Chapter 173

Chapter 173: The Cowardly Two Heavenly Emperors

Yuan Qi and Feng Rong, caught off guard while forming hand seals, staggered and crouched with palms against the ground as oppressive force intensified around them.

"Divine artifacts aren’t mortal objects and shouldn’t remain in the human world," Yongqing declared with smug assurance. "Mortal girl, even with Divine Clan allies helping you seize these artifacts temporarily, they’ll ultimately bring calamity. Hand them over now to spare us from enforcing lower realm security."

"Bullshit!" Feng Rong’s temper flared as he strained against the heavenly Pressure, itching to strike these fools. Did these idiot Heavenly Emperors truly think their paltry celestial might could restrain him?

You You yanked him backward by the collar. "My turn."

Though Feng Rong wanted to argue, something in her steel-edged gaze made him retreat.

She rose slowly, her fury cooling to lethal calm as she glanced at Ning Rui writhing on the ground. Her hands clenched like storm clouds gathering.

"Divine artifacts…" You You chuckled humorlessly, sweeping her impassive gaze across the three figures in the Pillars of Light. Their smugness faltered under her stare, primal dread coiling in their guts. "You want this garbage?"

Six glowing artifacts flew from her storage bag, their divine power repelling surrounding celestial energy. The trio gaped – especially Yongqing, whose eyes bulged with naked greed.

Snatching a bell-shaped artifact, You You drawled, "Just trinkets I picked up. I’d give them to someone pleasant…" Her voice turned arctic. "…but you repulse me. Want them? Denied."

CRACK. The artifact disintegrated in her fist.

"STOP!" Yongqing screamed as she reached for another. He unleashed triple-layered heavenly Pressure, but You You stood unaffected – not even her hair moved.

Instead, cataclysmic energy erupted from her, blasting back their assault with world-ending force. The Pillars of Light trembled as the emperors barely kept their footing.

"You know what I hate?" You You materialized a low-grade Spirit Sword, power cascading around her in waves. "People bullying my brothers in front of me. Think the Zhen Yan Sect’s leader is decoration?!"

She flashed before the quaking pillars. Mentally sorting skills, she bypassed defensive options – Ning Rui needed aid, but first, these clowns required humbling.

The move came to her – Opening the Sect.

Reality itself seemed to fracture as sword energy erupted. She leveled her blade and shouted the activation phrase:

"Call me Grandpa, and I’ll forgive you!"

Dead silence.

Then came the wave – not water, but countless sword shadows blotting the sky. Behind them, a mountain phantom shielded her allies while the tsunami of blades advanced.

"It’s fine!" Yongqing lied through chattering teeth. "Pillars of Light embody Heavenly Dao! None can breach…"

CRUNCH. The golden pillars shattered like glass.

Sword shadows shredded Yongqing’s defenses first. The Third Heavenly Emperor fell next, blood spraying from a hundred cuts. As the blades turned toward the Second Emperor, he dropped like a sack of rice and bellowed:

"GRANDPA!"

The sword wave froze mid-air.

Bleeding Yongqing: "…"

Half-dead Third Emperor: "…"

Allies: "…"

The Second Emperor’s knees stayed planted as the suspended blades hummed above him. Somewhere, a cricket chirped.