"He refuses to move?" Cang Wu's expression sank.
"That's right. He even said that he has too much luggage and wants … wants …"
"Wants what!?"
"About that … Don't be angry if I say so." The mustached middle-aged man's eyes darted around as he whispered, "He said that he will only move if Lord Cang Wu helps him move his luggage."
The mustached middle-aged man had been stifled after being looked down upon by Yi Yun. Now that he had the opportunity, how could he not kick Yi Yun while he was down? He was waiting to watch a good show.
"Heh!" Cang Wu took a deep breath. "Good! Very good! Since he wants me to help him move his luggage, let's see if he can handle it! "
Cang Wu said angrily. As the eldest disciple of the sect master, he was also one of the Elders in the personal disciple zone. It had been a long time since his authority had been challenged.
And now, the person challenging his authority was Yi Yun, who had already lost favor.
"That Yi Yun is courting death! He killed my son, Song Bowen, and the Zhang family's Zhang Wuchen. They were personal disciples of the Myriad God Ridge. I was planning on finding evidence to make him pay with his life, but I never expected him to act so arrogantly! "
Song Zhanchen said angrily. After losing Song Bowen, the Song family had to curry favor with Feng Yunyang. Song Zhanchen was naturally one of the people who followed Feng Yunyang.
"Oh? Not only did this person not give face to Senior Brother Cang Wu, he even publicly killed other personal disciples. Yet, he is not being punished? "
Feng Yunyang spoke. He had never heard of Yi Yun, nor did he know of Yi Yun's actions. In fact, the deaths of Zhang Wuchen and Song Bowen had nothing to do with him. However, Yi Yun was acting so arrogantly despite being an ordinary disciple. It was something that Feng Yunyang could not tolerate.
What sort of person was Feng Yunyang? Even he had only crippled the two personal disciples who had challenged him and held back the urge to kill them to establish his might. Yet, Yi Yun had dared to kill them. It was preposterous.
From Feng Yunyang's point of view, there was only one person in the Myriad God Ridge who could ignore the sect's rules. That person was him.
"That's right. Young Sect Master, please seek redress for us!"
Upon hearing Feng Yunyang's inquiry, Song Zhanchen had an idea. Now, be it the patriarch or the sect master, they thought highly of Feng Yunyang. As long as he obtained Feng Yunyang's approval, dealing with Yi Yun would not be a problem.
Beside Song Zhanchen, the Zhang family's Elder, Zhang Tianxing, added fuel to the fire, "Young Sect Master, this Yi Yun clearly knows that Sunken Moon Tower is for you, but he refuses to relinquish it. He clearly thinks nothing of you!"
Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen wished to see a conflict arise between Feng Yunyang and Yi Yun. If the two clashed, it would be like an egg hitting a rock. When the time came, they would not even need to do anything to kill Yi Yun.
Upon hearing the duo's words, Feng Yunyang laughed. "Are you planning on using me as a tool?"
"This … I wouldn't dare! Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing hurriedly shook their heads.
"I know what's on your mind. However, what you said isn't wrong. This Yi Yun clearly knows that Sunken Moon Tower is left for me, yet he still dares to stay here. He must be tired of living."
As Feng Yunyang spoke, the corners of his mouth suffused a sinister smile. It was the same smile he wore when he severely injured the two personal disciples at the Myriad God Platform.
"Since this Yi Yun doesn't want to move out, I'll set up an illusion killing array. It will prevent him from ever coming out of Sunken Moon Tower."
Common array formations were categorized into trapping arrays, killing arrays, and defensive arrays according to their effects.
Feng Yunyang was most proficient in killing arrays. He used the illusions in the array to kill. When the enemy in the array was immersed in the illusion, they would face an infinite number of illusory enemies. And if they died in the array, they would be truly dead.
Feng Yunyang liked array formations that allowed enemies to die in illusions. However, it was not appropriate for him to kill Yi Yun. After all, even if Yi Yun had fallen out of favor, he was still a disciple of the sect master. It would not be easy to justify killing him directly.
"This Yi Yun has killed two personal disciples in a row. He is a sinner. I won't kill him for now. It would be quite interesting to let his mind collapse in the illusion."
With this thought in mind, Feng Yunyang reached out his hand to touch his interspatial ring. Twelve array flags flew out!
"Shoo! Shoo!
Shoo! "The twelve array flags were planted in every corner of Sunken Moon Tower. They were like twelve points on a clock as they surrounded and separated Sunken Moon Tower.
Feng Yunyang produced hand seals repeatedly as the twelve array flags immediately emitted a brilliant luster. They stirred Heaven Earth Yuan Qi, enveloping the entire Sunken Moon Tower in a dense Heaven Earth Yuan Qi. It turned somewhat blurry.
