"Augh!" Venerable Slayingsword berseru frustasi sambil berputar, mengacaukan kekuatan yang mendorongnya mundur dan membuat dirinya berhenti tiba-tiba. Ia mengayunkan pedangnya—sebuah pulwar dengan melengkung yang sangat indah dan panjang tiga meter—sementara Niat Pedang menyala-nyala dalam matanya. Meski ia memancarkan cahaya pedang yang tajam seperti beladama, rasa kaguman mendalam menembus hatinya.
Kekuatan Wei Wuyin jauh melampaui bayangan yang ia bayangkan, menghancurkan setiap kepercayaan tentang kultivasi yang tertanam dalam jiwa, dan menggenjankannya dengan perasaan inferior yang beragam. Pertama, domain duniawi Wei Wuyin menghancurkan langit dengan ukuran 777.000.000 meter—dekat dengan 500.000 mil—yang bisa bersaing dengan ukuran sebuah bintang!
Di samping itu, ia tidak pernah merasakan pembatasan sebelumnya. Energi ambient, esensi surgawi, dan mana dalam Dark Void takhta oleh domain duniawi Wei Wuyin, membuatnya—sebagai Ascended—hanya bisa bergantung pada Kekuatan Mistisnya. Ini adalah skenario yang tak pernah dialaminya sejak menjadi Ascended sejati, karena tekanan duniawi adalah bawaannya, dan ia bisa meraih energi, esensi, dan mana dengan mudah.
Namun, di sini, dalam domain duniawi ini, semuanya terbatas darinya meskipun berusaha berulang kali. Dan tidak hanya itu.
Woosh!
Wei Wuyin dengan Santai melangkah melalui Dark Void, memanfaatkan setiap ounce kekuatan yang bisa dikonversi oleh domain duniawinya untuk membantu gerakannya, mengirimkannya ribuan mil dengan setiap langkah. Mata Venerable Slayingsword menyala dengan cahaya pedang saat Kekuatan Mistisnya menyatu dengan energi spasial bawaannya, menggabungkan keduanya—ia memanfaatkan Kekuatan Spasial Ascended dan mencoba Spatial Shift!
Kun Yiming sedang diburu—istrinya—dan Wei Wuyin baru saja menunjukkan kemampuannya untuk bertarung melawan Ascended, bahkan melukai Kun Yiming dan Venerable Bluecloud yang sedang berdarah. Rasa takut muncul di dalam hatinya saat pemikirannya kehilangan Kun Yiming muncul secara mendesak.
Namun, ketika Spatial Shift-nya digunakan, terasa seperti tangan tak berwujud yang mengarahkannya ke tempat lain. Jika Kekuatan Spasial mengikuti kehendaknya, ia akan tiba sebelum Kun Yiming, membantu bertahan bersama untuk bertahan melawan Wei Wuyin. Sayangnya, ia justru berada sekitar enam puluh ribu mil jauh. Betul!
Ini adalah upaya ketiga Venerable Slayingsword, namun tidak peduli apa pun yang dicobanya, begitu ia memasuki ruang tetap, ia tidak bisa mengendalikan tujuan. Ia tidak tahu apakah ini disebabkan oleh domain duniawi Wei Wuyin atau kekuatan lain!
"ARGH!" Ia mengaum ganas, menolak untuk menerima. Dengan kedua tangannya memegang pedang, ia mengayunkan senjata melalui domain duniawi sambil berusaha mendekat ke Wei Wuyin.
Boom! BOOM! BAM!
Ia hanya bisa menyaksikan Wei Wuyin menyerang Kun Yiming yang sedang melarikan diri. Meskipun kecepatannya luar biasa, setiap kali Wei Wuyin bertindak, kekuatan gravitasi yang menakutkan muncul dan melambatkan geraknya, sehinghia ia hanya bisa menerima beberapa pukuan.
Sayap Silverflow-nya digunakan sebagai perisai, melindungi ia dari serangan Wei Wuyin yang menggabungkan kekuatan fisiknya dengan energi yang terkonsentrasi dalam satu gerakan—mendekati 500.000 mil energi, esensi, dan mana. Untungnya, sayap-sayapnya adalah bertipe Mistis dan bertahan. Namun, dampaknya tiba-tiba melewati sayap dan Demonic Qi-nya, mengenai tanpa bisa dihindari!
Ia terlengkung mundur dengan darah mengalir dari hidung dan bibirnya, terbang tidak terkendali sambil berteriak kesakitan.
