Chapter 207: Blotting Out The Sky With One Hand

Chapter 207: Blotting Out The Sky With One Hand

Wu Yuan’s Soul Force was only able to extend up to two li. However, with the aid of heaven and earth's power, his perception could span dozens of li! The entire Eight-Sided Cloudhill lay within the reach of his soul sense.

At this moment, Wu Yuan detected two powerful vital auras hurtling toward Cloudhill at alarming speed, showing no signs of slowing down. In terms of the strengths of their life force, they surpassed even Huan Jian, a quasi-Heavenly Ranker. Without a doubt, they were qi refiners!

Coming from the East, they’re unlikely to be experts from Great Jin. Could it be that Old Fang’s prediction was correct? Are they the experts from the Starcom Consortium? Or perhaps the Pleiades Guild?

They entered the Fourth Eldritch Realm on August 22nd and left on August 27th. Today was the night of the 29th, a mere two days since their departure from the immortal realm. Only a few factions could have reacted so swiftly.

"Wu Yuan, is something troubling you?" Wu Qiming noticed the change in Wu Yuan's expression.

"Just a small matter," Wu Yuan smiled and replied. "Chieftain, Mother, I suggest you consume the spirit fruits here, don’t leave my courtyard house. The method of consumption is simple, just consume all the fruit flesh. You can also teach Xiaoyi to do the same."

"I will return promptly once everything is settled," Wu Yuan said reassuringly.

"Very well," Wu Qiming nodded.

"Yuan’er, if you have urgent matters, go ahead and attend to them," Wanqin added.

Wu Yuan nodded.

Whoosh! With an explosive burst of movement, Wu Yuan soared out into the courtyard. Scales the color of earthy yellow covered him as he equipped his spirit battle armor.

But before Wu Yuan could take any action, a thunderous roar shattered the stillness of the night, resonating through the air like rolling thunder across Cloudhill. "Bu Yu, Huan Jian, show yourselves at once!"

"Who is it?”

"Who dares to call the hierarchs by their names?”

"The voice is coming from the sky!”

"Could it be a Heavenly Ranker?” Large groups of disciples from the Cloudstride Sect rushed from their respective towers and courtyard houses, all looking up at the sky in shock.

Two figures stood in mid-air, their presence radiating a terrifying aura that sent shivers down the spines of those below. One figure was cloaked in flames, while the other radiated a deep azure hue. Their brilliance was blinding, leaving the disciples of the Cloudstride Sect in shock, particularly those who were second or first-rate Adepts. The fact that they dared to call out the names of the hierarchs and tread in the sky could mean only one thing – Heavenly Rankers!

"Heavenly Rankers have arrived?" Murmurs of disbelief and unease filled the area. The news of Heavenly Rankers descending upon Cloudhill sent waves of uncertainty through the crowd.

However, the top-tier martial arts experts of the sect remained composed. Those like Yan Hong, Xu Hui, and Gao Yu, knew that Fang Xia had returned to protect the sect. Yet, even with this knowledge, their confidence was not absolute. Both sides had Heavenly Rankers, who would prove stronger?

...

Above Cloudhill, two resplendent figures hovered in the air, their gazes fixed on the chaotic scene unfurling below. Despite the darkness of the night, their acute vision and perception allowed them to witness the panic that gripped the numerous disciples.

"Brother Wu, must we display such an overbearing attitude?" queried the figure cloaked in a radiant azure aura, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Our purpose here is to aid the Cloudstride Sect."

"Hmph! The Cloudstride Sect is just small fry. There’s no point worrying needlessly," retorted the man garbed in black robes, flames swirling around him. "Let’s just cut through the formalities and ensure they know their place." VIsit n0(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

In that instant, a disturbance caught the attention of the man enshrouded in flames. His gaze darted downward, and the figure wrapped in azure light followed suit.

