155: Chapter 155 When Gods Clash, What Mortal Dares to Get Close Enough to Watch?

Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan thought the same.

The others held their breath, not daring to move.

They had all seen that the figure falling first was Di Shitian, who had previously revealed a giant face in the clouds.

But now, in such a wretched state, he had clearly suffered a great loss and was knocked down by force.

Would he really die under this sword?

Everyone's eyes were locked on the sky, their hearts hanging heavy like stones.

The two people fighting at this moment were both the most Peak existences of this world.

Though one could perceive his sinister Heart-Nature from Di Shitian's previous words, no one could deny his terrifying strength.

He had lived for a thousand years, manipulated the succession of Dynasties, and overturned the Jianghu landscape.

He was once the Martial Forest Supreme and was also called a Supreme Emperor.

Any of these experiences would be enough to leave a name in history, yet they were all gathered in one person.

Such a figure was both admirable and fearsome.

Yet such a nearly mythic existence was actually being knocked from the clouds and was about to perish under a sword.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!"

Di Shitian roared suddenly. Just as the Sword Qi was about to hit his body and he was about to touch the ground, his whole body erupted with blinding light, and he instantly turned into spots of light scattering away.

A moment later, those spots of light gathered on the ground, condensing into his form.

"Since you know the Seven Nothings Absolute State, you should understand... this kind of attack simply cannot hurt me..."

He was about to mock, but before his voice fell, his body swayed violently.

Sharp-eyed people had already discovered that under the mask covering his face, a trace of crimson was quietly spreading.

Su Rui appeared silently by his side and, without a word, raised his sword and slashed.

Di Shitian had no time to adjust his breathing and heal, so he had to turn into light spots again to dodge.

When he condensed his form again, the translucent mask on his face was already covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

He hurriedly tore off the mask and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the mask exploded in mid-air, and several sharp bursts of Sword Qi shot out, carving several deep grooves into the ground.

"What ruthless methods!" Di Shitian shouted.

"This is called being upright." Su Rui sheathed his sword on his back and looked quietly at the other's face, a trace of strangeness flashing in his eyes.

It turned out that because the mask had covered his face, he hadn't been able to spit out a mouthful of blood; now it meandered down the corner of his mouth, staining half his cheek, looking quite comical.

After seeing Di Shitian's true face, everyone in the crowd was shocked and lost their color.

How did this appearance look like a transcendent, peerless expert?

Di Shitian clearly realized something was wrong as well.

In an instant, the blood on his face was actually absorbed by his skin, slowly sinking into his flesh and disappearing.

Su Rui was slightly stunned.

The Sea-Absorbing Sacred Heart Curse had actually been practiced to such a level of spontaneity in his hands.

However, in that instant just now, many people had glimpsed his true face.

Under his messy hair, half of his face was ordinary, the kind that would be hard to find if thrown into a crowd.

The other half of his face looked as if it had been rotting for years, with the flesh twisted and ruined, making anyone who saw it feel nauseous.

Especially the girls who loved beauty were deeply transfixed by the sight.

In contrast, Su Rui, standing opposite Di Shitian, seemed to come from another world.

He wore a washed-out plain robe with a jade belt around his waist, his figure as upright as a pine tree.

His face was as handsome as jade, his eyes like stars in a cold night, and his black hair was tied high with a gold crown, falling behind his head.

He was already elegant, and now, against the backdrop of Di Shitian's gloomy Aura, he appeared even more transcendent, like an Immortal descending from the Nine Heavens, untainted by dust.

Even many of the flirtatious women in the Demonic Cult couldn't help but look away, and a bit of wavering actually arose in their hearts.

"This... is Su Rui?" Marquis Ziyi's expression was grave, his voice low and even a bit awkward.

His heart trembled slightly, and he actually felt ashamed of his own appearance.

"That's right, it was indeed him who brought the Second Young Miss back to the martial arts hall."

"..."

Marquis Ziyi was speechless.

At this moment, he almost suspected that the willful and unruly Second Young Miss might have been willing to be locked up.

"When we get back, we should think about how to explain to the Eldest Young Miss.

Although the Second Young Miss's methods are ruthless, they share the same Bloodline after all; they are sisters," Marquis Ziyi said in a low voice.

Mo Qixuan nodded silently, a trace of struggle showing between his brows.

At this time, the various experts on the battlefield finally saw Su Rui's true face with their own eyes.

The two young girls standing beside the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets and Pharmacist Huang already had glowing eyes and slightly red cheeks.

Although they were far away and couldn't see his features clearly, that refined and transcendent air and that upright figure like bamboo had already made their hearts flutter, making it hard to control themselves.

The other experts were also secretly amazed.

Su Rui's appearance completely matched the Sword Dao Immortal they had fantasized about for many years.

"This is the young man who displayed that world-shaking Sword Intent? This old Daoist has really lived long enough!"

When Zhang Sanfeng used his power to blow away the ice shards earlier, everyone had already guessed his identity—the legendary Daoist Venerable on the Sect mountain.

Hearing him sigh with such emotion now, the surroundings were instantly filled with shock.

Could it be that even this Immortal Master Zhang, who has stood in the Jianghu for over a hundred years and is nearly an Immortal, considers himself inferior to this person?

Zhang Sanfeng's name has moved the world for over a hundred years, and he is still a Martial Forest myth.

Especially since the Sect mountain is located at the border of Three Kingdoms, and the nobles of all three sides respect him, no one has ever touched that mountain territory.

This tacit understanding has made the Sect's reputation reach its Peak.

But now, even such a figure admires the youth before them?

