Immortal of the Ages

At last, it was the third and final round, from the top 16 to the top 8.

In this group, the War Princess and Yan Feixue were indeed the last two standing.

Strikingly, Yan Feixue's two sisters were Sword Immortals of the Ice Lineage and Sea Lineage, but she herself shared the same lineage as Feng Yao.

Both were of the Snow Lineage!

Even more coincidental was that Yan Feixue's master was none other than today's presiding Valkyrie Queen Cang Xue!

None of the three Divas had taken disciples. So, the pairing of a 7-Star Valkyrie Queen talent and a legitimate Valkyrie Queen was considered the pinnacle of master-disciple relationships at Harmony Divine Palace, the envy of all.

The final round of the selection for the Grand Assembly of Myriad Sects was set to begin as scheduled.

Feng Yao and Yan Feixue, the first pair in the combat sequence, stepped into the fighting stage under the declaration of Valkyrie Queen Cang Xue.

The confrontation between these two diverse and devilishly beautiful Immortal combatants immediately captured everyone's attention!

"Yan Feixue is already in the Establishment Third Baptism Realm, just one step away from becoming a Samsara Disciple. If Feng Yao can still stand against her, she can essentially go toe-to-toe with people a whole realm above her!"

"The chances are slim!"

"Yan Feixue herself is also able to fight above her level. Who could possibly leap over her by a whole realm?"

According to the common sense of this world, this was an impossible feat. So, this battle drew all eyes. What were the limits of this 9-Star prodigy in combat? Everyone was curious!

The fighting stage had become an icy vortex at that moment, with Feng Yao and Yan Feixue at its center, drawn in by the storm, their dresses fluttering.

To be precise, only Yan Feixue's long dress billowed about, since Feng Yao's attire, being more fitted, hardly stirred. Only her long hair flew about!

Yan Feixue, beautiful as a snow goddess, her eyes frosty, stared at the War Princess and said, "Feng Yao, even though I know you are a 9-Star talent with a grand future, it's still too early for you to attend the Grand Assembly of Myriad Sects. So, I will not hold back. I will fight with all my might to earn the glory for Harmony Divine Palace."

"No need for courtesies, the selection is fair. Age does not matter here; strength is what we honor," Feng Yao declared.

"Well said!" Yan Feixue nodded, her eyes ablaze with a fiercer spirit. The three types of tribulation power erupted from her, and though they were two at the Defying Heaven grade and one at the Sealing Heaven grade—lesser in quality compared to Feng Yao's—her cultivation surpassed Feng Yao by six stages, vast as the deep sea, still possessing a wild, oppressive power.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The three calamities converged behind her, linking with the Corona, which then transformed spectacularly, evolving from a simple halo into an ice-blue phoenix of snow!

BUZZ! Above her, the ice phoenix spread its wings, letting out a chilling cry that swept a frosty air across the fighting platform, plummeting the temperature. The entire surroundings were plunged into a snowy realm.

"How fitting!" Feng Yao's fighting spirit surged. At last, a worthy challenge had appeared.

Even Yan Feixue's Corona served a similar function as hers. And her cultivation was just slightly above the threshold Feng Yao could challenge.

So, Feng Yao wasn’t certain of victory!

"Yan Feixue is strong…"

"We of the human race are after all the orthodox..."

No sooner had Yan Feixue demonstrated her power than some skeptics sneered.

BUZZ! Amidst their murmuring support, Yan Feixue pointed a delicate finger, and at the center of her brow, an ice-blue Life Sigil emerged in her palm, depicting a phoenix as well. It contained 350 Rune Prisons. Countless Runes formed miniature arrays within, making this Life Sigil a congregation of 350 worlds of snow and ice!

At that moment, Yan Feixue's face was a mask of frost, like a goddess born of the snow.

"Snow Phoenix Sigil!"

"Truly a Life Sigil of the Burying Heaven grade!"

"Impressive…"

Murmurs, hushed and tactful, tinged with a hint of distaste, floated through the air.

Yan Feixue was utterly absorbed in the atmosphere of the battle!

"Feng Yao, do you plan to fight me like an Inscription Immortal too?" she asked, her gaze cool as she looked up at the War Princess.

Her question stemmed from the fact that Feng Yao had defeated her younger sister with the sword and overcame her older sister in close combat.

Feng Yao responded nonchalantly, "No, not anymore."

"Oh? I thought you might," Yan Feixue chuckled lightly.

Feng Yao tilted her head, gazing down from her lofty height with a hint of disdain.

"My apologies."

Such a gaze was unbearable for Yan Feixue. She moved! The Ice Phoenix Corona flapped its wings, soaring high and then swooping down!

Holding the Snow Phoenix Sigil in her hand, she used it as an amplifier for her celestial techniques. As the three types of tribulation power poured into the Life Sigil, it surged with divine light, unleashing a tumultuous tide of snow, like an avalanche, thundering resoundingly.

"What a presence!" Feng Yao watched, her brows slightly furrowed.

The clash between the two was like a dragon battling a phoenix!

Just when everyone thought Feng Yao, known for her fierce style, would continue as in her previous battles and meet Yan Feixue head-on…

A sharp shift caught everyone off guard as the 9-Star prodigy suddenly retreated!

"In a battle of geniuses, the struggle for dominance is key. Once you retreat, your momentum dissipates!" That was the instant conclusion drawn by the observing Valkyries, Valkyrie Princesses, and even Valkyrie Queens.

Yan Feixue advanced like a snow phoenix alongside an avalanche, her onslaught as relentless as a blizzard's fury.

Meanwhile, the War Princess, despite her larger delicate frame, was retreating alone towards the corner of the fighting platform. In terms of momentum, she was clearly overwhelmed.

Suddenly, Yan Feixue's name resonated more prominently around the Peak of Heavenly Nymphs.

The shouts of support for her were loud, though perhaps these women were still coming to terms with respecting a Yin Devil...

This was their moment of relief.

To them, Feng Yao's retreat, albeit graceful, was a sight of weakness. The only impressive aspect seemed to be her poised and dashing retreat.

Her long legs stepped back and then, in a couple of strides, she leapt into the air!

Before the onslaught of the blizzard, her long arms and legs stretched out fully—undeniably a display of powerful beauty.

Many women paused, their thoughts interrupted by the sight of her. In such a graceful display, Feng Yao arched like a sinuous snake through the air—what was she intending to do?

In the next instant, the answer was nearly upon them.

Her left hand suddenly vibrated with a dark radiance. Black demonic scales and sharp fangs rapidly coalesced, forming a long black war bow. This bow, majestic and massive, featured a blood-red eye at its center. Its edges were sharply defined, its demonic aura overwhelming, and its ferocity startling, like a bloodthirsty black beast!

As this black war bow materialized, Feng Yao's right hand also gathered a bloody light, swiftly producing a blood-red arrow, densely patterned with bloody marks and equally surging with a ferocious demonic aura.

She retreated backward, soaring into the sky, her body gracefully extended. With a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, she pulled the bowstring taut in an instant, her posture transcendent. Even from the air, she seemed to surge into the heavens, dazzling all around.

"Heaven Devourer Bow? Heaven Devourer Arrow?"

"Those are Upper Swallowing Heaven grade celestial weapons!"

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