The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 698 - 461. Empress Sets the World with One Sword (5k)_2

Yet as he was just a step away from the stream, he suddenly crashed into an invisible barrier.

"Bang!"

Zhao Douan exited his Water Escape state, his face turning grim as he looked at the Magic God approaching from behind.

The latter had a victorious expression, like a cat playing with a mouse: "If you have any other tricks, now’s the time to use them."

Zhao Douan’s heart stirred, and he said, "You’re probing me too, aren’t you? You’re worried I have a trump card strong enough to kill you, so you haven’t made the killing blow, trying to force me to reveal all my cards."

The Magic God did not deny it.

Zhao Douan sighed. In the world, the peak and half-step Celestial leader of the "Magic God Sect" were indeed not something he could handle now.

In a life-and-death crisis, even knowing the other’s intentions, he could only call for Pei Niannu in his heart.

However, just as the familiar descent aura began to appear, it was abruptly interrupted by some power.

Summoning failed!

Pei Niannu could not manifest in reality!

"There’s no need to try. The ’Martial God’ of the Yu Country’s royal family can descend and possess, so naturally, I have a way to counter it. Seems this was your last resort." The smile on the middle-aged magician’s lips widened.

In that moment, Zhao Douan actually felt a sense of "as expected." How could such a powerful half-step Celestial be unprepared?

Now the only choice seemed to be to crush the Transmission Jade in hand, but facing a magician who controls "space," can the transmission really escape? Would it be blocked? Or...

Even if he transmitted away, with his current unlucky state, would he... Zhao Douan suddenly felt no sense of resistance as he witnessed the death-dealing palm sent by the middle-aged magician, and slowly closed his eyes.

He prepared to make a last desperate struggle.

Yet just as his eyelids were about to close, Zhao Douan suddenly felt an inexplicable lightness, as if some force entangling him for over seven days had finally dissipated.

He saw a streak of golden light sweeping in from the horizon, like a golden meteor.

At first glance, it was far away on the horizon, but in a few blinks of an eye, it was already closer.

The golden light surged violently, encompassing a cold and otherworldly, dignified and majestic female figure descending from the dim gray clouds.

Zhao Douan widened his eyes in amazement, joyfully recognizing the figure:

She was beyond the description with any words of praise in the world.

Her skin was whiter than snow, her hair cascading down like a waterfall, and a faint golden seal mark shone brightly at the center of her brow, glaringly noticeable.

She wore white clothes, standing on an ancient sword.

The sword’s blade ripped through the air, its tip opening a conical Qi Shield, blocking the fierce winds, and leaving a gray-white turbulent stream trailing in the clouds, similar to the white line left behind when a plane flew through clouds in Zhao Douan’s past life.

In a blink, she was close to the ground, hovering in mid-air, her wrist made a turn, the sword underneath leaped up, and the hilt entered her hand. Her strikingly clear eyes coldly surveyed the Magic God below.

Emperor of Great Yu, Xu Zhenguan!

"Empress..."

The middle-aged Magic God turned his head in surprise, murmuring, and the color of calculation flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he seemed to understand something and sighed, "So it’s not meant to be."

He did not attempt to kill Zhao Douan because the moment the Empress arrived, an overwhelming invisible Qi Mechanism locked tightly onto the back of his heart. If he delayed even for half a breath, the Taia Sword would pierce through his heart, killing him then and there.

The "Magic God" didn’t hesitate, turning and embracing himself with both arms as layers upon layers of shadows appeared around him, as if countless versions of him overlapped at this moment.

At that instant, he hid himself behind many layers of spatial crevices.

"Those who offend the subjects of Yu Country shall die!"

Xu Zhenguan spoke with extraordinary coldness, and the moment she uttered the words, the celestial mechanisms within ten miles trembled. Heaven and earth were filled with sword Qi, she let go of the sword hilt with her snow-white fingers and formed a sword technique.

Her fingers traced a semicircle in the air, pulling the Taia Sword with the Qi Mechanism, it swept across the sky and earth, the vast forest, where every grass and tree was ready for battle.

"Go!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Xu Zhenguan pointed at the "Magic God" with ease, the Taia Sword swathed in pervasive killing intent, transformed into a streak of flowing light, illuminating this world for a moment.

"Boom!"

The sword blade broke the sound barrier, resembling a long rainbow, "nailing" the Magic God Sect Leader into the ground!

Zhao Douan was blown away by the wave, tumbling several times in the air before falling to the ground. By the time he stood up, dizzy, he saw a massive pit had formed in the forest ahead.

At the bottom of the pit was the Taia Sword embedded in the soil.

The pit’s bottom had no "Magic God," just a large torn gray robe and a big pool of bright red blood.

Did he escape? Even Zhenbao couldn’t hold him? Indeed, this guy might have truly approached being a "Fake Celestial," and Zhenbao was not a complete "Heavenly Human Realm" either... combined with his expertise in space magic, it’s genuinely hard to capture him.

As Zhao Douan’s thoughts flickered, he saw the Taia Sword at the bottom of the pit tremble, then it suddenly lifted itself up and returned to the hand of the Empress, who was as graceful as a goddess, and sheathed itself into the scabbard in her hand.

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Douan opened his mouth, "Why are you here? Isn’t it still far from Jianning Prefecture..."

Xu Zhenguan swept her Divine Sense over, confirming that her beloved dog was uninjured, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, and said, "We’ll talk about that later. How’s your situation here?"

Only then did Zhao Douan remember that Hai and the others were still battling at the back, so he quickly explained the situation.

Xu Zhenguan raised an eyebrow, grasped her sword with one hand and grabbed his belt with the other, ascending with him. Guided by Zhao Douan as he pointed the direction, they sped towards the forest area where the Magic God Sect had their base.