Gu Xiaoxi’s palm condensed unparalleled Spiritual Energy, and as she pushed forward, a burst of white light shot out like Arrows, striking directly at Li Huo.
Li Huo was so frightened at that moment that her face turned as pale as paper; she hadn’t expected that even without fully recovering, Lan Xi would be so powerful. Truly worthy of being the only god in heaven and earth capable of creating life.
If she were hit by her attack, even being Immortal, she would lie in bed for tens of thousands of years.
It was only at this moment that she realized the gap between herself and Lan Xi.
No wonder Ya was willing to go through Reincarnation for a hundred thousand years for her sake, rather than enter into a marriage alliance with White Cloud Hall.
Just as she saw no escape and prepared herself for either severe injury or death, suddenly a loud shout came from the sky.
A Longsword suddenly appeared in front of Li Huo, blocking the fatal strike for her.
The Sword Qi carried a fearsome recoil force, with a goose-yellow Sword Qi unstoppable directly rushing towards Gu Xiaoxi.
Gu Xiaoxi reacted nimbly, dodging quickly, yet still her cheek was cut by the Sword Qi.
Immediately, a slash appeared on her porcelain white cheek, as fair as white jade, and blood flowed down her cheek.
Gu Xiaoxi looked up and saw the newcomer making his way with celestial soldiers, dressed in a purple luxurious robe, his head adorned with a jade crown, and his feet in golden long boots.
He was naturally handsome, but with his arrival atop the auspicious clouds, his cold and noble demeanor made even the sun behind him seem to lose its shine.
Before Gu Xiaoxi could speak, the palace maids by her side immediately bent down respectfully and called out, "Crown Prince, Your Highness!"
"No need for such formalities!" Ya stepped forward abruptly, landing far from Gu Xiaoxi, and picked up a small flame from the ground into his sleeve.
Gu Xiaoxi touched the blood on her cheek; had he not taken her by surprise, she wouldn’t have been wounded by him.
Now that he was striking at her without mercy, it seemed they were indeed destined to become enemies in the future.
"Lan Xi, leave room for things to develop. You’ve just returned and still don’t understand this place. Don’t be so willful in the future," Ya sighed helplessly.
Gu Xiaoxi, however, scoffed, glancing at the Longsword embedded in the ground of the palace, its Sword Qi tearing apart millennium-old ironstone, leaving a deep fissure in the ground.
With a flick of her finger, the sharp sword rose from the ground, charging directly at Ya.
Ya reacted in time, catching it narrowly, his palm slightly numbed by the force.
"I told you not to provoke me. I’m giving you face today, take your people and get lost! Otherwise..." Gu Xiaoxi huffed and turned to stride towards the inner palace. Her swaying figure was filled with anger and a murderous aura.
Zi Yun was already so shocked she didn’t know what to do.
All this time, the Immortal Officials and gods of the Immortal Realm had gotten along very harmoniously.
Lan Xi had always been very courteous to everyone in the Immortal Realm; her character had indeed changed since she returned.
To actually order the Crown Prince to scram...
Ya watched Gu Xiaoxi’s vanishing figure, his face gradually revealing a hint of chill. He turned his head to glance at Li Huo, said nothing more, and left on the auspicious clouds.
Li Huo followed Ya tremblingly. Although she had just barely escaped death, the man she fancied saved her and even fell out with the woman he liked.
This incident was a good thing for the Immortal Palace, for the White Cloud Hall.
A hundred thousand years ago, the Heavenly Emperor wanted Ya to marry Lan Xi, and after the alliance, they would become the most powerful Immortal Clan in heaven.
But the Emperor of Mankind disrupted their plans, and the marriage never took place; even now, the Heavenly Emperor had let go of that and intended to enter into a marriage alliance with White Cloud Hall.
And she, as the most beautiful and eldest princess of White Cloud Hall, was the perfect match for Ya.
A hundred thousand years ago, he wouldn’t even deign to look at her. But now, to save her, he had personally wounded Lan Xi.