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Chapter 829: Chapter 17 I am your Grand Aunt Wang Liyao (Seeking Monthly Votes)_4

——By force, shatter the crafty!

Now at the age of sixty-nine, her strength had already reached the peak of Level Five in the Heavenly Human Realm, with Mysterious Energy that was pure and robust. Her martial prowess alone firmly surpassed Wang An Nan, who was only at Level Four of the Heavenly Human Realm.

Moreover, when she ascended to the Heavenly Human Realm, she had awakened her Taoist Body. Tianhe Enlightened One and her mother did not skimp either, passing on their insights into the Laws. After years of dedicated contemplation, her understanding of the Laws and her grasp of power had long since reached a level incomparable to that of her past self.

Compared to Wang An Nan, who had only awakened his Spiritual Body, the advantage she held was immense.

Not to mention, the top quality Sword with a Sword Spirit, “String Song,” was far from a mere display.

Once a Sword has a Sword Spirit, it can communicate with its wielder’s thoughts, serving as an extension of the Divine Consciousness Power. With the same moves, it can channel more Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth, as well as more Power of Laws, enhancing combat power in a way that ordinary Magical Weapons simply cannot match.

If it were not the case, Tianhe Enlightened One and Wang Shouzhe would not have gone to such lengths, spending a fortune to obtain for her a top quality Sword with a Sword Spirit.

Wang Liyao’s eyes were resolute, and with the enhancement of the “String Song” Sword Spirit, the sword light that cascaded seemed to contain boundless might, as vast as the ocean and as ferocious as a hurricane.

Purified Sword Intent, almost Dao-like, burst forth from within, and its terrifying might spread through the Protective Array above the arena, almost as if it could destroy heaven and earth.

In the presence of such fearsome might, Wang An Nan’s several afterimages and sword lights were immediately dwarfed to insignificance.

“Hiss!”

Below the arena, in the elegant seats, there were almost simultaneous gasps of shock, with many people standing up in astonishment, their expressions full of disbelief.

This… this… this… Could this truly be the power of a sixty-nine-year-old Great Heavenly Proud?

In the elegant seats, Wu Xuening, the little Lolita, was so startled that her eyes widened, “Wow~ Is this big sister really that formidable?”

This… this seems a bit off~ Even for a Great Heavenly Proud, shouldn’t she be this strong? Could it be that her memory was faulty?

Confused, she looked towards her own family’s grandson, only to see Wu Zhixing with a solemn face as well. Clearly, Wang Liyao’s strength had taken him by surprise as well. The depth of her Bloodline was unfathomable.

And that Sword… it was actually…

Above the arena, Wang An Nan, who faced the sword light directly, was scared out of his wits.

In the younger generation, his strength was already considered very strong and he had seen many grand scenes, but now he felt the tremble in his calves.

Mommy~ This scene, this posture, why did it kinda resemble the times when his dad beat him up?

In desperation, he frantically circulated his Mysterious Energy, exerting his Swordsmanship with all his might in an attempt to fend off the sword light, even swiftly bringing out a Middle Grade Magical Shield in the midst of his busy defense.

However, faced with that vast, ocean-like Sword Intent, his offense seemed like an ant shaking a tree, utterly crushed.

With just one move, Wang An Nan was beaten and sent flying out, spitting blood.

Heng Commandery Prince on the top floor was nearly frantic with worry, and without regard for propriety, quickly sent a message to Wang Liyao, “Miss Liyao, a stick of incense, don’t forget what you promised me, a stick of incense!”

A stick of incense?

Very well then, she’d beat him for the duration of an entire stick of incense!

Wang Liyao’s expression remained calm, but her attacks were merciless, striking precisely at points that were painful yet non-lethal—guaranteed not to endanger life or leave any internal injuries. She so overwhelmed Wang An Nan that he was soon in a pitiable state.

In the beginning, Wang An Nan stubbornly endured for the sake of his reputation, but eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore and started to cry out miserably for mercy.

Regrettably, since Wang Liyao had promised to fight for the duration of a stick of incense, it would certainly be a full stick of incense, not a second less.

The time of a stick of incense.

In the elegant seats, the makeshift tables onsite were dead silent.

What about the Great Heavenly Proud who was supposed to be in hiding? What about the hope of Wang An Nan’s rise carrying the Ding Duke’s Mansion on his shoulders?

“Grand Aunt Liyao, I was wrong, I admit it, you are my true Grand Aunt~~ Stop hitting me, any more and I’ll be beaten to death.” Wang An Nan’s screams were incessant.

But would Wang Liyao heed him? Having promised Heng Commandery Prince to fight for a stick of incense time, she would not go back on her word.

Ah~ Ah~ Ah

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