Chapter 919 - 740: Martial Duel

The Vein Master of the Fearless Lion Seal Lineage, True Profound Realm Martial Artist Wen Ye, a living legend and myth.

Standing steadily in the void without any external aid, exuding a terrifying aura that makes one’s heart tremble and all beings submit.

This gray-white short-haired man, exalted, gazes indifferently down below, devoid of any emotion, like a deity overlooking the mortal world.

Anyone who meets his eyes can’t help but exclaim and immediately avert their gaze, as if scalded.

Some Martial Artists with lower cultivation, upon Wen Ye releasing his aura, even feel a chest pressure and difficulty breathing, nearly fainting.

A True Profound Realm Martial Artist, an existence in the Third Realm, every move and word possesses unfathomable divine might.

In the high sky, Wen Ye starts to move.

He extends a finger, pointing downwards.

From the fingertip shoots a gray thread, semi-transparent, or more aptly described as a gray laser.

It lacks the vague feeling of True Qi or Gang Qi, more resembling the solid texture of glass or glaze.

The gray thread shoots straight towards the Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle.

The previously endless ocean of rainbow aura surrounding the bottle, capable of blocking the combined attack of three True Martial Peak Powerhouses.

But before this gray thread, barely thicker than a needle.

It’s easily cut open like a piece of rice paper, revealing a long thin passage that the gray thread can freely navigate.

The gray thread’s target is the Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle, emitting a dangerous aura like a Poison Snake.

"This is... Profound Light!"

Among the crowd, someone well-versed exclaims.

"The True Profound Realm is also called the Profound Light Realm, one of the greatest changes is that Gang Qi completely transforms into Profound Light," Master Wukong from the Bright King Seal Lineage slowly adds.

"What’s the difference between Profound Light and Gang Qi exactly?" a beautifully-featured female Martial Artist curiously asks.

No one has the time to respond to her, as the sky undergoes new changes, and everyone is fixated, not daring to miss a single moment.

The protective ocean around the Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle suddenly becomes tempestuous, waves surging wildly, with the density and thickness of the energy tide substantially increasing.

The gray thread, which initially moved freely, suddenly slows down as if pressed by a slow-motion button.

No matter how great Profound Light is, its quality is high, but its quantity is only a thread.

When faced with the massive ocean of Gang Qi, it too risks being submerged.

"Not bad." Regarding Lou Yi’s counterattack, Wen Ye nods in acknowledgement, offering lukewarm praise.

Of course, this praise is not sincere.

It’s mainly a high-positioned individual’s recognition and pity towards a lower one, filled with utter arrogance.

He extends his hand again, with over ten gray threads of Profound Light as thin as needlework shooting out from his fingertips.

These gray Profound Lights instantly merge together, becoming as thick as a finger.

Then, the glow expands, constantly thickening!

As thick as an arm, a leg, over a yard thick...

In the blink of an eye, it turns into a pillar-like structure made of gray glaze!

The head of the pillar swiftly sharpens, transforming into a giant spear, the tip emitting a dazzling cold light, like a star hanging high.

’Boom!’

The giant spear slightly stirs the rainbow ocean, turning it completely chaotic, devoid of any defense or obstruction!

The next moment, it fiercely strikes directly onto the Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle!

’Bang!’

Unsurprisingly, the entire Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle is pierced and blasts apart.

It transforms back into a large amount of Qi-Blood returning to Lou Yi’s body.

His complexion pales slightly, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

When the Martial Seal is heavily damaged, the Martial Artist suffers as well, the level of Divine Sense and flesh dramatically decreases, making resistance difficult.

This is why Martial Artists in this world contest with Martial Seals to determine superiority first.

The Martial Seal is a fusion of Qi-Blood and Divine Sense; once the Martial Seals determine superiority, the victor and loser are also essentially resolved.

Seeing Lou Yi’s Martial Seal being ’heavily damaged,’ the disciples of the Treasure Vase Seal Lineage all turn pale, knowing the situation is hopeless.

Others present, however, feel no such pressure, all merely amazed at the power of the True Profound Martial Artist.

"So strong, just now those threads of Profound Light were merely a wisp, likely less than a hundredth of a True Martial Realm’s foundation, easily defeating this Otherworld spy!

Although I dislike this spy, his power is indeed extraordinary, just now he withstood the Vein Masters of three top lineages alone!"

"Why did that thread of Profound Light suddenly change so drastically?

It resembles the magic described in ancient records."

"No, it’s not magic, but the most profound Martial Arts.