Whoosh! An earthy-yellow figure leisurely made his way to them from the forest below. His movements were measured, and it was a rather unremarkable entrance. However, speed was just a relative concept. In the blink of an eye, the earthy-yellow figure had arrived mere meters away from the two resplendent beings.

"Earthy-yellow spirit battle armor? Are you Shadow Blade?" inquired the figure wreathed in azure light indifferently. Having received prior reports, he was well aware of the individual's identity.

"Shadow Blade pays his respects to Seniors," Wu Yuan stood mid-air, offering a slight bow as a token of respect. "I was not apprised of the arrival of the esteemed Seniors and humbly apologize for failing to extend a proper welcome."

"Hm? Not good! The fiery Heavenly Ranker is attacking Senior Shadow Blade," Lu Feng exclaimed, his complexion paling.

"Not good!" The realization hit them all simultaneously.

Atop Cloudhill, those with relatively better vision experienced a fleeting moment of fear. Yet, a moment later, a startling scene unfolded before their very eyes.

Boom! Just as the fiery figure made his move, a mesmerizing display of golden currents materialized above Wu Yuan, streaming through the sky with a fearsome intensity. This golden power took the form of shimmering swords, radiating a palpable sharpness that caused one to erupt in goosebumps.

In an instant, these golden streams converged before Wu Yuan, transforming into a colossal palm that spanned hundreds of zhangs in length. The world seemed to freeze for an instant, its radiance piercing through the endless expanse of night.

Even the sky and moon were eclipsed by this grandiose golden palm. It was a sight that struck fear into the hearts of all who beheld it.

As this colossal hand took form, it reached out with a deliberate, unhurried motion, towards the figure wreathed in flames.

Not good! A profound sense of foreboding washed over Wu Jianzhong, causing his expression to contort in an instant.

Retreat immediately crossed his mind, and fiery red scales enveloped his body as he equipped his spirit battle armor. The golden hand’s aura of impending destruction caused his entire body to quiver uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, the gazes of Meng Cai and Wu Yuan remained fixed on the spectacle unfolding before them. The giant golden palm, seemingly languid in its approach, encased the fiery figure in mere moments, rendering any resistance futile.

"Have mercy! I beg of you, spare me, Senior!" Wu Jianzhong's terrified voice pleaded from within the grasp of the colossal hand. He knew from the pit of his stomach that the disparity in power between them was insurmountable.

"This... This!" Meng Cai could only stare wide-eyed at the scene playing out before him.

"A little squirt at the fourth-stage Qi Sea phase dares cause trouble on Cloudhill? You must be courting death!" A cold voice resonated throughout the heavens and earth.

"No! Senior, I beg of you..." The terrified pleas were abruptly silenced.

Poof! The golden hand clenched its palm fiercely. Fire and blood burst out between the crevices of the massive golden fingers.

Then, silence.

Heavenly Ranker Wu Jianzhong was dead!

The entire world seemed to hold its breath. The disciples on Cloudhill, including first-rate Adepts and Savant experts, stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

Heavens! A Heavenly Ranker, who had arrived with such grandeur, had been squeezed to death just like that?

"We have a Heavenly Ranker in our Cloudstride Sect?"

"Amazing." After a moment of silence, Cloudhill erupted into ecstasy, with countless disciples cheering excitedly.

Though many were still perplexed, wondering how the sect could have lost the Battle of Hillstride if there was a Heavenly Ranker in their ranks, the prevailing sentiment was one of triumph.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor Fang Xia." Several informed Adepts and Savant experts recognized the voice of Ancestor Fang Xia, their shock palpable. Today, they had truly witnessed the power of Ancestor Fang Xia.

"Ancestor!"

"The world’s number one expert?" Gu Wang and Zhang Changsheng exchanged a glance, simultaneously recalling the first time they had met Fang Xia. Wu Yuan had introduced him as the world’s number one expert! At that time, they were rather skeptical. But now, their doubts were vanquished.

He could kill a Heavenly Rank with a single hand? Indeed, that title was well-earned.