Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1575: Chapter 1575: Taowu’s Arrogant Entrance

As the sword was about to strike, Wei Xiaotian abruptly rushed to Gai Huangji’s side, quickly performing several hand gestures, and shouted at Mu Hanyan.

At this moment, Wei Xiaotian’s face was ashen, with sword wounds on his body still gushing with blood, but his expression was resolutely firm.

Gai Huangji’s longsword once again heavily slashed against the invisible prohibition, causing an almost transparent shadow wave to churn.

With Wei Xiaotian’s assistance, the Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate surprisingly held up against Gai Huangji’s sword! However, the spider web-like cracks became even denser.

Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian’s bodies trembled, nearly losing the strength to stand, yet they continued to perform hand gestures with shaking hands.

”Boom!” Finally, Gai Huangji unleashed the third sword.

The Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate flashed with brilliance and shattered explosively, with the invisible barrier completely disappearing, leaving Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian stunned on the ground.

Yet the sword, its power not entirely dissipated, swept towards Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian. Though most of the strength was absorbed by the Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate, the remaining sword power wasn’t something Ao Fangchen could withstand.

Mu Hanyan’s hand, performing the magic formula, paused slightly, nearly able to fully seal this Sword Soul within the Palace Lantern. If she stopped now, all efforts would be in vain. But if she didn’t stop, it would mean watching Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian perish at Gai Huangji’s hands.

Despite being enemies rather than friends with them, their previous actions and loyalty to the Holy Court deeply touched Mu Hanyan, making it difficult to leave them to die.

To save or not to save!

In a split second, Mu Hanyan’s mind raced with thoughts.

”Master!” At that moment, a figure dashed to Ao Fangchen, turning his back to the remaining sword light power.

It was Han Yutang, unseen for several days, somehow completely healed, though his cultivation was ruined, his actions were agile beyond those of ordinary people.

Yet even so, he couldn’t withstand the residual power of Gai Huangji’s sword, evidently courting death.

”Yutang!” Ao Fangchen didn’t expect him to appear and was similarly shocked, watching as the sword light fiercely cut towards Han Yutang’s back, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

Mu Hanyan’s heart trembled fiercely!

Indeed, Han Yutang was reckless and arrogant, his actions brazen, yet from another perspective, Ao Fangchen seemed somewhat reasonable; he was merely youthful, not deeply wicked.

Wei Xiaotian, though unscrupulous in achieving his goals, wasn’t malicious but rather selfish, full of sincerity for the Holy Court and the Holy Court Continent.

Ao Fangchen was stubborn and domineering, fiercely protective, but let’s not forget, he’s lived for over a thousand years, his position in the Holy Court esteemed, even owed great favors by the Holy Master. Anyone of his age and position would likely be quite similar.

If circumstances were different, perhaps their deaths wouldn’t stir Mu Hanyan’s heart, but now, she couldn’t bear watching them die this way, forever restless if she did.

Despite the lengthy explanation, these thoughts merely flashed through Mu Hanyan’s mind.

”Nine Heavens, Star Fall!” Mu Hanyan finally halted her hand gestures and slashed a sword.

Dust flew, air currents shot forth, dispersing the residual power of Gai Huangji’s sword with Mu Hanyan’s strike.

Her figure stood between Gai Huangji and the others.

”Why did you stop, alas, alas!” Seeing the ghostly blue flame reappearing in its original location and the mysterious sword shadow within, Ao Fangchen sighed deeply.

Beside him, Wei Xiaotian also looked despondent, but severely injured, couldn’t say a word, only lying there awaiting death.

Mu Hanyan glanced at the Sword Soul without a trace of regret. As long as one is true to oneself, there’s no point overthinking other matters.

”You indeed have loyalty, but foolishly so.” Gai Huangji took a deep breath and said disdainfully.

Although he finally broke the Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate, the struggle exceeded Gai Huangji’s expectations, costing him dearly. Now disheveled and dirt-stained, he lost any prior pride.

”Some things you simply cannot comprehend,” Mu Hanyan shook her head, contemptuously looking at Gai Huangji. She gripped her longsword tightly, raising it slowly.

Despite Gai Huangji’s sorry appearance, perhaps injured severely, he remained a force not to be underestimated by Mu Hanyan.

”Hmph, arrogant girl, boasting despite imminent death! Sword Dao, traceless!” Seeing Mu Hanyan’s disdainful look, Gai Huangji felt a sudden surge of irritation, unwilling to argue and directly slashed a sword.

A sword light descended from the sky, seemingly a phantom, yet endowed with infinite power.

Mu Hanyan’s heart trembled; her guess was correct, even if Gai Huangji was heavily injured, he was still beyond her capacity. The gap too vast, he was a Divine Guardian Priest in the temple, even suppressed, above the Sword Saint level, while her true strength hadn’t reached Holy-grade.

But she’d already missed the best chance to flee, and now faced no choice but to confront head-on, the Cold Sky Sword scattered a frosty silver glow.

”Master, I’m here, I’m here, which fool dares challenge the mighty again, watch me smack him!” From above, Taowu’s familiar call suddenly rang.

Despite being fully focused, Mu Hanyan broke a sweat. This creature couldn’t stay low-profile, always arriving with such arrogance. The key is, there’s no real foundation for such arrogance.

Upon seeing the beast shadow suddenly appear in midair, Mu Hanyan silently mourned, as if envisioning this creature smacked back pitifully.

”Mere Beast Soul, dare boast before me!” As a Divine Guardian Priest, Gai Huangji immediately identified Taowu’s nature, casually slapping a hand forth.

”Ow!” Taowu let out a strange cry, suddenly flashing with a burst of colorful light.

The next moment, Gai Huangji’s palm and Taowu’s beast paw clashed midair, creating a muffled boom. Both man and beast stood frozen like stone.

Mu Hanyan’s sword heavily struck his Sword Light.

”Poof!” Gai Huangji spurted blood, flying out like a broken kite.