Chapter 29

"Lord Ximen, the Overlord of the World, would you be afraid of me?" Zhu Qingzhu said calmly, still hidden in the darkness, his form unseen.

"That's right, I am a bit afraid of you," Ximen Wuya said. "Dongfang Niemi, the First Under Heaven, I am not afraid of. But you, the Second Under Heaven, I am a bit afraid of."

"I am deeply honored," Zhu Qingzhu said with a smile.

"Not just me, even Senior Brother Dongfang Niemi said the same thing," Ximen Wuya said. "He said that among all the people in the world, Zhu Qingzhu is the most unpredictable, completely unfathomable. He said that the rankings in the world are the most deceptive, and if you believe in these rankings, you won't even know how you die."

"Lord Dongfang flatters me," Zhu Qingzhu said calmly.

"However, Lord Zhu, you are not from the Yin-Yang Sect, yet you want to meddle in the affairs of the Yin-Yang Sect?" Ximen Wuya asked.

"After Senior Brother Dongfang ascended to immortality, only orphans and widows remain. Bingling might marry my son in the future, so if something happens to her, I, as an elder, cannot just stand by," Zhu Qingzhu said. "Moreover, Yang Dingtian cursed to destroy my Xuantian Sect, so it's only right to teach him a lesson."

"Alright, then take my palm strike, and after one strike, I will leave," Zhu Qingzhu said. "No mystical techniques, no special moves, just a simple, plain palm strike. What do you think?"

"Fine, I'll go along with Lord Zhu," Ximen Wuya said.

"However," Zhu Qingzhu added, "you have already fought three people in a row. It wouldn't be fair to face me directly. So, take my palm strike from across a large ship."

By having a large ship in between, the energy would be significantly weakened when it hit Ximen Wuya.

With that, the sound of Zhu Qingzhu's sleeve moving was heard from the darkness.

"Whoosh..." Suddenly, a huge wooden ship, several dozen meters long and over ten meters thick, silently flew into the air and drifted between Ximen Wuya and Zhu Qingzhu.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

"Brother Ximen, please give it your all," Zhu Qingzhu said.

"Of course," Ximen Wuya said, then his hand lightly trembled inside his sleeve, causing his entire robe to suddenly inflate.

He knew that the most dangerous moment of his life had arrived, the most dangerous battle of his life.

Although the previous three consecutive battles were incredibly intense, they were not the most dangerous. Jiang Songyang, a world-renowned strongman nearly at the level of a grandmaster, was said to be on par with Ximen Wuya, but their cultivation levels were vastly different.

Wu Ying, though invincible in swordsmanship and speed, did not intend to kill Ximen Wuya, and their cultivation levels were not far apart.

Ning Busi, the Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect, was one of the top strongmen in the world, having been a grandmaster for over a decade and possessing a legendary-level martial soul, the Flame Demon Serpent. However, Ximen Wuya believed his cultivation level was not inferior to the over a hundred-year-old Ning Busi, and the sword soul he had cultivated with great effort was almost fearless of any martial soul in the world.

But the Zhu Qingzhu before him, who could not even be seen, was like a deep sea, completely unfathomable.

Therefore, this was the most lethal and dangerous moment. If he could get past Zhu Qingzhu, the danger of the night would be over, as there were no more supreme grandmasters after Zhu Qingzhu.

So, for this seemingly simple palm strike, Ximen Wuya would give it his all.

He opened all his pores, and every part of his body frantically absorbed the mystic energy from the world, filling every inch of his meridians and every corner of his qi sea.

Condense, condense, condense!

Endless mystic energy condensed from every inch of his body into his qi sea, which swelled larger and larger. This was extremely dangerous, and Ximen Wuya had never done this before, as it could easily cause his qi sea to explode.

But this was the most dangerous moment, facing the most powerful, most dangerous, and most unfathomable enemy in the world. He had to risk his life and condense his mystic energy to 120%.

"Brother Ximen, if you are ready, please make the first move," Zhu Qingzhu said calmly.

The mystic energy condensed to the extreme, and Ximen Wuya's skin was trembling, his blood vessels cracking in places, and blood seeping out.

"This is the moment, this is the time, the final battle!"

Ximen Wuya suddenly struck out with his palm, releasing an incredibly powerful energy.

Instantly, the entire world fell silent, the light of the flames was instantly swallowed, and the entire sea plunged into darkness.

In the darkness, Zhu Qingzhu struck out with his palm.

The two energies collided in the air.

"Poof..." The hundred-meter-long ship floating in the middle instantly turned to dust, vanishing without a trace.

At the same time, three other large ships within a hundred meters were instantly shattered, also without a sound.

Then, Ximen Wuya's body suddenly jolted, as if hit by an invisible wall, his body caving in.

But he did not take a step back, nor did he spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the darkness, Zhu Qingzhu sighed and said slowly, "Ximen Wuya, the absolute peak of the world. I am really curious, if Lord Dongfang were still here, who would be stronger, you or him?"

"Farewell!"

After saying this, Zhu Qingzhu completely disappeared, as if he had never been there.

