I reincarnated in a cultivation world as a omnipotent villain-Chapter 214: Ling Yuexian’s Prowess

The sky above the battlefield was dusty and dark. The strong wind carried the scent of blood and ashes. Corpses covered the ground, and the cries of warriors echoed through the air. Yet, amid this chaos, there was a place of silence—a space where even the battlefield itself seemed to hold its breath.

At the center of this silence, two figures stood facing each other.

Ling Yuexian – Her eyes had turned an icy blue, as if they could pierce through time and space. In her hand, she held a long spear of ice, with veins of light pulsing through it like the lifeblood of a living creature.

Yun Taixing – The younger brother of the Yun Patriarch and uncle of Yun Wang.

They stared at each other, neither making a move. This was an unspoken rule among high-level powerhouses—before the battle began, both sides had the chance to break each other's spirit and mind.

"I must admit, I'm not surprised to see you here," Yuexian said calmly, her voice sharp yet quiet. "The Yun family has always been willing to make the most foolish decisions just to preserve their pride."

Yun Taixing smirked. "And you Ling people have always been too arrogant. Did you really think that hiding that child would let you escape the consequences? It's over, Yuexian. The era of your family's rule has come to an end."

"Hmm? So you believe those lies too?" Yuexian shook her head. "I thought at least you would have a better grasp of the situation. But it seems you're still living in the shadow of your decaying ancestors."

Taixing's eyes darkened. "Shut your mouth!"

He suddenly lunged forward, raising his sword high as he charged at Yuexian. The sheer force of his attack cracked the ground beneath him. Yuexian swiftly spun backward, but Taixing took advantage of the moment, unleashing a wave of black flames.

"Sky-Devouring Dragon!"

The flames twisted into the form of a massive dragon, surging toward Yuexian at a terrifying speed.

But Yuexian simply raised her hand. "Ice Aura: Absolute Shield."

In an instant, the air around her became so cold that even the warriors on the battlefield shivered. A massive crystalline shield of ice formed in front of her, absorbing the black flames with a deafening crash.

BOOM!

A shockwave erupted. Dust filled the air, but before it could settle, Yuexian emerged from within, hurling her spear straight at Taixing.

Taixing deflected the attack with his sword, but the sheer force sent him skidding several meters back. Before he could regain his footing, Yuexian appeared right in front of him.

"Too slow."

With inhuman speed, icy chains shot from her fingertips. Taixing tried to dodge, but one of the chains wrapped around his leg, slamming him into the ground.

BOOM!

The earth cracked, but at the last second, Taixing stabbed his sword into the ground, preventing a full impact. Yet before he could rise, Yuexian raised her spear and struck down with force.

Taixing had only a split second. He swung his sword in a desperate arc, using it to deflect the blow. The clash of weapons sent out a shockwave that threw nearby warriors backward.

Yuexian leaped back, but now it was Taixing's turn to attack.

He shattered the ice chains and spun his sword. "Taste the true power of fire, Yuexian! Forbidden Technique: Eternal Inferno!"

In an instant, black, red, and golden flames erupted from his sword, engulfing the entire battlefield.

For a brief moment, Yuexian narrowed her eyes. "So, you still have some trump cards left..."

She closed her eyes. The air around her grew even colder, but this was no ordinary cold—it was the chill of death itself.

"Alright, then I'll show you what true power is."

She opened her eyes and spun her spear. Silver snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and suddenly, an eerie silence spread across the battlefield.

In an instant, Taixing's flames began to flicker and fade as if all their heat was being devoured by the ice.

Taixing felt his body freezing rapidly. "W-What?!"

Yuexian stepped toward him slowly. "Your power is strong, but against true power, you're still weak."

Taixing tried to strike, but before he could even swing his sword, Yuexian was already behind him.

"It's over."

Her spear pierced through his chest.

Taixing's eyes widened in shock. Blood dripped from his mouth. With ruthless precision, Yuexian twisted the spear and then pulled it out. His body collapsed onto the ground with a final gasp of pain.

Silence fell over the battlefield.

The soldiers and elders of the Yun family stared in horror at Taixing's corpse. They never expected one of their strongest elders to fall so easily—especially to a woman they had underestimated countless times.

"You damned whore! I'll kill you with my own hands!" Yun Wang's bloodshot eyes filled with tears as he screamed.

Yuexian calmly, with an aura of cold and terrifying dignity, turned her gaze away from Taixing's body and looked across the battlefield. The sight that greeted her brought a faint smile to her lips.

The battle was still ongoing, but it was clear that the Ling family was winning. Their elders were pushing back the Yun warriors one by one.

But Ling Yuexian was not done yet. Her eyes landed on an old man standing a short distance away—one of the main elders and likely the oldest surviving figure of the Yun family's current generation. A man who now stood, emotionless, staring at Taixing's corpse.

"So that was all he had," the old man muttered, his voice calm but devoid of emotion. "I always knew Taixing wasn't enough to face you."

Yuexian smirked. "And yet, you're still standing there, not even drawing your sword? Are you afraid, old man?"

The old man narrowed his eyes. "Afraid? Heh, you don't understand true power, girl."

"I wasn't planning to intervene, but I can't pass up an opportunity like this. Killing you could shatter the Ling family's morale."

He took a single step forward, and at that moment, the air shifted. A crushing pressure filled the battlefield, cracking the ground beneath him.

"Many have tried to destroy the Yun family before, but none have succeeded. Do you know why?"

He slowly unsheathed his sword. The blade was black as the night, seemingly absorbing all light around it.

"Because, unlike you, we understand that the only thing necessary for victory is showing no mercy."

But before he could even launch an attack, Yuexian suddenly appeared right in front of him. Her speed was so overwhelming that the old man didn't even have time to react.

"Too late."

BOOM!

The tip of Yuexian's spear burst through the old man's back.

His eyes widened in shock. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. He looked at Yuexian, then at the spear impaling his chest.

"You..." Blood dripped from his lips. "This..."

How could this be possible? How had this girl reached such a level of cultivation? She was still young, yet she had attained this realm?

Why had she been hidden?

As he looked into Ling Yuexian's eyes, he understood why…

She had been waiting. Waiting for a fool like him to walk into her trap.

Yuexian tilted her head slightly. "This is what you call showing no mercy, right?"

With a swift motion, she pulled out her spear, and the old man fell to his knees. The Yun warriors stared in horror.

First, the former patriarch's brother, and now their oldest elder? Was this woman a monster?

But Yuexian was still not finished. She took a step forward, her gaze sweeping over the enemy ranks.

"The Yun family always talks about pride and power. But now what? Two of your elders have fallen before your eyes. Do you still think you can win?"

No one answered. Some warriors even took a step back.

"Hah. All talk."

Without sparing them another glance, she turned away. "Continue, if you dare."

Then, with a smirk, she stepped back and returned to the role of an observer.

But just then, she raised her hand, tracing intricate patterns in the air. An invisible power rippled around her—she was transmitting information about the battle to her ancestors.

She closed her eyes and extended her divine sense—only for the earth and sky to tremble.

From the depths of history, from the ancient tombs, a light shone. One by one, presences that had slumbered for millions of years began to awaken.

The slumbering ancestors of both families had now risen.