Chapter 1869
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Grabbed by Ye Wushuang, Ye Feifei grimaced and said, “I… I just wanted to watch, not join the fight.”
”Nonsense！”
Ye Wushuang reprimanded, “I don’t have the energy to look after you. If the Spirit Sword Pavilion discovers you, you’ll just become a liability, understand？”
Ye Feifei’s little face darkened.
She knew she wasn’t much help, but she was genuinely worried about her brother and just wanted to see for herself.
”Go on！”
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
Two figures arrived together, landing on the solitary mountain.
Luo Qinghe and Wu Shanyang appeared side by side.
Luo Qinghe spoke up： “Our Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Sect is not joining the battle. Ye Feifei is merely here to observe. Anyone who dares to touch her will be making a move against our sect！”
Seeing the two Cauldron Lords of the Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Sect appear, Ye Wushuang understood.
It seemed the Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Sect also cared deeply for Feifei.
”In that case, I”ll trouble you both to take her farther from the battlefield.”
Ye Wushuang glanced at the chaotic and disorderly surroundings and added, “This battle likely won”t end so quickly.”
Wu Shanyang chuckled, “Go with peace of mind. As long as we two are alive, she”ll be safe.”
Then, Wu Shanyang looked at Ye Feifei, then back at Ye Wushuang, and continued, “Moreover, you hold great weight in her heart. Letting her witness the perilous path you, her elder brother, tread will only fuel her determination in cultivation.”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but say, “If possible, I’d prefer her to live a carefree life, sheltered under my protection…”
Boom…
As they spoke, a deafening explosion resounded from the skies above.
The two combatants clashed and then separated in an instant, with one of them plummeting from a thousand-zhang height, his face pale, blood spraying into a crimson mist that stained the sky red.
”Hall Master Qingxuan…”
Wu Shanyang looked over, his expression filled with surprise.
Hall Master Qingxuan and the Yun Family’s patriarch, Yun Changbai, were both half-step into the Sage Realm, and their strength should have been evenly matched.
Yet now, Hall Master Qingxuan had been defeated by Yun Changbai？
As Hall Master Qingxuan’s figure tumbled downward, Yun Changbai appeared high above, descending with lightning speed. With a palm strike, surging spiritual energy roared forth.
The spiritual energy within his body surged like towering mountains and vast seas—thick and unending. The terrifying energy condensed into a colossal palm that descended from above, aiming straight for the falling Hall Master Qingxuan.
Whoosh…
The next moment.
Ye Wushuang’s figure shot up from the ground with astonishing speed, slashing out a sword strike.
A soaring sword beam blotted out the sky, cleaving the colossal palm in two with a single strike.
Spiritual energy rippled violently, spreading chaos in all directions.
Hall Master Qingxuan landed safely, but his face remained deathly pale. He hastily swallowed several healing elixirs before finally stabilizing the energy within his body.
His chest and abdomen were both marred by terrifying sword wounds, flesh writhing.
”Hall Master Qingxuan, how are you？”
Ye Wushuang also landed at this moment and inquired.
”He’s not a half-step into the Saint Realm—he’s truly at the early stage of the Virtual Soul Saint Realm！”
Hall Master Qingxuan immediately shouted, “This guy was hiding his aura earlier！”
A hundred zhang in the air, Yun Changbai gripped his sword, his cold gaze fixed on the two.
”You”ve got some nerve, Ye Wushuang.”
Yun Changbai said coldly, “Letting you live to reach this point is truly a colossal strategic blunder by the Spirit Sword Pavilion！”
Ye Wushuang looked up and replied indifferently, “‘Let’？ They didn’t want me alive, but they failed multiple times, didn’t they？”
Hearing this, Yun Changbai snorted coldly.
”Wu Jun died at the Qi Family—that was your doing, right？ In that case, even at your peak Star-Seizing Realm, you dare to fight me？”
Faced with Yun Changbai’s provocation, Ye Wushuang remained silent, his sword pointed straight at Yun Changbai as he soared into the air.
