Becoming Invincible By Marrying The Ultimate Villainess - Chapter 69 - Chapter 69 – Do You Like Fireworks A Fight to the Death!

“Su Su!”

“I’m here!”

Ning Ye reached out and caught the falling Su Su from the void, immediately tearing off his black robe to wrap it around her.

But the moment he saw Su Su’s face—white as paper, drained of all color—something inside him snapped. The killing intent he had kept buried for the entire day surged up uncontrollably.

“Mom?”

“This little girl… she actually called me her mother?”

“Wasn’t she always the one most afraid of me?”

Jun Qianyue raised a brow as she looked at the unconscious Su Su in Ning Ye’s arms, her heart filled with confusion.

And just then—

BOOM! BOOM!

The rubble burst open with a thunderous roar!

Two figures slowly emerged from the debris.

It was none other than the Mu sisters, Mu Lingxi and Mu Lingche!

“Ning Ye!”

“Jun Qianyue!”

“You two really have some guts!”

Mu Lingxi’s beautiful eyes swept over the pair with a piercing chill, her lips curling into a cold, mocking arc.

“We were one step away—one step!”

“And you two bastards actually dared to ruin everything?!”

“You… must… DIE!”

Mu Lingche’s voice was like a frigid wind from the deepest pits of the underworld.

“Just a mere Yin-Yang Sect…You think I can’t come just because you say so?”

Jun Qianyue replied with casual ease, the smile in her eyes growing ever more playful.

Ning Ye, standing beside her, was deathly cold. If his guess was right, these two women had tried to refine Su Su into a vessel—and if that was true, then even if the Sect Master of Yin-Yang himself stood in his way, he’d still kill them both!

“Hehehehe!”

“Second Miss Jun, at least you remember this is the Yin-Yang Sect!”

“Since you’ve come here… you must’ve made peace with dying, no?”

Mu Lingxi’s voice grew even icier.

“Made peace with dying?”

“Who do you think you are?”

Jun Qianyue scoffed in disdain and turned to the side, glancing playfully at Mu Lin.

“Miss Mu Lin.”

“Tell me—how many main halls are there in this Yin-Yang Sect again?”

“Thirty-three.”

Mu Lin replied with a blank expression.

“Traitor!”

Mu Lingxi glared daggers at Mu Lin. There was no doubt now—Mu Lin had betrayed them. She had revealed the Yin-Yang Sect’s exact layout to Ning Ye and Jun Qianyue, ruining everything. In this moment, Mu Lingxi wanted nothing more than to flay her alive.

But at that very moment, a calm, chilling voice rang out:

“You two.”

“Do you like fireworks?”

What?

Mu Lingxi and Mu Lingche both frowned, turning their gazes toward Ning Ye.

But Ning Ye only stood quietly at Jun Qianyue’s side, still holding Su Su in his arms. His gaze locked onto the two sisters, and in his eyes, a feral light began to burn.

The next second—

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…

A deafening chain of explosions erupted in rapid succession!

Across Mount Nine Yin, all the main halls on the thirty-two peaks—except for the Twin Peak—simultaneously exploded!

Pillars of golden fire shot into the sky, connecting in front of Mu Lingxi and Mu Lingche’s stunned eyes, forming an unbroken wall of flame.

Wave after wave of terrifying heat slammed into their faces!

By the end, that holy, brilliant golden blaze had engulfed the heavens entirely—like a second sun rising in the night sky—turning the once-dark Mount Nine Yin into a blazing white daylight!

“The True Flame of the Blazing Sun!”

Mu Lingxi’s ample chest heaved violently as she locked her beautiful, razor-sharp eyes on Ning Ye and Jun Qianyue, her red lips parting slightly.

“Lady Mu Lingxi, what sharp eyes you have!”

Jun Qianyue stood with her hands behind her back, a smile playing on her lips as she offered a casual compliment.

“I didn’t expect you, like Ning Ye, to also possess a Heavenly Flame…”

“Not just any flame, either—but the one ranked highest for sheer destructive power on the Heavenly Flame List!”

Mu Lingxi’s tone grew heavier, her seductive face flickering with unease.

