Chapter 2246 - 2244: Flying Flower Zen Temple’s Perilous Trials

Chapter 2246: Chapter 2244: Flying Flower Zen Temple’s Perilous Trials

The determination of Princess Zi Xuan, that unyielding will to fight—especially her resolute spirit—also ignited the other female Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple. It truly caught this group of black-clad Martial Artists off guard. What they had never expected was that, despite her youth, Princess Zi Xuan’s temperament was this tenacious. Even more importantly, in the hearts of these female Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple, she possessed tremendous prestige. It seemed Sang Qing really hadn’t misjudged her; to pass the position of Sect Leader of Flying Flower Zen Temple to Princess Zi Xuan was not the slightest mistake!

However, for this group of black-clad Martial Artists, the stronger Princess Zi Xuan’s will to fight became, the more unfavorable it was for them—in fact, the more extremely dangerous. Thus, four of the black-clad Martial Artists immediately saw through this point and charged straight to the front of Princess Zi Xuan, intending to join forces to kill her. Only in this way could they completely shatter the fighting spirit of this group of female Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple!

"Looks like, to exterminate our Flying Flower Zen Temple, you really have gone to a lot of trouble!" Princess Zi Xuan stared coldly at the four black-clad Martial Artists in front of her and said.

"Be a good girl and go die; a little less pain will be better for you!" One of the black-clad Martial Artists, holding a Longsword in his hand, pointed it directly at Princess Zi Xuan and said.

The other three black-clad Martial Artists also revealed their own Treasures, all aimed at Princess Zi Xuan, ready at any moment to unleash Slaughter Aura. It had to be said, although Princess Zi Xuan’s will to fight was powerful at this moment, her potential fully erupting, her killing decisive, facing four experts at the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm alone was truly a great pressure; after all, her own Cultivation Realm was also at Early-stage Martial Saint!

Boom!

Four different currents of Slaughter Aura blasted toward her from four different directions. As Princess Zi Xuan frowned, she swung the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand, directly blocking these four Slaughter energies. Even so, she was still shocked and forced back, her whole body crashing into the Formation behind her. Gritting her teeth, she stared at the four black-clad Martial Artists closing in on her; the pressure was indeed immense, and she had no absolute confidence in being able to take them all down!

"Sect Leader!"

"Protect the Sect Leader!"

"Protect Zi Xuan!"

A few sisters of Flying Flower Zen Temple saw Princess Zi Xuan being overmatched, saw these four black-clad Martial Artists being so despicable and shameless, and immediately charged forward. Princess Zi Xuan was shocked at the sight and hurriedly shouted, "Don’t come over, fall back..."

Pu!

Pu!

Pu!

Pu!

Just as these four sisters of Flying Flower Zen Temple charged over, wanting to protect their Sect Leader, wanting to protect Princess Zi Xuan, before they could even get close, they were struck by four different, powerful Slaughter forces and instantly cut down, their bodies and souls annihilated, turned into four clouds of Blood Mist that dispersed in mid-air, meeting an end of total obliteration. Their Cultivation Realms were simply no match for Early-stage Martial Saint experts, yet they still thought only of protecting their Sect Leader, protecting their junior sister Zi Xuan. Such courage and loyalty were truly moving!

But the Martial Arts World is inherently cruel and blood-soaked, a world where killing doesn’t need a reason. Dead is dead; annihilated in body and soul is annihilated in body and soul. Even if Princess Zi Xuan was unwilling to see it, many things were not hers to decide. Just like now, sisters of Flying Flower Zen Temple were dying one after another; again and again, sisters met a fate of utter annihilation, while Princess Zi Xuan was powerless. All she could do was steel herself and continue swinging her sword in a wild slaughter, continue carving out a blood-soaked path for the sisters who were still alive. Yet when Princess Zi Xuan watched, eyes wide open, as four senior sisters, in order to protect her, rushed forward without hesitating to sacrifice themselves—only to be cleaved by Slaughter Aura and annihilated in body and soul—she suddenly froze. She did not cry out, but tears still wouldn’t stop flowing down. Those four senior sisters who had been perfectly fine just a moment ago, those four senior sisters who had just been calling her name, now exploded into a spray of Blood Mist right before her eyes, ending in a fate where soul and spirit were scattered. Her heart ached terribly!

"You are sworn to exterminate my Flying Flower Zen Temple; I, Zi Xuan, swear to fight you to the bitter end!" Princess Zi Xuan was enraged. Her heart was in pain, filled with grief and indignation, tinged with helplessness and resignation, yet even more with unwillingness—unwilling to just give up like this. Was the legacy of Flying Flower Zen Temple really going to be wiped out? Were all the sisters going to die here, slaughtered like chickens and dogs, cut down into utter annihilation? No—so long as one lives, there must be at least a final shred of bottom line and dignity. Even if this calamity truly cannot be escaped, even if body and soul are destined to be obliterated, one must die gloriously in a fierce battle, just like Master Sang Qing!

