Chapter 185: The True Opponent
“Roar!”
With a long howl, the Yellow Dragon Sword’s light blazed brightly, like a yellow blazing sun blooming in Que Fang.
Behind Li Weiyi, a seven-foot-tall battle intent figure emerged naturally with one sword strike. This battle intent figure was completely different from the one cultivated through the Heaven-Overturning Palm Seal; it was another old immortal.
It was the battle intent cultivated from practicing “Grand Unity Opens the Sea.”
“Splash!”
The descending magic energy palm seal was shattered by Li Weiyi’s sea-opening sword strike. The sword qi turned into a yellow dragon and flew out, shattering the Que Fang window. After that, the yellow dragon dispersed into sword qi, drawing exclamations from countless martial cultivators in the Fourth Floor Pavilion.
They never imagined that while the successors were dueling below, martial cultivators were also fighting above.
A flash of surprise passed through Qian Yan Zhen’s eyes, and she lightly called out “Good.” Her true body shifted as if teleporting, swiftly charging toward Li Weiyi.
Everyone in Que Fang knew clearly that once Li Weiyi was captured, they would also be killed to silence them.
Instead, helping Li Weiyi escape would make it meaningless for Qian Yan Zhen to kill them afterward; she would surely flee immediately to avoid being surrounded and hunted by Imperial Court masters.
In duels between masters, analysis and judgment all happen in an instant.
The outcome of life and death often depends on whether the judgment at the critical moment is correct.
“Want to borrow my brother Weiyi’s human skin? Have you asked me, the Ten-Meal Law King?”
A sharp glint suddenly appeared in the eyes of Shi Shishi’s honest, chubby face as he chuckled foolishly. Magic energy exploded from his body, filling every inch of space in Que Fang.
Qian Yan Zhen clearly hadn’t expected a gluttonous little fatty of sixteen or seventeen to erupt with such tyrannical magic energy energy in an instant.
Cultivation at the Sixth Sea, and a Nine Springs Supreme Person.
These were secondary.
What truly troubled Qian Yan Zhen was the layered power fluctuations when the opponent struck with a fist like a meteor.
For mortals in the same realm to face a Pure Immortal Body, they could rely on higher-grade magic tools, higher-level battle intent, or purer magic energy…
Each was extremely difficult; a Pure Immortal Body wouldn’t allow same-realm mortal martial cultivators to catch up in these aspects and would strive to compensate for their own weaknesses.
What Shi Shishi was using now was a fist martial art that instantly multiplied power, specially prepared for same-realm Pure Immortal Body martial cultivators. As long as one move could heavily injure them, victory would be possible.
Without using this move, he only had the combat power of a Nine Springs mortal.
With this move, he could Defying the Strong.
Of course, such explosive martial arts were extremely hard to cultivate and required special distributions of veins in the body; only those with exceptional talent could master it.
Qian Yan Zhen couldn’t ignore this fierce incoming fist. Continuing to pursue Li Weiyi would mean taking it head-on, and even with her cultivation, she would be heavily injured.
“Two judgment errors; this is the result.”
Qian Yan Zhen sighed, turned around, and reached out with five fingers. With a profound technique as if containing heaven and earth in her palm, she precisely grabbed Shi Shishi’s fist.
“Boom!”
The clashing force not only shook Qi Wangshu and Zuo Qiu Bai Yuan in Que Fang crashing into the wall and falling, shattering all tables and chairs. It even made the entire Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion shake lightly, with the seventh-layer formation emerging.
Shi Shishi cried out in misery; he had never encountered such a terrifying enemy. Breaking his Soaring Fist this way—how was he supposed to fight?
“Clang!”
Behind him, a piercing sword cry rang out.
Something beyond Qian Yan Zhen’s expectations happened again—her third judgment error.
By the time she heard the sword cry…
Li Weiyi, who hadn’t fled but returned like lightning, had already stabbed a sword into her back.
The sword tip pierced one inch but could advance no further.
A mountainous wave of magic energy, accompanied by numerous sparks, erupted from Qian Yan Zhen’s body, shaking Li Weiyi back. Shi Shishi took a palm strike, his body flying out, blood flowing from all seven orifices.
Having made three consecutive judgment errors yet still alive, Qian Yan Zhen knew it was solely due to her far superior cultivation compared to the two. If their cultivation were one realm higher, she would probably be heavily injured by now.
As Qian Yan Zhen prepared to strike down Shi Shishi and suppress Li Weiyi, an unprecedented pain that pierced straight to her soul spirit came from her back.
“This… the sword is problematic…”
It was just pierced one inch by a sword; for an ash spirit, it shouldn’t cause any injury at all.
But at the spot pierced by the sword, sparks surged wildly like spurting blood, impossible to stop. The human skin on her back burned to ashes in an instant, revealing her ash spirit true body.
Li Weiyi and Shi Shishi seized this rare opportunity. One carried Qi Wangshu, the other held Zuo Qiu Bai Yuan, and they rushed straight to the wide window behind the desk, leaping down toward the Bing Zu Marsh below.
This was the fastest way to escape!
The stairs were blocked now; fleeing with people might allow Qian Yan Zhen to catch up. Moreover, the pavilion might harbor ash spirits and demonic creatures from the Far West Ash Region.
Qian Yan Zhen focused on healing, refining the strange sword qi invading her body. She could only watch helplessly as the two escaped, noting Li Weiyi’s name in her mind, along with his sword that could release yellow dragon sword qi.
That sword seemed to counter ash spirits—too dangerous.
From the Fourth Floor Pavilion to the sea surface was dozens of feet high.
In the whistling wind of the fall, Li Weiyi heard a dragon’s roar from afar and looked over.