“Exactly,”

Jun Qianyue nodded lightly, making no attempt to deny it.

“But—”

“Is this your trump card?”

Mu Lingxi’s tone suddenly shifted, a chilly sneer forming at the corners of her mouth.

At that moment, beams of aurora-like light began streaking from the other thirty-two peaks of Mount Nine Yin, converging rapidly toward the Twin Peak.

In the blink of an eye, a great crowd had gathered behind Mu Lingxi and Mu Lingche.

They were the Hall Masters of the Thirty-Two Halls of the Yin-Yang Sect—each one a cultivator of the Divine Sacred Realm, with deep and unfathomable strength.

“Trump card?”
“Not quite.”

Jun Qianyue shook her head.

Truth be told, she had never expected the weapons forged from the sub-flames of the True Flame Blazing Sun to actually kill the Hall Masters of Yin-Yang Sect.

Her goal had only been to clear out the cultivators below the Divine Sacred Realm before the real battle began.

As for those under the Divine Sacred Realm who somehow survived by sheer luck—Qianye would personally bring Legend realm experts from the An’ning District to ensure none of them made it out alive.

No, the real prize tonight—the main course—was this elite force of Divine Sacred cultivators standing before her and Ning Ye.

And just as she finished speaking—a dozen powerful auras stepped forward and aligned themselves behind Jun Qianyue and Ning Ye.

They were none other than the Ten Divine Generals of Junlin and four high-ranking Legends from the An’ning District!

At this moment, two mighty forces stood face to face on the Twin Peak. The tension crackled like lightning through the air—one touch, and the Divine-level war would erupt!

“It seems that today is a fight to the death!”

Mu Lingxi said with a cold smile as she took in the scene before her.

“Sister, what are you saying?”

“Didn’t we already agree a long time ago—it’s always been a fight to the death?”

Mu Lingche tilted her head with a grin, her smile eerie and wicked, like a ghost from the depths of the Nine Hells.

“Indeed.”

“Tonight, every last one of them will die here.”

As Mu Lingxi spoke, she pulled a delicate jade pendant from her spatial ring.

Then she clenched it in her hand.

Crack!

The jade shattered.

Strands of glowing fragments shot out in all directions, vanishing into the night sky.

“Tenfold Transmission Jade!”

Ning Ye raised a brow as he watched the shards disperse.

Elder Tianji had once warned him: the moment an attack was launched on the Yin-Yang Sect, all demonic sects of the Eastern Wilderness would rush to its defense immediately.

And clearly, the jade Mu Lingxi had just crushed was the trigger—the signal to summon every demonic force from across the land.

“Your Highness, Second Miss Jun.”
“That was a Tenfold Transmission Jade.”
“We don’t have much time now.”

The ten great generals looked solemnly at the vast horde of Yin-Yang Sect cultivators and spoke in low voices.

“Don’t worry.”
“We still have enough time.”

Ning Ye shook his head, his tone calm but layered with meaning.

“Why?”

Everyone turned to look at Ning Ye, puzzled by his certainty.

At that moment, Ning Ye and Jun Qianyue exchanged a knowing glance, then spoke in unison:

“Elder Tianji.”

At that name, the others looked even more confused. None of them could understand what an elder of the Tianji Pavilion had to do with the Yin-Yang Sect.

“Everyone, go ahead and pick your opponents.”

“As for the rest…”

“Ning Ye and I will handle them.”

Jun Qianyue waved them off with a smile, offering no explanation.

“Heh…”

Ning Ye swept his gaze across the dozens of Divine Sacred experts before him, a cold smirk curling at his lips.

Tonight, he would finally be able to unleash without restraint.

Power.

Lifespan.

He would take it all.

“Let’s begin.”

Jun Qianyue’s tone was calm, but her words sharp as blades.

“Kill them all!”

Mu Lingxi snarled back, voice like a dagger of ice.

And in that instant—

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

On the summit of Twin Peak, dozens of Divine Sacred cultivators exploded with power, colliding like two monstrous tidal waves!

An unprecedented war of elites had officially begun!