# Chapter 839: Sky-Covering Murderous Intent
Their heart-pounding aura, the power that forced both Sacred Masters back simultaneously—Huangji Wuyu, Qu Fengyi, and Ye Meixie were all stunned. What's more, this aura clearly did not belong to Xuanyuan Wentian... When did the Tian Xuan Continent produce such a figure?
They saw the colorfully dressed girl floating down from the sky and froze in place.
A young girl?
For an instant, the shadow of Mo Li flashed before their eyes, causing their souls to shudder violently. However, although this colorfully dressed young girl's aura was soul-shaking, it was completely unlike Mo Li's absolute dominance—that terrifying presence that made them feel as insignificant as ants. But the fact that she could exert such psychological pressure on them meant her strength was clearly on the same level as theirs.
Yet as the three Sacred Masters who looked down upon the entire Tian Xuan Continent, they had never seen this colorfully dressed girl before, and had never known that such a being existed—one who could possibly match them.
They truly had never seen this colorfully dressed girl... because she did not belong to the Tian Xuan Continent, but came from the distant Huan Yao Realm.
Xiao Yaohou!
After capturing Ming Wang and eliminating the greatest threat, during the process of purging the Yao Huang City, Xiao Yaohou had detected the eyes and ears that Supreme Sea Palace and Tianwei Sword Domain had planted in Yao Huang City a century ago. From this, she inferred that Supreme Sea Palace and Tianwei Sword Domain likely knew about the dramatic changes in the Huan Yao Realm's power structure. This meant that Yun Che, who had returned to the Tian Xuan Continent, would be in immense danger.
Worried about Yun Che's safety, as soon as the Duankong Ring recovered its power, she came alone to the Tian Xuan Continent. Following the trail of the Golden Crow bloodline, she finally located Yun Che—only to see him covered in blood, half his body already submerged in the abyss of death.
"Little girl, who are you? We don't seem to know each other. Why did you attack us?" Huangji Wuyu stepped forward, a faint smile on his face, his tone quite calm.
Xiao Yaohou descended, paying absolutely no attention to Huangji Wuyu. She extended her snow-white hand and gently pressed it against Yun Che's brow, not moving it away for a long time.
"Little sister... who are you?" Feng Xue'er asked somewhat dazedly, not stopping Xiao Yaohou from approaching or touching Yun Che.
The girl so close at hand had a delicacy that bordered on unreal beauty. Yet on such a face—one that could make even the sun and moon envious—was an expression of bone-chilling coldness. She showed no reaction to Feng Xue'er's question, her gaze fixed on Yun Che's blood-soaked body with its shattered internal organs. Her cold expression and gaze showed no change or fluctuation whatsoever. But Feng Xue'er noticed that the small hand touching Yun Che's forehead, with its gently gathered jade-like fingers, seemed to tremble slightly.
*Bang!*
A golden flame burst from Xiao Yaohou's fingertip, igniting the Golden Crow mark between Yun Che's brows. However, the flame imprint—usually dazzling to the point of hurting the eyes—was now dark and dim.
Xiao Yaohou's brow furrowed slightly. Her finger pressed against his Golden Crow mark as vast amounts of profound energy poured unreservedly into his body. Soon, a faint golden light began to glow on Yun Che's body surface.
The three—Huangji Wuyu, Qu Fengyi, and Ye Meixie—exchanged glances, brows tightening. This little girl, radiating extreme strangeness, was clearly acquainted with Yun Che. Yet she was using all her power trying to heal a dead man... truly laughable.
"Little girl," Huangji Wuyu spoke again, "though I'm very curious who you are, the dead man at your feet is far more important to us. I advise you to leave immediately and not bring unnecessary disaster upon yourself because of a corpse."
"Hmph. Especially if you provoke the three most unprovokable beings in this world," Ye Meixie added lightly.
The flame at Xiao Yaohou's fingertip went out.
Slowly, she turned around. A murderous intent seemingly from ten thousand layers of hell instantly filled the space between heaven and earth. The broken clouds above stopped moving. The mountain wind stilled. Flying sand and withered leaves all froze in midair, as endless bone-piercing cold sealed everything in the world.
The three's expressions immediately changed. The formidable aura radiating from the colorfully dressed girl had made Huangji Wuyu, after weighing the situation, choose to persuade her to leave. But now, she suddenly erupted with such terrifying killing intent.
