The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 1166 - 631: Healing the Empress

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and countless eyes were stunned, focusing on Dongxuan Lake.

Prince Jing, whose body was charred black, still maintained the posture of fleeing, but his back was pierced by the sword of the "fake Princess Consort".

Lu Yaner’s green robe fluttered in the wind, her face veil was torn off, revealing a face covered with a silver faceplate.

Prince Jing lowered his head in astonishment, incredulously watching the sword tip protruding from his chest. He could feel his vitality continuously slipping away, even his heart was shattered, but the slight remaining power of the Shariputra kept him in his final state.

He slowly twisted his body, turning his head to look blankly at Lu Yaner’s face, lips moving: "Why... why..."

"Xu Wen," Zhao Douan shouted with a smile from afar: "If you can buy her, why can’t I?"

Prince Jing suddenly understood.

At this moment, many clues connected in his mind, and he suddenly realized why Lu Yaner failed and returned from the assassination at Hu Ting.

So.

It was then that Zhao Douan offered a price high enough to make Lu Yaner betray... Of course, he was wary of Lu Yaner, for example, he hid his true cultivation to ensure that even if Lu Yaner turned against him, she wouldn’t pose a threat.

But... that was before.

At this moment, he was seriously injured, almost exhausted, how could he withstand a powerful magician?

Prince Jing’s eyes hardened, attempting one last struggle, but Lu Yaner’s wrist twisted first, violently pouring mana in, instantly shredding Xu Wen’s internal organs. Undoubtedly, the light in Prince Jing’s eyes dimmed, his vitality completely severed, reduced to a corpse hanging on the sword tip.

At this moment, the Vassal King, leader of the Eight Princes, died.

Silence fell, then someone uttered a cry of alarm.

Only then did the spectators seem to wake up, confirming that Prince Jing had truly died.

"He’s dead... he’s dead..." Prince Chen muttered, standing up supported by his subordinates, his gaze vacant, he bitterly said: "It’s all over."

Princess Chen also stared blankly, realizing that with Prince Jing’s death, Marine Road could no longer continue.

Even though there were still Vassal Kings who hadn’t submitted, this internal strife had virtually ended, and as for the remaining Jiancheng Rebel Army, defeat was only a matter of time.

"He’s just dead?"

The group of martial artists from Qingshan were even more unable to accept it. They couldn’t imagine that Prince Jing, who had recently been on a high when he invited them down from Qingshan, died at Zhao Douan’s hands before reaching Coastal.

This outcome dumbfounded Chai Keqiao and others, not knowing whether to stay or leave.

Meanwhile, Duan Shuiliu silently and swiftly fled.

Yet, at this very moment, the sky suddenly brightened, reminding everyone that above them, another Heavenly Human battle was taking place.

Now, Zhao Douan also looked up, seeing the sky suddenly illuminated by a colossal sword light that stretched for miles, mighty and vast, as if to swallow Daluo Island whole.

This was the Empress’s strongest sword.

In the sword light, everyone could only see a battered figure, like a meteor, wrapped in illusory white flames, disappearing in the blink of an eye in the east.

Simultaneously, a segment of an arm fell from the sky like deadwood, subconsciously caught by Ji Yue, hidden in the water with a wave of his hand.

"Master——"

A cry of anguish came from a Qingshan disciple, it turned out to be the arm of Wu Xiankui!

Did even the Qingshan Sect Leader lose?

The sword light extinguished, and in the sky, the white-robed Empress held the Taia Sword, not continuing her pursuit but gracefully landing, her cold gaze sweeping across the ground, catching sight of Duan Shuiliu attempting to flee stealthily in the distance, she snorted coldly: "Still trying to leave?!"

The Empress threw the Taia Sword, a streak of sword light flew out, and Duan Shuiliu, who was fleeing, felt something encircle his neck.

Afterward, his head astonishedly watched his body running further and further from "himself".

The body was separated.

Duan Shuiliu’s head fell into the river, his body collapsing weakly.

A martial artist who reached Perfection in the world died instantly!

The Empress retrieved the Taia Sword, once more scattered several strands of sword light, heading in different directions.

Chai Keqiao, Xiao Ran, Qi Ye, and other Qingshan disciples simultaneously groaned in pain, their Qi Sea pierced by Sword Qi, collapsing to the ground!

On Yutou Mountain far away, the Wine Sword Immortal and several martial world figures beside him, seeing things go wrong and attempting to flee, were also pierced by the flying Sword Qi, heavily injured and knocked to the ground!

"Bang-bang-bang——"

At this time, around Dongxuan Lake, large fleets of warships began to sail over, soldiers from the Divine Mechanism Camp fired shots as a warning.

The orders they received were that as soon as they heard the "cannon fire," they would begin to tighten the encirclement, ensuring that no one escaped from the vicinity of Dongxuan Lake.

Seeing this, Prince Chen and a group of "local tyrants" completely gave up their last thoughts, and the royal couple emerged from the crowd, respectfully saluting the Empress: "The guilty minister greets Your Majesty, the guilty minister wishes to lead Marine Road to unconditional surrender..."

However, the Empress didn’t even look at them, instead, she floated straight toward Zhao Douan, who was hugging a piece of driftwood in the water.

After a fierce battle, the Empress’s aura was also somewhat weakened, her toes gently tapping the lake water, causing ripples as she looked down at Zhao Douan, hugging the wood and grinning foolishly at her, frowning with a tone of anxiety: "How are your injuries? Why haven’t you stood up yet?"

Bare-armed, hugging the wood, Zhao Douan was extremely embarrassed and replied helplessly: "Your Majesty, my clothes are all blown away..."

"As for the injuries, they aren’t a big deal, haha, this Life and Death Puppet is really useful, it’s a pity there’s only one..."

During the bombardment, Zhao Douan decisively used the Life and Death Puppet, rubbed blood on the scarecrow’s forehead, thus transferring all his injuries.