Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1266: Ye Lanfeng Arrives Just in Time
As soon as the words fell, Tian Annan leaped up and reached towards Han Yan.
Han Yan gritted her teeth and thrust a sword towards Tian Annan.
Although Qi circulation was difficult, she wasn’t completely unable to attack. However, compared to before, the power of this sword was much weaker.
But she had no choice. If today’s events were exposed, it would bring a catastrophic disaster to the Mu Family. Even knowing she was no match for Tian Annan, she could only fight with all her might.
"Indeed, you have guts, daring to fight me, an old man. Very well, I’ll cripple you first and then deal with you slowly," Tian Annan said with a cold sneer, his gaze even more sinister.
"Bufan, you all go," Han Yan shouted as the pressure on Tang Bufan and others weakened considerably when Tian Annan attacked.
Since their strength couldn’t offer much help, she might as well win them a chance to escape, not letting Tang Bufan’s sacrifice in her past life be in vain.
Just as the words fell, the sword Han Yan had slashed with all her strength suddenly halted, unable to slash further, as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.
"You do have commendable courage, but unfortunately, the gap in strength can’t be bridged by courage alone. Under my pressure, you can’t even exert thirty percent of your strength," Tian Annan laughed loudly, seeing Han Yan flushed with exertion.
"Star Fall, Eight Desolates!" At this moment, the Cold Sky Sword suddenly shone brightly and slashed towards Tian Annan with unstoppable momentum.
On Han Yan, a piece of crystalline jade also erupted with magical light—it was the Heavenly Stone given by Ling Baobao. Back then, it was using this Heavenly Stone that Ling Baobao intimidated Pang Dezong, making it so he dared not act rashly.
"How could this be?" Tian Annan felt a surge of surprise.
If Tian Annan had relied solely on his own strength to confront Han Yan, she would have had no power to resist. But in his arrogance and disdain for Han Yan’s strength, he habitually used his might to suppress her, unaware that she carried a Heavenly Stone capable of negating such force.
Just as Tian Annan was startled, that Sword Light enlarged infinitely before his eyes.
Instinctively, Tian Annan leaped backward and struck out with his palm. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Where the sword passed, a few strands of long whiskers fell with the wind, but Tian Annan’s palm also landed on Han Yan’s longsword.
The immense force swept like a flood through the longsword, causing Han Yan’s chest to tremble, and she spat a mouthful of blood.
Finally stabilizing herself by leaning on the sword, Han Yan sighed inwardly. Despite the unexpected deadly slash thanks to the Heavenly Stone, despite the Cold Sky Sword being upgraded to a Divine Artifact, and despite it being her most powerful skill, the Star Fall in Eight Desolates, the gap in strength was too vast. Beyond cutting a few whiskers of Tian Annan, it yielded no results.
In turn, she sustained serious injuries, only surviving thanks to the Cangxuan Cloud Silk and Glazed Glass Holy Robe’s protection; otherwise, that palm could have claimed her life.
"Han Yan, I intended to take you back to the Holy Court for punishment, but I didn’t expect you’d be so ungrateful. I’ll cripple you first and see what means you have left!" Tian Annan shouted in rage.
Although he hadn’t suffered much, as a Law Enforcement Elder of the Holy Court, a top echelon Holy-grade master, being shorn of his whiskers by a mere Sixth-level Sword Master youth was an unprecedented disgrace.
Tian Annan sprang into the air, once more striking towards Han Yan.
Seriously injured, Han Yan had exhausted all her Qi executing Star Fall in Eight Desolates earlier, leaving her without the energy to dodge this strike.
"Han Yan!" Tang Bufan shouted and shielded Han Yan with his body.
His expression was so determined and resolute, with not a hint of hesitation or fear.
Han Yan was momentarily stunned; this scene was like a deja vu from a past life.
The palm strike, like a mountain, whipped up fierce winds, sweeping Tang Bufan aside, his clothes tearing to reveal a jade pendant hanging over his heart.
Han Yan’s heart stirred; when Han Jinglun from the Tianji Family had asked her to find his descendants, he had given her a jade pendant, saying he kept one and his son wore another. She had found it familiar but couldn’t recall where she had seen it. Now seeing the pendant on Tang Bufan’s chest, she recalled seeing it for a moment when he died for her in a past life.
The Han Family, Tang Bufan, Han Yunyun... even a fool could guess they were the people she was seeking. Presumably, to avoid arousing enemies’ attention, Tang Bufan took his grandmother’s surname. His real name should be Han Bufan.
Han Yan also realized that it was the Holy Court that brought ruin upon the Tang Family, explaining why Qu Shanling could find no clues.
Unfortunately, understanding this now was meaningless. Han Yan knew that not even her past-self, upon just becoming a Sword Saint, was a match for Tian Annan, let alone at her current injured state far below her past strength.
A shadow flickered past, and Tang Bufan once more shielded her, slashing out a near-mad sword.
"Miss!"
"Sister Han Yan!" Aunt Xiu and Han Yunyun also unhesitatingly shielded her.
"No!" Han Yan cried out in shock. Tang Bufan was one thing; she accepted his nature long ago. But she couldn’t bear to watch Aunt Xiu and Yunyun die for her... even though they would eventually be unable to escape such fate.
"Hahaha, you know how to repay kindness, loyal to her to the end. Very well, then die together!" Tian Annan laughed wildly.
Aunt Xiu looked lovingly at her daughter, her eyes full of tenderness, without a trace of regret.
Han Yunyun glared at Tian Annan without a trace of fear, as resolute and unrepentant as Tang Bufan.
Han Yan’s eyes grew moist.
"Clang..." Just as Tang Bufan and the others were about to be struck down by Tian Annan, with Han Yan also facing serious injury and ruined cultivation, the sound of a dragon’s roar pierced the air as a beam of Sword Light shot towards Tian Annan’s back.
Where the Sword Light passed, the very space seemed to tear open.
"Who goes there!" Tian Annan was seized by terror, forgetting about Han Yan and the others, he hastily spun to strike the source with a sword.
The sword aura clashed, exploding in a burst of silvery light, pushing Tian Annan back over ten paces before he could stabilize.
A serene, unperturbed figure gracefully descended, standing before Han Yan.
"Lan Feng!" Han Yan exclaimed in delight.
In an instant, all her worries and helplessness vanished like smoke.
(Ah, the male lead finally appeared, wowowow. Many have asked where I’m playing lately. I’ve recently arranged a meet-up with some author friends in the Maldives. I’ll be back home on the 26th.)