What is Profound Light? Mysterious and unfathomable, beyond ordinary comprehension.

It appears as merely a wisp, but can be as vast as oceans, as small as a mosquito, as heavy as mountains, as light as feathers.

As hard as Profound Iron, as soft as cotton, can coalesce into one, or diverge into thousands..."

Master Wukong, the Bright King Seal Master, well-learned and experienced.

Again explaining to the people present, a continuous expression of admiration and awe flashed in his eyes.

Amid Master Wukong’s words of praise.

The giant spear that had just burst the Treasure Bottle flickered and transformed into a huge gray light net.

Falling toward Lou Yi below, clearly intending to capture him alive.

In the eyes of many, the light net was vast and boundless, overwhelming the sky, its area seemingly incalculable.

No matter how fast you are or how agile your position, it’s destined to envelop you, leaving no chance of survival.

Facing the light net, Lou Yi simply raised his right hand toward the sky.

Seeing his simple gesture, many followers of the Lion Seal Lineage sneered repeatedly.

"Just a futile struggle..."

"If I were him, I would commit suicide now to avoid more suffering!"

"Hahaha, is this guy crazy, really thinking he can block the Profound Light with bare hands?

Any strand of Profound Light could slice him into pieces. If he manages to stop it, I will right there... um..."

The eyes of almost everyone present suddenly widened.

The man from the Otherworld grabbed the descending light net with one hand.

Then, with a slight tug.

He tore the boundless Profound Light Silk Net apart, pulling several more times, and it fragmented into pieces!

Without employing any high-level martial arts, without a hint of desperation.

With just an unintentional tug, he neutralized the strike of a True Profound Realm expert.

"Is the power of this silk net really that great?" someone quietly voiced a question, echoing the doubt in many people’s hearts.

But as some shattered Profound Light fell, it effortlessly cleaved high buildings, pagodas, and bridges in two, carving out deep, bottomless fissures on the ground.

These doubts vanished completely.

It became evident that it wasn’t the hardness of the Profound Light Silk Net that was lacking, but the power of Lou Yi’s move was too strong!

"The strength of this boy’s physical body definitely exceeds our imagination." Master Wukong remarked, identifying the key point.

"I’m becoming increasingly interested in you." Wen Ye’s face showed rare fluctuations.

However, it was merely a slight fluctuation, like a human marveling and being surprised by some virtues of an ant.

"Enough, let me show you the might of the True Profound Realm."

Wen Ye’s voice had just fallen, and those gray silk nets that Lou Yi had torn apart recombined.

A flash of light, and it turned into a mountain hundreds of feet high, gray and semi-transparent, suspended in mid-air.

With incomparable momentum, it descended to suppress Lou Yi below!

"Run quickly!"

"Oh my mother!"

"Ancestor, I’ve always meant no harm to the Lion Seal Lineage, spare my life..."

The onlookers around Lou Yi, seeing the mountain quickly falling overhead, paled and fled frantically into the distance.

They could all feel the immense pressure descending from the sky, their bones creaking, breath constricted—they dared not gamble with their lives, for it truly meant death!

As the gray mountain descended, the air below compressed rapidly, forming masses of clouds and lightning, in an instant a torrential downpour was about to take shape.

Not only that, but the mountain also firmly locked onto Lou Yi below, securing the small space around him.

Others might be able to escape, but he couldn’t budge at all.

"It’s over."

"Getting the True Profound to be slightly serious, this boy can die without regrets, maybe even make history someday."

"Disciple, your great vendetta has been avenged!"

In everyone’s hearts at the scene, Lou Yi was unquestionably doomed.

The only difference was whether the True Profound would bother to keep his Divine Soul for a Soul Search.

The people of the Treasure Vase Seal Lineage were filled with despair, harboring no more hope.

Every move of the True Profound carried the majestic power of heaven and earth, how could ordinary people resist such heavenly might?

However, at the next moment, everyone’s pupils suddenly expanded a circle.

The right hand of that Otherworld young man suddenly began to grow, rapidly enlarging.

Large, large, large!!

Like a fan, like a house, it soon expanded to a size akin to half the sky, veins like wandering dragons, palm lines like roads.

’Boom!’

The giant hand as large as half the sky, steadily supported the descending gray semi-transparent mountain.

Stopping it in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

"What kind of demon technique is this?!" Meng Yuan, Cao Xuegang, Master Wukong, and others’ faces all drastically changed, as if they’d seen a ghost.

And the True Profound Martial Artist Wen Ye, always aloof like a deity, for the first time showed a change in color, his face suddenly turning dark.