"What pure Yuan Qi!" A personal disciple exclaimed.
"This massive array has fused the laws of water and light. The twelve array flags are extremely intricate. Senior Brother Feng's attainments in array formations are indeed extraordinary."
Another person echoed. He was not completely flattering Feng Yunyang. The array formation was indeed intricate.
Feng Yunyang smiled. The twelve array flags were obtained from an ancient ruin by the Myriad God Patriarch. He had refined them for many years before teaching them to Feng Yunyang. How could they not be intricate?
Of course, Feng Yunyang did not say it out loud. He said, "This array formation is known as the Twelve Gates of Illusion Dao! The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi will form layers of illusions in the array formation. Now that the array formation has been activated, Yi Yun will be trapped in an endless battle. He will destroy the enemies in the illusions until his mind collapses. Now, I have only activated four of the twelve gates of the Twelve Gates of Illusion Dao. But that's enough. It's best you report this to Martial Uncle Sect Master. This Yi Yun is his disciple after all. It's not appropriate for me to really kill him. "
"So that's how it is. Young Sect Master is a genius to begin with. With the massive array in hand, there is probably no peer in the entire Sinkhole that is Young Sect Master's match." Upon hearing Feng Yunyang's words, someone immediately said in a fawning manner. As for the matter of reporting it to Martial Uncle Sect Master, no one did it. Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen were still there. Who would want to offend them?
Feng Yunyang shook his head and said, "I wouldn't dare boast that I'm invincible among my peers in the Sinkhole. Ignoring the Sinkhole, just the Seven Desolates ancient continent where I come from has people I'm not confident of defeating. One is the White Lunar Goddess Empress's adopted son, Bai Shanhe, and the other is the White Lunar Goddess Empress's personal disciple, Lin Xintong. Their strength is probably even slightly inferior to mine!"
Upon hearing Feng Yunyang mention the White Lunar Goddess Empress, everyone present felt their hearts palpitate.
Their fawning and compliments were nothing much, but when it came to a specific person — the White Lunar Goddess Empress — no one dared to joke.
One had to know that the Seven Desolates ancient continent was formed from seven ancient continents. Each continent had an area far larger than the Calm Sea, and it was filled with experts!
As for the White Lunar Goddess Empress, Bai Yueyin, she had carved out a bloody path through the seven ancient continents. She had unified the seven super sects of the Seven Desolates and ended an unprecedented war that had lasted a thousand years. Finally, she established the White Lunar Divine Empire, and her meritorious deeds reigned supreme. This made the White Lunar Goddess Empress's name revered even in the Calm Sea!
An Elder chuckled dryly and said, "The resources a disciple of the White Lunar Goddess Empress enjoys are not something the typical sect can compare with. Even our Myriad God Ridge is indeed far inferior to the White Lunar Divine Empire. For Young Sect Master to obtain such achievements in our Myriad God Ridge, to the point of matching Bai Shanhe and Lin Xintong, it's something to be proud of!"
"That's right. Young Sect Master is a genius, yet he is so humble. It's rare."
As people were clasping their hands, they saw the massive array that enveloped Sunken Moon Tower suddenly tremble!
"Boom!"
The Yuan Qi vibrated as Sunken Moon Tower's door opened. A purple-dressed Yi Yun strode out. His brows were like swords and his gaze was like a saber. It was a shocking sight!
He did not think much of Feng Yunyang, but when Feng Yunyang mentioned someone, he felt his heart jolt. He was talking about the White Lunar Goddess Empress's last disciple, Lin Xintong!
"What did you just say? Who did you say your strength is inferior to? "
Yi Yun's voice was loud and clear as it tore through the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Instantly, everyone present was stunned. Wasn't the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array already activated? Yi Yun should have been trapped in an illusory world, unable to extricate himself until his soul sea collapsed.
However, not only had he walked out so openly, he had even heard their conversation outside. He had even pushed open the door and spoken to the people outside the array!
"Has the array not been activated?"
A personal disciple said perplexed.
They looked at Feng Yunyang and saw his face turn livid and pale. It was extremely ugly.
How was this possible? How could the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments that he was so proud of be ineffective against Yi Yun? It was an array that the Myriad God Patriarch had imparted to him. Although he could only produce a tiny portion of the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array's might, it was definitely not something a Dao Palace realm warrior could withstand.
"I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf!? "
Yi Yun bellowed sternly. He was naturally anxious about the news regarding Lin Xintong.
Feng Yunyang was somewhat dumbfounded when he was reprimanded. However, he quickly reacted and said angrily, "It looks like I have underestimated you. You probably had some fortuitous encounters. Your soul is far stronger than warriors at the same realm as you. That's why you are able to withstand my Illusion Dao's array. However, there's no rush. My Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array has only activated the first four Firmaments. I will now activate all twelve Firmaments and extract your soul!"
