Chapter 29: Mutation, The Strongest Sovereign!

  "Hmm—"

  Yi Qian let out a cold snort, looking at Ling Wusuo who didn't say another word and was about to start fighting with his stick. A flash of annoyance passed through the bottom of his eyes - just a reckless little brat.

  "You're overestimating yourself!" Yi Qian raised his hand and grasped the black cross-shaped pickaxe, swinging it fiercely at the strong gust of wind in front of him. At the same time, he let out a cold laugh, "Ling Wu Shuang, I'll show you what happens to those who are arrogant! The difference between fifth-grade and sixth-grade isn't just about suppressing momentum, but that's all you're capable of!"

  A pure and deep blue mysterious air blade was swung out by Yi Qian, accompanied by the power of space, heading straight for Ling Wusuo.

  "Boom——"

  Cerulean and inky indigo clashed, bursting into a muffled thunder-like sound. Two forces intertwined and fought, the surrounding space constantly emitting crackling explosions, layered shockwaves rippling out from the center of the collision!

  At this distance, the people below, even those who have reached the high-ranking Tian Xuan stage, cannot withstand the aftermath of such a battle. Their throats are filled with blood, and they are almost vomiting blood from the pressure of this aura. Some people have already been stunned unconscious in an instant.

  "Hurry up and retreat!"

  Ling Qingtian saw the situation, worried about his granddaughter at the same time, waved his hand and directed the disciples of the four major families to retreat towards the rear. Only a dozen or so people who had reached the Holy Stage remained, standing in place, anxiously worrying as they stared at the person in mid-air.

  "Whoosh——"

  Two forces collided, and Ling Wu's figure slightly retreated. Her clear eyes narrowed, and at this moment, she also realized that if they got too close to the crowd, the people from the four major families would be affected by the aftermath.

  Ling Wushuang waved his hand downwards, casting a golden and silver intertwined silhouette towards the crowd of the four major families. He then lightly tapped his foot, and the two massive meter-wide flame wings behind him shook violently, propelling his slender and tall figure upwards, like a phoenix spreading its wings in flames, shooting straight up into the starry black sky!

  "Think you can escape?" Yi Qian snorted lightly, his robust and powerful physique flashing by as he chased after him. His two wisps of whiskers quivering, he chuckled with a somewhat sly and cunning air, "Not that easy."

  "Boom!"

  Something fell to the ground beside Ling Tian and the others, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris, startling Old Master into stumbling backward two steps.

  "What thing?" Ji Yunyang looked clear and swallowed with a puzzled expression, "This... what person?"

  She raised her eyes to scan the motionless, towering figure before her, from head to toe, as if cast in gold and silver. With an expressionless face, she stood before the crowd of the four major families, holding a silver long spear, like an unyielding copper wall and iron fortress.

  "This is......" Ling Moqiu was also very puzzled.

  This person seems to have no signs of life at all, what's going on!?

  However, since it was Ling Wu Shuang who struck him down with a wave of his hand, even though the aura emanating from this person in front of them was not something they could resist, Ling Mo Qiu wasn't worried that he would end up hurting people from the four major families.

  Zhan Xi saw this thing, blinked hard and took a look, then suddenly turned his head to look at Zhan Qi and Zhang Yi beside him. Seeing the two men's surprised expressions, which were even more exaggerated than his own, he was sure that he hadn't misseen it.

  Even at this critical moment, Zhan Xiou couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "It's actually a Death God Puppet!"

  This guy Musou, actually managed to refine the Death Puppet that was pulled out from the Dark Temple! She really dares to do anything, how did she even manage to do it?

  This undead puppet, which had undergone the heavy tribulation of gold and silver, was already severely damaged all over its body and had not been repaired yet. Although it couldn't play a substantial role in dealing with a master like Yi Qian, it would still be more than enough to protect the people of the four families.

  At this time, Ling Wushuang could not withstand any unexpected moves from any of them.

  "This is... a puppet?" Old Master Ling was also a knowledgeable person, but at this moment, he didn't care about much, and only quickly glanced at it before raising his head to continue staring at his granddaughter.

  Zhan Qi and Zhang Yi exchanged a glance, then slowly turned their heads to look at Ling Wu Shuang, who was rapidly approaching, with shocked expressions in their eyes.

  This little girl is really too scary, she even refined a Death God Puppet!

