Just as Wang Jian was about to deliver the final blow, two powerful forces suddenly arrived on the scene. The space around them shimmered, and two massive fleets materialized, surrounding the battlefield.

Leading these forces were two stunningly beautiful women. One was Jingyi Zhumin, Feng Xuan’s third wife, a serene beauty from the Jade Moon Valley. Her ethereal grace and gentle demeanor were captivating, her long, flowing silver hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. Her eyes, a soft shade of lavender, held a gentle warmth.

The other was Han Chenyu, Feng Xuan’s fourth wife, the enigmatic beauty from the Obsidian Caves. Her piercing black eyes held a sharp intelligence, her mind as sharp as any blade. She was a prodigy in strategic warfare and political maneuvering, her long, raven hair framing a face of striking beauty.

It was Han Chenyu who commanded the combined forces, her strategic mind quickly assessing the situation. She had received word from her contacts within the Crimson Flame Belt that Wang Jian, the leader of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, had appeared and was engaged in a fierce battle with her husband.

Without hesitation, she had gathered her forces and combined them with Jingyi Zhumin’s, rushing to Feng Xuan’s aid. Both women’s sects were powerful forces in their respective galaxies, far surpassing the influence of sects within the Crimson Flame Belt. Their marriages to Feng Xuan were initially political arrangements, but over the past seven years, genuine affection had blossomed.

Han Chenyu’s sharp eyes immediately noticed Feng Xuan’s transformed state, the swirling red and blue flames engulfing his body. She recognized the power of the Crimson Flame Pearl, but she also saw that even with its amplified power, Feng Xuan was still struggling against Wang Jian.

’That man… he’s incredibly powerful,’ Han Chenyu thought, her brow furrowing in concentration. ’Even with the Crimson Flame Pearl, Xuan is no match for him.’

However, she didn’t despair. She had come prepared. She had brought with her the supreme treasure of her Obsidian Caves Star sect. She had also asked Jingyi Zhumin to bring the supreme treasure of her Jade Moon Valley Star Sect. It was these treasures that allowed their respective sects to reign supreme in their galaxies.

Jingyi Zhumin, as beautiful as Han Chenyu, possessed a gentle beauty. Her skin was as pale as moonlight, her eyes a soft shade of emerald green, and her long, flowing hair a shimmering shade of gold. Like Yujia and Xinqiao, she also possessed an extremely voluptuous figure.

Han Chenyu, equally stunning, had a more sharp and commanding presence. Her eyes, as black as obsidian, held a piercing gaze, and her features were sharp and defined. She also possessed a voluptuous figure that rivaled the other three women.

These treasures were not mere artifacts crafted by human hands. They were heavenly supreme treasures, formed naturally after the destruction of galaxies. The Jade Moon Valley Star sect had managed to trap one of these treasures within a mystical jade orb, which they called the ’Lunar Tear’. The Lunar Tear had the power to manipulate lunar energy, granting its wielder incredible control over gravity and spatial laws.

The Obsidian Caves Star sect had similarly captured another heavenly supreme treasure within a dark, obsidian blade, known as the ’Void Cutter’. The Void Cutter held the power to manipulate the void itself, allowing its wielder to create portals, teleport, and even tear holes in the fabric of space. These treasures were so powerful that even a Godking would covet them.

Han Chenyu raised her hand, and a dark, obsidian blade appeared in her grasp. The Void Cutter pulsed with dark energy, the air around it shimmering and distorting.

Jingyi Zhumin gently raised her hand, and a beautiful jade orb materialized in her palm. The Lunar Tear glowed with a soft, ethereal light, emitting waves of gentle energy.

“Xuan!” Han Chenyu called out, her voice echoing across the battlefield. “We’re here to help!”

Feng Xuan, hearing his wives’ voices, turned his head to see them standing at the head of their respective fleets. His eyes widened in surprise and relief.

“Chenyu! Zhumin!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with gratitude. “You’re here!”

Wang Jian, seeing the arrival of the two fleets and the appearance of the two powerful treasures, raised an eyebrow. ’Well, this is certainly an unexpected turn of events,’ he thought, a hint of amusement in his eyes. ’Looks like the cavalry has arrived. This is going to be more interesting than I thought.’

He turned his attention back to Feng Xuan, a playful smile on his lips. “Looks like you’ve got some backup, Feng Xuan,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “Shall we continue?”

Han Chenyu, ignoring Wang Jian’s taunts, focused her attention on Feng Xuan. “Xuan,” she said, her voice firm and resolute, “we will handle this. You need to recover.”

Feng Xuan nodded, realizing that he was in no condition to continue fighting. He had pushed himself to his limits, and his body was aching, his energy depleted. He knew that he would only be a hindrance if he continued to fight.

Han Chenyu then turned her attention to Wang Jian, her eyes narrowing. “You,” she said, her voice cold and sharp, “you will pay for harming my husband.”

Jingyi Zhumin, standing beside Han Chenyu, nodded in agreement. Her gentle demeanor had vanished, replaced by a steely determination. “You have gone too far,” she said, her voice soft but firm.