However, Ximen Wuya noticed that after Zhu Qingzhu left, the area where he had been was no longer dark but had some light, as if Zhu Qingzhu had absorbed all the surrounding light, leaving darkness wherever he went.

Ximen Wuya said slowly, "Now, no one should be blocking me, right?"

No one responded.

"Then, farewell, I will take Yang Dingtian with me," Ximen Wuya said.

Then, Ximen Wuya was about to leave.

"Wait..." Dongfang Bingling suddenly spoke.

Ximen Wuya said, "Is there anyone else who wants to block me?"

"I do!" Dongfang Bingling said.

"You?" Ximen Wuya shook his head. "At your age, both my father and I were not as good as you. Your talent is rare in the world, but you are not my match now."

"How do you know unless you try?" Dongfang Bingling said coldly. "The Flame Ring is mine, and Yang Dingtian must stay."

"No, you are too young, I cannot harm you," Ximen Wuya said.

"You can't harm me either," Dongfang Bingling said coldly, then raised her sword and shouted, "Yin-Yang Great Formation, assemble!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Instantly, over a dozen figures flew out from the sea like meteors, forming a ring in the air and rotating rapidly.

This was a Taiji Formation, a Taiji Formation several dozen meters wide. One half was red flames, the other half was blue ice, but it was missing the two central points.

"Senior Brother Xue, come on!" Dongfang Bingling said.

Instantly, Dongfang Bingling and Zhu Hongxue flew to the two central points of the Taiji Formation. Dongfang Bingling was covered in ice-blue, while Zhu Hongxue turned blood-red instantly. Now, the two central points of the Yin-Yang Formation were complete.

Dongfang Bingling, Zhu Hongxue, and over a dozen elders of the Yin-Yang Sect formed the complete Yin-Yang Great Formation. The entire Taiji Formation rotated rapidly, surrounding and trapping Zhu Hongxue and Dongfang Bingling, who floated in the air.

Ximen Wuya was taken aback and said slowly, "I didn't expect the most dangerous one to be you, Dongfang Bingling."

"It seems you are determined not to let me leave alive today," Ximen Wuya said slowly.

"Hand over Yang Dingtian, and you can live," Dongfang Bingling said. "The Flame Ring is mine, and I am determined to get it."

"Uncle Ximen, the palm strike you just took from Master Zhu has exhausted all your mystic energy and the capacity of your meridians and qi sea. What you should do now is sit down and meditate, and perhaps in half a year or a year, you can recover to your peak," Dongfang Bingling said. "Otherwise, you are truly in mortal danger. Just hand over Yang Dingtian, and I will let you go."

Ximen Wuya laughed and said, "If my life needs your mercy, then I would rather die."

"Lord Ximen, you have no mystic energy left now. How can you resist the dual swords of the Yin-Yang Great Formation? One strike, and you will be obliterated," Dongfang Bingling said.

"Not necessarily..." Ximen Wuya said coldly. "Come on, then."

"If you seek death, I will grant it to you," Dongfang Bingling said coldly.

"Why so many words? Just kill him," Zhu Hongxue said calmly.

"First strike of the Yin-Yang Great Formation, Soul Annihilation!"

Following Dongfang Bingling's command, the entire Yin-Yang Great Formation emitted a dazzling light. The mystic energy of the over a dozen elders of the Yin-Yang Sect condensed toward the two central points, toward the swords of Dongfang Bingling and Zhu Hongxue.

The swords in the hands of the two became brighter and brighter, finally shining like stars in the sky.

"Double Sword Union!"

Then, the two swords merged into a giant sword hundreds of meters long. Dongfang Bingling raised it high and struck down at Ximen Wuya with great force.

"Uncle Ximen, this is your doing, don't blame me for being ruthless."

With Dongfang Bingling's mournful cry, the hundred-meter-long giant sword struck down, instantly causing the entire sea to be in turmoil.

"Blood Thirst Technique..." Ximen Wuya roared, spewing a cloud of blood from his mouth.

"Boom!" The blood cloud met the sword blade and instantly burst into flames.

Ximen Wuya's thin sword suddenly turned into a giant flaming sword hundreds of meters long, striking back at Dongfang Bingling's giant sword with great force.

"Bang!" A thunderous explosion, like the bright light of a nuclear explosion, suddenly turned the dark sea white.

"Boom!" The two energies exploded.

The sea surface was stirred up into a hundred-meter-high wave, like a giant wall, rolling eastward and smashing all the large ships brought by the Yin-Yang Sect into pieces.

Ximen Wuya's body was thrown dozens of meters away, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

All the members of Dongfang Bingling's Yin-Yang Great Formation were struck as if by lightning, spewing blood.

Only Dongfang Bingling had a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, while Zhu Hongxue had no blood at all, just a slightly pale face.

"Lord Ximen is indeed unfathomable, even mastering the legendary Blood Thirst Technique," Dongfang Bingling said coldly. "But I know that this Blood Thirst Technique transforms all the body's essence into mystic energy, and one use will cost you half your life. In over a hundred years, no one has dared to use the Blood Thirst Technique a second time. I want to see how you, Lord Ximen, will face my second Double Sword Union."

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