  Ling Wusuo burst into the sky, towering over the ink-colored void. He glanced back at Yi Qian's pursuing figure and swung his arm to conjure a massive ice-blue dragon illusion. With an icy, waveless roar, he shouted: "Dragon Soars Across the Skies!"

  "Waaaah——"

  A gigantic icy dragon shadow, facing the pursuing Yi Qian, roared and descended from the sky, like a silver river hanging upside down, with an unstoppable force pouring down on him!

  "A trivial skill, yet you think you can bring it out in front of me?" Yi Qian's eyes suddenly narrowed, his voice filled with disdain. He flew forward to meet the astonishing aura, one hand holding a black cross-shaped pickaxe, and the other surrounded by deep blue mysterious energy. A concentrated ball of light energy was formed, which he swung out with a flick of his wrist, "Go!"

  "Boom——"

  The energy sphere and the icy giant dragon's virtual shadow collided, rushing into its abdomen, instantly exploding open, shattering the mysterious power condensed by Xuan Qi and Bing Bo's divine staff, suddenly bursting apart in the night wind, turning into nothingness, dispersing and disappearing.

  "Ling Wushuang, you shall also taste the old man's move!"

  After the energy explosion, the power of space scattered in all directions. In the next second, a figure with a dark brown complexion burst out and rushed to Ling Wushuang's face amidst the lightning and sparks.

  "Wow!"

  Dark light flashed, and the pickaxe in Yidou's hand, imbued with the power to tear through space, struck towards Ling Wusuo's brow, that most vulnerable source of life, in a single blow!

  Ling Wu's divine consciousness was far more acute than Yi Qian had imagined!

  "Clang!"

  A crisp, metallic sound rang out, and at the critical moment when everything hung in the balance, Ling Wu's Ice Devouring Divine Staff swiftly swung out to intercept it, clashing with the pickaxe's blade. The cross-shaped axe, its sharp tip as deadly as a dagger, halted just an inch away from her brow, where the vital point of her life force pulsed.

  His eyes gleamed with a fierce light, stirring the Xuan Qi in his Dantian, filling his entire body, and then overflowing. His aura suddenly surged, like a tidal wave bursting forth, and his sturdy arm involuntarily pressed down, while the power in his hand also rose by several degrees!

  Ling Wushuang's clear eyes slightly opened, and she was shocked by the sudden force, losing her balance for a moment. She instantly flew backward, performing several backflips in mid-air before retreating several meters to stabilize her body.

  Yi Qian took advantage of the victory to pursue and attack, while his divine consciousness locked onto the target, he swung the cross-shaped pickaxe in his hand, and with a few swift and fierce slashes, he sent several intersecting cross-shaped wind blades flying towards Ling Wusuo's retreating position.

  Ling Wusuo's back was shaken by the fire wings, and even at such a fast speed, it took some effort to break free from Yiqian's divine lock. He then dodged to the side, but at this moment, he chose to avoid the brunt of the attack, only to be forced to retreat repeatedly by Yiqian's consecutive Crosswind Slash!

  "Unparalleled!"

  Ling Lao Ye Zi, Zhan Xiu and others saw this situation, their hearts skipped a beat, and they couldn't help but rush forward a few steps, anxious like fire.

  "Musou is no match for this old man!" Ji Yun's fists were clenched so tightly that they turned pale, his eyes fixed intently on the battle in mid-air. He was anxious to rush up and join the fight, but he gritted his teeth and restrained himself.

  They would only be a hindrance to Wu Shuang if they were to go up at this time.

  "This old guy is at least a 9th rank peak god, although the Twin Fists' momentum has been raised, but while fighting, he also needs to consume spiritual energy to maintain it. Continuing to fight like this would be very disadvantageous for Twin Fists." Zhan Xiu was also anxious and worried, but regretted that he couldn't help at this time.

  "Hahaha——"

  Yi Qian Zhang burst out laughing, his attacks relentless. "Ling Wu Xiong, take a good look! This is the power of a High-Rank Divine Being, and the difference between us and Mid-Rank Divine Beings! You still want to fight against me? You're simply courting death!"

  Yi Qian laughed wickedly, "If you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, I might consider sparing your life!"

  This Ling Wu's physique is indeed very special, he can't see through it at all, this time the disturbance has caused such a big commotion, if not taking her away, it would be a waste?

