Jianchen scoffed at Bi Yifei's threat. He sneered, "Bi Yifei, even if the ten protector clans all come today, they won't be able to save your life. Die." Jianchen charged toward Bi Yifei even faster. In the blink of an eye, he crossed several dozen kilometers and arrived before Bi Yifei. The Emperor Armament stabbed toward Bi Yifei as a black streak of light.
Bi Yifei was already heavily injured, so he could not use as much of his strength as before. His heart immediately sank when he sensed the might of Jianchen's attack, but he did not slow down. A huge sword immediately appeared in his hand, blocking in front of him.
Jianchen's Emperor Armament struck Bi Yifei's huge sword. With the sound of metal clashing, the terrifying force knocked Bi Yifei away with his sword once more. He immediately vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood as his face became even paler, devoid of any color.
Although Bi Yifei was also a Holy Emperor, Jianchen could use attacks at the Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor with the help of the Emperor Armament. Bi Yifei was not Jianchen's opponent with his current strength.
"God dammit, how has Jianchen's strength increased to such a terrifying level in such a short amount of time? I can't even put up a fight before him," Bi Yifei was shocked inside. His gaze toward Jianchen was filled with fear.
Jianchen gripped the Emperor Armament tightly in his right hand as cold killing intent flickered in his eyes. With a slight movement, he turned into a blur and continued toward Bi Yifei.
Bi Yifei's expression changed again and again. After clashing with Jianchen twice, Jianchen's strength had already filled him with fear. Bi Yifei felt like he could not defeat Jianchen. Seeing how Jianchen had actually chased after him again, he no longer had any interest in fighting. He planned on directly ripping through space to flee.
At this moment, the space several kilometers away began to tremble. A Space Gate rapidly formed and a tremendous presence immediately radiated from it.
The appearance of the Spatial Gate made Bi Yifei rejoice. He gave up on running and called out, "Ling Yuanzi, Jianchen has returned. Furthermore, the Winged Tiger is on his shoulder. If you don't come over, he'll escape."
"The one who should be running away is you, not me. A mere Ling Yuanzi can't scare me away." Jianchen's cold voice rang out. He ignored the Space Gate and locked onto Bi Yifei. When he approached Bi Yifei, he stabbed out with his Emperor Armament without any hesitation.
This sword seemed to pierce through the void, cutting through space-time. It completely broke through the obstruction of space and arrived before Bi Yifei in an instant.
Bi Yifei's pupils shrunk to the size of a needle. In his eyes, he could clearly see a divine sword emitting a black light that was constantly growing larger. The shadow of death was like a dark cloud hanging over Bi Yifei's head.
Madness filled Bi Yifei's eyes. He swung his Saint Weapon as hard as he could to resist, but after being heavily injured twice in a row, his strength rapidly weakened. As soon as his Saint Weapon collided with the Emperor Armament, it was knocked away by a powerful force. However, the Emperor Armament did not slow down at all, arriving before Bi Yifei's forehead.
At this moment, a white-robed, sagely old man walked out of the Space Gate in the distance. He was one of the great elders of the Yiyuan sect, Ling Yuanzi.
As soon as Ling Yuanzi emerged from the Space Gate, he saw Bi Yifei in imminent danger. His face immediately changed as he cried out, "Stop!"
However, Jianchen ignored him. The Emperor Armament stabbed into Bi Yifei's forehead mercilessly.
Spurt!
Bi Yifei's entire head was pierced by the Emperor Armament. Even the powerful soul of the Holy Emperor seemed so fragile before the might of the Emperor Armament. It could not even withstand a single strike, directly wiping out his soul.
Bi Yifei's gaze suddenly became dull. The light in his eyes faded rapidly. He could no longer maintain the ability to float in the air. His entire body fell straight down from the sky just like that.
"Bi Yifei!" Ling Yuanzi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he witnessed this scene. He let out a sorrowful cry and immediately charged towards Bi Yifei's falling body, wanting to catch it.
A cold light flickered through Jianchen's eyes. With a jolt of his sword, he sent a strand of sword Qi toward Ling Yuanzi. Although the attack was not Jianchen's full strength, it still possessed the might of the Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor.
Ling Yuanzi bellowed out and his Saint Weapon immediately appeared. He also sent out a blade Qi.
The sword Qi and blade Qi collided in the air, erupting with a great boom. Ling Yuanzi's blade Qi was immediately dispersed, dispersing into surging energy of the world. Jianchen's sword Qi weakened slightly as well, but it still shot toward Ling Yuanzi with lightning-like speed.
Ling Yuanzi's eyes narrowed as he became rather stern. The curved blade in his hand began to shine brightly. With a jolt of his arm, the curved blade immediately split into three, shooting out three strands of blade Qi at the same time. They began to rapidly spin in a triangular formation to receive the incoming black sword Qi.
Boom! With a great boom, Ling Yuanzi struck out twice and finally dispersed Jianchen's sword Qi. With the obstruction, Ling Yuanzi no longer cared about Bi Yifei anymore. He immediately hovered in the air as he glared at Jianchen. He was extremely stern.
"It's an Emperor Armament. Jianchen, I never thought you'd actually obtain an Emperor Armament from a trip to the sea realm," Ling Yuanzi recognized the Emperor Armament with a single glance. His face immediately became ugly.
