SSS rank Mother-In-Law to an Invincible Family

While the Feng sisters dismantled the deputies and their minions, Yan Yuehua stood face-to-face with the leader.

Her posture was calm and composed, a stark contrasting the chaotic spiritual energy swirling around the evil cultivator.

His dark qi formed a stormy aura, crackling with power, but the look in his eyes revealed a mixture of disbelief and hatred.

"You… You dare come here and challenge me?" he snarled, his voice trembling with rage and arrogance.

"Although you are a realm higher than me, I will soon reach that realm, so you should run before my cultivation realm upgrades!"

Yan Yuehua's face remained impassive, her cold eyes fixed on him. "You talk too much."

With a flick of her wrist, a silver blade materialized in her hand, glowing with a faint, deadly light.

Without waiting for a response, she moved. Her speed was blinding, her figure becoming a blur as she closed the distance between them in an instant.

The leader's eyes widened in shock, barely managing to raise a barrier of dark energy in time to block her attack.

But it was no use. Yan Yuehua's sword sliced through his defenses like they were made of paper, the barrier shattering with a deafening crack.

The force of the impact sent the leader stumbling backward, blood dripping from a deep gash across his chest.

He gasped, clutching the wound as his spiritual qi flared wildly, trying to gather more power to retaliate.

But Yan Yuehua was relentless. Her expression remained cold and emotionless as she advanced, her blade glowing brighter with spiritual energy.

"You should've never come out and tried to sacrifice a city without knowing your limits," she said calmly, her voice cutting through the air like her sword.

The leader roared in fury, his dark spiritual qi surging around him like a whirlwind.

Tendrils of black energy lashed out toward Yan Yuehua, crackling with destructive force, but she moved like a phantom, weaving through the attacks with effortless grace.

Each time his dark energy lashed out, her silver blade deflected it, sending the dark qi crashing into the cave walls, leaving deep gashes in the stone.

"Stop toying with me!" the leader bellowed, his voice echoing through the chamber in a mixture of fury and desperation.

He gathered all his remaining strength, his spiritual qi coiling around him like a snake preparing to strike.

With a roar, he hurled a massive sphere of dark energy toward Yan Yuehua, pouring everything he had into the attack.

But Yan Yuehua was already prepared. With a simple wave of her hand, a barrier of silver light shimmered with power before her.

The dark sphere crashed into the barrier with a loud crack, but instead of breaking through, it was absorbed into the silver light, disappearing without a trace.

The leader's face twisted in horror as he realized just how outmatched he was.

"No… No! This can't be happening…" he muttered, his voice trembling.

Yan Yuehua's eyes narrowed, her patience running thin. "It's over."

With a final, powerful strike, she closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye.

Her blade flashed with blinding speed, cutting through the last remnants of the leader's dark defenses and driving deep into his chest.

The leader gasped, his body convulsing as blood sprayed from his mouth. His spiritual qi flickered and faded, leaving him weak and powerless, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

"You… can't… stop me…" he muttered weakly, his voice barely a whisper as his life drained away. "I… was supposed to be… the most powerful… cultivator..."

Yan Yuehua looked down at him, her face as cold and emotionless as ever. "You were never a threat."

With one final twist of her blade, she severed the last threads of his life force. The leader's body slumped to the ground, his eyes glazing over as his soul dissipated into the ether.

The once-mighty leader of the evil organization was now nothing more than a lifeless corpse lying in a pool of his own blood.

The battle was over.

Yan Yuehua stood over the lifeless body for a moment, her silver blade still glowing faintly in the dim light of the cave.

Her breath was steady, and she was unbothered by the fight that had just taken place.

She had never considered the leader a true opponent; his arrogance had sealed his fate.

With a soft sigh, she sheathed her blade and turned to face the Feng sisters, who had just finished their own battle moments earlier.

The Feng sisters stood among the bodies of their fallen enemies, their expressions calm but vigilant. Feng Yu wiped the blood from her sword while Feng Qian adjusted her robes.

Her talismans were still glowing faintly with residual energy.

"It's done," Yan Yuehua said quietly, her tone calm and composed. "Let's leave. There's nothing left here."

The three women exchanged a brief glance, their understanding unspoken. They had come here to complete a mission, and they had done so with ruthless efficiency.

The evil organization that would have threatened the world at large was no more. The dark formation had been dismantled, the leaders eliminated, and the sacrificial ritual halted before it could claim any lives.

Without another word, the three turned and made their way out of the cave, their footsteps silent on the stone floor.

The chamber, once filled with the laughter and arrogance of the evil leader and his deputies, was now eerily quiet, the only sound the faint dripping of blood from the lifeless bodies that littered the ground.

As they left the cave, the sky outside was beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn. The air was crisp and cool, starkly contrasting the cave's oppressive atmosphere.

Yan Yuehua glanced toward the distant city, where the festival continued, the people blissfully unaware of the danger they had narrowly avoided.

The threat had been neutralized, and the peaceful life without stupid people like the dead evil leader to worry about.

The Shadow had finished their work, and the world outside remained blissfully unaware of the storm that had passed through the darkness, leaving nothing but blood and death in its wake.

For the city's people, it was just another night of celebration, and Xu Qianghua wants it to be like that.

As the first rays of sunlight broke over the horizon, the three women disappeared into the shadows, their task complete. Their presence, like always, left no trace behind.

As they did, Yan Yuehua did not forget to inform Xu Qianghua about the mission's success. She then used her power to destroy the mountain as a whole, which buried all the evil cultivators.