  "Old man, if you kowtow to me twice, I can spare your life!" Ling Wu's eyes were cold and detached, his body motionless. He spoke calmly, but the next second, he raised the Ice Spirit Staff in his hand, leapt forward, and swung it down in a vertical slash!

  "Insolent little brat, you're simply obtuse!" Yi Qian's face suddenly darkened, and he raised his Ten-Fingered Pickaxe above his head, letting out a disdainful snort as he attempted to intercept Ling Wusuo's incoming attack. However, in the next instant, his body stiffened, and he froze in place.

  Yi Qian did not expect that his prediction would fail, and Ling Wushuang changed the direction of his attack at the last moment. With a quick flick of his wrist, the head of the staff suddenly became the tail, and in the blink of an eye, it launched a sudden attack from a very tricky angle from below!

  It's worth noting that after the mysterious master made his move, changing trajectory in the last second is extremely easy to be counterattacked by one's own inner energy. Moreover, ordinary people simply don't have the sharp reflexes to achieve this, which couldn't help but make Yi Qian greatly astonished.

  "Not good!" Yi Qian's old eyes glared, although his consciousness had detected it, but at this moment, the movement of his hands was already impossible to keep up with, wanting to withdraw and defend was already too late!

  "Bang—"

  A loud thud, Yi Qian's waist suddenly hurt, and he was actually hit by Ling Wushuang with a stick, and flew out!

  Among the twinkling stars and flowing moonlight in the high sky, Ling Wu Xiang and Yi Qian's battle speed was extremely fast. To the people below, it was almost just a black shadow flashing back and forth, colliding together, then quickly separating.

  Ling Lao Yezi gritted his teeth, his heart racing with anxiety, and when he saw Yi Qian being knocked flying by a stick, he let out a slight sigh of relief.

  "Great!" Ji Yunyang was so excited that she almost jumped up.

  "Old man, you're nothing but this!" Ling Wu took advantage of the moment, her figure flashing as she quickly closed in. Her calm and serene face was like still water, revealing no hint of joy or anger, only the extreme chill at the bottom of her eyes betrayed the towering rage that still existed within her heart.

  "Damn it!" The severe pain in his waist had completely enraged Yiqian, and he was actually injured by such a despicable kid!

  The injuries on Yi Qian's body were not serious for him, but he was actually being defeated by Ling Wu Shuang, a small mid-tier god in Yi Qian's eyes. He broke through his defensive Xuan Qi and even sent him flying with a single stick, which was completely unacceptable to the always proud Yi Qian!

  "Ling Wushuang, I'll let you know what happens when you enrage me!" Yi Qian's anger burned like wildfire, his entire body emitting a chilly aura that shot out rapidly, like the flames of fury in his heart. In an instant, the atmosphere in this area changed, and the air around him seemed to drop, as if a storm was brewing, with an eerie stillness preceding it.

  "Cheers!"

  Ling Wushuang's offensive did not pause or show any restraint due to his anger, and with the Ice Devouring Divine Mace in hand, he tore through the dark sky!

  "Looking for death!" Yi Qian quickly stabilized himself, rubbing the waist that had been attacked, and slowly stood up straight. After calming down, his eyes locked onto Ling Wu Shuang, and with a hand as hard as steel, he reached out to catch Ling Wu Shuang's attack bare-handed!

  "Bang—"

  Bing Bo Sheng Gun, struck on Yi Qian's hand, couldn't even budge it in the slightest!

  Yi Qian grasped the Ice Spirit Staff with one hand and swung out a fierce gust of wind with the other, slapping it towards Ling Wu's face!

  Ling Wushuang's clear eyes widened, her consciousness sensing the sudden and intense aura that was rushing towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she swiftly turned her wrist, freeing the Ice Spirit Staff from Yiqian's restraint. She jerked her head back and quickly retreated with a swift flash of movement!

  A dry hand knife chopped out of the wind, like a sharp dagger, rubbed against Ling Wusong's face and passed by, cutting off a strand of her raised green silk. It can be imagined that if it was delayed for even half a second, it would also be a matter of life and death!

  What a thrilling scene, it made Xie Xi's heart skip a beat and almost jump out of her throat.

  A master's move is a small mistake, even if the divine consciousness is slow for half a beat, it is fatal. This is also one of the reasons why crossing ranks to challenge is extremely difficult.

  While Ling Wu Xie's mastery of the void and his control over spatial forces were stronger than Ye Gou Wan's, the latter's cultivation base was more refined. In a normal situation, the outcome of this battle would be predictable.

