Faced with the grey clouds that obscured the heavens and concealed the sun once more, Yan Di's expression did not change as he hacked out with his sabre!
The majestic and boundless saber intent forcefully tore apart the gray clouds.
Faced with Yan Di's Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre, those indistinct, indeterminate dark clouds were also hard pressed to maintain their previous indiscernible, profound state.
It was as though Yan Di's sabre had chopped down to the mundane world, now within reach once more.
In the face of such a tyrannical and terrifying attack, Yuan Tian snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, a long gray whip suddenly appeared.
The long whip swam about, merging with the dark clouds, changing unpredictably.
From that long gray whip, a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation and concept was created. It was a high-grade spirit weapon.
Although it wasn't a Holy Weapon, Yuan Tian's aura was different with the whip in his hand. His martial true intent and the weapon's spiritual energy fused together, boosting each other and instantly unleashing an astonishing might.
Yan Di let out a clear roar, his palm making the motion of drawing a sabre in mid-air.
A purple long saber fell into his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the saber slashed out.
Not only did the power of the Clear Qi Robe augment Yan Di, it also merged with the high-grade spirit artifact in his hands, the Heavenly Dragon Sabre.
Beneath Yan Di's sabre, the dark clouds dispersed, the whip in Yuan Tian's hands wailing as though it had a life of its own.
Yuan Tian's expression did not change in the slightest. There was not the slightest trace of humiliation or anger on his face. The long whip in his hand unfurled, and it was as if a ten thousand li long dragon was soaring through the sky.
The dark clouds had completely turned into a sea of clouds, enveloping a radius of ten thousand miles and concealing Yuan Tian's figure.
There was only that roiling black whip which traversed the clouds, resembling an evil dragon extending its head as it peered down at Yan Di.
Streaks of pitch-black lightning descended from the sky like a heavy rain.
In the center of the dark clouds, a huge vortex was formed once more. The range of the vortex was so vast that it seemed to fill up the entire sky.
On the great earth below, Yan Zhaoge and the others stood within the Yan Family ancestral mansion. Raising their heads, it was as though the entire sky above their heads, all the way to the distant horizon, was enveloped by a vortex of dark clouds.
Looking up, it was as if the entire sky was spinning.
As the earth trembled, everything, including the shattered rocks, began to float into the air, as if they were about to be sucked into the vortex in the sky.
As far as the eye could see, it seemed like the entire Yunzhen Prefecture was about to be overturned by Yuan Tian.
Only the place where Yan Di stood, as well as the Yan Family ancestral mansion beneath him, remained completely unscathed.
Yan Di would naturally not sit by and watch as Yuan Tian wreaked so much havoc in the lands of the Central Heaven Region. Other than the Yan Family, there were also countless lifeforms living and thriving within Yunzhen County.
He held the Heavenly Dragon Saber in his right hand and slammed his left palm into the ground.
Yan Di's left hand manifested the image of Vajra once more, radiating a glazed light.
An unwavering, powerful will merged with the Clear Qi Robe, specks of black and yellow radiance condensed and heavy, pressuring down towards the great earth down below.
Streams of Clear Qi filled the surroundings. They seemed as inconspicuous as air, but they instantly froze the surroundings.
At the same time, Yan Di chopped out with his sabre upwards with his right hand, a majestic sabre-light cleaving the heavens and splitting the earth as it pierced straight into the clouds!
Yan Di's Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre hacked into the massive vortex within the sky.
As the vortex circulated, the jet-black light dragon bobbed up and down, wanting to grind Yan Di's sabre-light to pieces.
However, the boundless saber light, which seemed to have gathered the boundless power of the world around it, remained standing.
The sabre-light did not shatter. As it flickered, it was that vortex formed of dark clouds that began shaking unceasingly, seemingly gradually approaching the point of collapse.
Despite suffering a setback, Yuan Tian's will did not waver in the least as he continued clashing with Yan Di.
He did not clash head-on with Yan Di's Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre, instead calming his heart and tangling with Yan Di in a roaming battle.