As one of the great elders of the protector clan, Ling Yuanzi was extremely knowledgeable. This was not the first time he had seen an Emperor Armament, so he obviously understood its power extremely well.
"Ling Yuanzi, I almost died to your hands when you hunted me down in the past. Today, I'll take my revenge. I'll use the Emperor Armament in my hand to kill you. Bi Yifei will be your fate," Jianchen coldly said.
Ling Yuanzi quickly glanced past the White Tiger on Jianchen's shoulder and said, "Jianchen, do you think you can contend against our protector clan with just an Emperor Armament? You're far too naive. You are indeed stronger than me right now, but not only will you fail to kill me today, you'll even obediently deliver the Winged Tiger to our Yiyuan sect." As he said that, a piece of jade silently appeared in Ling Yuanzi's hand. He immediately crushed it to pieces, having already notified the other great elders of the Yiyuan sect.
Ling Yuanzi's actions were immediately noticed by Jianchen. A cold light immediately flashed through his eyes as he yelled out, "Ling Yuanzi, since you've notified reinforcements, I'll kill you before they arrive."
Jianchen flew up with the Emperor Armament in hand, rapidly approaching Ling Yuanzi. The Emperor Armament shone with a black light as a destructive presence wreaked havoc in the surroundings. Tremendous pulses of energy shook up the surroundings, causing space to distort and space to become a mess. Everything became a blur.
This time, Jianchen had used his full strength. He did not hold back at all. He completely unleashed his battle prowess at the Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor. He wanted to end the battle quickly, slaying Ling Yuanzi before his reinforcements arrived.
Ling Yuanzi's expression finally changed when he sensed the tremendous presence from Jianchen. If Jianchen made him feel pressured before, then Jianchen made him shiver.
"This is impossible. How has his strength become so terrifying in just a few short years? Even with the assistance of the Emperor Armament, it's impossible for him to become so powerful. Just how does he cultivate?" Ling Yuanzi was astounded as his face became rather pale.
Jianchen's hair danced wildly as his clothes fluttered. The entire region of space seemed to have become a domain of darkness. This was the domain of Chaotic Force. Jianchen used the Illusory Flash, instantly crossing several kilometers and appearing before Ling Yuanzi. Wielding his sword with one hand, he fused with the sword and stabbed at Ling Yuanzi with lightning-like speed.
The strike was nothing special, but Ling Yuanzi felt like he could not dodge it. It was as if he could not dodge it no matter how he tried. The only way to deal with it was to take it head-on.
Ling Yuanzi's eyes exploded as an extremely powerful energy surged out from his body, condensing into a set of majestic armor in a single moment. At the same time, he pointed his curved blade at the sky, immediately causing the clouds to change. A powerful pressure appeared in the surroundings, firmly locking onto Jianchen.
"Windcloud Blade Formation!" Ling Yuanzi bellowed out. Suddenly, the curved blade in his hand completely vanished into thin air, as if it had fused with the surroundings.
The wind and clouds in the sky seemed to be affected by some sort of energy. They began to fuse together, condensing into curved blades that gathered before Ling Yuanzi. In the blink of an eye, a dense cluster of curved blades had gathered before Ling Yuanzi. Every single blade was the same size, illusory yet real. They were completely composed of wind and clouds, pulsing with powerful energy.
"Go!" Ling Yuanzi extended his hand and pointed at Jianchen. Immediately, all the curved blades gathered around him flew towards Jianchen, forming a prison that trapped Jianchen within. The prison continued to spin, cutting into Jianchen's body like a meat grinder.
At the same time, the winds and clouds above Ling Yuanzi's head stirred. An even larger Windcloud Blade had already condensed. The blade was a thousand meters long and several dozen meters wide. It pierced the sky, radiating with great might, causing the sky to tremble.
"Jianchen, prepare to die." Ling Yuanzi sneered. With a thought, the huge Windcloud Blade hovering above his head immediately descended, slashing towards Jianchen who was trapped within the Windcloud Blade Formation. As the gigantic Wind Cloud Blade descended, the space below was shattered, turning into darkness and nothingness.
The huge Windcloud Blade descended extremely quickly, arriving above Jianchen in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Ling Yuanzi had already revealed a smile of victory. He seemed to be able to see Jianchen die here.
At this moment, Jianchen's cold voice rang out, "Ling Yuanzi, this battle skill of yours really is powerful. It's a pity that it's only a Lesser Saint Tier Battle Skill and not a true Saint Tier Battle Skill." With that, a destructive presence radiated from the Windcloud Blade Formation. With a flash of black light, the Windcloud Blade Formation was instantly destroyed, turning into wild winds and clouds that permeated the surroundings.
Jianchen appeared in the air, unscathed. He was calm and composed as he indifferently glanced at the huge Windcloud Blade. Pointing his Emperor Armament at the sky, the Holy Emperor completely erupted with his battle prowess at the Seventh Heavenly Layer. A huge, black sword Qi broke free from the restraints of the Emperor Armament, charging into the sky like a roaring dragon.
Boom!
The two supreme powers collided in the air, erupting with a deafening boom. The violent shockwaves seemed like they were going to destroy the world, obliterating space and collapsing mountains. The entire world shook violently.
The huge Windcloud Blade was destroyed and gradually dispersed in the air. Ling Yuanzi's joy vanished as well, replaced by a sunken expression.
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