The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1217: One Sword Divine Realm VS Peak Divine King

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The Ice Phoenix was indeed not to be trifled with. She slowly narrowed her eyes and gathered the spiritual energy in the entire array. She pressed it against Beiting Huang and said in a voice that was as cold as ice, “Yan Ye? Is Yan Ye a name you can call? Hmph, what right does a mere ant have to call him by his name?”

This was a real fan! If it were someone else who was so protective of Yan Ye, Beiting Huang might be grateful. However, this woman in front of her was so protective of Yan Ye, making Beiting Huang feel disgusted. Immediately, she, who had always been very powerful, wanted to go up and fight her.

However, at this moment, Beiting Huang only had this thought, but she didn’t have the strength. The surging spiritual energy almost broke through the array formation and swept towards Beiting Huang. It was like a huge wave swept up by the gust above the sea. A single wave could crush Beiting Huang.

There was no way Beiting Huang would be forced to death by this damn woman. She already disliked this woman, and now that she wanted her life, how could she let it go? For the first time, she had the intention of killing this woman even if she had to die.

Divine power surged out of her body. The faint golden color was impossible to distinguish in the fog of the desert. Everything was enveloped in a layer of faint golden color. As a result, the Ice Phoenix did not expect Beiting Huang to not be a Spirit Master as she had imagined. She had not even realized that Beiting Huang was already a Divine Realm expert when Beiting Huang counterattacked.

Her divine power was like a giant python. After circling around Beiting Huang’s body, she raised her head high like a flood dragon charging into the Nine Heavens and collided head-on with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the array that the Ice Phoenix had mobilized.

BOOM!

The world seemed to tilt, and the entire desert trembled violently. The originally calm golden fog seemed to have been attacked by an earthquake, forming a huge mountain that pierced into the sky like a huge sword.

The sound was like tens of thousands of horses galloping at the same time, like two bolts of lightning colliding violently in the clouds, erupting with low rumbling sounds. It also made one’s eardrums turn numb and a sharp pain spread.

Guan Yang and the Green Concubine had already been ruthlessly thrown out by the force of Beiting Huang’s counterattack. The two of them were swept up by the force and passed through the faint golden spiritual energy layer in the desert. They fell to the Starry Crescent Plains passively and without any resistance. The two of them got up from the ground in a sorry state and saw the huge waves created by the collision of the two forces.

Both of their expressions turned serious at the same time and revealed a hint of horror. They believed that this young person was only a Spirit Master, but was he really a Spirit Master? Could an ordinary Spirit Master resist a peak Divine King like the Ice Phoenix? Could he resist the other party’s strength head-on?

The commotion here naturally alarmed the people in Yan City.

In the inner city of Yan City, in a huge and magnificent palace near the rolling mountains at the back, a man sat lazily on the upper seat with his hand on the armrest of a black-purple sandalwood chair. He closed his eyes slightly, and his dark purple eyeliner curled into an enchanting arc. A heavy purple color was dyed layer by layer by the side of his temples, and there was a majesty that was difficult to look at amidst the demonic aura.

His thick eyebrows were like a mountain, and his tall nose bridge was like a crabapple tree that stretched over the wall in the cold spring. His thin lips were pursed slightly, like a touch of pink dyed by cherry blossom petals falling, but it also revealed a coldness, making people not doubt this person’s ruthlessness.