The Immortal Empress, Unrivaled Through Eternity

"Whoosh..."

Li Yunqing's Yin spirit was like a gentle breeze, invisible and formless, passing by at lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, he traversed dozens of feet and arrived above those people whose eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Even so, neither passersby nor birds in the sky could detect the slightest movement from her.

Looking at the six people below, she quickly formed hand seals, and in an instant, wisps of coldness and sharpness gathered at her fingertips.

It slowly condensed into a small sword, about an inch long.

The intense chill caused the air around Xiaojian to freeze, turning into frost and snow that fell in all directions before melting away into the air and disappearing.

"go!"

Li Yunqing pointed her sword, and the small sword at her fingertip shot out, instantly slicing through the void like a streak of light.

It went straight into the space between the eyebrows of the six people below and disappeared in a flash.

In an instant, the small sword flew back to her fingertips, disappearing into the Yin spirit's body as if ice and snow were melting.

But at that very moment, the six figures walking below suddenly stopped, their eyes filled with confusion, which then turned into pain.

But just as the pain surged, the light in their pupils suddenly vanished, leaving only deathly silence.

"Thump..."

Six figures suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Almost everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The pedestrians who witnessed this scene all paused and looked at the six people who had fallen to the ground in surprise.

In their eyes, all they saw was the six people who were walking briskly suddenly stop, then fall to the ground unconscious and lifeless.

Even more strangely, there were no wounds on his body, except that moisture gradually appeared on his forehead, gathering like sweat.

"Indeed, the sword intent is strong enough to kill without leaving a trace!"

"Those who lack artistic conception are unstoppable!"

In the void, Li Yunqing's spirit stood tall, looking at the scene below, understanding everything in her heart.

Without the support of true qi, the sword intent is not very powerful.

It can absorb the malevolent energy of a thousand-year-old cold poison, yet it can freeze a person's flesh and blood in an instant.

The small sword of sword intent had just pierced through the foreheads of several people, passing through their skulls one by one, freezing their brains into a mass of ice.

Even a god couldn't save him; he was beyond dead.

"It's a pity Zhou Ke has grasped the essence of the art; I'm afraid my sword intent won't be enough to kill him!"

Li Yunqing stood in the void, looking towards the restaurant, her expression full of regret.

"Buzz!"

Li Yunqing's Yin Spirit quickly ascended into the air, looking in all directions. She could faintly sense dozens of spiritual energies rising from various parts of Qingzhou City.

"Is that the Jiang family, the Qin family, or the Zhou family?"

"Each one has about ten artistic conceptions."

"Doesn't this mean that each of these three families has around ten Qi Realm experts?"

"Mainly the Qin family!"

Li Yunqing looked towards the Qin family's direction, where there was an extremely strong artistic conception, perfectly round and unified, like an ancient tree supporting the sky standing between heaven and earth.

It exudes a strong sense of vitality.

"Is it the perfect harmony of nature and its surroundings? No wonder Old Master Qin lived to be 120!"

Li Yunqing understood, and turned her gaze to a corner of the city.

In that instant, she seemed to see endless blood and energy surging into the sky, merging into one vast expanse, as boundless as the sun.

Within that power of qi and blood, there were more than a dozen specks of spiritual energy rising up.

Although one of the dishes wasn't as complete as the one made by the Qin family patriarch, it was still quite similar.

"That's the Demon Suppression Division!"

Li Yunqing stood in the void, her gaze sweeping across Qingzhou City.

"There are quite a few Qi Realm martial artists!"

Each martial arts school, including Mingyu Martial Arts School, exuded a unique artistic conception.

Even in the outer city, there are experts at the Qi Realm.

"And the garrison outside the city is equally filled with a bloodthirsty atmosphere."

"It is the existence of these powerful individuals that has maintained the stability of Qingzhou City."

"Once the city lord, the Qin family patriarch, passes away, without the strongest person to suppress him, Qingzhou will truly descend into chaos."

A martial artist who has reached the Qi Realm can pierce through iron armor with their true qi and fight against a thousand enemies single-handedly.

