Chapter 5134: Sword Descends Editor: Misty Cloud Translations The piercing agony and scent of death from the blade’s thrust jolted Great Emperor Dongyao back to his senses. He felt himself being pulled away, and because of that, Feng Jiu’s strike had pierced him but missed his vital organs. "Are you out of your mind?!" The emperor who had saved him roared in a dark voice, "She deliberately distracted you so her opponent could strike! If I hadn’t pulled you back just now, you’d be dead by her blade!" Blood seeped from the wound on his shoulder, barely a fist’s width from his heart. A bone-chilling sword qi radiated from the wound, like an icy blade burrowing into his flesh, sending shivers of unbearable pain through him. Warm blood soaked a large patch of his chest, the metallic scent filling his nostrils and it brought a sudden clarity to his mind. He swiftly sealed the wound to stem the flow of blood. When he lifted his gaze, his eyes were cold and fierce, fixed on Leng Hua, who held the treasure umbrella. His eyes overflowed with murderous intent. "What a pity." Feng Jiu sighed softly, her voice tinged with regret—regret that the strike had missed its mark, failing to claim his life in one fell swoop. "Feng Jiu, today I shall show you the true might of this Emperor!" Great Emperor Dongyao growled, his voice dark and gritted with fury. With the treasure umbrella in Feng Jiu’s hands, he knew without a doubt that the descendants of that family from the Lower Immortal Realm had been utterly annihilated. His raging fury ignited into fierce battle intent. Wielding his long sword, his figure flashed upward into the air. A strike imbued with powerful sword qi slashed down from the sky toward Feng Jiu below. "Die!" The formidable sword qi formed a terrifying current and oppressive force in the air, its crushing, dreadful presence felt even by Song Mi’er and the others at a distance. The very wind in the atmosphere seemed to coalesce upon that single strike. With a thunderous roar, it descended upon Feng Jiu with the destructive force of a thunderbolt. Simultaneously, the other two Great Emperors sprang into action, soaring into the air. Positioning themselves at three points, they formed an encircling triangle, trapping Feng Jiu within. The powerful palm winds and air currents surging from their hands also struck toward Feng Jiu at that instant. Their calculation was simple: even if she evaded one attack, the other two would surely finish her off! At the very least, even if this strike didn’t kill her, it would surely cripple her! Yet, just as the three launched their assault from all sides, Feng Jiu, gripping the Blue Edge, moved. As the three attacks descended, the crimson figure darted toward one of them like lightning. It streaked through the swirling blades and palm winds, moving so swiftly that they could only catch a glimpse of that flash of red—and the murderous intent and aura of death it carried. "Blue Edge Drinks Blood!" The icy voice carried a bloodthirsty aura, like a sound from the depths of hell. Simultaneously, the sword strike from the Eastern Radiance Emperor cleaved down where Feng Jiu had stood moments before. At the same instant, a colossal palm strike slammed down, erupting in thunderous booms. "Whoosh!" "Boom! Boom! Boom!" "Whoosh!" The piercing sword qi—no one knew whose blade it emanated from—only that in that instant, it wasn’t just the Great Emperor Dongyao’s sword that descended, but also Feng Jiu’s Blue Edge!