Chapter 1329 - 1332: Forcing Ye Wuqing Back with a Single Finger

"Heartless Sword, break!"

Ye Wuqing's expression turned a bit solemn. Initially, he thought that the Scattering Beans into Soldiers was Yun Hao's strongest immortal technique. Unexpectedly, there's now a new immortal technique, and its power is even greater than before.

Rumbling!

The sky was filled with shattered rocks, all turning into tiny specks of dust and dispersing under this sword!

Watching the endless combat techniques emerging between the two, the surrounding people had to retreat once more, their faces showing only shock and terror.

"So strong, if I had a tenth of their cultivation level, I'd be awesome!"

"Stop dreaming, a tenth of their cultivation level? Do you even know what realm they're in now?"

"Exactly, I bet even with just a tenth of their cultivation, you could kill Long Zhantian and Wan San!"

"Mad, the comparison makes people furious!"

"Sigh, Young Master Heartless is only ranked seventh on the celestial list, I'm really curious who the top six are and where they're from!"

"I don't know about the others, but I know Gu Yueshuang, the Palace Master of Shangqing Palace, ranks fifth on the celestial list, a super tough character!"

The surrounding crowd was marveling at the strength of the two combatants while discussing who the mightiest people truly are!

As for who will ultimately win between Ye Wuqing and Yun Hao?

That's not even what they're curious about, because if Yun Hao loses, they know the slaughter by the Upper Realm awaits.

Through the dense smoke, Ye Wuqing points his Heartless Sword diagonally to the sky; a trickle of blood flows from the corner of his mouth, yet his robe remains spotless and exceedingly clean.

On the other hand, things are not as good for Yun Hao. Though he hasn't spat blood, his complexion appears somewhat pale.

Clearly, both suffered some degree of injury in the recent clash.

"Celestial Venerable Asura, you're nothing special, see how you resolve this sword?"

Young Master Heartless ignored the blood at his lips, looking coldly at Yun Hao across him.

"Earth Split!"

Yun Hao's lips curled into a faint sneer as he slowly spoke, lightly uttering two words.

As Yun Hao's voice fell, the ground beneath everyone's feet cracked with lines, almost making the onlookers wet themselves.

Damn, what kind of technique is this?

Ye Wuqing glanced at the cracked ground, and with a tiptoe, he lifted himself off the ground, hovering about ten centimeters above it.

"Now what?"

Ye Wuqing mocked Yun Hao, meaning clearly: your move may split the earth, but so what? I can leave the ground with both feet!

However, just as Ye Wuqing finished speaking, suddenly several sharp arrows formed by earth shot out from the cracked ground, aiming straight for him.

Ye Wuqing hurriedly swung his sword to cut them off...

Yet, this was merely the beginning.

Countless sharp arrows emerged in succession, continuously shooting towards the hovering Ye Wuqing.

Caught off guard, three arrows pierced Ye Wuqing's body, blood streaming.

Drip... Drip...

Watching the blood endlessly dripping to the ground, Ye Wuqing was enraged, and the killing intent in his eyes nearly overflowed. Desperately, ignoring the arrows, he swung his arm, unleashing an extremely domineering Sword Qi, slashing fiercely towards Yun Hao.

Chu Yan and several other women saw this and, regardless of whether they could stop this sword aura, rushed toward Yun Hao, trying to protect the man they loved!

"No..."

Yun Hao shouted at the top of his lungs, but in this moment of exhaustion, could only leap forward, colliding with Ye Wuqing's Sword Qi before the women.

Spurt...

A mouthful of blood spurted from Yun Hao's mouth. Simultaneously, a deep sword mark appeared on his chest, blood gushing like money was no object.

Even those a hundred meters away could clearly see the white bones beneath the sword mark...

Thud!

Thud!

Two heavy thuds hit the ground as Yun Hao and Ye Wuqing fell.

The crowd hurried forward, closely examining both of them.

Ye Wuqing lay flat on the ground, five technique-formed sharp arrows piercing his chest, bright red blood slowly flowing along the arrows.

Still, even like this, Ye Wuquing did not die — he struggled to support his body, trying to stand up.

"These are ancient immortal techniques, how could you know them?"

Slowly, Ye Wuqing rose, gazing at the likewise seated Yun Hao, disbelief filling his eyes.

"I still have one more move, do you want to... cough, try it?"

Speaking, Yun Hao coughed out more blood, calmly looking at his opponent.

"Do you still have Immortal Yuan left for this move?"

Ye Wuqing swayed, collapsing, then learned from Yun Hao's example, sitting on the ground.

"Watch closely!"

With Yun Hao's words, one hand pointed forward, index finger floating towards Ye Wuqing's brow.

As this finger extended, golden lights radiated from Yun Hao's body, causing intense eye pain in surrounding people, temporarily blinding them...

Alongside this, behind Yun Hao emerged the Starry Sky Map, torrents of Slaughter Origin power surging behind him, accompanied by the seemingly ancient Power of the Starry Sky.

"Fine, you win. From today, we of the Upper Realm shall not step into the Mortal World again!"

Feeling the terrifying pressure from Yun Hao's finger, Ye Wuqing let out a cold snort, beckoning to Long Zhantian and others, and slowly departed, supported by the Upper Realm people...

A single finger scared away Young Master Heartless, Ye Wuqing...

The surrounding crowd only saw Ye Wuqing and the others leave, and the golden light on Yun Hao gradually retracting into his body until their vision returned to normal!

Puff!

Another mouthful of blood sprayed from Yun Hao, his face now devoid of any color, pale as a sheet of paper.

Moreover, looking at Yun Hao's body, the original color of his clothes was nowhere to be seen, everything in sight covered in a bright red hue.

"Young Master Heartless, Celestial Venerable Asura must now be at his limit; his earlier finger may not perform again, and even if it does, its power will naturally be greatly reduced!"

Walking off into the distance, Long Zhantian spoke quietly to Ye Wuqing beside him.

"I know, he can't use that finger again now. But if pushed to extremes, even if I could kill him, we'd both perish, only letting that wretched Gu Yueshuang profit!"

Ye Wuqing almost hangs his entire weight on Long Zhantian, pausing before continuing, "Once we're both dead, there will be no one capable of threatening the Immortal Realm. At that point, not only the Mortal World but the Upper Realm would suffer as well!"

Hearing Ye Wuqing's words, Long Zhantian froze, not expecting Ye Wuqing to think of so much.

But indeed, as long as Ye Wuqing and Yun Hao live, the Immortal Realm dares not act too recklessly, despite Ye Wuqing only ranking seventh on the celestial list.

Yet the Immortal Realm is not a picture of harmony either; countless open and covert struggles exist between various sects.

Though Ye Wuqing and Yun Hao fought to the death today, who knows, perhaps one day in the future, they'll ally due to some mutual interests?