Princess Zi Xuan did not retreat, nor did she pay any attention to her own injuries. She directly swung the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand, slashing toward those four Martial Artists in night clothes at the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm. Though she was no match for them, though there were already signs of her being pushed back step by step, every sword strike Princess Zi Xuan swung was filled with fury, with unwillingness, and with a firm resolve that she would never give up!

These four Martial Artists at the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm had never expected that Princess Zi Xuan, who was herself only at the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm, could, in her rage, fight one against four and truly battle them head-on. Although Princess Zi Xuan clearly showed no sign of gaining the upper hand, for the moment, it seemed it would not be so easy for them to kill Princess Zi Xuan either!

The longer time dragged on, the more severely injured female Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple there were, and the more female Disciples had their body and soul obliterated. After all, this time, all the inheritances within Northern State Territory had contributed their strength, sending out the young generation of experts, and even some shameless old-generation powerhouses had mixed into the encirclement and slaughter. As for the female Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple, apart from Princess Zi Xuan and Senior Sister Jin Hua having reached the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm, the others had not reached such a Cultivation Realm and truly found it hard to hold out!

Swish!

Princess Zi Xuan swung a sword strike that forced one of the night-clothed Martial Artists back. She had just wanted to turn around and continue breaking this Formation when she was blocked by another night-clothed Martial Artist, leaving her no choice but to continue the fierce battle instead of focusing on breaking the Formation!

Clang!

Senior Sister Jin Hua charged over, blocking one of the night-clothed Martial Artists, then shouted loudly to Princess Zi Xuan, "You go break the Formation, I’ll hold them off for a while!"

"This... won’t do, it’s too dangerous. These four are too strong. If you face them alone, you’ll die!" Princess Zi Xuan refused directly.

"Listen to me. Our sisters of Flying Flower Zen Temple have already suffered heavy casualties. Most of those still alive are badly wounded, their Martial Arts True Qi exhausted, and we can’t hold on for long. Only by quickly breaking this Formation will everyone have a chance to escape. This is the only chance. Otherwise, if we delay any longer, all of us will have our body and soul annihilated here!" Senior Sister Jin Hua said, frowning as she looked at Princess Zi Xuan.

"Senior Sister, be careful. You must live!" Princess Zi Xuan said through gritted teeth.

"Sect Leader, rest assured. To die for the sake of our inheritance is a responsibility none of us Disciples of Flying Flower Zen Temple can shirk!" Senior Sister Jin Hua said with a smile to Princess Zi Xuan.

Princess Zi Xuan glanced at Senior Sister Jin Hua. She had not expected Jin Hua to be so ready to face death. One had to know that facing four night-clothed Martial Artists at the Early-stage Martial Saint Realm alone was nothing short of courting death. Senior Sister Jin Hua blocking these four night-clothed Martial Artists was precisely to win time for Princess Zi Xuan, so that she could break one corner of this Formation. Although everyone knew this was extremely dangerous, Princess Zi Xuan also understood that Senior Sister Jin Hua was right: someone had to block these Martial Artists, and someone else had to break this Formation. Otherwise, in an hour, the female Disciples of the entire Flying Flower Zen Temple would truly die here!

Turning around, Princess Zi Xuan did not hesitate any longer. Now was not the time for indecision. Every decision she made concerned the life and death of all her sisters in Flying Flower Zen Temple. She bore on her shoulders the mission of the entire Flying Flower Zen Temple’s inheritance and could only turn and rush straight toward the edge of the Formation!

However, just as Princess Zi Xuan once again flew to the edge of the Formation, ready to sense the flaws of this Formation and tear open a breach, a young Martial Artist clad in a snow-white Taoist robe slowly descended. There was also a white folding fan in his hand. Seeing him, Princess Zi Xuan couldn’t help but knit her brows and said in surprise, "You?"

"That’s right. Am I not supposed to be here?" This young man in a white Taoist robe asked with a cold smile.

Princess Zi Xuan sized up this young Martial Artist, dressed from head to toe in white. The moment she saw him, a trace of disgust rose in her heart. Especially after hearing his reply, she became even more furious and said, "Your White Clothes Sect has actually come here as well to besiege and slaughter my Flying Flower Zen Temple. That really is somewhat beyond expectation!"

"The fate of Flying Flower Zen Temple has run dry. All Martial Artists will want to take a share of the spoils. Why shouldn’t I?" The young man in the white Taoist robe asked coldly.

"It’s not that you can’t, but that back then, your White Clothes Sect’s actions enraged all the inheritances in Northern State Territory. They were going to join hands to wipe out your White Clothes Sect. At that time, your Sect Leader came to seek help from my master Sang Qing. Not only did my master take action to help you, he even let your White Clothes Sect gain a foothold in Northern State Territory. That was already kindness and righteousness, a great favor to your White Clothes Sect. Now that Master Sang Qing has already passed away, your White Clothes Sect not only doesn’t come to repay that kindness and help us Flying Flower Zen Temple, but instead comes to kick us while we’re down, repaying kindness with enmity. Master really shouldn’t have saved you back then!" Princess Zi Xuan said through gritted teeth.