”Be careful, Young Master Ye.”
Hall Master Qingxuan urgently called out.
Though he knew Ye Wushuang’s strength was formidable—unafraid even against a half-step Saint—the Yun Changbai before them was no half-step Saint.
A true Saint Heaven Realm figure, considered a level between mortal and saint.
And this level is by no means comparable to those at the Nine Great Realms.
Boom…
Ye Wushuang swung his sword with overwhelming momentum, while Yun Changbai fiercely struck down with another palm.
A terrifying tremor reverberated.
Their bodies collided, soaring straight into the sky.
Wu Shanyang and Luo Qinghe, at this moment, brought Ye Feifei to the side of the Qingxuan Hall Master.
”Are you two here on behalf of the Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Sect to help？” the Qingxuan Hall Master asked.
”Not exactly. Ye Feifei is my disciple, and she insisted on coming, so it’s my duty to protect her,” Luo Qinghe replied bluntly.
The Qingxuan Hall Master nodded.
Luo Qinghe scrutinized Qingxuan and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “I’ve always wondered—why is the Qingyang Hall willing to stake everything to stand with Ye Wushuang in this battle?”
At this point, it seems the forces of the Sacred Heaven Sect and the Spirit Sword Pavilion are evenly matched.
But before the battle began, who could have predicted this outcome？
The Qingxuan Hall Master gave a bitter smile and said, “This Ye Wushuang offered terms I simply couldn’t refuse.”
”Moreover, I have no idea whether the Sacred Heaven Sect will monopolize Tianyuan after defeating the Spirit Sword Pavilion, but… right now, the Spirit Sword Pavilion has already revealed its ambition to annex all of us and dominate Tianyuan. If the Qingyang Hall doesn’t act, and the Spirit Sword Pavilion wins, how can any of us remain unscathed？”
Hearing this, Luo Qinghe and Wu Shanyang both nodded.
Boom…
In mid-air, a terrifying aura erupted completely.
A peak Star-Snatcher Realm expert against an early-stage Virtual Soul Saint Realm expert！
No one could predict whether Ye Wushuang would win this battle.
Hundreds of feet above the ground.
Ye Wushuang and Yun Changbai stood facing each other, swords in hand.
Yun Changbai said coldly, “Enough of my Yun clan’s people have died by your hands, Ye Wushuang. It’s time for you to pay the price.”
Hum…
Ye Wushuang raised his sword slightly and said indifferently, “Why waste words？”
”Good！”
Swish！！！
Yun Changbai gripped his sword, infused it with sword energy, condensed his inner killing intent, and suddenly lunged at Ye Wushuang with a swift strike.
He was executing the renowned Yun clan’s “Yun Clan’s Heaven-Splitting Sword Art,” a sword technique painstakingly developed over a century by a mighty ancestor of the Yun clan.
Moreover, it was a Saint-level spiritual art.
The Yun family hasn’t produced a Saint Heaven Realm expert in a long time, and this Saint-level spiritual art had been gathering dust for ages.
Now, it finally sees the light of day again.
”Yun Tian’s Single Sword Slash.”
Yun Changbai’s voice rang out as he swung his sword, the sword qi howling like wind, instantly weaving a net of blades that enveloped Ye Wushuang’s body.
”Bring it on！”
At this moment, Ye Wushuang swung his sword with his right hand, unleashing a surge of sword qi as well.
Simultaneously, his left hand clenched tightly before abruptly opening, condensing a hundred Yuan Thunder Seals in an instant and hurling them forth.
The combined eruption of swordplay and the Yuan Thunder Nine Revolutions Art unleashed an unstoppable explosive force in a split second.
Ye Wushuang knew that at his current realm, relying solely on swordplay would make it extremely difficult to defeat a Saint Heaven Realm expert.
Thus, the moment he engaged Yun Changbai, he immediately unleashed the more powerful attack of the Yuan Thunder Seals.