Wang Jian chuckled, a playful glint in his eyes. “Oh really?” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “Let’s see about that.” He was now facing not just Feng Xuan, but two powerful women wielding treasures of unimaginable power. The fight was about to escalate to a whole new level.

Han Chenyu and Jingyi Zhumin moved forward, their eyes fixed on Wang Jian. The Void Cutter pulsed with dark energy, while the Lunar Tear emitted waves of soft, ethereal light. The two women stood side by side, a formidable force against Wang Jian.

’Well, well, well,’ Wang Jian thought, a playful grin spreading across his face. ’Looks like things are about to get interesting. Two beauties wielding heavenly treasures. This should be fun.’

Han Chenyu was the first to attack, wielding the Void Cutter with deadly precision. She slashed through the air, creating a tear in space that opened directly behind Wang Jian. A torrent of dark energy erupted from the portal, aimed at his back.

Jingyi Zhumin followed up with her own attack, channeling the power of the Lunar Tear. She manipulated the gravitational forces around Wang Jian, creating a localized gravity well that tried to crush him.

Wang Jian, sensing the immense power contained within these attacks, decided not to take them lightly. He vanished in a burst of speed, dodging the torrent of dark energy and escaping the crushing gravity well. ’Whoa, that was close,’ he thought, a hint of surprise in his eyes. ’That energy… it feels like the pure essence of an entire galaxy. These treasures are definitely… interesting.’

He reappeared a short distance away, his eyes fixed on the two women. ’They’re actually quite skilled,’ he thought, a hint of appreciation in his voice. ’Their coordination is impressive, and they’re utilizing the treasures’ power effectively. They are certainly a much better challenge than that trash Feng Xuan.’

Han Chenyu and Jingyi Zhumin continued their coordinated assault, combining the power of their heavenly treasures with their own martial arts techniques. Han Chenyu created more spatial tears, sending blasts of dark energy towards Wang Jian from multiple directions. Jingyi Zhumin manipulated the gravitational forces, creating waves of crushing pressure and even attempting to warp space around him.

Wang Jian, while cautious of the energy emanating from the treasures, easily dodged their coordinated attacks. He was vastly more experienced and skilled than either of them, and their attacks, while powerful, were ultimately predictable. He moved with effortless grace, dodging, weaving, and occasionally delivering a swift counterattack.

Feng Xuan, meanwhile, watched the battle from a distance, his face a mask of frustration. He had consumed several powerful healing pellets, and his body was slowly recovering, but he was still far from being able to rejoin the fight. He gritted his teeth, feeling utterly helpless as he watched his wives fight against Wang Jian.

Wang Jian, while dodging an attack from Han Chenyu, glanced at Feng Xuan, a smirk playing on his lips. “You know,” he said, his voice loud enough for both women to hear, “your husband is quite… disappointing. He’s all talk and no action. You two are putting up a much better fight than he ever did.”

Han Chenyu and Jingyi Zhumin both glared at Wang Jian, their faces flushed with anger. They didn’t appreciate him insulting their husband.

’He’s trying to provoke us,’ Han Chenyu thought, her eyes narrowing. ’He’s trying to make us lose our focus.’

Jingyi Zhumin, despite her usually gentle nature, felt a surge of anger. She channeled more power into the Lunar Tear, creating a massive gravity wave that crashed towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian, seeing the intensified attack, decided to have a little fun. He casually dodged the gravity wave, then suddenly appeared behind Jingyi Zhumin. He reached out and playfully patted her buttocks, eliciting a startled gasp from her.

“Nice form,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “But you need to put a little more… oomph into it.”

Jingyi Zhumin’s face turned crimson with anger. She spun around, unleashing a flurry of attacks with the Lunar Tear, manipulating the gravitational forces with even greater intensity.

Wang Jian, still toying with her, easily dodged her attacks, occasionally reaching out to touch her body, either grabbing her waist or even touching her breasts, making her gasp and stumble. He then turned his attention to Han Chenyu, who was launching a series of spatial tears towards him. He casually dodged the dark energy blasts, then suddenly appeared beside her, whispering in her ear.

“You know,” he murmured, his voice low and seductive, “you have a very… intriguing mind. I’d love to explore it sometime.” He then reached out and gently caressed her cheek, eliciting a shiver from her.

Han Chenyu’s face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. She pushed him away, unleashing a barrage of spatial tears towards him, her movements becoming more frantic.

Wang Jian chuckled, easily dodging her attacks. ’They’re getting angry,’ he thought, a mischievous glint in his eyes. ’Perfect. A little anger always makes things more… interesting.’

He was thoroughly enjoying himself, toying with these two beautiful women, pushing their buttons, and enjoying their reactions. He continued to fight, casually dodging their attacks, occasionally fondling their bodies, and constantly taunting Feng Xuan.

The fight was far from over, but Wang Jian was clearly in control, enjoying every moment of it.

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