291: Wang Hai's reliance, the mysterious old man

A trident appeared in Wang Hai’s hand. As he brandished it, the void echoed with the sound of ocean waves, a truly wondrous phenomenon.

Facing the sky-filling blade light, he showed no fear. He thrust his trident forward, and instantly, a deep blue spiritual energy materialized like a tidal wave.

It then surged towards the blade light, as if to engulf it.

Crashing sounds.

Swish, swish, swish!

The blade light and the waves clashed and devoured each other, emitting terrifying roars that spread across the surrounding heaven and earth.

In their first exchange, both were evenly matched, neither gaining an advantage.

Feng Jue’s figure flickered, and he instantly appeared beside Wang Hai, slashing down with his blade, intending to split him in two.

The latter raised his trident to block, producing a clang of metal, then deflected the force and launched a counterattack.

Clang, clang, clang.

Their figures constantly intertwined, sparks flying, causing thunderclouds to surge and muffled thunder to boom.

"Wind Blade Sky Dance!"

Feng Jue roared, unleashing a single slash that instantly split into three rotating wind blades, forming a triangular formation to lock onto and strike his opponent.

They cut through the void, leaving behind brilliant streaks of light, even carving tiny marks in space, demonstrating their sharpness.

If the blade light struck, his body would surely be severed into three pieces, his flesh separated.

"Wave Devouring Bone Trident!"

Seeing this, Wang Hai brandished the battle trident in his hand, and ripples spread out from beneath his figure.

Terrifying, heavy seawater surged skyward from behind him, like angry waves striking the heavens, and continued to rise.

After reaching a critical point, it began to plummet, and amidst the churning waves, there was a faint sense of devouring, as if anyone caught in its rush would be reduced to dust.

The three wind blades crashed directly into the waves, cutting three gashes into them, and continued to penetrate deeper, aiming to break through the surging waves and strike Wang Hai’s body.

"Break!"

Feng Jue’s figure glowed intensely, and an even more formidable pressure than before burst from his body. With the spiritual energy’s enhancement, the wind blades, whose power had gradually stalled, began to move again.

Swish.

The dazzling blade light completely shattered the astonishing waves, irresistibly slashing towards Wang Hai’s figure.

Not good!

The latter was greatly alarmed, completely unprepared for his opponent’s sudden leap in strength. He hastily activated his protective divine light to defend himself.

Crack.

However, the makeshift defensive barrier did not serve much purpose; it only lasted for a moment before completely shattering.

A spray of blood splattered into the void, emitting sizzling sounds.

Wang Hai clutched his left arm tightly, dispelling the blade intent, and looked at Feng Jue, who stood proudly in the void, with an incredulous expression.

That single strike had temporarily disabled his left arm, almost severing the entire limb.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he shifted his body to the side to dodge, otherwise he might have suffered severe injuries.

"You!"

His tone still held disbelief; he couldn’t understand why Feng Jue, who had been evenly matched with him ten years ago, had advanced even further in strength.

Shenwu Sect Leader Feng Jue sneered, "Wang Hai, in the end, I still have to thank you. If it weren't for your pressure, I wouldn't have been able to touch upon the Late-Stage Golden Immortal realm in these ten years!"

Although he hadn't fully broken through to the Late-Stage Golden Immortal realm in the past decade, he had made significant progress. At the very least, defeating Wang Hai, who had stagnated, was no problem.

"Heh, I underestimated you, but don't forget my trump card for this trip!"

Wang Hai quickly composed himself, let out a chuckle, and didn't panic despite his defeat.

"Before that, I'll collect some interest from you!"

With that, Wang Hai forcefully hurled the trident in his hand towards the Divine Martial Sect below. Its terrifying speed was clearly a result of secret preparation, so even Feng Jue couldn’t stop it in time.

"How dare you!"

Feng Jue was enraged, having underestimated his opponent’s deviousness.

But he could only watch helplessly as the trident plunged towards the terrified Elder Council.

Indeed, Wang Hai’s target with this trident strike was none other than the entire Elder Council.

In his plan, even if he took over the Divine Martial Sect, these former high-ranking members would have to be purged.

Now, it was simply happening a step earlier!

Lin Yan had observed for a long time, shaking his head with a hint of boredom. After his recent observations, he had come to understand this so-called Golden Immortal realm.

It was still not as powerful as he had imagined; it couldn't even shatter space, and its strength was very limited.

From this perspective, his own strength should be above the Three Immortal Realms, though he didn't know which level he was at.

Yet, he extended a finger and lightly pointed at the trident that was about to descend.

Immediately, the trident, which was powerful enough to pulverize the entire Elder Council of the Divine Martial Sect, slowly halted in mid-air, unmoving.

Uh.

This scene not only left the high-ranking members of the Hanhai Sect utterly astonished, but also caused the smug Wang Hai’s expression to stiffen, somewhat bewildered.

He quickly identified the person who had acted: a black-clad young man whose cultivation was indiscernible, giving off a profound and unfathomable aura, like a black hole.

Unwilling to give up, he tried to activate the trident again, but to his horror, this time it not only didn't move an inch, but also cracked inch by inch before everyone's eyes, dissipating into nothingness.

A surge of anger immediately rose in his heart, and he stared coldly at the young man, his eyes filled with ferocity.

Seeing this, Feng Jue let out a slight sigh of relief, his figure descending to return to the Divine Martial Sect, where he respectfully stood beside Lin Yan.

He knew that what was to come was beyond his ability to interfere with.

Wang Hai couldn't help but frown at his opponent’s actions. After some thought, he calmed his anger and said with a laugh:

"I wondered why Sect Leader Feng Jue was so calm; it turns out he’s already found a helper."

"I just don't know if the helper you've invited can withstand a single move in front of my Lord!"

"Lord, please show yourself!"

He shouted into the void, and instantly the entire sky darkened, with lightning flashing.

A gaunt old man stood in the center of the sky, scanning the people below with his somewhat cloudy gaze.

The old man's figure gradually became ethereal, and he instantly appeared above the Divine Martial Sect. An invisible, terrifying pressure permeated the area.

Feng Jue’s expression tightened, and he stared at the opponent with some apprehension. Even from the faint wisps of aura, he could tell that the person before him was definitely not someone he could resist.

Moreover, he had a premonition that even if he stepped into the Late-Stage Golden Immortal realm, he might not be able to contend with him.

That meant this old man was very likely a Peak Golden Immortal, only a step away from the legendary Immortal Sovereign realm!

"Is this the sect you asked this old man to suppress? It doesn't seem like much!"

His tone carried a strange, sinister quality, and he spoke with disdain.

These words naturally filled everyone in the Divine Martial Sect with indignation, their faces flushed as they glared at him, yet they were helpless.

Feng Jue’s expression turned cold. After cautiously glancing at the utterly calm Lin Yan, his heart felt much more at ease, and he spoke: "Although you are strong, you cannot insult the Divine Martial Sect so casually!"