As Feng Yunyang spoke, he moved his hands and produced hand seals. The twelve array flags lit up one after another!
Yi Yun's expression turned sullen. "I'll ask you again. Who did you say your strength is inferior to? Tell me who the White Lunar Goddess Empress's disciple is! "
Yi Yun's voice was filled with killing intent. However, Feng Yunyang obviously ignored Yi Yun's question. He had already condensed his Yuan Qi to its limits.
"Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments — Destruction of All Life!"
Feng Yunyang leaped up and looked down from above. He used the strongest killer move of the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array. The twelve array flags formed an annihilating force in a bid to destroy Yi Yun's soul.
At that moment, Yi Yun could no longer tolerate it. He extended his hand and beckoned as Mirage Snow appeared in his palm.
Huan Chenxue had previously mentioned that Mirage Snow's form had changed drastically. No one could recognize its origins, so Yi Yun could use it freely.
The moment Mirage Snow appeared, the surrounding atmosphere changed completely. It turned frosty and oppressive!
At the same time, the burning Heretical God Fire Seed attached itself to Mirage Snow. The combination of extreme cold and extreme heat, and with Yi Yun's understanding of Yin and Yang laws, the two energies complemented each other, resulting in extraordinary strength!
"Whew —!"
The sword tip shimmered with a cold beam as it tore through the void and struck the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array.
The sharp sword Qi was unstoppable as it tore through the array at a single point. Instantly, the array was torn apart. The sword beam did not lose any of its momentum as the array patterns shattered one after another!
Yi Yun flew out of the Illusion Dao's Twelve Firmaments Array with his sword. He transformed into an azure beam and instantly appeared in front of Feng Yunyang!
"What!?"
High in the sky, Feng Yunyang was alarmed. He retreated rapidly as he swiped his interspatial ring in a bid to take out a scimitar. However, Yi Yun's sword was just too fast. It exceeded Feng Yunyang's reaction time.
The sword beam combined the Heretical God Fire Seed with the Extreme Yin Frost Ice!
The extreme cold and heat alternated as Feng Yunyang's protective Yuan Qi shattered. Mirage Snow continued its assault, stabbing straight into Feng Yunyang's body.
"Puah!"
Blood splattered as Feng Yunyang felt a chaotic energy surge into his right side. It was so hot that it burned his organs to ash. It was also so cold that it nearly froze his bone marrow!
Feng Yunyang had no way of withstanding the force, but at that moment, Mirage Snow had stabbed and pulled, slicing off one of Feng Yunyang's arms!
As for Feng Yunyang's arm, it was instantly frozen by the frost Qi just as it grabbed the scimitar in his interspatial ring. And the interior of the frost was burned by the flames, charring it black!
"Ah!"
Feng Yunyang cried out tragically as his body plummeted from high in the sky.
"Peng!"
Feng Yunyang fell face-first to the ground. The right side of his body had lost an arm from his shoulder. His wound had been sealed by the frost Qi, but the surface of the wound had been burned. He looked extremely wretched!
In fact, Yi Yun's strike contained the Extreme Yin Frost Qi and the Heretical God Fire Seed. It had severely damaged Feng Yunyang's meridians. Without large amounts of natural treasures and a few months of recuperation, it was impossible for him to recover.
And this was because Yi Yun had held back. If not, that strike could have killed Feng Yunyang!
Yi Yun had spared Feng Yunyang's life. Firstly, he wanted to interrogate Feng Yunyang. Secondly, Yi Yun was not prepared to fall out with the Myriad God Ridge. Yi Yun knew very well that the Myriad God Patriarch had spent a great deal of effort to nurture Feng Yunyang. He had even convened a meeting to personally confirm Feng Yunyang's identity as sect master's successor. That meant that Feng Yunyang was probably extremely important to the Myriad God Patriarch. Killing him was equivalent to losing all decorum with the Myriad God Patriarch.
Even with Old Snake backing him, Yi Yun did not have the confidence to do so.
"What did you just say? Who are the geniuses of the Seven Desolates ancient continent's White Lunar Divine Empire?"
The ice-cold Mirage Snow stuck to Feng Yunyang's cheek. The dense frost Qi pricked at Feng Yunyang's skin as his hair stood on end. His skin had been sliced open by the frost Qi in an invisible manner. Meandering blood flowed down Mirage Snow's blade but it quickly froze into red ice crystals that fell to the ground. It did not taint the sword at all.
"You … You …"
Feng Yunyang's voice trembled. He had yet to react. how could he have been defeated so easily? How was the youth in front of him so powerful?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
