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The cheers from Yu Feiyan’s side continued spreading across the battlefield.Many on Yu Wenzhao’s side still refused to believe it.
How could such a thing happen?
Surely there had been some mistake.
However, their doubts did not last long.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly emerged from the shattered Flying Ship.
It was Yu Feiyan, and in her hand was Yu Wenzhao.
The Third Prince was being dragged through the air by his collar.
His robes were disheveled and his expression ugly.
No matter how much humiliation burned within him, there was nothing he could do.
The moment the two appeared above the battlefield, countless eyes widened.
"It’s really His Highness!"
"The Third Prince was actually captured!"
"How is this possible?! What are his guards doing?"
This time, there was no room for doubt.
Everyone could see it with their own eyes.
The impossible had happened.
Yu Feiyan had truly captured Yu Wenzhao.
The morale of Yu Wenzhao’s forces immediately plummeted.
Far above, the Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal naturally noticed the development.
His expression changed instantly.
The mockery and confidence from earlier vanished completely.
"Impossible!"
His eyes locked onto Yu Wenzhao.
The Third Prince truly had been captured.
A chill immediately crept into his heart.
If Yu Wenzhao died, everything would be over.
The Heaven Suppression Sect had already committed itself to Yu Wenzhao’s faction.
If the Third Prince fell now, the sect would inevitably suffer tremendous losses afterward.
Without hesitation, he made a decision.
He looked toward the Crimson Thunder Palace’s Earth Immortal.
"Keep Su Binglan occupied!"
His aura erupted.
"I’m going to rescue His Highness!"
The Crimson Thunder Palace’s Earth Immortal frowned because he knew that Su Binglan was stronger than him.
Without another Earth Immortal, it would be difficult to fight against her.
However, after only a moment’s hesitation, he nodded.
"Very well!"
The Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal immediately prepared to break away from the battle.
Unfortunately, someone stood in his path.
A sword appeared before him.
The surrounding temperature plummeted once more.
Su Binglan stood silently between him and Yu Feiyan.
Her expression remained calm.
"You wish to leave? Have you asked for my permission?"
The Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal’s face darkened.
"Move aside!"
His aura exploded violently.
However, Su Binglan’s sword intent only grew sharper.
"Don’t be in such a hurry. If you want to leave, you have to go through me!"
Her icy gaze fell upon him.
The Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal gritted his teeth.
A terrifying pressure erupted from his body, yet Su Binglan did not retreat even half a step.
Although she was at a disadvantage against two opponents, with Yu Wenzhao captured, she didn’t think this fight would last much longer.
At that moment, Yu Feiyan’s voice suddenly echoed throughout the battlefield.
"Everyone stop!"
Countless cultivators turned toward her.
Yu Feiyan smiled faintly then she casually lifted Yu Wenzhao higher.
The Third Prince’s expression immediately darkened.
A terrifying force restrained him completely.
No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t break free.
Yu Feiyan looked toward the Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal.
Then toward the Crimson Thunder Palace’s Earth Immortal.
Then toward the countless cultivators below.
Her smile widened slightly.
"I believe everyone should calm down."
The battlefield gradually fell silent.
Even the ongoing clashes began slowing because everyone understood what was happening.
Yu Feiyan lightly patted Yu Wenzhao’s shoulder.
The gesture nearly made him cough blood from humiliation.
Then she spoke casually.
"If anyone takes another step..."
Her tone remained relaxed.
Yet the meaning behind her words caused countless hearts to tremble.
"I’ll kill him!"
Silence!
The Heaven Suppression Sect’s Earth Immortal froze.
The Crimson Thunder Palace’s Earth Immortal’s expression changed.
Yu Wenzhao was already completely within her control.
If she truly wished to kill him, no one present could stop her in time.
Yu Feiyan smiled.
Meanwhile, Yu Wenzhao’s face had become ashen.
For the first time since the battle began, he truly understood the severity of his situation.
Before, he had believed that rescue was inevitable.
That his guards would save him.
That the Earth Immortals would save him.
That his army would save him.
But now, reality was staring him directly in the face.
His life was no longer in his own hands.
One thought from Yu Feiyan.
One movement of her fingers.
And everything could end.
The battlefield remained deathly silent.
The moment Yu Wenzhao was captured, the battle had fundamentally changed.
And if he died here today, this war for the throne might very well end alongside him.