A Qi Realm Perfection expert is obviously stronger; one person alone could probably withstand ten thousand soldiers.

As for beginner-level martial artists, they can only be considered experts.

Even at the peak of the initial stage, a hundred or so armored soldiers could easily kill him if they surrounded him.

After all, beginner-level martial artists do not possess true qi and cannot break through the defenses of iron armor. They can only kill with brute force. Once surrounded, they are attacked by various sharp blades and are simply unable to resist.

"Um?"

Sensing a faint connection to her physical body, Li Yunqing looked around and said, "I've become a little stronger, and I'm about eight miles away."

Without further hesitation, she took light steps, treading through the air like an immortal, and quickly headed towards the carriage.

"This feels great!"

The Yin spirits tread the air, ethereal as immortals, indifferent to everything, formless and shapeless, undetectable to anyone.

There are no constraints whatsoever, giving one a sense of exhilaration, like traveling to the vast ocean in the morning and the desolate mountains in the evening.

"That's right, the initial stage is body tempering, the Qi stage is Qi refining, and the profound stage is probably spirit refining."

"In that case, my Yin Spirit is not a Grandmaster of the Profound Realm, so probably no one can detect it."

"However, those experts who are extremely close to the Profound Realm should have vaguely sensed it."

Inside the carriage, as the Yin spirit returned to its place, Li Yunqing slowly opened her eyes.

"Miss, you're awake?"

Seemingly sensing the movement in her arms, Xiaolan spoke in a low voice.

"I don't want to move yet. Call me when we get home."

Li Yunqing spoke softly, but did not get up. She remained leaning against Xiaolan, closing her eyes to rest.

She already had in mind that once her Yin Spirit and mental state were a little stronger, she would deal with Zhou Ke.

If you're a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?

Zhou Ke dared to take action, which means he had no scruples. Only by eliminating future troubles can we be at ease.

Using Yin spirit to make a move, it's likely that no one in the entire Qingzhou City will notice.

As for the poison needles, it's no secret that he's now a disciple of Granny Ghost. Once he uses them, it will inevitably implicate her.

She truly has no way to resist the Zhou family now.

"Miss's body is so soft and supple!"

Xiao Lan blinked her eyes, her arms around Li Yunqing's body as if she were holding a soft, warm piece of jade, and she didn't feel tired at all.

One day later.

Night was falling, there were no stars or moon, and a gentle breeze swirled in the courtyard of Ziyun Pavilion.

Li Yunqing moved gracefully, her clothes fluttering and her hair flying as she twisted her waist.

"Mingyu Fist Experience +5."

"Mingyu Fist (Dacheng 885/1000)"

"Almost there, I'll perfect the Mingyu Fist tonight!"

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her fist techniques flowed out as if by instinct.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, her body trembled slightly, and the familiar tingling, numb, and itchy sensation burst forth from her skin once again, instantly sweeping over her entire body.

"Eight rounds of skin tempering!"

She gritted her teeth, but did not stop. Despite the strange sensation in her body, she continued to use the Mingyu Fist.

"Mingyu Fist Experience +5."

"Mingyu Fist Experience +5."

The insights in my mind are like a babbling brook, gradually gathering into a lake.

As time passed, the pitch-black night sky was suddenly illuminated by glimmers of light, as if the dark clouds had dispersed and the stars and moon had emerged.

The eastern sky seemed to hold endless light, about to descend upon the world.

"boom!"

Endless insights also surged forth at this moment, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, unstoppable.

All of it poured into Li Yunqing's mind and consciousness.

With the blessing of her comprehension, mind, and spirit, her figure was as graceful as a startled swan, and she could effortlessly execute the thirty-six styles of boxing.

The moment the fist touched the void, the sound of the explosion became even fainter.

But under the starlight and moonlight, one could vaguely see the air around the fist, which silently exploded the moment the fist's power erupted.

Returning to simplicity, every bit of strength carries the power of both gentleness and strength, like thunder in silence.

"Mingyu Fist Experience +77."

"Mingyu Fist (Perfect)"

"When the Mingyu Fist reaches perfection, its unique characteristic is derived: Pure Yin Body."