Chapter 264: Trampling the Heavenly Dao Sect, Empress Beauty vs. Heavenly Dao Lord, Peak Showdown (2)
"Let it go. They were never supposed to be our enemies. Master chose the wrong path."
Ye Xueyi sighed lightly as she spoke.
Everyone looked at Yun Rong in disbelief.
Compared to others, this elder of the Heavenly Dao Sect carried far more weight.
"That's right. Senior Sister is now acting entirely for selfish reasons. None of you should have had to go through this."
Yun Rong nodded, affirming the Divine Maiden's words.
Their presence here was naturally to ease the conflict and prevent further clashes.
Many members of the righteous sects looked furious, realizing they had been betrayed.
But seeing their surroundings and hearing the Divine Maiden's words, their anger silently faded.
Nothing was more important than staying alive.
They weren't soldiers—they couldn't throw their lives away for a goal.
Especially when there wasn't even a hint of hope for victory.
The Heavenly Dao Lord and both leading figures hadn't stepped forward to lead. Were they supposed to fight to the death?
What a joke!
Risking their lives for the Heavenly Dao Lord clearly wasn't worth it.
Under the two women's calming presence, those who had planned small rebellions eventually gave up.
Fine, surrendering now was only a half-loss.
Even if it wasn't voluntary, it likely wouldn't draw harsh punishment.
And what of the two most trusted leaders?
It wasn't that they didn't want to take charge, but that powerful enemies had pinned them down.
Soldiers clash with soldiers, generals with generals.
Xuanxin and Master Yuqiong had already drawn their weapons and were engaged in fierce combat with the Fist Overlord and the Spear Overlord.
The aftermath of their battle whipped up violent winds, driving others to instinctively keep their distance.
At that moment, Su Qing stood on high ground, taking in the entire scene below.
The various sects wore different styles, mostly light in color.
But that pale hue was steadily being engulfed and divided by the black-clad army.
This meant... everything was progressing exactly as he had expected.
His eyes swept across the battlefield below, as he controlled this decisive war over half the realm.
Yet, there was not a trace of pride in the youth's expression.
The truly dangerous enemies hadn't been dealt with yet—what was there to be proud of?
Celebrating prematurely? That wasn't his style.
What truly needed planning was how to deal with those dangerous individuals next.
His shifting expression didn't escape someone nearby.
Princess Consort watched the youth's focused face, a trace of dread flickering deep in her eyes.
She acted impeccably on the surface, but that didn't mean she had fully submitted.
At the end of the day, this was just a transaction.
When it ended, would they become enemies again?
This snake-hearted queen had thought she feared no one.
But upon seeing this youth, she couldn't help but feel a sliver of fear.
She had never gained the upper hand against him.
He always saw right through her, while she couldn't even gauge his limits!
Especially now...
A normal young man would be beaming after orchestrating such a battle.
But him?
Not even slightly relaxed. On the contrary, he was thinking ahead.
Everyone knows the saying "be humble in victory, persevere in defeat," but how many can actually live by it?
If there were a threat index, his would be skyrocketing in this queen's heart.
If he ever opposed the future sovereign, what kind of impact would that cause?
Just the thought sent chills down her spine.
No—she had to find a way to deal with this!
But unlike before, she no longer wanted to eliminate him.
It wasn't a calculated decision. The idea simply never crossed her mind.
What the queen now wanted was to win him over, to make him a friend, not an enemy.
Thinking carefully about his weaknesses—he didn't care for wealth or power, but he had a weakness for beauty.
That much was certain. Just look at how many women surrounded him now.
If she and the sovereign joined forces, they might actually be able to capture him.
That idea in her heart was growing more and more enticing.
Su Qing had no idea what she was thinking.
Since things here were basically wrapped up, it was time to move to the next scene.
Within the Heavenly Dao Sect.
Ordinary disciples, elders, even some sect leaders had surrendered.
And the battle-capable heads were all tied up with powerful opponents, unable to break free.
As for the Heavenly Dao Lord—she still hadn't shown herself.
Before Connecting Heaven Peak.
A curvy figure stood silently, as if waiting for a long time.
She wore a light cyan Daoist robe, her entire presence seemingly one with the heavens.
But contrasting that was her incredibly full and perfect figure.
Her luscious, ripe-peach-like body shimmered faintly beneath the sheer robe.
And that mature, stunning face was calm, but carried an untouchable holiness.
An angelic face and a devilish figure—there was no more fitting description for her.
The Heavenly Dao Lord.
Wherever she appeared, she became the center of attention.
No one would dare harbor wicked thoughts; what they felt was reverence.
But now, standing before her, was a figure that matched her in every way.
At a glance, this woman inspired worship.
She wore a plain outfit, yet her explosive, perfect curves were fully on display.
The long, beautiful legs had a shape that would leave most women ashamed.
Her stunning face carried an aura of pressure and authority that made it hard for others to look her in the eye.
She was completely unfazed by the Heavenly Dao Lord's holy presence, her gaze cutting like a blade.
The Empress had entered serious mode.
Just her eyes alone could send shivers through the minds of the weak-willed.
Heavenly Dao Lord vs. Empress Beauty.
Two unmatched beauties, finally face to face.
"You finally came."