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When trash become a genius—one word: Fierce! Two words: Two-faced! Three words: Too heaven defying! She is the foremost and outstanding armament refining master. Passing through a dynasty, and became a publicly humiliated and bullied Third Young Miss. Ancient beasts, too outrageous? Obediently become a docile pet, or I’ll make you into soup! Ninth rank talent, rare talent in a thousand years? She born with a godly constitution, crushing all geniuses! Peak level Profound Grade Armament, beyond priceless? Sorry to say, but the bowl she uses to feed the cat is already at the God Grade…..she possessed a pair of eyes that could see through everything, yet there was only one thing she couldn’t see through — him! Merely exposing his demonic smile, a certain Lord lightly loosened his belt: “Can’t see through? Do not fret, you can slowly view when you return to the room. I’ll allow you to scrupulously inspect from head to toe.”

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Chapter 1Lighting the Soul and Scattering

Soaring Heavens Continent.

Northern Ice Fields.

Huang Yue Li's entire body was drenched in scarlet blood; not a single ounce of strength left within her.

No trace of emotion could be seen on that peerless beauty's face. It was only that pair of chillingly cold eyes that revealed her killing intent.

"Ten Directional Nightfall Formation! At such a large scale! This Sky Phoenix Ring is merely an incomplete godly armament. I'm afraid that you have wasted your efforts!"

The white clothed male coldly sneered: "Don't believe for a moment that I don't know the reason for your visit to the Northern Ice Fields. It's all for the sake of finding the Profound Ice Jade to repair the ancient godly armament right?"

Both Huang Yue Li's heart and mind shook.

There was only one person who knew of her trip to the Northern Ice Fields. That person was Celestial Heavens Gate eldest Young Miss, Ling Qing Yu. Could it have been her who had betrayed her? But these two ladies had known each other for many years and had gone through many life and death situations, close bosom friends with many shared secrets between them. So how could it be?

Her eyes quickly scanned through the figures of the surrounding people, the corners of her mouth rising.

"The Sky Devil Sect, Cloud Ocean Sect and Seven Stars Palace….of the seven great powers in the entire Soaring Heavens Continent , three of these great masters have actually gathered here. The allure of the Sky Phoenix Ring is truly great. Unfortunately, even if I did hand the Sky Phoenix Ring to you, there is only one ring….may I ask how will you three will divide it?"

The expression of the white clothed male faltered and became unnaturally stiff. Hurriedly he went to cut her off.

"Don't try to stall for any longer. Before the might of the Ten Directional Nightfall Formation, all will become flames and ashes! All except the godly armament! Now hand the armament over. In respect of your master being the Number One Armament Master, I will spare your life if you pledge your loyalty to me!"

Huang Yue Li sarcastically laughed: "Pledge my loyalty? In your dreams! My, Huang Yue Li's life—-never has relied on others to live!"

Just as those dominating words fell, the world lit up in a raging tower of flames. In a blink of an eye, the colour of the land completely transformed.

When the white clothed male witnessed this, his complexion became unusually grave. Urgently he cried out: "Not good! She wants to self-destruct!"

"Not good!"

"Quickly, stop her!"

Chaos ensued as numerous people attempted to stop her. Unfortunately by the time they had reacted, it was already too late.

As an Emperor Profound Realm master, the detonation range of Huang Yue Li's was enough to wipe out a city. As for those within her immediate surrounding, they naturally would not be able to escape the blast and would be turned to ashes.

It was also precisely at that moment was the icy land plunged into darkness accompanied with terrifyingly violent tremors that shook the entire land.

About thirty metres away, a black clothed male stood in the air. His body was slim and graceful, with devastatingly exquisite looks that looked to be as perfect as a sculpture. Yet those desolately cold eyes disdainfully looked towards the commotion as he dispelled the incoming and powerful force.

Ashened, were the faces of all the people present.

"It's...it's Sovereign Mu…..he.....he is attacking the formation!"

"Looking to die! How could that be? Isn't he in closed training to ascend to the peak of the Emperor Profound Realm? How could he possibly appear here?"

Mu Cheng Ying was the publicly acknowledged number one sword expert of the Soaring Heavens Continent, without compare. It was also widely known that he had been chasing Huang Yue Li for many years now. If it were not for the fact that they knew Mu Cheng Ying was in closed door training, they would not have dared to confront Huang Yue Li.

Who could imagine that this man would spare at no effort to rush over thousands of miles to save her!

The matchless and tyrannical Ten Directional Nightfall Formation could not withstand even a single blow. With a wave of his hand, the great formation shattered to pieces.

"Quickly, escape. Otherwise everyone here will lose their lives!"

All those who had surrounded and attacked Huang Yue Li, turned and scattered.

He did not have the time to care about them, and leapt directly to Huang Yue Li's side.

Only, he was still too late.

Mu Cheng Ying's stoic face, which never displayed his emotions, twisted into one of despair and heartbrokenness for the first time.

He did not dare to believe his eyes; to believe that he had still come a step late. Helplessly, he looked at the glowing figure of Huang Yue Li.

"Yue Li—! ! !"

"WHY....Why did you do this?! Why did you not wait for me to save you??!"

Within the burning trance, a sliver of Huang Yue Li's consciousness returned. With that, the picture of Mu Cheng Ying's outstanding face was the final thing embed into her mind.

"I never thought you…would..come....Thank....you…."

Thank you for treating me like this.

If there is another chance, I am willing to do whatever necessary to return your undying love.

Unfortunately the price of detonating one's soul was truly great. She would never have the opportunity to reincarnate.

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