  Ling Wushuang shook off Yi Qian's entanglement, quickly retreating to a distance outside his attack range, rapidly estimating and thinking.

  This is easy to dry, and Sheng Wudi, that sixth-grade high-ranking god, is not at the same level at all. Moreover, he is a person from Tianyin Valley in the Supreme Realm, descending upon the Star Continent, his strength must have been suppressed by the power of the realm, which means his physical strength may be the strongest existence!

  The strongest overlord and the pinnacle of divine beings, the gap between them can be said to be a natural difference. Although Yi Qian's current level is suppressed, his body is still at the strength of the strongest overlord.

  That is to say, even if Ling Wushuang broke through his protective halo, he couldn't cause any fatal damage to him. This is why Yiduan felt that Ling Wushuang's aura was strange, yet still fearless, because he was standing on unshakeable ground!

  "There must be some way!" Ling Wusuo gritted her teeth.

  Even so, Ling Wu Xiang still did not give up. The unyielding faith in her heart, the idea of protecting her family and friends, the determination to avenge Tian Ye Yun, made it impossible for her to retreat, even when faced with such a powerful enemy.

  With a wave of his sleeve, the old man's face turned slightly red with rage. He glared at the person in front of him and shouted, "Ling Wusuo, I'll show you what it means to be a peak god and true power!"

  "Distressed Heaven's Lock!"

  Yi Qian let out a loud roar, his entire body's aura bursting forth. Following that, wavy black chains emerged from his sleeves and within his body, like dark snakes spreading across the sky, covering the stars and moon, causing the entire sky to darken in an instant.

  "Peerless......" Ji Yunyang and others, their hearts were all lifted up.

  This old thing won't die, what kind of person is it?!

  Ling Wushuang's silver teeth clenched suddenly, and his eyes flashed slightly. This Yi Qian and the black-clothed leader who ambushed him outside the Holy City that day were indeed in cahoots with each other, and they also cultivated similar techniques. However, the power displayed by this Yi Qian was dozens of times stronger than that person's!

  "Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——"

  Yi Qian Zhang maniacally laughed, every black chain that swept past caused the surrounding space to violently fluctuate. The thick, pitch-black chains, numbering in the tens of thousands, collided and intersected with a deafening crash, like malevolent spirits locking souls, darting back and forth in the dark night sky!

  Ling Wushuang's back ignited with a fiery aura, propelling her body to rapidly retreat. As she shifted her consciousness, the Ice Spirit Staff in her hand vanished. Simultaneously, her left hand pushed forward while her right hand retreated, and at the intersection of her slender arms, a scarlet mist infused with chaotic flames burst forth. Finally, it coalesced into an enormous sphere of light, which she held aloft above her head, hurtling towards the incoming dark serpent chains as she shouted, "Flying Fire Meteor!"

  "Boom!"

  A gigantic sphere of light, thrown out in the next instant, exploded with a loud noise in the dark ink sky, shattering into thousands and tens of thousands of crimson arrow rains, like shooting stars, as if sharp blades, rushing towards the dense black chains!

  "Whoosh——"

  "Hiss!"

  Black chains and the arrow rain of Chaos Fire clashed, emitting a hissing sound of water and fire fusion. Each Chaos Fire collided with a black chain, making a whooshing sound as it swept up, engulfing and burning the dark chain's power, leaving nothing but void!

  "What?!" Yi Qian's old eyes widened in shock, he didn't expect that Ling Wu would also have such a powerful Xuanji Gongfa technique, able to break his Heaven Lock Chain, and even more terrifying was the aura she unleashed, which was not weaker than his own!

  "Hula——"

  Two forces' residual waves spread out, in the ink void, a terrifying gale, like biting cold wind, fearful air ripples, icy tidal waves crash, dispersing in all directions.

  "It's getting more and more interesting." Yi Qian stroked his eight-beard mustache with a smile that seemed somewhat lewd, as if Ling Wushuang's abnormal behavior made him more satisfied and excited.

  Looking at Yi Qian's smile full of interest, Ling Wu's eyes dimmed for a moment, her red lips curled into a cold arc, and she slowly said, "Yi Qian, aren't you wondering who killed those people in the Qingyun Mountains?"

  A dull voice, yet it sounded like a thunderclap in Yi Qian's ears.

