152: Chapter 152 Another peerless master suddenly appeared in mid-air?

Sikong Changfeng gave a cold snort.

He couldn't break a Formation with a single strike like Su Rui could, but dealing with such a small-scale Formation was no trouble at all.

"Wind Fills the City!"

With a flash of a spear shadow, the Formation collapsed.

The twelve people retreated in unison, coughing up blood.

Li Hanyi leaped forward.

"Waxing Crescent Moon!"

The hanguang sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly flashed.

Before the eight Elders charging forward could even get close, they had already fallen to the ground dead.

The two of them had acted in just an instant, yet the entire field was awestruck.

The people of the Demonic Cult immediately stopped, not daring to make another Move.

"Stop!"

Ye Dingzhi shouted sternly for them to stop.

He looked toward Baili Dongjun and said in a grim tone, "I won. Don't block me anymore."

"Fine."

Baili Dongjun tilted his head back, drank the remaining wine in his gourd, and nodded slightly.

In the next moment, the two of them clashed again.

This time, there were no more Moves to speak of.

Fists and palms met, Qi waves rolled, and every strike was born of instinct, perfectly natural.

Their figures crossed like illusions, so fast that they were almost nothing but afterimages.

Those with insufficient cultivation couldn't see their movements at all.

Both sides held their breath, staring intently at the battle.

...

Inside Heavenly Revelation City, a guard rushed into the main hall of the imperial palace.

"Your Majesty, urgent report from the front! The Snow Moon City reinforcements have arrived, and Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi have clashed head-on!"

Emperor Mingde nodded upon hearing this, feeling slightly relieved.

He didn't know that at this moment, in a small building in a remote corner of the palace, Luo Qingyang was waiting for Consort Xuan's answer.

"Can he... win?"

Consort Xuan asked in a low voice.

Luo Qingyang was startled for a moment, then immediately understood who she was referring to.

"It's hard.

I've seen Baili Dongjun; Ye Dingzhi will surely lose this battle.

If you want to see him one last time, then follow me."

Consort Xuan remained silent for a long time before finally nodding gently.

Luo Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and quietly took her out of the palace.

With his abilities, no one in the palace could stop him at this moment.

When Emperor Mingde learned of this, he was furious and smashed a cherished porcelain vase.

Yet, in the end, he did not order a pursuit.

On Qingyun Terrace, the battle continued.

Both the Demonic Cult and Northern Li stayed their hands, quietly watching for the outcome.

Those with keen eyes could already see that Ye Dingzhi was gradually showing signs of defeat.

Sure enough, at the moment his footsteps faltered slightly, Baili Dongjun threw a punch, and Ye Dingzhi also swung his fist to counter.

After the collision of fist energies, Ye Dingzhi's figure retreated violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You are already injured and are no match for me."

Baili Dongjun sighed softly.

Ye Dingzhi raised his hand to wipe away the blood, his eyes clearing slightly, though a golden light still flickered deep within his pupils.

"As long as I'm still alive, I haven't lost."

His voice was low but as firm as iron.

Baili Dongjun's brows furrowed; Ye Dingzhi was indeed the same as always, not changing one bit.

The stubbornness from his youth was still etched into his bones today.

For the sake of one Consort Xuan, he really dared to stir up such turmoil in the world?

"I cannot let him lose!"

Before the words had finished, a thunderous roar exploded from the horizon, making everyone's ears ring and their blood surge.

Many soldiers directly held their heads and fell to the ground, their vision going black as they fainted.

Tyrant, Invincible East, and Young Master Yu all looked up, their gazes shooting straight toward the sky.

The three of them already knew in their hearts who was coming.

If not for this person appearing, they might not have necessarily intervened in this conflict.

Even though they were later moved by interests, their initial retreat was indeed because of him.

Everyone looked up at the sky, only to see a giant face slowly emerge above the heavy dark clouds.

