Chapter 1732
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Earlier, Nan Gong Hao had sent a message informing the high-ranking members of the Ultimate Alliance that Ye Wushuang had already discovered the alliance between the Ultimate Alliance and the Spiritual Sword Pavilion. Moreover, Ye Wushuang, at the fifth tribulation of the Delusion Realm, had already acquired the strength to contend with those at the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm. This guy’s rise was just too rapid! It hadn’t been long since the ranking dispute on the Void List, yet Ye Wushuang had leaped from the Void Realm to the fifth tribulation of the Delusion Realm. Perhaps in the near future, he would reach the Star-Plucking Realm. And… it was one thing that his cultivation advanced swiftly, but the fact that his combat strength remained terrifyingly formidable was simply unacceptable.
Ye Wushuang looked at Dongfang Yan and sneered, “What, seeing me makes you itch with hatred?” Dongfang Yan coldly snorted, clenched his palm, and took a step forward. “Ah! Don’t scare me,” Ye Wushuang, holding the staff, pressed it close to the nearly lifeless Dongfang Ye’s head on the ground and said with a smile, “If you scare me, I might accidentally knock him dead.” “What do you really mean?” Dongfang Yan asked indifferently.
However, Ye Wushuang ignored him and turned to look at Elder Qing Hongyang, smiling, “I’d like to make a deal with the Qingyang Hall. I wonder if the Qingyang Hall is willing?” A deal? Qing Hongyang’s eyebrows shot up. He had no idea what was going on in Ye Wushuang’s mind.
“Sky-Burning Easy Way, the way is not Qianyuan, and towards the yin direction, yin and yang together, the nether fire can plunder…” Ye Wushuang suddenly blurted out this seemingly nonsensical phrase, which instantly changed the expressions of Qing Hongyang, Qing Yexue, and others. While others were unaware, Qing Hongyang and Qing Yexue were very clear that this was the core recorded in the eighth volume of the “Fenyang Spirit Decree,” one of the inherited spirit decrees of the Qingyang Hall.
The Fenyang Spirit Decree was the most core spirit decree of the Qingyang Hall. This spirit decree had nine volumes and could be cultivated all the way to the Saintly Heaven Realm. However, over the years, the Qing family had experienced ups and downs, and the eighth and ninth volumes were lost. Nowadays, the eighth and ninth volumes within the Qingyang Hall were incomplete. Even within the Qingyang Hall, only a few people knew about the eighth and ninth volumes, yet Ye Wushuang could just casually recite them. This was truly inconceivable.
“How do you know?” Qing Hongyang directly shouted. “I don’t just know these; I can also recite the subsequent parts completely,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile, “I think this is enough to prove that I have the qualifications to make a deal with your Qingyang Hall, right?”
For a moment, Qing Hongyang’s eyes flickered. “What do you want?” “Simple,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile, “This Dongfang Ye is a gift from me. Let’s first drive away Dongfang Yan and his group, and then we can talk, how about that?”
After thinking for a moment, Qing Hongyang nodded directly and said, “No problem.”
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yan’s gaze towards Ye Wushuang became even more sinister. “Kid, you’re asking for death!” Ye Wushuang turned around and looked at Dongfang Yan, sneering, “My relationship with your Ultimate Alliance is one of life and death. Friends of the Spiritual Sword Pavilion are enemies of my Shengtian Sect.”
With these words, Ye Wushuang raised the tempered steel staff in his hand and then brought it down. Thud… The staff directly smashed the nearly lifeless Dongfang Ye’s head into a pulp. The people of the Eastern family saw this scene and were all horrified.
Dongfang Ye was the young master of the Eastern family and would likely become one of the four spokespeople of the Ultimate Alliance in the future. But now, he was dead. Dongfang Yan’s anger burned, and he clenched his palm, with terrifying power exploding from within his palm. Boom… In an instant, a deep, rumbling explosion erupted, and a heart-chilling aura filled the forest.
Seeing this, Qing Hongyang sneered, “Good kill! The people of the Ultimate Alliance are unreasonable and really think that our Qingyang Hall is afraid of you!” Whoosh… In a moment, Qing Hongyang directly attacked Dongfang Yan. The two peak Star-Plucking Realm strongmen fought without any restraint, a hundred feet above the ground.
Below, originally, the people of the Eastern family and the Qingyang Hall were evenly matched and neither side would yield. But now, with Ye Wushuang, Yu Yourong, and Tian Linzi added to the mix, things were different.
Although Ye Wushuang was at the fifth tribulation of the Delusion Realm, his true strength was comparable to the initial stage of the Star-Plucking Realm. It was as if three Star-Plucking Realm strongmen had joined the battlefield. The battle resumed.
Yu Yourong and Tian Linzi immediately targeted the two Star-Plucking Realm strongmen of the Eastern family again. Ye Wushuang, on the other hand, moved among the many Delusion Realm warriors of the Eastern family, targeting the seventh and sixth tribulation level experts.
In just a quarter of an hour, the situation on the battlefield tilted. There were already five or six people of the seventh and sixth tribulation levels killed by Ye Wushuang. With the balance lost, the defeat of the Eastern family was only a matter of time.
Above, the terrifying rumbling continued to echo. Dongfang Yan, of course, knew about the losses of the Eastern family warriors below. “It seems that your people can’t hold on,” Qing Hongyang sneered, not in a hurry, mainly focusing on delaying.
He also knew that both he and Dongfang Yan were at the peak of the Star-Plucking Realm; it was a pipe dream to think that either could kill the other. By holding back Dongfang Yan, and with more deaths among the Eastern family’s Star-Plucking and Delusion Realm people, Dongfang Yan would get anxious!
“Qing Hongyang, you’re just lucky!” Dongfang Yan coldly snorted, his figure landing, and a strong aura descended. “Retreat!” The more than ten people of the Eastern family immediately retreated.
The Qingyang Hall warriors, including Qing Yexue, did not pursue. “No need to chase,” Qing Hongyang said as he landed, waving his hand, “If we push Dongfang Yan too far, I can’t guarantee the safety of all of you.”
Soon, the Qingyang Hall people began to rest, treat the injured, and gather the bodies. Qing Hongyang, with Qing Yexue and four other Star-Plucking Realm strongmen, stood by the forest edge, looking at Ye Wushuang, Yu Yourong, and Tian Linzi.
“Ye Wushuang, how do you know the content of the eighth volume of the Qingyang Hall’s ‘Fenyang Spirit Decree’?” Qing Hongyang’s face was calm, but his eyes were extremely cold.