  "What do you mean!" Yi Qian's heart skipped a beat, in the short span of a few seconds, his facial expression changed from being perplexed to being puzzled and finally, his whole body shook as he suddenly realized, his face also turned pale, "Ling Wushuang, it was actually you! It was actually you!"

  Yi Qian let out a loud roar, the furious voice suddenly breaking through the night sky, allowing people ten miles away to hear it clearly, and even unconsciously bringing out sonic booms. The people below, including Ling Lao Yezi, would have been directly stunned if they hadn't had a divine puppet protecting them.

  "It seems you're not stupid either." Ling Wu's expression was bland, and his sneering words almost made Yi Qian spit out blood.

  "It was you who killed my third brother!" Yi Qian's face turned red with rage, his whole body trembling with anger. The person he had been chasing all over the city was right in front of him, swaggering around for so many days, and what was even more infuriating was that he hadn't detected it at all!

  "What's it to you?" Ling Wushuang faintly hooked her red lips, her eyes cold and seemingly intentionally provoking Yi Qian.

  "No wonder! No wonder!" Yi Qian's mind was in a mess, taking several deep breaths, but still unable to calm the anger in his heart. After Ling Wushuang said this, he naturally understood many things as well.

  This Ling Wu Shuang, capable of killing three brothers, at that time, she was at least a quasi-god level. With her strange aura, if she had deliberately suppressed her strength and aura, in the case where he hadn't carefully investigated, it would have been easy for him to be deceived.

  The previous Sheng Lin was suffocating, and now Yi Qian is even more suffocating, with an even greater rage.

  He did not expect that those who followed him, including his third brother, would actually die at the hands of Ling Wushuang.

  Moreover, the person who killed Ling Wu Shuang was actually right in front of him, yet he didn't even notice. In the end, it was he himself who spoke up and let Sheng Lin send him into the White Tower, giving her the opportunity to advance to the pinnacle of a Divine Being.

  Yi Qian's chest heaved violently, feeling like a clown being played by Ling Wusuo.

  "This is easy to dry, as if thoroughly enraged" Ji Yun gritted his teeth tightly, although he didn't know what the reason was, but even though he was so far away, he could still feel the raging flames of anger emanating from Yi Gan's entire body.

  Zhan Xiu's eyes narrowed and he said, "Don't worry, Wushuang is probably doing it on purpose."

  In the duel between Xuan Shi and Yi Qian, what he feared most was that his mind would be in disarray, unable to calmly analyze. If he wasn't mistaken, Wu Shuang should have been intentionally provoking Yi Qian.

  Yi Qian's mustache was about to be blown away, his fists suddenly clenched tightly, his voice became abnormally cold and gloomy, word by word, slowly biting out, "Ling Wu Shuang, you killed my third brother, if I don't strike you down today, I won't be called Yi Qian!"

  He had originally thought of capturing her alive and bringing her back, but now he changed his mind, bringing the corpse back was also a good option!

  "Come on, I'd like to see what you're capable of!" Ling Wushuang sneered, her internal vigilance raised to the extreme.

  She knew that at this time, Yi Qian was going to get serious.

  Yi Qian's entire body released a fierce and violent aura, like a ferocious beast, his eyes turned slightly red, one hand slowly raised above his head, his gaze suddenly became ruthless, his voice slowly came out, like the slowly gathering power, "Kill the heavens, destroy the soul..."

  "Boom——"

  In the midst of the ink-like void, as his thunderous roar echoed out, dark clouds churned and rolled, with flashes of lightning slicing through the sky. Threads of energy converged, whirlwinds gathered, and an eerie aura spread silently!

  "Unparalleled!" Ling Moqiu finally couldn't help but utter a low cry.

  Ling Mo saw the dark sky, with thick clouds rolling in, lightning flashing and thunder booming. His pupils suddenly constricted, and at this critical moment, he couldn't control himself, only having instinctual reactions left.

  The expressions of the others were not much better, all of them were about to pounce forward, wishing they could block all the harm for Ling Wusuo. However, just as they were about to step out, they were intercepted by the expressionless Death Puppet.

  Death Puppet, its body tattered and worn out, with intricate silver and gold patterns woven densely together. It doesn't know danger, it doesn't know feelings, all it knows is to obey Ling Wu Shuang's commands.

  "Boom——"

  Lightning flashed, dark clouds rolled, blocking the sun and moon. Such a surge of energy immediately made Ling Wu feel a sense of danger. This gradually gathering momentum was even more terrifying than the silver thunderbolt of the Tian Gang Extermination Array!

