Chapter 425 The Young Singer's Journey 94
Chapter 425 The Young Singer's Journey 94
boom--
Boom boom—
The two immense forces suddenly converged, and the resulting shockwaves stirred up a cloud of dust, like a raging sea, surging and sweeping wildly in all directions.
However, upon contact with the surrounding semi-transparent barrier, it was completely blocked, and eventually subsided and returned to silence.
As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the figures in the arena reappeared.
Those so-called "immortals" were thrown backward by this force and crashed heavily to the ground.
Those with shallow cultivation were directly reduced to dust and vanished from the world; those with slightly stronger cultivation were also severely injured, suffering unbearable pain, their faces contorted.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's condition didn't seem to be much better than theirs.
His body was covered with all sorts of wounds, big and small, and his bright red clothes were ripped open, with blood seeping out like trickles, clinging the clothes tightly to his skin, making it look particularly shocking.
However, Xiao Yu seemed completely unaware. He paused slightly, then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he charged towards the "immortals" once more.
"Let's give it our all!"
The remaining "immortals" looked at the bodies of their companions around them, their hearts sinking into an abyss. In despair, they were also filled with a renewed courage to fight to the bitter end.
Now, their situation with Xiao Yu is one of life or death, with no way out and no room for maneuver.
So he gritted his teeth and launched an even fiercer attack on Xiao Yu without hesitation.
However, while their methods were ruthless, Xiao Yu was even more ruthless, fighting with a style that was almost like risking his life.
Faced with the enemy's thrusting weapons, he not only did not dodge or flinch, but instead met the challenge head-on, each sword strike aimed directly at the opponent's vital points, showing no mercy, displaying an almost insane ruthlessness.
Xiao Yu now resembles a bloodthirsty beast, fearless of death and only knowing how to kill.
Any 'immortal' who leaves a mark on him will inevitably be cleaved in two by Xiao Yu in the next instant, violently taking his life.
With Xiao Yu's reckless fighting style, the entire battlefield instantly turned into a carnage. He was like a god of death descending to earth, his swordsmanship sharp and decisive, each strike containing boundless power.
After being stained with the blood of these 'immortals', the Heaven-Slaying Sword became even sharper, carrying a monstrous sword aura that easily cleaved the approaching 'immortals' in two.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and screams and desperate cries intertwined to create a horrifying scene.
The entire battlefield had at this moment completely transformed into a living hell.
……
The onlookers were speechless as they stared at Xiao Yu, who was unmatched in the arena.
The shock I felt was indescribable.
Especially Nangong Chunshui and Mo Yi.
The two of them had just truly fought against those 'immortals,' and almost every one of them possessed strength above the Divine Travel Realm.
The two were already feeling immense pressure from the combined attacks of more than a dozen 'immortals', and were almost unable to withstand it, leaving them with shocking wounds on their bodies.
However, Xiao Yu, who had just entered the Divine Realm, was fighting against dozens of 'immortals' all by himself and was firmly in the upper hand, which was completely beyond their imagination.
Nangong Chunshui gently raised his hand, his fingertips lightly touching the translucent barrier. A clear resistance came from it, making him certain that if he exerted even a little more force, he would be violently bounced off the barrier.
"As expected, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding!"
Nangong Chunshui couldn't help but sigh, and with a solemn expression, she lowered her hand and looked back at Xiao Yu, who was fighting against the 'immortals' in the arena.
Mo Yi turned to look at Nangong Chunshui, hesitated, and then suddenly realized that no words in the world could better describe his current state of mind than the eight characters "There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens".
So, he simply nodded emphatically in agreement.
At the same time, he secretly thought to himself, "Since Xiao Yu possesses such extraordinary power, he can surely help me change fate and bring my sister back to life."
A glint of dark purple light flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and her peripheral vision lingered on Ye Ruoyi behind her for a moment, while the latter keenly caught the complex gaze directed at her.
His gaze held joy, anticipation, indifference, and a barely perceptible hint of...killing intent.
Killing intent?
Ye Ruoyi frowned and instinctively looked back at the source of the gaze. When she confirmed that the gaze belonged to Mo Yi, her heart skipped a beat.
Thinking of Mo Yi's unfathomable cultivation level, Ye Ruoyi could only try her best to maintain her composure, subtly withdrawing her probing gaze and trying not to let anyone notice her unusual behavior.
However, Xiao Se still noticed her momentary pause in breathing.
Ye Ruoyi suddenly clenched her hands, then pretended to relax them. Xiao Se's eyes darkened, and he secretly became wary of Mo Yi.
After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Se's gaze lingered between Nangong Chunshui and Mo Yi for a fleeting instant before he stepped towards Nangong Chunshui, raising his hand in a gesture of respect: "Senior..."
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Tianqi City, Imperial Palace.
With the doors and windows of Pingqing Palace open, Emperor Mingde sat somewhat anxiously on the dragon throne, his expression showing a mix of anxiety and unease. His gaze passed over the many palace gates and landed on the southern horizon.
There, a strange black rift hangs silently in the air.
The strange phenomenon in the sky has been going on for more than half an hour. Looking in the direction, it is the place where the Northern Li and Southern Jue are fighting. Could it be that something has happened at the front?
But how could a conflict between two countries create such a strange phenomenon?
"Where is the Imperial Preceptor? Why has he not yet come to the palace to pay his respects?" Emperor Mingde finally could not contain his impatience and asked the eunuch beside him.
Upon hearing this, the young eunuch's heart tightened, and he immediately knelt down, his forehead pressed against the cold ground. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. The Grand Eunuch has personally gone to the Imperial Observatory to urge them on. As for why the Imperial Preceptor has not yet arrived, this servant truly does not know. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Emperor Mingde was seething with anger, but he also knew that this matter had nothing to do with the little eunuch in front of him. He could only barely suppress his anger and waved for him to leave.
A moment later, the Grand Eunuch Jin Xuan hurriedly entered the hall, his face filled with panic: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects."
When Emperor Mingde saw Jin Xuan return alone, he frowned and asked, "Why didn't the Imperial Preceptor come with you?"
Jin Xuan hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, after learning of the strange celestial phenomena, the Imperial Preceptor, along with several other celestial masters, attempted to deduce the secrets of heaven but to no avail. They are now working together to set up a Dragon-Seeking Formation, intending to personally travel to the border to investigate the truth. I know Your Majesty is anxious, so I returned to the palace first to report to Your Majesty."
Emperor Mingde nodded, but upon noticing Jin Xuan's hesitant expression, a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart: "Is there anything else?"
Jin Xuan hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "Your Majesty, on my way back to the palace, I saw golden light flying out from the Number One Pavilion in the World. Before I could see what it was, the golden light flew straight to the strange phenomenon in the south."
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