There, on the sea surface near the shore in the distance, an azure giant dragon formed of battle intent wound through the water, wrapped in a magic energy cloud, as if able to overturn seas and rivers, stirring up massive waves.
It was fighting a certain strong practitioner.
Before Li Weiyi could see who the opponent was, his body plunged into the water with a splash, sinking toward the icy deep sea.
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Lu Cangsheng heard the screams of Lei Xiao Sect Disciple from the sea surface and decisively abandoned suppressing Ming Nian Sheng. Riding wind and lightning, he rushed toward Bing Zu Marsh.
The Dragon Hall could rank first in the Eastern Territory’s First Rank; its cultivation made it impossible for Long Ting to have a chance to counter-kill Lei Xiao Sect disciples. Undoubtedly, something had gone wrong there.
Long Ting had fled along the Bing Zu Marsh coastline to the east.
But now, no sign of Long Ting was visible. Only Dragon Hall was fully releasing magic energy and battle intent, treading an azure dragon with radiant immortal light on his body, locked in a sea battle with an invisible supreme enemy.
The water was Dragon Hall’s home field, his most advantageous combat environment.
But the arriving Lu Cangsheng drew a cold breath, seeing that Dragon Hall was completely at a disadvantage, constantly retreating: “How is this possible… How can the younger generation have such a strong practitioner?”
Searching for the seven or eight Lei Xiao Sect disciples he had sent out, he couldn’t even find a single corpse.
“Worthy of the Eastern Territory’s number one dragon Banished Immortal, strength is impressive. But without dragon bone in the body and insufficient dragon soul, it’s all show.”
Luan Sheng Lin You’s elegant and poised figure approached from the sea, their robes very strange, like draped in a starry sky. Reflected in the water, sparkling and twinkling, imprinting a starry sky scene over a vast sea area.
After fighting for so long, the enemy finally appeared.
“My bones are dragon bones. My soul is dragon soul. Who is all show? We’ll know after fighting.”
Dragon Hall stared proudly at them, blood surging in his body. Scaly patterns appeared on his arm skin, and from the ancestral field in his abdomen flew a 120,000-jin heavy Bronze War Spear.
He knew clearly that what he faced next was the most difficult and important battle since cultivation began; the speed of magic energy surging in his body reached an unprecedented level.
Luan Sheng Lin You’s long hair shifted between silver and white. The waves under their feet piled higher and higher. Finally, hands behind back like standing on a mountain peak, they glanced at Lu Cangsheng who arrived a step behind: “Thirty-Six Lightning Array, Thunder Department Deity battle intent. What a pity!”
“Where is the pity?” Lu Cangsheng’s tone was flat.
The two were several li apart, yet their voices carried clearly into each other’s ears.
The waves and wind on the sea seemed to quiet down.
“If your Thunder Strike Formation reached Seventy-Two, today I would regard you as a respectable opponent. But now, it’s quite lacking,” Luan Sheng Lin You said.
Lu Cangsheng smiled bitterly: “In Lei Xiao Sect history, all who cultivated Seventy-Two Thunder Strike Formations were Longevity Realm predecessors. I’m only at the Five Seas!”
“So, you two come at me together!” Luan Sheng Lin You said.
Hearing this, Dragon Hall and Lu Cangsheng’s eyelids twitched, feeling humiliated, their battle fires burning ever fiercer.
The martial cultivators atop the distant Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion were all stunned by Luan Sheng Lin You’s qi soul.
In the younger generation, no one could face two successors with one against two.
Let alone the two strongest in the Eastern Territory.
“Rumble!”
Lu Cangsheng hovered in mid-air several feet above the sea. Lightning patterns appeared in the flesh at his brow tail, his pupils turning into lightning vortexes, sharp beyond compare, battle intent soaring to the nine heavens.
Hands pointing to the sky.
Immediately, winds and clouds shifted. Thirty-six lightning pillars and Thunder Department Deity battle intent appeared simultaneously over the sea.
Thunder roared endlessly, electric lights like serpentine shuttles racing across the sea surface toward Luan Sheng Lin You.
The entire sea area brightened up.
“Roar!”
Dragon Hall let out a long howl, emitting a drawn-out dragon’s roar. His hair shot upward to the firmament as he trod the dragon and rode the waves forward. He swung the Bronze War Spear, splitting the water surface and extending toward the wave mountain peak under Luan Sheng Lin You’s feet ahead.
Commanding vast expanses, overlooking ten thousand li.
That momentum seemed to part Bing Zu Marsh.
Luan Sheng Lin You stepped forward.
The towering giant wave mountain peak under their feet followed their magic energy, arcing down to cover them like clear clouds and closed moon, burying the two below.
Dragon Hall and Lu Cangsheng looked up to see the water curtain overhead reflected by Luan Sheng Lin You’s robes into a true starry sky, suddenly pressing down on them.
The Thunder Department Deity battle intent raised both arms, trying to support the falling starry sky.
Lu Cangsheng controlled the Thirty-Six Lightning Array, and Dragon Hall with his spear strike. One left, one right, they erupted all their magic energy, unleashing lifetime martial arts, joining forces to meet the figure bringing them immense pressure.
“Boom!”
Qi machines entangled, massive waves exploding in the clash of the three strong practitioners. Both the azure dragon and Thunder Department Deity dharma forms shattered.
Dragon Hall and Lu Cangsheng flew backwards, blood flowing from mouths and noses.
Meanwhile, Luan Sheng Lin You had flown over their heads like a silver stream trace, slicing the sea surface, approaching behind Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion. Only then did they shoot upward like a light pillar, hovering in mid-air level with the seventh floor: “Ge Xian Tong, you are my true opponent!”
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