards the Heavenly Palace.
She was now desperate to take Qing Bai's head.
Even if her final outcome was to be dismembered.
Ye Ziling hurried on her way and soon arrived at the Heavenly Court's grand hall. The hall was brightly lit, with flickering lamps and candles, just as usual, but the atmosphere was more oppressive.
A crack appeared in the sky, and the sound of thunder resounded throughout the heavens.
A cold wind howled, blowing the bead curtains in the hall, making a rustling sound.
Ye Ziling looked at the familiar grand hall before her, her gaze as cold as a blade, piercing through the layers of palaces and directly at Qing Bai's sleeping quarters.
"I said, capture her and bring her to the heavenly prison when she arrives. There's no need to report," Qing Bai's gaze was fixed on the lotus in the pond. He was calmly swirling the wine in his cup, seemingly unaware of the person behind him.
Ye Ziling condensed a ball of fire in her palm, transforming it into a long sword.
With a flash of sword light, the fluttering veils were cut open. Qing Bai slightly raised his eyes, his stern gaze sweeping over Ye Ziling.
Ye Ziling gripped the hilt of her sword, her clear, cold eyes filled with a chilling light.