"My second brother and I were just about to head over when we heard that the two women Ye Xingchen brought were very powerful. We'll take care of them." Jin Yong'an said, "Big brother, leave this to us. You stay in the city and guard it. Only in this way will the city remain peaceful and everyone can feel at ease."
Jin Zhihuan nodded slowly and patted his two brothers on the shoulders: "Okay, go ahead."
The two nodded, leaped down from the city wall, and rushed towards Giant Spirit Peak.
After repelling a group of people, Si Qianyu sat back down in the pavilion.
She closed her eyes and meditated, entering a state of transcendence.
But just then, the branch beside her twitched slightly.
Si Qianyu suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the ten-mile plank road.
In the distance along the plank road, a figure could be seen slowly walking towards them.
Although his speed seemed slow, it was actually extremely fast. In just a few whooshes, he had reached the end of the ten-mile plank road.
This man had a fair complexion, and although his hair was gray and he looked old, he still had a touch of feminine charm. He was none other than Jin Yong'an, the third city lord of Jinluo City.
"Your name is Si Qianyu?" Jin Yong'an frowned slightly as he looked at the nearly one hundred corpses lying haphazardly in front of him.
The woman before me is no ordinary person; she exudes a chilling killing intent, a testament to her past.
"I am Si Qianyu." Si Qianyu slowly stood up. She walked out of the pavilion and stopped in front of a pile of corpses: "Jin Yong'an, the third city lord of Jinluo City?"
“That’s right, it’s me.” Jin Yong’an stared at Si Qianyu for a long time before his gaze finally fell on the two swords, Bichen and Qijie, hanging at Si Qianyu’s waist.
"Are you from the Three Thousand Towers?" Jin Yong'an frowned, and his tone changed in an instant.
“It used to be,” Si Qianyu said calmly, “but it isn’t now.”
"How is the Three Thousand Tower doing now? How is your tower master, Miao Yue?" Jin Yong'an asked.
As he spoke, there was a hint of anticipation in his expression; it seemed that he and Miao Yue of the Three Thousand Towers had a special relationship.
"The Three Thousand Pavilion no longer exists. A year ago, the man on Giant Spirit Peak also cleaved the solitary peak of the Three Thousand Misty Rain Pavilion with a single sword strike. Miao Yue, the master of the Three Thousand Pavilion, and his disciples fell into the Cliff of No Stream and died together," Si Qianyu said calmly.
"She... is dead? The Three Thousand Towers have been destroyed?" Jin Yong'an's eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.
“Yes, she’s dead, and the Three Thousand Towers are destroyed. The Three Thousand Towers no longer exists in this world,” Si Qianyu said calmly.
Jin Yong'an clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking all over his body, and at the same time, a captivating light shone from his pupils.
He and Miao Yue were indeed old acquaintances.
Moreover, the two had made a lifelong vow when they were young, but later his fate was full of hardships and he lost 90% of his life.
If he hadn't accidentally entered Jinluo City, he would probably be dead by now.
He once said that when he achieved fame and success, he would go back to marry her. However, she did not live to see that day. Instead, she received the news that he had entered Jinluo City, been given the surname Jin, and had his male genitals destroyed in order to cultivate the Rootless Sutra.
She got married, later entered the Three Thousand Towers, became its master, and also became a ruthless female demon.
He knew that it was all because of him; the misunderstanding between them would never have a chance to be cleared up.
"Good, very good." Jin Yong'an laughed, his laughter growing increasingly arrogant: "Ye Xingchen killed her, didn't he?"
"Then I'll kill you first, then rush up Giant Spirit Peak, kill Ye Xingchen, and avenge her..."
Crack, crack... Jin Yong'an's joints seemed to burst as he slowly took a step forward. Crack, the hard granite beneath his feet shattered.
In that instant, his body almost transformed into steel and iron, shining as if coated with gold dust.
"The Golden Body of Wuji?" Si Qianyu looked at him in surprise.
Jin Yong'an practiced the Rootless Sutra and comprehended the Body of No Tranquility from it. The Body of No Tranquility is similar to the indestructible body of Vajra. When it is perfected, the whole body is like copper skin and iron bones.
“Little girl, you are at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. As an assassin from the Three Thousand Towers, the Celestial Phenomenon Realm will further enhance your strength.” Jin Yong’an stared coldly at Si Qianyu: “But you are ultimately just someone who has recently broken through to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. The Formless Dust Realm is still a realm below mine.”
"Surrender and I'll spare your life; otherwise, once I open my Triple Realm and enter berserk mode, I'll tear you to shreds."
"Thank you for the reminder. You've already reached the Netherworld Realm and the second level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. Compared to you, I am indeed a bit lacking." Si Qianyu smiled slightly. "But martial arts have their own rules. A higher realm doesn't necessarily mean greater strength."
"Then you can try. I hope your mouth will still be this stubborn when I tear you to pieces later." Jin Yong'an stared coldly at Si Qianyu, then shouted.
He stretched out his right hand, and an enormous fist struck towards Si Qianyu.
His fist was twice the size of a normal fist, and it radiated a golden light, making it incredibly powerful.
Si Qianyu took a step forward and struck out with her right palm to meet the opponent's fist.
A sound like a golden bell being struck rang out, and a golden light appeared out of thin air. Si Qianyu's figure swayed and he took several steps back.
Jin Yong'an, however, did not retreat but counterattack, letting out a loud shout and launching another heavy punch.
With a flick of his right hand, Si Qianyu unleashed countless hidden weapons that transformed into streaks of light and hurtled away.
Golden light filled the sky. At Si Qianyu's level, her hidden weapons had reached their peak. Everything in front of her could be used as a weapon, and she had reached the point of being able to control them at will.
Her figure moved about, flitting about like a butterfly among flowers, while waves of light, like a storm, attacked Jin Yong'an.
However, Jin Yong'an's body was covered with a layer of gold powder, making him look like a golden Arhat. Even though these hidden weapons had transcended the existence of hidden weapons, they were still bounced back by Jin Yong'an's copper-skinned and iron-boned body.
Whoosh, another punch landed, tearing through the void and heading straight for Si Qianyu.
Si Qianyu quickly retreated, leaping forward and striking out with a palm. Then, she reached for her waist with both hands, unleashing Bichen and Qijie simultaneously, attacking Jin Yong'an...
The battle was raging on the Ten-Mile Plank Road, and the situation at Falling Feather Slope was equally dire.
Jin Wenhong's strength is at the early stage of the Heavenly Fate Profound Realm, which is one realm higher than Jin Yong'an's.
Su Ruochu had only recently entered the Celestial Realm, so his strength was equivalent to being two realms higher than Su Ruochu's.
Su Ruochu unleashed her full power, displaying both Confucian and Buddhist qualities. Golden light surged from her entire body, and the protective Buddhist light shielded her from many attacks.
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