  At this time, Ling Wu Xue also didn't dare to be the slightest bit slack. The Fire Wing shook and the boundless Chaotic Flames of the Universe were continuously mobilized from her delicate body.

  "Whoosh——"

  A fierce fire burned the heavens and earth, in an instant, dark clouds rolled in, a pitch-black night sky, flames swirling around, with Ling Wu Shuang at its center, turned a deep crimson, like a sea of fire, that scorching temperature, made the surrounding space continuously distort and emit explosive roars!

  "What...?" Yi Qian was taken aback, and even in the midst of his furious state, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

  Crimson flames surged out endlessly, and Ling Wu Shuang stood amidst them. Her hair fluttered without the wind, each strand of her black locks seemingly dyed crimson in an instant. The shadow of the fiery wings behind her was as if it had substance, almost palpable, like the softness of downy feathers.

  "A mantis trying to stop a chariot!" Yi Qian's normally calm face flashed with fury, gathering his strength in just a few short seconds.

  "Crack!"

  "Wow!"

  Lightning flashed, the power in the night sky was constantly rolling over, but suddenly, the power was tightly locked, as if it had been grasped by a pair of invisible giant hands, and compressed again, forming a tangled nebula-like mass!

  At this moment, the flames around Ling Wushuang also suddenly tightened, and the crimson color that covered the sky was as if it had been absorbed by a sponge, disappearing completely without leaving any trace. Only dozens of golden lotus flowers were left spinning around her, with their light converging inward, and their flowing colors overflowing, moving people's hearts.

  Every golden lotus contains immense energy, yet is also extremely terrifying.

  Zhan Xiu was taken aback, "Liang Huo Zhong Jinlian?"

  On that day, in the forest of sunset, Musashi defeated him with this move. War repair naturally remembered it vividly and recognized it at a glance, but at the same time, his heart was also raised, secretly gritting his teeth. This move is extremely fierce, and now Musashi has reached the realm of the peak god, but using it to deal with Yiqian, the power explosion seems not enough!

  "Regicide Soul Destroying Palm!" Yi Qian let out a loud shout, his divine sense locked onto one location. The hand he held high above his head also followed this fierce cry, suddenly chopping down with a powerful slash. In that instant, all of his power was compressed into one location, condensing into a gigantic black hand.

  A gigantic black hand, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, like a dark cloud with flashes of lightning, containing intertwined energy riots, startling the heart!

  Yi Qian's face looked somewhat ferocious, with a venomous glint in his eyes.

  Why are there so many people in this world who overestimate themselves? Just because of a young and inexperienced brat, no, a cheap girl! Also thinks she can deal with Yiqian, it's simply a daydream.

  He actually wanted to know where Ling Wu came from with this courage!

  At this time, the dozens of golden lotus flowers around Ling Wushuang also moved, their rotating speed was almost invisible, and there were strips of crimson flames swirling around her. Finally, they converged at the top of her head, and a giant golden lotus flower suddenly appeared!

  Ling Wusuo raised both hands high, her fingers intertwined in a complex gesture, supporting the massive golden fire ring. She continuously channeled her spiritual energy into it, causing beads of cold sweat to form on her forehead and her lips to pale slightly.

  Last time, when dealing with Sheng Wudi, Ling Wushuang summoned only about a dozen golden lotus flowers. This time, she suddenly summoned thirty or forty of them, and her spiritual energy was almost depleted in an instant.

  The thousand-mile vines in the body suddenly accelerated at this moment, several times faster than usual, like a sponge, absorbing the surrounding heavenly spiritual energy!

  "This... " Zhan Xiuyi's eyes widened slightly in surprise, "has actually recondensed again"

  After energy compression, it actually gathered again!

  The dark giant palm's speed was so fast that it formed a series of afterimages, the residual images were fleeting, and the rapid departure speed was so extreme that it seemed like slow motion. The pitch-black palm slapped towards Ling Wusuo's delicate figure!

  "Moon Destroying Golden Lotus!" At the same time, Ling Wusuo waved his hand and struck out a fire lotus from the top of his head, heading in the direction of Yi Qian!

  "This is!?" Yi Qian's old face suddenly stiffened, and what he saw was simply unbelievable. His heart felt like he had eaten a dead mouse, suffocating. This Ling Wu Shuang could actually still produce a mysterious technique that was evenly matched with his own!