Her gaze remained calm and dark, as if she would never experience emotional fluctuations. Yet this sky-covering, bone-piercing killing intent clearly meant she would stop at nothing to tear them into pieces and grind their bones to ash!
"Interesting. Hmph. Her aura is indeed astonishing enough. But unfortunately, she doesn't know who she's facing," Ye Meixie sneered.
Xiao Yaohou's figure flickered, instantly appearing before the three. Her slender arm slowly raised, and the temperature of the entire world began skyrocketing at a terrifying speed.
"I'll deal with her." Qu Fengyi stepped forward one pace, brows lowered, and said, "You two go seize Yun Che's corpse first. It's best to also restrain Feng Xue'er. Yun Che very likely handed the Lunhui Jing to Feng Xue'er before he died."
"Don't be careless," Huangji Wuyu warned in a low voice. "This little girl is very unusual. Forcing both of you back just now was no simple coincidence."
"UN... FORGIVABLE... SIN!!"
Xiao Yaohou finally spoke. Four words, each piercing through the heart. The air had become scorching hot, but cold chills ran down the spines of Huangji Wuyu, Qu Fengyi, and Ye Meixie.
"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!"
Qu Fengyi's brows sank as she softly intoned. Without moving her body, purple light flashed around her. Above the clear sky, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted. Countless bolts of lightning slashed through the void, shrieking as they converged high in the purple-dyed sky. In the blink of an eye, they formed a massive thunder dragon over three hundred feet long. Its huge claws reached out from the purple lightning, surrounded by crackling arcs—each one violently twisting space itself.
"It seems Qu Fengyi isn't underestimating that little girl after all. She's directly using the 'Thunder Beast,'" Huangji Wuyu murmured.
The so-called "Thunder Beast" was not a real dragon, but the highest level of Supreme Sea Palace's core profound art—"Transforming Thunder into Beast."
On the Tian Xuan Continent, being able to generate even the lowest grade thunder spirit with one's own power was considered master-level skill. But at Qu Fengyi's level, she could condense this terrifyingly magnificent Thunder Beast!
*Rooooar!*
The dreadful roar shook heaven and earth. Two massive dragon claws descended upon Xiao Yaohou with earth-shattering thunderclaps.
"Ah! Be careful!" Feng Xue'er cried out, carrying Yun Che as she retreated.
For ordinary profound practitioners, witnessing a Thunder Beast—the highest level of lightning-based profound arts—was a lifetime wish. Its power was unimaginable to normal practitioners; even its mere aura was enough to instantly shatter one's soul.
As the Sea Emperor, Qu Fengyi was long accustomed to looking down upon the world. But though her posture was arrogant, she was no reckless fool. Facing Xiao Yaohou's decidedly unusual aura, she did not underestimate her. Her first move used the highest level of lightning law.
As the Thunder Beast descended, Qu Fengyi's body also turned into a purple bolt of lightning, charging toward Xiao Yaohou. Nineteen days ago at Supreme Sea Palace, under Mo Li's shadow, they had cowered and sworn never again to oppose Yun Che, with countless Tian Xuan experts present. Thus, today's seizure of the Lunhui Jing was not something they wanted to attract attention to. She struck with the Thunder Beast to eliminate this unexpected obstacle in an instant.
The thunder dragon in the sky crashed down with the terrifying momentum of an apocalypse. But Qu Fengyi, charging toward Xiao Yaohou, suddenly noticed that the girl hadn't even looked up at the thunder dragon. Her dark pupils stared at Qu Fengyi without any fluctuation—a faint gaze like a star flashing on and off.
Qu Fengyi's heart chilled.
Xiao Yaohou raised her palm, and Golden Crow Flame exploded across the sky... In an instant, the world within Qu Fengyi's vision turned into a sea of pale golden fire.
Seeing the flames suddenly erupt before her, her entire body's meridians convulsed before she could even feel the heat. A strange sense of fear arose in her heart... Fear was something she had experienced only twice in a thousand years—once nineteen days ago at the Sea God's Platform. This time, though not as intense as before, it was genuine fear.
Because instinct told her that these flames were more terrifying than any fire she had ever seen in her life—enough to incinerate even her, a being at the world's pinnacle, into ash.