That face was vast and boundless, as if it had cast the entire Qingyun Terrace into shadow.

All who witnessed this sight turned pale with horror, an indescribable fear surging in their hearts.

Such a method was unheard of and unseen.

Who could possess such heaven-reaching power? Even the Divine Roaming Profound Realm could certainly not reach such a level!

State Preceptor and the Former Head of the Five Grand Eunuchs looked at each other, both seeing the solemnity in the other's eyes.

That angry shout just now had clearly revealed a stance—this person stood on the side of the Demonic Cult.

But such earth-shattering cultivation... just what kind of existence was this?

Baili Dongjun looked up at the sky, his expression solemn.

Another peerless Master had actually appeared mid-air?

Could it be that freak from Heaven Beyond Heaven who has been in seclusion for many years?

Li Hanyi quietly retreated to Mr. Su's side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Su, can you handle this?"

Empress Wu stared at the giant face appearing in the clouds and suddenly snorted coldly, "All bells and whistles."

Su Rui chuckled and said indifferently, "It's just playing ghost."

Zhu Yuyan and Empress Wu were both startled, then noticed the disdain in his words.

Did this composure mean he was already completely confident?

The entire field was silent, with only the sound of the wind howling.

The giant face in the clouds slowly turned, its features clearly visible, as if searching for a target.

A moment later, its gaze fixed in one direction.

Although the direction was vague due to its massive size, Su Rui knew in his heart—Di Shitian had locked onto him.

In the next instant, Su Rui's figure suddenly dispersed, turning into countless points of light that scattered in the air, only to reconvene in a flash.

"Seven Nothings Absolute State!"

A thunderous voice rang out again, filled with shock and disbelief.

"It really is you! Where did you learn this Sacred Heart Art from?"

Hidden behind the clouds, Di Shitian's face turned grim.

The Seven Nothings Absolute State was his original life-saving ultimate skill, never passed on to anyone.

Now that someone was actually performing it before his eyes, how could it not cause suspicion and alarm in his heart?

His mind was already unstable due to his long life, and at this moment, his emotions fluctuated even more, giving rise to a faint sense of unease.

The people below, hearing this, all showed looks of curiosity.

Was that movement technique of instantly dispersing and regrouping the so-called "Seven Nothings Absolute State"?

Su Rui stood in mid-air, looking directly at the face that covered the sky, his voice calm but impossible to ignore:

"Di Shitian, enough with these bluffing tricks.

It's boring.

Since you're here, why not show yourself?"

He didn't speak loudly, yet his voice was like a fine needle piercing the ear, clearly reaching the bottom of everyone's heart.

Di Shitian?

Everyone silently repeated the name, but no one knew its origin.

On the ground, Luo Xian looked at the sky, her eyes trembling slightly.

In her memory, Di Shitian was an invincible existence who had never suffered a defeat.

But during this time imprisoned in the martial arts hall, though she had lost her freedom, she had found a rare peace—she no longer had to run for her life on missions, nor did she have to serve that fickle Master in fear.

At this moment, she actually didn't know who to hope would win.

And in the Demonic Cult camp, Su Rui's figure stood in mid-air.

Even if they had never seen him with their own eyes, many had already heard of him through Mo Qixuan's intelligence.

Upon seeing the man himself, they immediately recognized him.

"So young?" Invincible East was slightly moved.

"Hmph, most likely just an old fellow with a knack for maintaining a youthful appearance," Tyrant sneered, his face full of disbelief.

He admitted there were geniuses in the world, but to establish such a reputation in such a short time was truly beyond common sense.

Young Master Yu's eyes narrowed behind his mask, his expression becoming increasingly heavy.

He had always been conceited about his peerless intellect, but facing a powerhouse of this level, he also understood—

No matter how clever the scheme, it is ultimately hard to withstand one force breaking ten thousand methods.

The hearts of the Demonic Cult members were pounding one by one; their originally high morale was now quietly clouded over.

