As a master at the peak of the Outer View realm, Haswula did not struggle excessively while wielding a divine weapon. He did not need long adjustments after each use, nor did he pull the bowstring slowly. Once locking onto “Crazy Blade” Su Meng, a deep crimson to near-black destructive arrow quickly took form.
Many top aristocratic families and sects have Outer View peak experts wielding divine weapons to suppress threats, showing the immense power when combined!
“Cry, beg for mercy, and then die!” Haswula fully drew back the bowstring, preparing to release, his heart filled with the exhilaration of washing away humiliation and exacting revenge.
At this moment, he suddenly felt Su Meng’s figure and aura become slightly ethereal, and the “connection” between them mysteriously vanished, rendering his previous lock immediately ineffective!
How could this happen? Startled, Haswula had no time to change tactics and had already released the right hand. The deep crimson to near-black destructive arrow absorbed the sea of spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles, creating an energy-depleted area.
The sea of spiritual energy in the surrounding void surged into this area, forming a terrifying storm akin to the apocalypse.
And the crimson arrow shot forth, piercing through the void, shortening the distance by half in a single flash.
Right hand gripping the blade, Meng Qi expanded his body, breaking free from restraints, unleashing the Void-Stepping Somersault Steps, and swiftly dodging sideways.
A deep sound of piercing void came forth as the crimson arrow struck the afterimage, hitting a distant towering peak.
Boom!
A massive fireball rose, swallowing hundreds of miles around the mountain. Blinding white light radiated toward Haswula and others, accompanied by searing heat.
Taking advantage of the blinding light and shockwave, Meng Qi concealed his aura and hid upward into the high skies.
Divine weapons are truly terrifying!
If not for recent secluded cultivation at the Three Immortals Island, which allowed him to gain some insights into the “Dao Yi Seal”—though he couldn’t yet fully employ it—he could temporarily sever or deepen the connection between himself and others by leveraging the special properties of the “Cause of All Fruits.” Without this, he likely couldn’t have evaded the arrow. And if forced to block directly, even with a peak Outer View expert wielding a divine weapon, he would have been gravely wounded despite using all his hidden techniques, making it impossible to withstand a second arrow.
This temporary severance and deepening of the connection, combined with the considerable distance between them, allowed him to briefly escape the lock and quickly dodge the Solar-Scorching Arrow.
To think such a divine weapon is in Haswula’s hands!
Previously observed circumstances surfaced in Meng Qi’s mind, and he now understood the current situation.
The terrifying creature infused with the energy of the Yellow Springs must be the Ruler of the Netherworld, whose entire legendary corpse had been enhanced by the Qì and a divine weapon, bringing him close to the realm of the Nine Netherworlds. Even if the “Fairy of Cold Ice” fully manifested her complete Dharma Body and utilized the rewards obtained from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she would still struggle against him temporarily.
Meanwhile, “Old Mother of Mount Li” Mingfa had already been subdued, leaving only Zeng Ruoxuan from the Azure Moon Sword Sect. Facing four Golden-Tent Grandmasters and an Outer View peak expert wielding a divine weapon, she would be severely wounded and captured within two or three breaths. Then, Haswula, armed with the Solar-Scorching Bow, would join the battle between the Nether Ruler and the Cold Ice Fairy, making the outcome inevitable. Given that this was a secret realm, if anything went wrong, even Ye Yuqi wouldn’t be able to escape!
The situation was extremely perilous!
Should he intervene and rescue them? At such a life-or-death moment, Meng Qi inevitably hesitated, especially since these were not comrades like Senior Qi or Jiang Zhiwei, with whom he had shared near-death experiences.
He held the Yellow Spring Hand Bone, capable of suppressing the Netherworld Ruler’s Yellow Spring Corpse. Combined with Ye Yuqi’s efforts, they might be able to trap him here indefinitely. However, once he made his move, Haswula was no fool—he would undoubtedly prioritize eliminating Meng Qi with the Solar-Scorching Bow to neutralize the threat.
Joining Zeng Ruoxuan’s battle, facing five opponents with the strongest among them wielding a divine weapon, even as a monstrous Grandmaster, he couldn’t withstand it.
Once locked at a short distance, even if he could sever the connection, he wouldn’t be able to dodge in time. In that case, he might end up sacrificing his life.
Yet, if he did nothing, and instead sought out He Xiu and other Grandmasters to unite forces, Ye Yuqi might perish, and Meng Qi would never forgive himself.
He always remembered Master Lu’s life-saving grace and guidance. He couldn’t bear to watch the only remaining relative of such a benefactor perish before his eyes.
If he decided to act, where lay the opportunity?
Instantly, the enemy situation surfaced in Meng Qi’s mind:
After ascending the second Celestial Ladder, another weak point of his Eight-Nine Mystical Arts vanished. Ordinary attacks from Grandmasters wielding top-tier treasure weapons couldn’t breach his pale-gold defense. Even if they used Dharmakaya techniques or activated top-tier treasure weapons, he could significantly reduce the damage, suffering little injury.
If Zeng Ruoxuan fought desperately, she could temporarily entangle two Grandmasters.