Qu Fengyi halted her advance, her gestures changing rapidly. The power originally meant to strike Xiao Yaohou was converted into defensive force in the shortest possible time, forming a massive lightning profound array.
*Boom!*
The golden flames slammed into the lightning profound array Qu Fengyi had hastily erected. With a piercing screech, the vast lightning energy began to dissipate as if devoured by a savage beast. In an instant, more than half melted away, startling Qu Fengyi into a drastic change of expression as purple light flickered all over her body and she retreated rapidly.
Xiao Yaohou's figure remained motionless. Her outstretched palm then gently turned upward. Another ball of flame exploded in the sky. From afar, it looked like another golden sun had suddenly appeared in the high sky.
And this "sun" swallowed the Thunder Beast Qu Fengyi had condensed with the highest level of lightning law.
*Rooooar!*
The Thunder Beast's roar became violent. But the next instant, the roar turned into a wail as the golden flames effortlessly penetrated its body, which contained terrifying lightning profound energy. It struggled in agony. Within just two breaths, its huge dragon claws shattered in midair within the golden fire... As Xiao Yaohou changed her gesture again, the flames coiled around the thunder dragon surged higher, completely engulfing it. Not a trace of purple light remained.
It had completely turned into a twisting, writhing fire dragon.
As Qu Fengyi charged toward Xiao Yaohou, Huangji Wuyu and Ye Meixie had also prepared to seize Yun Che's corpse. But before they could even turn, the scene before them had already shocked them, their expressions changing dramatically.
*Boom!*
A dull, heavy explosion. The fire dragon in the sky burst apart, scattering into fragments of flame across the heavens. Not a single trace of lightning remained. The golden flame that had struck Qu Fengyi was completely neutralized by her. She retreated to Huangji Wuyu and Ye Meixie's side, her face extremely ugly. The other two's expressions also darkened. They could no longer smile.
This suddenly appeared colorfully dressed girl—they had sensed she was far from ordinary. They had even "overestimated" her, from her ability to repel the two Sacred Masters, as someone whose strength might possibly match their own level.
They had never dreamed that Qu Fengyi would be so completely overwhelmed in their exchange.
And Qu Fengyi had essentially used her full power... while the other party, from beginning to end, hadn't even moved from her original position.
"You... who exactly are you?" Qu Fengyi's chest heaved. Her eyes, expression, and tone had all become completely different from before.
"..." Xiao Yaohou's only answer was sky-covering killing intent and a sun-obscuring sea of fire.
*Boom!*
For thirty miles, the sky instantly transformed into an ocean of flame, engulfing the three Sacred Masters in a merciless inferno. The forests below completely vanished—not even a spark ignited. They were directly melted into ash in an instant, and then turned into nothingness the next moment.
The three Sacred Masters looked up, their faces all sinking. Qu Fengyi said in a low voice, "It seems we won't get her identity. Alone, I might very well not be her match. It seems I may have to join forces with one of you."
Two Sacred Masters joining forces against an enemy—in their lifetimes, except for Ye Mufeng back in the day, this had never happened.
"There's no need for just two of us to join forces." Huangji Wuyu raised his eyes, speaking calmly. "All three of us... attack together!"
In his heart, an extremely terrifying feeling had already begun to arise.
Because as the colorfully dressed girl's killing intent was released, the weight of oppression she gave him... seemed no less than that of Ye Mufeng back then!
Feng Xue'er retreated far away while carrying Yun Che, but she didn't go too far. The sky had turned into a sea of fire, yet she and Yun Che were not enveloped by the inferno's aura. She stared blankly at the flames in the sky for a while. An unfamiliar but strong tremor stirred in her bloodline.
This aura... Brother Yun's Golden Crow Flame...
Could it be...
She is...
Xiao Yaohou?
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*[PS: There will definitely be young readers asking why the three Sacred Masters, having fought against the Huan Yao Realm, didn't recognize Xiao Yaohou's Golden Crow Flame. Very simple: the Golden Crow Flame they knew was the same crimson color as Phoenix Flame. Xiao Yaohou is the only person in history whose Golden Crow Flame has reached a (pale) golden color. So those three pieces of trash didn't immediately make the connection to Golden Crow Flame.]*