Venerable Slayingsword tiba setelah mendorong kecepatannya maksimal, mengorbankan banyak Kekuatan Mistis untuk melakukannya, dengan tangannya di pegang pedang, ia mengangkatnya di atas kepalanya sambil menginvestasikan lebih banyak energi. Ada rasa desperasi dan kehendak kuat dalam gerakannya.
SHIING!
Ia tidak lagi menahan diri; Venerable Slayingsword melepaskan Seni Mistis terkuatnya—God-Slaying Art: Greatfall! Nama yang megah didukung dengan kekuatan yang luar biasa, benar-benar memanfaatkan tujuh puluh persen kekuatannya untuk menyerang! Ia tidak mau lagi membiarkan Wei Wuyin memanfaatkan kekuatan eksternal untuk menghalanginya, sehingga ia harus menyerang dengan kekuatan yang melampaui batas kekuatan yang dikonversi.
Wei Wuyin menolehkan kepalanya, matanya peraknya memantulkan lautan cahaya pedang yang Venerable Slayingsword jadikan. Namun, tidak ada rasa takut di matanya. Sebaliknya, ia menggapai ke dalam Jinak Transformasi Naga, memanfaatkan Draconic Void Force, dan dengan satu ayunan tangan, cahaya abu-abu menyelimuti Kun Yiming yang sedang berputar.
Ia bahkan belum menyadari cahaya tak berwujud yang menyelimutinya, muncul dari area yang Wei Wuyin sebelumnya tembakkan, meninggalkan kekuatan ini, sehingga ketika ia merasakan tubuhnya bergeser melalui ruang, ekspresinya tertegak surirana saat lautan cahaya pedang yang sama memantul di pupil matanya.
Kun Yiming kini ditangkap; Wei Wuyin saat ini memegang sayap kirinya dengan tangannya dan lehernya dengan tangan kanannya. Kedua tangannya telah melalui transformasi Naga sebagian, dengan sisik segitiga enam yang indah dan claw-naga yang tajam dan halus, mengekalkan kekuatan yang Kun Yiming tidak bisa pecundang dalam waktusingkat meskipun usahanya keras.
Demonic Qi-nya bergetar saat melawan kekuatan Wei Wuyin, namun hatinya penuh kaguman saat lautan cahaya pedang mendekat! Situasinya yang genting langsung diketahui, dan hatinya mendingin sekaligus ia berusaha keras.
"Stop!" teriaknya dengan rasa takut.
Pedang Venerable Slayingsword mengandung sebagian besar kekuatannya, dan mencakup kekuatan pengunci yang tak terduga—biasanya berarti harus menghadapi atau mengorbankan kekuatan yang cukup untuk memecah belenggu itu. Namun, Venerable Slayingsword tidak pernah membayangkan bahwa Wei Wuyin akan menggunakan istrinya sebagai perisai daging!
Ia tertegak; dengan urgensi yang belum pernah terjadi, ia mengaum dalam hatinya sambil melepaskan seni mistisnya, menggunakan semua kekuatan mistis yang tersisa dan bahkan menyentuh kedalaman misteri dalam Mistis Jiwa-nya, menggunakan segalanya hanya untuk mengubah lintasan!
WOOSH!
SHIIIIIIING!!!
Teriakan pedang yang panjang menggema melintasi lautan cahaya pedang di antara Wei Wuyin dan Kun Yiming, meleset jarak sejengkal, namun ke tajamnya masih mengiris sayap-sayapnya dan Demonic Qi, menusuk kulit dan menimbulkan ribuan potongan kecil. Ia langsung menjadi sosokan berceruk darah sekaligus meraung lantang kesakitan.
Wei Wuyin tidak terluka karena ia berhasil memanfaatkannya sebagai perisai yang tepat. Mata Venerable Slayingsword mengungkapkan keletihan terdalam, dan senang sekaligus sedih ketika ia bisa merasakan Vitalitas Kun Yiming. Seni itu bisa membunuh setiap cultivator Jiwa Mistis yang tidak punya pertahanan istimewa, dan istriya tidak dikenal memiliki pertahanan, hanya kecepatan dan kemampuan ilusi untuk menciptakan klona, membuat lawannya bingung. Jika terkena, ia pasti mati.