Haswula was fast, both in speed and blade techniques, quite terrifying. However, he now wielded the Solar-Scorching Bow as a divine weapon, which mismatched his cultivation method and made the weapon inconvenient, limiting his speed advantage. In close combat, he couldn’t even display half his previous strength.
The Yellow Spring Hand Bone could suppress the Netherworld Ruler.
Considering all this, the enemy had its own issues. If exploited correctly, there might still be a chance.
Only by knowing both sides could one achieve a hundred victories!
Yet the guiding principle remained: speed! He must not get entangled but instead pursue a swift resolution!
In a flash, Meng Qi made his decision, his fighting spirit blazing, the accumulated belief from countless previous battles coursing through his essence, energy, and spirit, nearly forming an invincible aura that made enemies tremble.
Unlike Chen Zhao, Meng Qi also simulated a touch of overlord-like aura.
…
As the white glare slightly receded, Haswula found “Crazy Blade” had vanished, instantly enraged, pointing the Solar-Scorching Bow at Zeng Ruoxuan from the Azure Moon Sword Sect, who struggled desperately.
Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, wielding sword in the left and blade in the right. The sword light split into two, then four, then eight, as if the sun shone universally. The blade force was heavy, its tip swirling with a black vortex-like needle hole, exuding terrifying weight and suction.
“Crazy Blade” Su Meng!
Haswula, familiar with Meng Qi’s techniques, felt a surge of joy, realizing the opponent intended to create chaos with a wide-range attack to rescue Zeng Ruoxuan.
At this moment, he had no time to change his lock, so he activated his movement technique, quickly retreating to avoid being caught in the blast, waiting for the opportunity. Once “Crazy Blade” Su Meng rescued someone from the chaos, he would lock and shoot immediately. At this distance, Meng Qi definitely couldn’t dodge!
This was a seasoned choice.
Bang!
Blades and swords clashed mid-air, bursting forth a blinding white light. The fireball grew larger, engulfing the battlefield where Zeng Ruoxuan fought the four Golden-Tent warriors. As expected, Meng Qi concealed his aura and vanished.
Boom!
With a tremendous roar, violent shockwaves separated Zeng Ruoxuan from the four Grandmasters. Rolling flames transformed the void into a sea of fire. The terrifying power forced the Golden-Tent warriors to focus on self-defense first, maintaining a safe distance from each other to avoid being simultaneously hit by another’s artifact or strange technique, while still remaining close enough to assist each other quickly.
One of the Golden-Tent warriors originated from a Buddhist sect of the grasslands, practicing the “Great Vajra Divine Strength,” a guardian martial art. At that moment, a vajra figure manifested behind him, brandishing a heavy bronze staff. With sweeping motions, it bent and deflected the dazzling white light, scorching flames, and raging waves.
At this moment, the light parted, and from the flames emerged a gigantic figure over ten zhang tall, with bulging muscles and a mighty aura and terrifying momentum that made the Grandmaster’s pupils contract.
Burn marks from flames covered the giant’s body, with many torn and missing parts. He raised his long blade, which descended like the heavens collapsing, shrouding the surroundings in chaos, making it impossible to distinguish up from down, with energy condensing into bindings.
“Crazy Blade” Su Meng!
He had actually charged through such a terrifying explosion and reached his face!
The Grandmaster had no time to dodge and could only grit his teeth, thrusting his copper rod straight at Meng Qi’s forehead.
His Great Vajra Divine Strength was essentially a hard body martial art, and naturally, he understood weak points, intending to force “Crazy Blade” Su Meng to change his strike.
Puh! The rod pierced Meng Qi’s forehead, shattering his skull, while the descending blade, swirling with a black vortex, ruthlessly cleaved into the Grandmaster’s body, slicing sideways across his neck.
Silently, the golden-yellow neck of the Grandmaster was torn apart by the black vortex. The wound rapidly spread, devouring flesh and shredding his physical body.
His pupils contracted, unable to believe that Crazy Blade Su Meng had chosen mutual destruction!
However, his final thought saw a blue lotus blooming at Meng Qi’s neck, expanding and contracting, already regrowing a head!
Crack! Regret accompanied his body being completely torn apart by the black vortex.
In an instant, a Grandmaster had perished!
Meng Qi did not linger. Seizing the moment while the shockwave still raged, he charged toward another Grandmaster based on the position he had memorized earlier.
As the residual power of the Zangxinghe weakened, this Grandmaster detected the threat early and tried to dodge, only to see the opponent raise his sleeve.
Suddenly, everything turned pitch black, and the world seemed chaotic and indistinct.
As the residual power dissipated, Haswula spotted “Crazy Blade” Su Meng—the “Crazy Blade” Su Meng at a close distance—and his heart leapt with joy. The fully prepared arrow immediately shot forth.
At the same time, he noticed only two subordinates remained—one intercepting Zeng Ruoxuan, the other attempting to strike “Crazy Blade” Su Meng from behind.
In such a short time, “Crazy Blade” Su Meng had actually eliminated two Grandmasters? If he wasn’t killed today, Haswula would never have peace again!
Just then, he saw Meng Qi’s face bearing a half-smile, half-mirth, as he flicked his sleeve. One of the Golden-Tent warriors flew directly into the path of the Solar-Scorching Bow’s arrow!
Disaster!
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