With this Golden Flower Tree serving as a shield, White Saintess successfully dodged the disaster, but the Eight-Cornered Bronze Mirror was not so fortunate. Corroded by the black mist, the entire Golden Flower Tree instantly turned black and began to wither and decay.

The black mist crept along the trunk to the mirror’s surface. In just a single breath, the Eight-Cornered Bronze Mirror instantly dulled and lost its luster, several cracks appeared across it, and with a crisp snap, it shattered into several pieces.

Qin Yuesheng found White Saintess difficult to handle, fierce and formidable; the feeling was mutual in White Saintess’s heart about him.

Qin Yuesheng’s methods were endless, and each one possessed extraordinary might. Any slight carelessness would surely lead to death here.

White Saintess had previously witnessed the strange state of the Soul-Catching Arm and knew in her heart that the White Lotus Saint Envoy and the Great Immortal Master Pu Ren of her sect had most likely died at Qin Yuesheng’s hands, their very souls taken and reforged into that thing.

At that moment, she reached behind her back with a snap, and drew forth a white wooden branch as thick as a fist. This white wood branch, entirely like White Jade, had three prongs, each crowned with a leaf.

If not for it being in White Saintess’s hand at this moment, Qin Yuesheng would truly have thought this thing a treasure, an ornament.

But now, White Saintess swept the branch through the air. A beam of treasured radiance burst forth, stretching several zhang long and smashing down at Qin Yuesheng’s head. Yet another Magical Artifact!

Qin Yuesheng sidestepped, just in time to see the treasure light crash down where he had stood, leaving a long trench several zhang in length and a full five feet deep.

When her first strike failed, White Saintess swept several more times. Beams of treasured radiance whistled chaotically toward him. Qin Yuesheng immediately raised his blade to meet them, sparing no thought for the immense drain on his Inner Strength. In a flash, he unleashed Mountain-Crushing, Thunderclap, Blazing Fire: three moves from the Seven Limits Saber Skill, all at once.

In that instant, mountains rose upon mountains, thunder roared like the heavens’ wrath, blazing fire surged to the sky—a true upheaval, as heaven and earth were shaken and anomalies abounded.

Some distance away, Cao Mengda was already utterly dumbstruck. Such a scale of battle was far beyond his comprehension. If not for White Saintess intervening, the troops Cao Mengda brought today would have been of little use at all.

"That old scoundrel Liu Xian actually has such an expert helping him." Cao Mengda could not help sighing with regret.

If this person and White Saintess could both help him, perhaps he alone would have unified all of Jiangnan long ago.

With her Magical Artifact, White Saintess fought Qin Yuesheng evenly. After over a dozen rounds, dust billowed and yellow winds howled, the earth shaking and the sky reeling; neither could gain the upper hand.

But Qin Yuesheng was the first to grow anxious. With Cao Mengda’s troops attacking Yangzhou Prefecture on all sides, White Saintess’s delaying him mattered not to their assault on Yangzhou.

But Sanhuang’s situation was different. There were not many experts among the army. If Qin Yuesheng could not swiftly slay Cao Mengda, the situation would only grow increasingly dire.

But White Saintess had the strength and means to entangle with Qin Yuesheng for a good while longer. She could delay—but Qin Yuesheng could not afford to be delayed.

At that moment, a flash of inspiration struck Qin Yuesheng. He immediately wiped away the disguise technique on his face, letting his true features come into the light once again.

In that instant, the power of [Heavenly Grace] was wholly revealed.

Qin Yuesheng immediately shouted, "Shrew! Look at me, quick!"

White Saintess, hearing this, instinctively looked at Qin Yuesheng’s face—and instantly, her actions froze. Her pretty face turned red in a heartbeat, the blush running all the way from her cheeks to the roots of her ears.

Where had this handsome man come from?!

For a moment, under the charm radiating from his Heavenly Grace, White Saintess stood rooted in place, staring at Qin Yuesheng with rapt, unblinking attention.

In that instant, how could she still bear to attack Qin Yuesheng? She wished she could cradle him in her palms and serve him devotedly.

"Now’s my chance!" Qin Yuesheng rejoiced and immediately swung his saber at White Saintess. If he could kill her, Cao Mengda’s army would be doomed to defeat.

As the Celestial Fire Saber neared her, White Saintess showed no desire to resist, gazing at Qin Yuesheng with eyes full of longing, her glances full of tender emotion.

A woman bewitched by Heavenly Grace is a fool—she’d willingly die by Qin Yuesheng’s hand and call it happiness.

But just then, a sudden anomaly erupted from White Saintess’s body: a white light blazed from her chest as a piece of Han White Jade flew on its own out from within her clothes.

Before the Celestial Fire Saber could strike her, that piece of Han White Jade had already stuck itself tightly to White Saintess’s forehead,

and in that instant, her eyes changed completely, her expression filling with murderous intent.

"Useless fool! With the enemy before you, how dare you let your heart wander." White Saintess said in a cold, threatening tone.

Though her lips moved as if talking to herself, the voice remained the same, but the tone was drastically different—Qin Yuesheng could clearly hear the disparity.

"Who are you?!" Qin Yuesheng demanded.

"The Sect Leader’s name is not something you deserve to know." White Saintess swung her palm—a spinning White Lotus appeared at her palm’s center, and in an instant, the blast of palm qi struck Qin Yuesheng viciously.

He only felt a mighty force crash into him, sending him tumbling and flying back uncontrollably, rolling over the ground several times.

White Saintess struck again with her palm. From the high heavens above, a giant palm manifested, crushing down right as Qin Yuesheng flew through the air, slamming him violently into the ground with a thunderous crash.

From above, one could clearly see a giant five-fingered palm print at the spot where Qin Yuesheng landed.

This palm from White Saintess not only suppressed Qin Yuesheng, but crushed a fair number of unlucky Cao Army soldiers as well.