Everyone's hearts were in turmoil.

However, someone was burning with rage.

Why did Di Shitian always wear a mask?

Because he had a Longevity Poison in his body that could not be eradicated.

Initially, he only consumed the Phoenix Blood; although he gained longevity, he still could not escape the erosion of time.

Aging was slow, but it was indeed happening.

Later, he created the Sacred Heart Art, adding thousands of years of life, but the price was accelerated physical decay—every once in a while, his flesh would rot and fall off, and new skin would grow.

This pain tortured him day and night, and perhaps it was this torture that twisted his character.

And now, facing Su Rui's jade-like face and handsome manner, then thinking back to his own rotting face under the mask, it was bearable before.

Now that the mask was shattered and the whispers of praise from the people around reached his ears, every word was like a blade piercing his heart.

Jealousy burned in his chest like a fierce fire.

He only wanted to capture Su Rui, tear off that enviable face, and then kill everyone who was talking.

Su Rui clearly perceived the chill that suddenly dropped from the other party.

He was just slightly puzzled: Why was Di Shitian suddenly so furious?

And the confusion on his face, in Di Shitian's eyes, became the most stinging mockery.

"Di Tian Wild Thunder!"

With a roar, Di Shitian soared into the air, rushing straight into the clouds.

A sharp Sword Qi broke through the air, accurately cutting off his momentum.

"Come down and talk." Su Rui frowned slightly.

Di Shitian floated in mid-air, cold air overflowing from his body. Forced back by the Sword Qi, he looked down coldly at Su Rui, his eyes full of resentment.

Immediately, countless crystalline ice glows appeared behind him, dense and shimmering with cold light.

The onlookers saw this and couldn't help but look at each other.

Just now, the sky full of ice spears pouring down had failed to hurt Su Rui in the slightest; now these tiny ice crystals, though numerous, were weak in power. Could it be that Di Shitian had lost his mind from defeat?

"Retreat!" Zhu Yuyan's face changed suddenly as she felt a slight itch on the surface of her skin.

She suddenly became alert and immediately shouted to Li Hanyi and the others.

Li Hanyi and the others were stunned.

"Retreat for what? This old thing can't beat Teacher at all!"

"But he can hurt you." Zhu Yuyan turned back and warned sharply.

"Withdraw!"

Li Hanyi's face changed slightly, her lips parting as if to speak.

As soon as the Eldest Senior Sister spoke, the women immediately shut up and quickly retreated.

During the retreat, Li Hanyi's voice transmission quietly reached Lei Mengsha's ears.

Lei Mengsha's expression tightened, and he immediately turned to Xiao Ruofeng and whispered a few words.

Xiao Ruofeng didn't dare to delay in the slightest and immediately led everyone to speed up their withdrawal.

As for those ordinary soldiers, they had already fled far away.

Immortals fighting, how dare Mortals watch up close?

Boom—!

Just as some people were wondering why Xiao Ruofeng and the others continued to retreat, since the distance was already considered safe.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder tore through the sky, making everyone tremble.

The clouds that had scattered after Di Shitian's fall were now gathering again.

And they were pressing down very low, as if within reach, hanging over everyone's heads.

A twisted bolt of lightning sliced through the sky, followed immediately by a sudden roar of thunder.

Subsequently, thunder echoed incessantly (replaced here with: the thunder rolled on and on).

A blinding bolt of lightning struck down from the heavens, landing right behind Di Shitian.

Ice and thunder should have countered each other.

But this time, it overturned everyone's understanding.

The thousands of ice shards floating behind him actually absorbed all the lightning, turning into spheres with Thunder Light flowing within them.

Dazzling electric arcs splashed everywhere, and sharp crackling sounds rose one after another.

Countless thunder spheres pulled each other, forming a dense electric net.

This Aura alone made one's heart turn cold with fear.

"Di Tian Wild Thunder!"

Di Shitian's eyes were like torches, with electric snakes seemingly moving in his pupils.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the sky full of thunder spheres roared out, rushing straight toward Su Rui.

In an instant, Su Rui's surroundings were locked by Thunder Light, with no way to retreat.

And behind him, dark clouds churned, and thunder continued to pour down.

The thunder spheres, far from decreasing, became more and more numerous and gathered more and more densely.

Su Rui's expression remained calm, and he didn't even have the intention to dodge.

This scene made the people around cry out in unison.

Everyone felt he was being too arrogant.

The power of this move was immense, and its destructive power could be imagined.

Even if it couldn't compare to true heavenly power, it was superior in its staggering quantity, as dense as rain.

Yin Luoxia's heart tightened, and she instinctively wanted to throw the snow rainbow silk in her hand to help.

Just as her hand was raised, she was stopped by Empress Wu.

"Di Shitian is probably crazy! Have you forgotten what happened the night before?"

Empress Wu's cold reminder made the women suddenly realize.

That figure walking calmly through the sea of thunder...

That's right!

Even that kind of violent thunder couldn't hurt him in the slightest, so what did this little trick matter now?

"Di Shitian is no fool, how could he not see the clue? As you said, he has indeed lost his mind," Zhu Yuyan's brow furrowed slightly, her tone complex.

Just then, a figure dashed over.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

Shangguan Waner, in a scholar's robe with her ponytail tied loosely, bowed slightly to Empress Wu.

"No need for formalities, you should stay in Snow Moon City and wait for orders."

Hearing this, Shangguan Waner suppressed the urge to roll her eyes.

She didn't dare to be impudent and only advised in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, please do not take such risks in the future; your safety concerns the entire Great Zhou Dynasty's state."