Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

”Ha-ha-ha-ha, so the Mu Family’s head clan is so vulnerable after all. What a pity, what a shame I, Zhao Yuanji, was born at the wrong time, or I would assuredly return to the Capital and level the Mu Family,” Zhao Yuanji’s laughter was both mad and filled with disappointment. Then he continued to spit out clumps of blood and chant the ancient spell.

The ground quaked, and from the City Lord’s Mansion at its center, a crack spread outwards like a ripe watermelon splitting open!

Amid the wails, it was the trapped Zhao Family’s Death Soldiers who tumbled into the abyss, their screams becoming fainter and fainter, disappearing into the unknown depths—surely they were beyond saving.

”Stop him, stop him quickly! We can’t let him continue chanting, or we’re all doomed,” Mu Yunshui spoke with a sobbing tone, tears swirling in his eyes.

Mu Hanyan cast a disdainful glance at him. Even a fool knew they couldn’t let Zhao Yuanji continue, but who could stop him?

Mu Hanyan had intended to take action herself, but with her father, a Fifth Rank Sword Master, and Mu Hanfeng wielding the Chi Xiao Sword powerless, what good could her involvement do?

Could it be that they could only watch as Heishi City fell into the abyss and gamble on the slim chance that a few would survive in the end? No, this was not something Mu Hanyan could accept—there had to be a way to stop him. The same frantic anxiety swelled in Mu Hanyan’s heart.

Zhao Yuanji’s chanting, like a demon’s spell, poured into Mu Hanyan’s ears and filled her mind. Yet again, Ye Yanran’s ancient and mysterious chant and the Forbidden Technique of the Temple used by Yue Ji to break the seal came to mind.

For a moment, various voices filled her head, a complete chaos.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in her ears, majestic and desolate, prompting an urge to worship, as if a holy spring had entered her mind, clearing out the muddled voices.

”By the name of all gods, I bestow peace upon all beings, may they thrive for eternities!” Subconsciously, Mu Hanyan found herself chanting the words she heard.

However, to her utter astonishment, though she spoke softly, an earth-shattering chant boomed through the air.

A pillar of pure white light pierced the darkness, casting a mysterious and solemn glow upon her.

Even more bizarre was the clear realization that the grand voice in the air shared the same meaning as the sentence she had softly recited, yet the syllables and tones were complex and unfathomable, bearing a resemblance to Zhao Yuanji’s spell.

The one unchanging element was the majestic and holy intent.

In an instant, white light spread outwards from Mu Hanyan as its epicenter.

Zhao Yuanji’s chanting was interrupted; his mouth opened and closed, yet no sound could be heard, as if all noise was overshadowed by the solemn voice from above. The cracks and abysses on the ground quickly sealed, and the tottering houses, as if blessed by a Divine Artifact, became incredibly sturdy.

The Heavenly Destiny Star Plate in Zhao Yuanji’s hands also gradually lost its luster, becoming dim and dull; the Star Light faded away, bit by bit, until finally, with a soft ”crack,” it shattered into pieces.

Everyone stood stunned by the spectacle, and once again, a strange silence enveloped the surroundings.

”Divine Language, it’s the Star Divination Master’s Divine Language Holy Word Technique. You... You’re a Divine Fortune Teller!” A shocked voice rang out from the crowd, that of Mu Yunshui.

The others, as if awakening from a dream, looked at Mu Hanyan with a gaze filled with veneration.

Divine Language, as the name suggests, was the language said to be used by gods in legend, rumored to contain the might to penetrate heaven and earth. Whosoever comprehended the Divine Language could harness the Heaven and Earth Power, reigning supreme over all living beings.

On the Holy Court Continent, there were countless bizarre and fantastic legends of gods and monsters; among them, Divine Language was one, but unlike the other legends, Divine Language genuinely existed and indeed could be comprehended. Star Divination Masters were the inheritors of Divine Language on the Holy Court Continent.

Of course, this does not refer to the charlatans who engage in deceits; only a Star Divination Master who truly glimpsed into the Heavenly Secret could possibly comprehend the Divine Language, commune with heaven and earth, and even wield the Heaven and Earth Power to unleash terrifying might beyond imagination.

And such Star Divination Masters were no longer ordinary in any sense. Even if they had comprehended just one line of Divine Language, their status would elevate immensely, revered by people as Divine Calculators.

No wonder in today’s battle, the Mu Family was well prepared, always a step ahead; it turned out that Mu Hanyan was indeed a Divine Calculator who had grasped the Divine Language Holy Word Technique. This Holy Word Technique was often seen as a Praying Technique, able to dispel all darkness and evil, resolve slaughter, and bring peace and harmony to the world.

”Divine Language, impossible, absolutely impossible...” Zhao Yuanji suddenly raised his head, both despairing and incredulous, as he pointed at Mu Hanyan and, with a loud roar, thrust his sword towards her.

Despite being continuously rebounded by the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate, Zhao Yuanji’s life had nearly burnt out to its last moments. Yet in that moment of sorrow and desperation, he unleashed the last of his Life Force, and the power in his sword was no less than at his peak.

The Sword Light whistled, the wind and clouds converged, like a demon from the depths of Hell baring its hideous fangs at Mu Hanyan.

”Be careful!” Whether they were Mu Family’s Disciples, the Yates Family or Wu Family members who came to support, or disciples of the Xu, Cao, and Zhou Families, they all shouted in alarm.

No matter if they were former enemies or friends, at this moment, their lives, as well as the safety of their families, all depended on Mu Hanyan.

”Hanyan, retreat quickly.” Mu Rui’an and Mu Hanfeng too had worried expressions as they rushed toward Mu Hanyan.

Even though Mu Rui’an was more aware of Mu Hanyan’s strength, having only ascended to the Sword Master Realm not long ago, she surely could not contend against Zhao Yuanji, a Fifth Rank Sword Master, no matter how defiant of the natural order she was.

Unfortunately, although they were quick, Zhao Yuanji was faster. As the Sword Light drew closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, and it seemed too late for her to escape, everyone’s heart rose to their throats.

What happened next was beyond everyone’s expectations. With the Cold Sky Sword drawn from its sheath in her hand, a series of clear resonating sounds echoed across heaven and earth. Instead of retreating, Mu Hanyan advanced, charging directly towards Zhao Yuanji.

”Has he... gone mad?” Everyone’s minds went blank for a moment.

Even if Mu Hanyan was also formidable, could he truly be stronger than Mu Rui’an and Mu Hanfeng?

Among them all, only a few like Hua Yuezi and Jiang Yuzhe retained their composure with stern expressions. Witnessing the Sword Force behind Mu Hanyan’s strikes, they faintly surmised something.

”Swoosh!” Amidst the nearly bewildered stares of everyone, Zhao Yuanji’s final Sword Light attack, made with his life as the price, unfetteredly enveloped Mu Hanyan. But in that instant, Mu Hanyan’s figure flickered and vanished into thin air.

Zhao Yuanji’s life-risking attack... missed its mark!!!