——Break through with power!

Now at sixty-nine years old, her strength has reached the peak of the Fifth-Layer of the Celestial Human Realm, her Profound Qi is pure and robust, and her sheer level has solidly surpassed Wang Anan, who is only at the Fourth-Layer of the Celestial Human Realm.

Moreover, upon her ascent to the Celestial Human Realm, she awakened the Dao Body. Celestial River True Man and her mother spared no effort, imparting their insights into the Law without reservation. After years of focused comprehension, her understanding of the Law and mastery of power are not on the same level as before.

Compared to Wang Anan, who has only awakened the Spirit Body, this advantage is immense.

Not to mention, the Top-Grade Treasure Sword "Xian Ge" with a Sword Spirit is not just for show.

Once a sword possesses a Sword Spirit, it can synchronize with the user’s mind, equivalent to an extension of the Power of Divine Sense. The same moves can mobilize more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and the Power of Laws, greatly enhancing combat capability beyond what ordinary Magical Treasures can offer.

If not for this, Celestial River True Man and Wang Shouzhe wouldn’t have gone through such trouble and expense to get her a Top-Grade Treasure Sword endowed with a Sword Spirit.

Wang Liyao’s gaze was resolute, and with the enhancement of the "Xian Ge" Sword Spirit, the sword light that poured out seemed to contain boundless might, as vast as the ocean, and as fierce as storm waves.

A terrifying Sword Intent, almost Dao-level, emanated from it, and the dreadful prowess spread through the Protective Array on the arena, seemingly capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Faced with such terrifying might, Wang Anan’s sword light and shadows immediately seemed insignificant.

"Hiss!"

From the elegant seats below the stage, there was almost simultaneous sounds of gasping, with many people directly standing up in shock, their expressions astounded.

This, this... Is this truly the strength a sixty-nine-year-old Great Celestial Pride would possess?!

In the elegant seats, little Wu Xue Ning also widened her eyes in surprise: "Wow~ Is this sister really that powerful?"

This, it seems a bit off~ Even for a Great Celestial Pride, it shouldn’t be this strong, right? Could her memory be wrong?

Confused, she looked towards her family’s grandson, only to find Wu Zhixing also with a grave face, clearly, Wang Liyao’s strength has exceeded his expectations. Her bloodline’s depth is unfathomable.

And that sword... actually...

On the arena, directly facing the sword light, Wang Anan was more than startled.

His strength among the younger generation is already quite strong, having witnessed many big scenes, yet he felt like his legs were shaking.

Dear me~ this scene, this momentum, why does it inexplicably resemble when his father beats him?

He hurriedly and desperately operated his Profound Qi, fully showcasing his swordsmanship to resist the sword light, and was quick to bring out a Middle-Grade Treasure Shield amidst the chaos.

However, in the face of the ocean-like sword intent, his offensive was as futile as a pest shaking a tree, completely overwhelmed.

In merely one move, Wang Anan was struck flying backward, spewing blood.

Prince Heng on the top floor watched anxiously, disregarding whether it was against the rules, hurriedly transmitted a message to Wang Liyao: "Miss Liyao, one incense stick, don’t forget your promise to me, one incense stick!"

One incense stick?

Very well, then thrash for one incense stick’s time! 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Wang Liyao’s expression was calm, but her actions were anything but soft, specifically targeting painful yet non-fatal spots to ensure she wouldn’t cause lasting harm or internal injuries, beating Wang Anan mercilessly.

Wang Anan initially held up for the sake of face, but eventually couldn’t bear it any longer, pitifully pleading for mercy.

Unfortunately, Wang Liyao promised to fight for one incense stick’s time, and it would certainly be one incense stick, not a fraction less.

In the time of an incense stick.

In the elegant seats at the temporary table, everything was silent.

Where is the promised hidden Great Celestial Pride? What about the hope Wang Anan was carrying for the rise of Duke Dingguo’s Mansion?

"Aunt Liyao, I’m wrong, I admit, you’re truly my aunt~~ Stop hitting, it’ll be fatal if you continue." Wang Anan’s cries of anguish echoed continuously.

But Wang Liyao wouldn’t heed him, having promised Prince Heng a battle for one incense stick’s time, she would not break her word.

Ah~ Ah~ Ah

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