Hatinya senang karena ia hidup, namun setampalnya sedih karena Wei Wuyin masih memegang lehernya, dan istriya tidak hanya kehilangan kesadaran dan terluka parah. Ia di tangannya.
"Lo-Lord Wei! Kami—" Venerable Slayingsword mencoba mengirimkan transmisi spiritual untuk mohon pada Wei Wuyin di saat ini, tidak bisa menggerakkan kekuatan apapun di tubuhnya. Bahkan, ia tidak lagi terbang dengan kekuatannya, hanya mengembang di Dark Void dengan tak berdaya.
Wei Wuyin, namun, tidak mendengarkan. Ia memegang leher Kun Yiming lebih kencang, membuatnya membelalak secara tidak wajar. Jika bukan fisik yang halus, lehernya mungkin benar-benar hancur.
"Gah!" teriaknya kesakitan meskipun tidak sadarkan, suaranya teredam dalam tenggorokan yang akan pecundang.
"No!" Venerable Slayingsword berteriak dengan takut. Ia menggunakan setitik kekuatan mistis yang tersisa untuk menerbang ke arah Wei Wuyin, kemadilan mengintai matanya.
Meskipun ini semua membutuhkan waktu untuk dijelaskan, ini terjadi dalam seketika, dan Venerable Bluecloud masih terbang akibat pukuan Wei Wuyin. Pada saat ini, orang tua pun pulih dan melihat lautan cahaya pedang yang bersinar selama ratus ribu mil hingga akhirnya memudar, menghabiskan seluruh kekuatannya.
Wei Wuyin memeluk Kun Yiming seperti anak anak yang tak berdaya, dan Venerable Slayingsword perlahan-lahan terbang ke arah keduanya dengan ekspresi gila. Ia langsung menyadari situasi yang genting. Hati, pikiran, dan rohnya terasa seperti terlukai secara ganas.
Dalam hitungan detik, Wei Wuyin, hanya seorang Fana pada Fase Mata Temporal, berhasil melawan tiga Ascended secara sendiri. Ini bahkan bisa disebut kekalahan. Taktik lawan pertaruhannya dari awal hingga akhir tak tertandingi, benar-benar memanfaatkan kekuatan dan kelemahan masing-masing.
Ia mengeluarkan penyihir dengan terus-menerus menyerang dengan serangan fisik, mengacaukan ia secara berulang. Sementara hampir mencapai Demi-Mortal Lord, jenis fis
"Augh!" Venerable Slayingsword frustratedly shouted as he spun, disrupting the strength that pushed him back and bringing himself to a sudden halt. He wielded his sword, a pulwar with an exquisitely deep curve and three meters in length, as Sword Intent flared incessantly within his eyes. While he was exuding vibrantly sharp sword light, he felt a deep sensation of shock permeating his heart.
Wei Wuyin's strength vastly exceeded his imagination, breaking every belief of cultivation he had in his soul, and bringing him all sorts of inferior feelings. Firstly, his Worldly Domain overturned the heavens with a size of 777,000,000 meters, close to 500,000 miles, capable of rivaling the size of a starfield!
Moreover, he had never felt so restrained before. The ambient energies, solar essence, and mana within the Dark Void were seized by Wei Wuyin's Worldly Domain, causing him, an Ascended being, to fight solely with his Mystic Power. This was a scenario that he had never experienced since becoming a genuine Ascended being, his World Pressure was innate, and he could grasp ambient energies, essence, and mana with the utmost ease.
However, here, within this Worldly Domain, all of it was restricted from him accessing it despite repeated efforts. Moreover, it didn't stop there.
Woosh!
Wei Wuyin was casually stepping through the Dark Void, utilizing every ounce of available power that his Worldly Domain could convert to aid his movements, sending him thousands of miles with each movement. Venerable Slayingsword's eyes flared with sword light as his Mystic Power tapped into his innate spatial energies, intermixed the two, he exerted the Spatial Power of an Ascended, and attempted to Spatial Shift!
Kun Yiming was being chased—his wife—and Wei Wuyin had just shown that he has the ability to fight against Ascended beings, even injuring them as Kun Yiming and Venerable Bluecloud were bleeding. A type of fear surged in his heart as the thought of losing Kun Yiming urgently arose in his mind.
Yet, when his Spatial Shift was used, he felt as if a formless hand guided him elsewhere. If his Spatial Power carried out his will, he would've arrived before Kun Yiming, assisting her in a joint defense against Wei Wuyin. Unfortunately, he found himself roughly sixty thousand miles away. That's right!
