BOOSH!!
An even greater eruption of power exploded. A figure shot out of the elemental sphere with mind-shaking speed.
Highlord Bluecloud!
With the light enveloping him, he was unscathed if one discounted his bulging, bloodshot eyes that exuded a type of terrifying rage that was absurdly intense. The Mystic Rune at his chest shattered into bits, sprinkling across the Dark Void beautifully.
Instinctively, he looked towards the closed-eyed Venerable Slayingsword, untouched and undisturbed, and the surface of his shielding wasn't marred by the slightest damage. This confused him slightly. Why didn't Wei Wuyin attack him when he was preoccupied?
Instead, Wei Wuyin remained in place without moving an inch; his silver eyes fixated on him from start to finish. There was a wisp of disappointment in his eyes, but merely for a moment, disguising it using his rousing state of rage and frustration as he focused on Wei Wuyin.
Then, the two stared at each other for seconds, neither making a move, and this created a temporary stalemate. Seeing that Wei Wuyin wasn't attacking, Highlord Bluecloud took out a Mystic-Earth grade product, the same one that Wei Wuyin had given him to recover, and consumed it. Then, he sat cross-legged on his cloud, closed his eyes, and began to refine it.
"..." Wei Wuyin remained unmoved by this provocation. He kept his eyes solely on Highlord Bluecloud, not once allowing him out of his sight. Those unaware of the powers of the Mystic Ascendant Realm might carelessly have directed their attention to the unconscious Kun Yiming or Venerable Slayingsword, that was seemingly preparing a big move as sword light thrummed around him, but Wei Wuyin wasn't ignorant, reckless, or stupid.
The greatest threat will always be Highlord Bluecloud; the true advantage of a Demi-Mortal Lord was their Demi-Mystic State, a power that could temporarily grant them a fraction of an Earthly Saint's power. While costly, overly exhausting, and limited in its usage, it was capable of unleashing the greatest power imaginable in a blink.
Wei Wuyin's silver eyes combined the Celestial Eyes of Spiritual Divinity with the profound Temporal Eye, exerting his Minor Authority on the laws of time, seizing the time essence beneath the heavens to gaze upon the world.
Aware of this, Wei Wuyin decided to take him out for certain using his greatest means, dealing with the biggest threat first. He formed a hand-seal; the space around Highlord Bluecloud seethed slightly, causing him to open his eyes. Curiously, he glanced around himself with a wisp of confusion.
"SEAL!"
「Tenth World Origin Art: Primordial Seal of Elemental Law」
Highlord Bluecloud found that, within the literal blink of a Demi-Mortal Lord's eye, the entire world was flooded by a nine-colored mist that seemingly emerged out of nowhere! This was the remnant power of the nine Elemental Origin Dragons, their excess power was pulled into the Void as soon as they were used, and they had been summoned all at once!
Wei Wuyin's astral force contained the profound power of Permanence! Unless Highlord Bluecloud actively destroyed it with a greater force, it would persist for as long as naturally possible! Highlord Bluecloud had merely defended, and the power that had launched their initial strike had been sucked away by space, hidden within the Endless Void.
For all that power to instantly appear, all congregating in a single location, Highlord Bluecloud was immediately taken aback and off-guard. Before he could react, the energy was as fast as light itself, encapsulating him and solidifying instantly!
A White Solar Star-like object emerged.
A Prison!
Wei Wuyin's eyes flashed brightly! This was an opportunity! With his ten dragons beside him, he rushed towards Venerable Slayingsword with maddening speed. It didn't take long before he arrived by the shield of the meditating swordsman; his ten dragons roared as they attacked!
AT THAT MOMENT!
A silver flash flickered into existence behind Wei Wuyin, only a few miles away, a degree of distance that was as small as an infant's first step to Ascended beings holding a spear in her hand. Veins were protruding from her neck and arms, bulging violently with each throbbing pulse, and she tapped into her Mystic Power once again, ignoring the tremendous strain her body was under.
She pushed herself forward with every iota of her remaining strength toward Wei Wuyin's back!
Wei Wuyin was unable to sense the Ascended being Kun Yiming with his Spiritual Sense as a mortal; furthermore, her adeptness in Illusions meant she was skilled in concealment, and while it seemed she had been transported out while unconscious, it was merely a ploy!
The substitute of hers, a mere clone that was hundreds of miles out and safely away, began to break down just as she acted! The decoy that Wei Wuyin could sense from afar was gone.
Wei Wuyin's physical senses were abnormally powerful, especially his instinctual sense of danger, so he hurriedly turned around as his World Armor pulsed violently upon Kun Yiming's approach. He only turned halfway before the spear pierced his ribs, plunging itself into his lungs from the side, and this redirection of attention had led to him losing his composure.
"UGH!" Wei Wuyin's eyes widened uncontrollably.
Shiing!
Yet the assault was merely the beginning; the meditating Venerable Slayingsword explosively opened his eyes at this moment, rays of condensed sword light in his gaze, and swung his sword upon Wei Wuyin's head! The sword light of his entire cultivation base had all condensed to the edge of his sword. At that moment, Wei Wuyin felt the sensation of an incomparably deadly crisis almost rivaling the Calamities of Hell.
Unwillingness emerged in his heart as he struggled! The images of his mother, father, brother, Dai Lyn, Su Mei, Du Ling, Mei Mei, Wei Si, Xue Yifei, Na Xinyi, Wen Mingna, Da Shan, Nyla Shur, Xiang Ling, Si De, Yue Songli, Wu Baozhai, Qing Qiumu, Ai Yin, Ai Juling, Liu Suyin, Cao Cuifen, Lin Ziyan, Hong Ru, Xiao Bing, Mei Yang, Lin Xianxian, and Zi Fu flashed across his mind. They were followed by other faces, faces of those he hadn't met yet and those he had in his entire lifetime…
The Solitary Sword Sect Elder…
The spear-wielding girl of the Scarlet Solaris Sect, Yan Zhu…
ROAR!!!
He attempted to conjure up the power to roar out his True Dragon's Spiritual Roar to halt them immediately! He refused to die here! NOT HERE!!
BOOSH!
A humanoid figure entirely blue in color shot out of the White Solar Star-like seal, seemingly composed of only roiling clouds exuding rich spiritual light! The entire world quivered in the figure's presence.
Demi-Mystic State!
The figure thrust out a well-timed palm, sending a rushing wave of targeted Spiritual Power towards Wei Wuyin in an instant, and those silver eyes of his went blank, losing their radiance while all four Astral Souls were nearly shattered by the impact!
The sword swung!
The spear stabbed!
Nothing stopped them as their killing intent and coordination were as pure as they were impeccable!
A streak of glistening grey blood tainted the Dark Void as an unearthly handsome head flew through the air. Wei Wuyin's body and Astral Souls inflated from the Infusion of Mystic Power through the spear, instantly expanding and exploding into a bloody mist, ravaged by Mystic Power!
As it lonesomely spun and spun, Wei Wuyin could feel the world fade away as sword howls and rumbling clouds sundered his Sea of Consciousness without remorse. With the last remnants of his awareness, his Celestial Eyes saw the aghast expressions of his subordinates, deeply shaken and fearful that their attacks had gone through, as if expecting an Earthly Saint to interfere at the last minute.
Then…
…it all went black.
