Chapter 489 465: The One I'm Taking Down Is You, Pei Yuhang

Ji Shenyun descended from the sky, her immaculate, jade-white toes gently touching down on the stone slabs in front of the Prince Ning's Mansion, stirring up a small ring of dust.

She lifted her gaze slightly, her pitch-black eyes as deep and unfathomable as a cold pool.

"Pei Yuhang, are you hiding in here?"

"How ridiculous. You have no Cultivation left—you're just a mortal. What's the point of hiding here all alone?"

With a light wave of her slender hand, the sealed, dust-covered main gate of the Prince Ning's Mansion swung open without a sound.

Ji Shenyun strode forward on her long, proud legs, walking slowly into the depths of the Prince Ning's Mansion, which was dilapidated and filled with the stench of decay.

"Pei Yuhang, stop hiding! Come on out!"

"Is this how you Sword Immortals of the Human Race wield your blades in later generations? All sneaking around? Truly, each generation is worse than the last."

A silver lock of hair by her ear swayed in the breeze. Ji Shenyun turned her head to look deep into the covered walkway, a flicker of amusement, like a cat toying with a mouse, in her eyes.

"You can't hide for much longer~"

"I'm curious to see what's so different about the man who utterly bewitched that worthless, inferior descendant of the Asura Race."

Ji Shenyun's crimson tongue slowly slid across her thin lips, her narrow, phoenix-like eyes glinting with cruel excitement.

"I've always enjoyed collecting rare artifacts. Once I completely possess your disciple's body, I will refine you into a Human Puppet and add you, the most handsome man in the world, to my collection. Hahaha~"

Laughing boisterously, Ji Shenyun finally arrived in the most spacious courtyard of the Prince Ning's Mansion.

The several towering, ancient trees planted in the courtyard had all withered away. A thick carpet of dry, yellow leaves covered the bluestone slabs in layer upon layer.

CRUNCH—

A few leaves shattered underfoot.

Ji Shenyun looked down. Through the crushed leaves, she saw a longsword gleaming with a cold light.

WHOOSH—!!

An inexplicable gale howled, covering the entire courtyard.

The sky filled with dead leaves, which rose into the air as if from nowhere, revealing the menacingly sharp swords beneath them.

Ji Shenyun snapped her head up. The gale threw back her silver hair, revealing her instantly sullen face. Through the swirling curtain of fallen leaves, she clearly saw Pei Yuhang standing across from her, sword in hand.

"You can still use Spiritual Qi... Heh, I underestimated you."

Dressed in white robes, Pei Yuhang slowly lifted his gaze. The glint in his eyes was as cold as ice.

His long, slender fingers gently stroked the body of the sword as he spoke, his voice low and chilling:

"Ji Shenyun, you exhausted ten percent of your Spiritual Qi reserves in the Imperial Palace. Now that you've set foot in this Prince Ning's Mansion, I have cut it off from the destiny of the Zhao Kingdom, weakening you by another twenty percent. The Golden Sun Divine Seal within your body suppresses you further, draining another thirty percent of your energy.

Today, I will surely slay you!"

The moment Pei Yuhang finished speaking, countless swords of refined iron erupted from the ground. They moved like majestic, soaring dragons, yet also like a nimble, ever-shifting school of fish, sweeping toward Ji Shenyun in an overwhelming tide.

"Is that all? The power of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Even weakened, I am infinitesimally close to the Golden Core realm. How could you possibly defeat me?"

She threw a seemingly casual punch, and the air in its path shrieked with a deafening crack.

Black Gold Demon Qi coiled around her slender wrists. Wherever it passed, it corroded the Cold Light Sword Edges raining down on her, turning them into wisps of green smoke.

After tearing through Pei Yuhang's first wave of attacks with a single punch, the flames of battle lust danced in Ji Shenyun's eyes, and the smile on her lips grew ever more brazen.

But Pei Yuhang's expression remained steady, completely unaffected by Ji Shenyun's terrifying power. His hands formed hand seals so quickly they left behind afterimages.

The countless longswords in the Sword Array hummed, shifting in the blink of an eye through hundreds, even thousands of different array formations, launching attacks on Ji Shenyun in relentless waves.

Even as Ji Shenyun shattered every sword in the courtyard, he remained perfectly composed.

His supply of swords was inexhaustible, endless.

Because nearly every sword in the entire Capital City was hidden here, in the Prince Ning's Mansion!

As long as Pei Yuhang had enough Spiritual Qi, he could command them all at will!

"Hahaha!"

Ji Shenyun suddenly threw her head back and laughed, her silver hair whipping about wildly in the gale.

Her eyes glinted with a crazed light as she licked her lips. "You humans love playing with these clever little tricks—your Magical Weapons, your Spirit Treasures... Before the naturally noble bloodline and Physique of the Asura Race, they're nothing but fragile toys!"

She watched the sword light dancing through the sky, the excitement in her beautiful eyes intensifying. Her slender neck arched back slightly, her expression one of near ecstasy.

The Asura Race was, by nature, a warlike people. After being suppressed for ten thousand years in an endless, lonely cage, how could Ji Shenyun not have felt lonely?

It was just that the people in this Sea of Consciousness world were too weak. Even when facing the charge of thirty thousand soldiers from the Forbidden Army, she hadn't felt the slightest thrill.

'What's the fun in a one-sided slaughter? In bullying the weak?'

'Only by facing the strong, by facing a powerful Cultivator like Pei Yuhang, can the battle passion in my blood truly ignite!'

"One power to shatter ten thousand techniques!"

Ji Shenyun's smile vanished, her gaze suddenly becoming as sharp as a knife.

Her slender frame erupted with astonishing power. As she threw the punch, her beautiful face flushed crimson with excitement.

Wherever the force of her fist passed, space itself seemed to twist. Before this savage power, the sky full of gleaming Treasure Swords instantly turned to dust!

At the same time, throughout the Capital City, people and horses were sent tumbling, as if a great earthquake had struck.

Ji Shenyun had thrown a single punch, and its power had shaken the entire Capital City!

DRIP... DROP... DRIP... DROP...

After the thousands of swords were pulverized, a dense shower of iron dust and droplets of molten iron, melted by the searing force of her punch, rained down upon the ground.

The Prince Ning's Mansion now looked as if it had been ravaged by a typhoon. Houses had collapsed, and ancient trees were toppled and snapped in two.