This was Venerable Slayingsword's third attempt, but no matter what he tried, the moment he entered fixed space, he could no longer control his destination. He didn't know if this was due to the Worldly Domain or some other power that Wei Wuyin possessed!
"ARGH!" He violently roared defiantly, unwilling to accept this. With his sword gripped by two hands, he executed his movement art and cut through the Worldly Domain while attempting to approach Wei Wuyin.
Boom! BOOM! BAM!
He could only watch as Wei Wuyin used his limbs to strike the fleeing Kun Yiming. Despite her speed, whenever Wei Wuyin made a move, a terrifying gravitational force was summoned that considerably slowed her down, and she could only take several strikes.
She used her Silverflow Wings as a shield, using it to protect her against Wei Wuyin's strikes that carried the might of his own physical strength and power of nearly 500,000 miles of energies, essence, and mana condensed into a single move. Fortunately, those wings were mystic-graded and they withstood the strike, yet the resulting impact force somehow bypassed the wings and her Mystic Ward, hitting him without fail!
She tumbled backward with blood leaking from her nose and lips, cutting a desperate figure as she spun uncontrollably away.
Venerable Slayingsword had arrived after pushing his speed to the maximum, consuming copious amounts of Mystic Power to do so, and with his hands on his hilt, he lifted his sword above his head as he invested even greater amounts of Mystic Power. There was a tinge of desperation and forceful will within his actions.
SHIING!
He no longer held back; Venerable Slayingsword unleashed his strongest Mystic Art—God-Slaying Art: Greatfall! The grandiose name was backed by a grand strength, truly utilizing seventy percent of his power to unleash! He was no longer willing to allow Wei Wuyin to Utilize external power to beat him back, so he had to strike with enough power that could vastly exceed the limits of that converted power!
Wei Wuyin's head turned, his silver eyes reflected the sea of sword light that Venerable Slayingsword had become. But there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he reached out as Draconic Void Force was brought to the forefront, and with a wave of his hand, the spinning Kun Yiming was enveloped in a grayish light.
She hadn't even realized the formless and intangible-like light had enveloped her, manifesting from areas where Wei Wuyin had previously struck, leaving behind this power, so when she felt her body shift through space, her expression became aghast as the sea of sword light reflected similarly through her pupils.
Kun Yiming found herself held; Wei Wuyin was currently grabbing at her left wing with his left hand and her neck with his right. His two hands had undergone partial Draconic Transformation, possessing hexagonal scales that astonishing beauty and sharply exquisite dragon nails, and exerted a strength that Kun Yiming couldn't break in a short period despite her vigorous attempts.
Her Mystic Ward rippled as she resisted Wei Wuyin's strength, but her heart was full of shock as the sea of sword light approached! Her currently perilous situation immediately dawned on her as her heart grew extremely cold, and she struggled fiercely.
"Stop!" She cried out in fear.
Venerable Slayingsword's sword contained the vast majority of his power, and it contained an unfathomable locking strength that had seized onto Wei Wuyin, typically meaning he had to face it or exert a strength powerful enough to shatter those fetters. Yet, Venerable Slayingsword had never imagined that Wei Wuyin would use his wife as a meat shield!
He was aghast; with an urgency like no other, he roared in his heart as he forcefully shifted his Mystic Art away, exerting the entirety of the remaining of his Mystic Power and even tapping into the depths of his reserve power within his Mystic Soul, bringing out everything simply to change trajectory!
WOOSH!
SHIIIIIIING!!!
An extended sword howl screeched as the sea of sword light by Wei Wuyin and Kun Yiming, missing by a hair, but the spurting sharpness still sliced into Kun Yiming's Mystic Ward, slicing apart her skin and delivering thousands of mini-cuts. She was instantly a bloody figure as she wailed in pain.
Wei Wuyin was unharmed as he effectively used her as a proper shield. Venerable Slayingsword's eyes revealed the deepest of exhaustion, and grim elation as he could sense Kun Yiming's lifeforce. That art of his could slay any Soul of Mysticism cultivator that didn't have exceptional defenses, and his wife wasn't known for her defenses, but her speed and illusory abilities to conjure clones, beguiling her opponents. If it hit, she was certainly dead.
His heart was happy that she was alive but equally as depressed that Wei Wuyin still held her by the neck, and she was not only exhausted and unconscious but severely injured. She was at his mercy.