The Third Prince’s face had become increasingly ugly.
Humiliation.
Anger.
Frustration.
All of it churned within his heart.
Never in his life had he imagined that he would one day be held up like a hostage before an entire battlefield.
Yet despite his situation, Yu Wenzhao did not give up.
He continued struggling.
Boom!
His cultivation erupted once more.
Qi surged violently through his meridians.
Unfortunately, it was of no use at all.
Yu Feiyan’s grip remained completely unmoving.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t escape.
However, Yu Wenzhao was not someone who would surrender easily.
His gaze swept across the battlefield.
He could already see the hesitation spreading through his army.
Many cultivators had stopped fighting.
The morale of his army that had once filled the battlefield was rapidly declining.
The moment Yu Wenzhao saw this, alarm bells immediately rang within his heart.
No!
This could not continue.
If the army surrendered now, everything would be over.
Years of preparation.
Years of planning.
Years of sacrifices.
All of it would vanish.
His eyes immediately turned fierce.
"Do not surrender!"
His voice thundered across the battlefield.
The sudden roar startled countless cultivators.
Even Yu Feiyan glanced at him.
Yu Wenzhao ignored her.
His gaze remained fixed on his army.
"Continue fighting!"
His voice echoed through heaven and earth.
"No one is allowed to stop!"
Many of his subordinates hesitated.
"Your Highness..."
One of the elders didn’t know whether they should listen since Yu Wenzhao might be killed if they failed to do as Yu Feiyan said.
Yu Wenzhao immediately cut him off.
"This is an order!"
The authority within his voice returned.
The bearing of a prince once more appeared.
"Do you think she dares kill me?"
The question caused many people to pause.
Indeed!
Yu Wenzhao was not an ordinary cultivator.
He was an imperial prince.
One of the empire’s most important figures.
Killing him would have enormous consequences.
Yu Wenzhao quickly noticed the change in their expressions.
His confidence grew.
"She won’t!"
He laughed coldly.
"She captured me because she wants leverage. If she kills me, she loses her greatest bargaining chip."
Many cultivators gradually calmed down.
The logic sounded reasonable.
He glanced toward the sky.
The two Earth Immortals.
Nearly fifteen Immortal Ascension Realm experts.
An army that still outnumbered the enemy.
The advantages hadn’t disappeared simply because he had been captured.
As long as they remained calm, they could still turn the situation around.
At least, that was what Yu Wenzhao desperately wanted everyone to believe, including himself.
Because beneath his confident appearance, a tiny seed of fear had already taken root.
The truth was that even he wasn’t completely certain.
Would Yu Feiyan really not kill him?
Logically speaking, she shouldn’t.
Rationally speaking, she wouldn’t.
Yet he also knew that this wasn’t the same Yu Feiyan he once knew or whether she is Yu Feiyan at all.
Still, he had no choice but to persist.
The throne was within reach.
He had come too far to abandon it now.
Qin Lingxiao merely looked at Yu Wenzhao with amusement.
The Third Prince was still trying to salvage the situation.
Still trying to convince both himself and his subordinates that everything remained within his grasp.
Qin Lingxiao did not care, though.
Whether the battle continued for another hour or another month made little difference to her.
It didn’t affect her plans at all.
Thus, while Yu Wenzhao continued issuing orders, Qin Lingxiao simply listened with a faint smile.
Almost as though she were watching an amusing performance.
Just as she was thinking this—
Swish!
A figure suddenly appeared beside her.
If others looked at her, no one would recognize her despite her formidable strength.
After all, she was not from the Desolate Heaven Empire.
She was one of the experts Qin Lingxiao had brought from her clan.
The woman appeared unusually serious, even somewhat anxious.
The moment Qin Lingxiao saw her expression, her brows rose slightly.
Very few things could make her look like this.
The woman immediately bowed.
"Miss!"
Qin Lingxiao nodded casually.
"What is it?"
Her tone remained relaxed.
Even now, she could not think of anything that would truly trouble her.
"A problem has arisen."
Qin Lingxiao remained calm.
"Oh?"
The woman took a deep breath.
"Long Haotian has been captured."
The smile on Qin Lingxiao’s face immediately froze.
For the first time since appearing on the battlefield, genuine surprise flashed through her eyes.
"...What?"
The subordinate quickly continued.
"Not only him."
Her voice became increasingly grave.
"The two elders accompanying him have also been captured."