  "Boom!"

  "Ding ding——"

  A gigantic black palm flashing with electricity and a dazzling golden lotus that shone with a light that seemed to destroy the world collided, producing a dull thud.

  "Ding ding ding!"

  In the midst of that giant hand, the power of lightning collided with the golden lotus petals, producing a brittle metallic cracking sound. For a moment, the momentum of the sky and earth shattering seemed to cause the entire space, the entire ground, to violently shake.

  "Boom!"

  A brief stalemate merged, and it was a complete explosion after the dead silence. In the night sky, a mushroom cloud dozens of meters wide burst out, with invisible ripples radiating rapidly!

  "Hmmph!"

  Ling Wushuang's clear eyes suddenly enlarged, and in an instant, he was blown away by that powerful force, flying tens of meters away. His throat felt sweet, and instantly, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. His body stumbled, and for a moment, he almost lost control of the Fire Wing's power, nearly falling from the sky!

  "Unparalleled!"

  Ling Tian and others, even if they were protected by the Death God Puppet without any gaps, were still knocked to the ground by this ripple. When they quickly got up, they saw in the night sky that the small figure was staggering and almost unable to stand firm. The hearts of several people almost stopped beating.

  Crack

  At the top of the mountains, a vast complex of buildings stands densely, with some suspended in mid-air and others built on the mountain, surrounded by thin mist, with mysterious birds flying about, and crystal palaces and jade halls, as if it were a heavenly palace.

  In the very center of a palace suspended in mid-air, a man clad in golden silk with jet-black hair stood amidst a sea of knowledge, where a violent shockwave suddenly rippled through, causing his slender body to stiffen slightly, and the pure white brush in his long fingers snapped instantly!

  His dark red eyes suddenly tightened, and his cold and handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  "Are you okay?"

  A man carrying a long black sword on his back seemed to be reporting something, and upon seeing this situation, he slightly doubted and called out to the golden silk ink robe man, but was quickly stopped by him.

  The sky is pitch black, and smoke fills the air.

  "Cough, cough!" Yi Qian retreated several steps back, his face also turned somewhat pale. He had almost exhausted all of his spiritual energy to defend himself, and only managed to avoid taking too much damage. However, compared to Ling Wu's severe injuries, he was merely temporarily drained of spiritual energy and just needed a short rest to recover.

  "Hmmph!"

  Ling Wusuo coughed out another mouthful of fresh blood, and finally, the power of Qianli Qitian within his body rapidly stirred up, suddenly lifting the thread of spiritual energy that had just condensed, barely stabilizing his figure and preventing him from falling directly to the ground.

  "Ling Wushuang, this damned stinky girl, what kind of monster is she?!" Yi Qian exclaimed in annoyance, almost jumping up.

  No one has ever pushed him to the point of exhausting his mental strength and completely losing his combat power! This Ling Wu Shuang, just a mid-tier god, can burst out with such power. If she were to grow up, it would be unbearable!

  At this time, Yi Qian felt a surge of fear in his heart for no reason.

  “Cough——” Ling Wu's face turned pale as he let out a low cough, his mind went blank for a moment, almost losing consciousness. His lips were pursed into a straight line, and his teeth were clenched tightly, making it difficult for him to speak.

  "Ling Wushuang, today no matter what, you must die!" Yi Qian's eyes suddenly condensed with a cold light.

  At this time, he finally realized a serious problem, if Ling Wushuang is not eliminated today, it will become a great disaster in the future!

  Ling Wushuang gazed coldly at Yi Qian, his eyes showing no fear, no dread, just a chilly indifference.

  "Ah——"

  Suddenly, Yi Qian let out a long howl towards the sky, like a lion's roar shaking the mountains and forests.

  "Ah——"

  His dark brown robe fluttered and flew about, without any wind, automatically. In the next second, his entire aura changed. Originally, he had exhausted his spiritual energy, but surprisingly, his momentum became even more flourishing, higher and higher, colder and colder!

  "Crack!"

  Something shattered, and the dark energy around him surged. His eyes, which had been hiding a murderous intent, now showed a spider web-like pattern of crimson blood vessels. Suddenly, the dark energy surrounding him changed from deep blue to pale blue!

  Azure Power, the strongest Overlord!

  Digression

  Here is the translation:

  "Okay, one more update for now, another one later."