He gulped with heavy, exhausted breathing. "Lo-Lord Wei! We-" Venerable Slayingsword tried to send a spiritual transmission to beg Wei Wuyin at this juncture, unable to muster the slightest strength in his body. In fact, he was no longer flying of his own power, simply floating helplessly within the Dark Void.
Wei Wuyin, however, didn't listen. He gripped Kun Yiming's neck harder, causing it to squeeze to an unnatural extent. If it wasn't for her refined physique, her neck might have been thoroughly crushed.
"Gah!" She cried in pain despite her unconscious state, her voice stifled in her about-to-be-crushed throat.
"No!" Venerable Slayingsword fearfully shouted. He mustered what little Mystic Power he had and tried to fly towards Wei Wuyin, madness seeping from his eyes.
While this all took time to describe, it was roughly completed in the blink of a mortal's eye, and Venerable Bluecloud was still tumbling from Wei Wuyin's strike. At this point, the old man finally regained his bodily stability and saw the scene of a sea of sword light flashing for hundreds of thousands of miles until it eventually dissipated, expending all its power.
Wei Wuyin held Kun Yiming like a helpless cub, and Venerable Slayingsword was slowly flying toward the two with a maddened expression. He instantly realized the dire situation they were in. His heart, mind, and soul felt an unimaginably sharp jolt from this event.
In a few exchanges, Wei Wuyin, a mere mortal at the Temporal Eye Phase, had single-handedly fought against three Ascended beings. In fact, this might be considered a defeat. His fighting tactics from beginning to end were impeccable, truly capitalizing on each of their strengths and vulnerabilities.
He took the spell caster out of commission by continuously blitzkrieg him with physical attacks, discombobulating him endlessly at every available opportunity. While he was nearing a Demi-Mortal Lord, his type of physique is more durable than powerful, a type of process that those at his level typically performed to handle the Demi-Mortal Lord's Ascension.
Then, he refused to fight against Venerable Slayingsword in close combat, while attacking his wife, causing the Sword Cultivator to grow more and more mentally unstable and pressed while staying close to use her as a shield when the Sword Cultivator eventually used a big sword move that might be able to slay careless Demi-Mortal Lords. After all, Sword Cultivators were renowned for having one of the strongest offensive powers, especially those who grasped Sword Intent like Venerable Slayingsword.
There was a reason why Kun Yiming pursued Venerable Slayingsword despite their age difference. He was astonishingly talented, and powerful, and forged his own path as a Void Hunter, forming an organization that was only slightly inferior to the Kun Clan.
Venerable Bluecloud gathered his Mystic Power, executing a movement art as a fluffy azure cloud formed around him, carrying him through the Dark Void until he arrived by the exhausted Venerable Slayingsword.
"Stop! There's nothing you can do," Venerable Bluecloud said as he restrained the weakened and exhausted Venerable Slayingsword. The latter struggled slightly, but he found himself thoroughly incapable. Gritting his teeth, he stared daggers at Wei Wuyin. His eyes seemed to say that if Kun Yiming died, he would ignite his Mystic Soul and bring the world down with him!
Venerable Bluecloud's eyes looked to the hapless Kun Yiming and the indifferently faced Wei Wuyin that was a few hundred miles. Taking a deep breath, he bowed respectfully. "I apologize for our disrespect, Lord Wei."
Apologize?
Venerable Slayingsword glared at Venerable Bluecloud, a wisp of confusion in his eyes.
Woosh!
The Worldly Domain of Elemental Origin receded, completely returning to his Domain Seed within his Dantian.
"At least you're not slow in your realization," Wei Wuyin released his grip on Kun Yiming's left wing and tossed her towards the two. She flew with a trail of blood left in her wake. Venerable Bluecloud hurriedly brought her towards himself, and Venerable Slayingsword rushed to inspect her, feeling a wave of relief knowing she hadn't experienced any permanent harm, but she was definitely in tremendous pain as bits of sword light flashed in her wounds. He wanted to ask Venerable Bluecloud to use Temporal Reversion, but he held himself back knowing the cost.
Suddenly, Wei Wuyin tossed a Saint Ring to them. Fortunately, Xu You had dozens of Saint Rings, and while most were low-grade, they were likely gifts for disciples or spoils of war from battles.
Venerable Bluecloud reached out and took the Saint Ring, inspecting it promptly and his breath released a soft exhale. It seemed his assumption was correct.
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