As an exalted Martial Saint expert, facing Yan Di and the Clear Qi Robe, he actually had to use such a method. It was inevitable that he would feel disappointed.
However, Yuan Tian did not mind this. While his devilish arts were strange and domineering, as compared to the Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre, they were not suitable for head-on clashes.
Yan Di's Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre swung widely, domineering and domineering. Clashing head-on with it unceasingly would not be wise for Yuan Tian.
Moreover, while it was true that Yan Di's strength had skyrocketed thanks to the Clear Qi Robe, he was not a true Martial Saint at the end of the day, and wielding a Sacred Artifact consumed a great deal of his strength.
Correspondingly, the most crucial problem was that the longer Yan Di and the Clear Qi Robe left Broad Creed Mountain, the greater the danger that Broad Creed Mountain was in!
As long as he could delay Yan Di here for a long time, it would already be a victory for Yuan Tian.
Amidst the dark clouds, Yuan Tian's gaze was cold as he looked calmly at Yan Di, no anger or anxiety visible on his face at all.
It was just that what caused Yuan Tian to feel wary was the fact that Yan Di similarly appeared as stable as Mount Tai, not panicking in the least.
Yan Di was indeed not in a rush. As he struck out with his sabre, hacking at the vortex of dark clouds above his head, he asked calmly, "Zhaoge, how are your preparations?"
In the Yan Family Manor down below, Yan Zhaoge stood in the ancestral temple, the guardian grand formation beneath his feet circulating to the maximum.
Yan Zhaoge was currently standing on the core of the formation, a stone pillar standing beside him. It was precisely the pillar of the Divine Palace.
If the pillar of the Divine Palace returned to its original size, it would burst through the roof of the Yan Family ancestral temple. Therefore, Yan Zhaoge had controlled its size, keeping its height to around three metres, allowing it to stand within the ancestral temple.
"Everything is in place," Yan Zhaoge smiled.
Yuan Tian frowned. He had already personally experienced the power of the guardian grand formation of the Yan Family ancestral manor earlier.
Let alone him, even Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters could be seen as nothing by it.
However much of a heaven-defying genius Yan Zhaoge was, the gap between them was currently too great.
It was also impossible for these things to be of much help to Yan Di. With regards to the current battle situation, it was merely a drop in the bucket.
This current battle of the Martial Saint realm was completely not something that Yan Zhaoge and the others of the Yan Family could participate in. If not for Yan Di's protection, just the aftershocks of their clash alone would be sufficient to flatten Yunzhen County, even overturning the heavens and earth of the surrounding five thousand kilometres.
However, the keen intuition of his many years of dominance told Yuan Tian that there really was danger!
As these thoughts flashed through his mind at lightning speed, Yuan Tian suddenly retreated!
However, as Yan Di chopped out with his sabre, the majestic sabre-light transformed the toughness of a hundred times tempered into the softness of a finger. The Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre was not just tough and ferocious.
The gentle sabre-light resembled a long meandering river, sucking in the dark clouds within the sky, causing Yuan Tian to be unable to immediately retreat.
Seeing this, Yuan Tian completely understood what was going on, knowing that the situation was not good, having to first retreat before making any further plans.
However, in the Yan Family ancestral temple down below, after bowing to his ancestors, Yan Zhaoge circled around the pillar of the Divine Palace. With every step he took, he punched out towards the pillar of the Divine Palace.
Nine consecutive steps, nine punches, Yan Zhaoge's fist-intent shook the pillar of the Divine Palace, its surface lighting up with a dazzling radiance.
A rune mark lit up on Yan Zhaoge's forehead.
The guardian grand formation of the Yan Family ancestral manor lit up with an unprecedentedly bright glow.
Clashing with Yuan Tian in mid-air, a rune mark lit up on the forehead of Yan Di.
On the great earth, a thick pattern of light lit up, rapidly extending towards the northeast. Where the light illuminated, the boundaries of space seemed to be blurring.
Yan Di's sabre-light sucked in Yuan Tian, the figures of the two gradually turning blurry amidst the air. (To be continued.)
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