The plateau gradually fell silent. Everyone turned to Bie Yanghong, wanting to know if he would accept Chen Changsheng's condition.
Logically speaking, there was no reason for Bie Yanghong not to accept, as there was no harm to him.
Bie Yanghong calmly asked Chen Changsheng, "You are so sure that I will not kill you on the spot?"
Chen Changsheng calmly replied, "If Senior does not want the true culprit to escape, you will naturally not kill me."
Wuqiong Bi harshly retorted, "Stop trying to be mysterious! I won't believe a scoundrel like you! As long as you dare to walk out from behind the sword array, I will definitely slap you to death! "
Chen Changsheng ignored her, only calmly gazed at Bie Yanghong, waiting for his reply.
Bie Yanghong was quiet for a very long time, apparently somewhat moved.
The plateau was extremely quiet. No one had expected Chen Changsheng to use this method to break out of this seemingly hopeless trap.
His method seemed simple, but it was actually an unimaginable frankness and fearlessness. Only the most intelligent and courageous could use it.
But there were some people who would not allow this to happen.
Like the instigator of this scheme, or the participants in this scheme.
The Prince of Xiang stood on the distant cliff, his hands held behind his back as he watched the activity in front of the platform. A hint of wariness appeared in his eyes as he lightly took a step forward.
To many people, this was a very unremarkable step. Perhaps it was just the prince's urgent desire to know Bie Yanghong's answer.
But to some people, this small step was a clear signal, signifying that the current situation needed to take another large step forward.
With a howl, a gust of wind blew down the cliff, breaking through the array, causing the trees to sway and dust to rise.
The White Tiger Divine General raised his right foot and walked forward. His boot landed on the ground, shattering the gray stone and creating a spiderweb of cracks.
He broke through the dust and arrived several hundred zhang away.
This step was truly very large.
His eyes were pitch-black like abysses, a cold and fierce Qi shrouding his entire body. He raised his spear and thrust it at the South Stream Temple sword array.
As the current second-ranked Divine General, although he was not at Xue Xingchuan's level, he was already sufficiently terrifying.
A straight path appeared in the air where the spear had pointed. Countless white torrents rapidly revolved within it, rumbling toward the South Stream Temple disciples in front of the platform.
In the face of this true expert at the peak of Star Condensation, in the face of this peerlessly fierce Spear Intent, the South Stream Temple disciples were thrown into disarray as they adjusted their positions.
It was not because the White Tiger Divine General was stronger than Wuqiong Bi, but because his attack had been more sudden. Moreover, everyone knew that his attack represented the will of the Imperial Court. This spear had pierced the sword array, so how could it not strike the hearts of the South Stream Temple disciples?
Bie Yanghong continued to ignore him. He only calmly stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes as if he wanted to see through his sea of consciousness.
The Prince of Xiang placed his hands on his somewhat swollen waist, a ruthless glint in his eyes as he harshly yelled, "Sir, please reconsider!"
No one knew what he was telling Bie Yanghong to think about. Not to kill Chen Changsheng, or not to accept Chen Changsheng's proposal?
But everyone on the plateau could hear his voice, because it was incredibly grand, like the toll of a bell.
This was especially true for the people near the platform. The Mount Li Sword Sect disciples and Scholartree Manor scholars with weaker cultivations instantly paled, their hearts vexed. The South Stream Temple disciples within the sword array felt like five claps of thunder had exploded in their ears. Their Dao hearts were thrown into disarray, and even the hands gripping their swords began to tremble.
The Blazing Sun Style! The Great Sound Arrived!
The White Tiger Divine General's spear was fiercely pressing down, and the Prince of Xiang was using the secret technique of the Imperial clan to pressure it. The South Stream Temple sword array felt a terrifying pressure.
But if this was all, the South Stream Temple disciples could still hold on, could still tightly guard Chen Changsheng behind them. This was because the White Tiger Divine General and the Prince of Xiang had not truly attacked, only relying on spear energy and the Blazing Sun Style to attack from a distance. This was not enough to break this famous sword array.
But the South Stream Temple disciples had not expected, nor had Chen Changsheng, that the moment the sword array stabilized, two things happened.
The Prince of Xiang's Great Sound of the Blazing Sun suddenly vanished, not even the lingering sound that should have been there. He silently smiled, as if he had not spoken at all.
The White Tiger Divine General's spear energy also abruptly vanished. The spear fell back to the ground as if it had never attacked.
The South Stream Temple sword array was currently circulating the energy of the Zhen Star, its awe-inspiring sword energy rising. Just when it was about to attack, it suddenly realized that its opponent had vanished, causing its circulation to pause.
At this moment, a smoke-like figure rushed in from the back of the sword array!
This person was Huai Bi!
The sturdiest and most defensive cities in the world were usually breached from the inside.
No one had expected that the most senior martial grandaunt of South Stream Temple would work with outsiders to break her own sect's sword array.
Even Huai Ren and Huai Shu appeared rather perplexed, thinking, could it be that Junior Sister is not willing to see her own disciples fight for the Li Palace, so she has resorted to this method?
If an enemy could break the sword array by forcing their way in, then the South Stream Temple sword array would not have enjoyed such a reputation in the world.
If someone attempted to break the sword array from the inside, they would instead encounter the sword array's greatest killing move. Just like now, Huai Bi had borrowed the Prince of Xiang and the White Tiger Divine General's help to infiltrate the sword array. As long as the sword array was activated, the awe-inspiring Sword Qi that enveloped the plateau would only need a few exchanges to kill her.
But some of the disciples in the sword array were Huai Bi's martial nephews, some were her true disciples, and even more were her grand-disciples. How could they try to kill her? The disciples appeared panicked, not knowing how to respond. If they attacked with all their strength, would they not kill their martial grandaunt or martial ancestor?
The South Stream Temple disciples did not know what to do, but Huai Bi was fearless. Her attacks were like lightning, her fingers falling like mountains. In a few seconds, she had injured several disciples and seized the swords of ten-some disciples. She transformed them into streams of light and threw them down the cliff.
Without a sword in hand, how could a sword array be formed?
The world-shaking sword array of South Stream Temple was thrown into chaos, a massive gap appearing in its center.
Standing in the center of the plateau, Wuqiong Bi once more saw Chen Changsheng behind the sword array. Her hatred rose once more and her rage blazed. How could she let go of such a good chance? She paid even less attention to Chen Changsheng's previous words. She flew through the air, her horsetail whisk stirring up a dreadful and silent wave of cold as it swatted at Chen Changsheng.
"Dog thief, hand over your life!"
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How could one directly block the full-powered attack of an expert of the Divine Domain?
There was no answer to this question.
Whether it was Wang Po in Xunyang City or that night in the snowy mountains, he had seemed to be able to resist a Divine Domain expert with his mortal body, but that had all been because of other reasons. For example, Zhu Luo had not used his full strength against Wang Po, or the Demon Lord had been heavily injured and was no longer at one-tenth of his peak strength.
Today was different. Wuqiong Bi was not injured. In order to avenge her son, her fighting spirit was at its strongest. It could even be said that this was the strongest attack of her life.
Chen Changsheng still had countless tricks up his sleeve, countless treasures, and countless helpers.
But at this moment, all of them were useless.
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