Originally, when Di Shitian appeared and spoke, everyone had shown joy because he stood on their side.

But now another person had stepped out into the air, facing that overbearing old monster without any fear.

The two of them stood in confrontation, their Auras equivalent; their strength was likely also on par.

The situation had actually returned to the initial state of stalemate.

Ye Dingzhi clutched his chest, looking up at the sky with a pale face.

Su Rui's figure appeared in his sight.

He knew very well—though this person had never shown his face directly, he had already stirred up the wind and clouds during the Eastern Expedition.

In the Battle of Sword Heart Tomb, over seventy percent of the soldiers fell by his hand; outside Wushuang City, Zhao Guyan had merely used a remnant of his Sword Intent to kill and injure countless people while wounding himself; and the carefully laid great plan for Snow Moon City was also shattered by a single sword strike.

Now, facing a near-legendary existence like Di Shitian, the other party still stepped forward without yielding an inch.

An indescribable resentment quietly surfaced in Ye Dingzhi's heart.

But Su Rui never cared about the gaze of others.

He only did what he had decided upon.

Whether it was the trial of his Disciples this time, or the current confrontation with Di Shitian in the sky.

"You recognize this venerable one?"

An aged voice came from the clouds, carrying a pressure accumulated over a thousand years.

Di Shitian searched deep within his memory, trying to find the past of this figure.

But the years were too distant, and the traces of his early years had long since become blurred and unclear.

In the end, he could only give up.

Seeing the other party still putting on an act, Su Rui's brows sharpened as the hiding edge was unsheathed.

A clear light tore through the long sky, arriving in an instant.

The dark clouds filling the sky were split down the middle, and the giant face formed from condensed cloud Qi broke apart at the sound.

Above the rift, sunlight poured down, as if the vault of heaven had been sliced open by a sharp blade.

In an instant, all sounds were silenced.

Dark clouds still pressed down above the battlefield, but beyond the battlefield, the sky was as clear as if it had been washed.

Such a remarkable sight immediately attracted the attention of everyone waiting for the outcome of the battle outside.

Around the Northern Li border, many spies from various countries were lurking.

Previously, when Di Shitian turned clouds into a face, it had already shaken their Souls—who could have thought there were such methods in the world?

And now, a sword light spanned across heaven and earth, splitting the heavy haze covering the battlefield in two.

Light spilled along the crack, dividing the place of slaughter into realms of light and dark.

"Who is this?!"

Jing Ni was usually calm; as a Heaven-rank assassin who had practiced Heart-control Techniques since childhood, she couldn't help but lose her composure at this moment.

Black and White Profound Blade gripped his twin blades tightly, his knuckles turning white, but he said nothing.

His eyes stared fixedly at the rift in the sky, as if to carve it into his Soul.

Beside him, the assassins of the Net of Heaven involuntarily retreated a few steps—these killers, usually cold-blooded and ruthless, now felt an indescribable fear surging in their hearts.

Shangguan Haitang suddenly gripped the folding fan in her hand; the force was so great that it actually crushed the fine iron frame to powder.

She was usually steady, but at this moment, it was hard to maintain her composure.

She hadn't expected that, following that mysterious Hall Master of Snow Moon City, another unknown peerless Master would emerge on the battlefield.

And such heaven-reaching methods were something she had never even heard of.

Even a Land Immortal would likely find it hard to reach this level, wouldn't they?

"If that sword light came from the Hall Master's hand... it seems he has finally met his match."

Duan Tianya had once inquired about news of Su Rui and at one point thought this person was already at the Peak of the current era, with no one able to match him.

How much time had passed, and now another equally unfathomable powerhouse had emerged?

Once these two clash, it will surely stir up monstrous waves.

As for the outcome... he no longer had the heart to focus on the struggle between Heaven Beyond Heaven and Northern Li.

Because he knew that no matter who won or lost, it would completely rewrite the landscape of this Jianghu.