Thunder rumbled, revealing the rage of the dark cloud giants. They coalesced into a mass of purple lightning, aimed at the invisible barrier high in the sky.
Ripples spread outwards, but the lightning only targeted one spot.
The Weiyang stood motionless high in the sky. With a wave of his hand, the ripples rose and enveloped the dark clouds.
Point, line, plane. These are the names of the Weiyang's abilities, which are capricious and infinitely changeable.
But the dark clouds continued to expand, and thunder and lightning outside the clouds disrupted this thin film.
On a whim, Fan Daoyi appeared beside Weiyang. He led Weiyang away from that place quickly.
Not long after they left, a ball of lightning descended from that spot and exploded with a deafening roar.
"You're only at the Fusion Realm, your strength might not even be as strong as mine. Listen to me, let's not fight a Governance Realm alone." He Piaojian recalled the scene of fighting the Azure Dragon in his dream, his face full of pain. "I can't beat him, I really can't beat him."
Weiyang coughed lightly, steadied himself, nodded to Fan Daoyi thanks, and then said with some regret, "The Governance Realm has reached another level. Even though there's only a one-level difference, it still feels unattainable."
"Not necessarily," Fan Daoyi said at this moment. "If he were truly unattainable, your membrane wouldn't have trapped him."
"Haha, is this considered inspirational chicken soup?" Weiyang chuckled.
"No, I was just stating a fact."
Weiyang was speechless; he saw no fear in the eyes of the honest young man before him.
"Fine, take this as a motivational quote if you like," Fan Daoyi, pointing two fingers towards the dark clouds. "Nothing is invincible, just like this."
With a flick of two fingers, space is severed, and the sky opens and the clouds disperse.
"Holy crap..." Weiyang's eyes were filled with suspicion as he asked the question that had been on his mind, "You didn't hide your cultivation level either, did you?"
Fan Daoyi said calmly, "A little, not much."
Weiyang looked up at the sky again; the split clouds were slow to gather, the White Mark in the middle particularly noticeable. Facing Fan Daoyi again, his gaze seemed to say, "Do you think I believe you?"
Damn, he wanted to show off his big boobs in front of that Little Cheapie, but he ended up being the one who showed off.
"Damn it, you'll all die here!" A furious roar echoed from within the dark clouds.
The thunder roared even more violently, falling without any discernible pattern.
The Weiyang's power coalesced into a surface, protecting all the people below. Ripples continued to spread, and what one looked up at resembled mottled raindrops falling into a lake, silently.
"Don't you have any means of contacting the outside world? How come they didn't notice such a big commotion?" Fan Daoyi asked deliberately.
Weiyang replied, "My probes have been sent outwards, radiating from the arena as the center, but the entire area is blocked, preventing any messages from being transmitted."
"It should be a domain unique to the Governance Realm." Having experienced it once, He Piaojian, "Like the Azure Dragon's Mist Painting, it traps things within, making escape impossible."
"I'll try to see if I can escape this space," Fan Daoyi.
Weiyang glanced at him and nodded. "Be careful, try not to stray too far from the surface."
"Um."
With a mere thought, he could reach the edge of the domain. A swarm of lightning gathered, forming an electric grid that blocked people from entering.
In Fan Daoyi, these were tiny particles, belonging to his Origin Source. And their density was not even as high as that of the Azure Dragon.
A piece of trash.
After watching it, I returned to their side.
He Piaojian asked, "How is it?"
Fan Daoyi shook his head, saying very seriously, "No."
Weiyang's expression was grave. "It seems we can only rely on ourselves. These children cannot be harmed. If they can leave alive, I will submit a petition and have them all wiped out."
"I'm not that pessimistic." He Piaojian patted Weiyang on the back. "I should at least give it a try. What if I'm the exception who can challenge opponents of higher levels?"
"Weiyang, remove the noodles." Fan Daoyi looked at the purple lightning descending from the sky. "Your abilities are being depleted rapidly; you won't last much longer."
"But the lightning strikes without any pattern, making it impossible for me to intercept it accurately," Weiyang said with concern.
Even missing a single clap of thunder could cause mass deaths.
"It's alright, trust me."
Weiyang met Fan Daoyi's serious gaze, then turned to look at He Piaojian. He Piaojian nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and removed the noodles.
With no obstacle to stop it, the thunder crashed down.
Fan Daoyi watched the thunder rumble down silently, and they held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.
Then, a distorted vision flashed before my eyes, and the thunderous roar vanished. When it reappeared, it was above the dark clouds.
His attacks all hit himself.
"Ah--!" A painful wail echoed from within the dark clouds.
Weiyang froze, his expression stiff. "You... just how much have you been hiding?"
"A little, not much."
Same answer.
Weiyang turned to He Piaojian, trying to find the answer.
"Don't look at me, I don't know, I only know that he was definitely hiding his true abilities."
"You don't understand our organization?"
He Piaojian tilted his head. "Why do we need to know? Isn't it enough to just know that he is Dao Yi?"
Weiyang was incredulous. He even suspected that the entire [Eight Trigrams] team had been brainwashed. No background check was done, they knew absolutely nothing about them—what kind of incredible trust was this?
"I'll change his attack pattern. Weiyang He Piaojian, find an opportunity to see if you can kill him."
"Okay, sure." He Piaojian had no doubt about any of Fan Daoyi's decisions; he trusted him completely.
Weiyang witnessed a portion of Fan Daoyi's true abilities, Wei Yang obediently began to cooperate.
"Go! Don't let this cowardly fellow leave alive."
This time, He Piaojian didn't hide anything anymore. He grinned at the sky and said, "Haven't you always wanted to see what abilities I have? Well then, I'll show you."
Having said that, he raised his arm high, his hand grasping at the air.
The White Mark that was initially cut by Fan Daoyi's space, when viewed from a certain angle, looked as if it were being held horizontally by He Piaojian with one hand.
"All things are swords, this is... the Heaven-Slaying!"
The giant within the dark clouds sensed a powerful sense of crisis. His heart pounded, and he attempted to blast away the White Marks with the power of thunder. However, just as the thunder was about to touch them, it was distorted and isolated by space, striking him once more.
"Damn spatial abilities!" the giant in the dark clouds roared, unleashing even more chaotic thunderclaps. "Let's see how you stop me!"
Fan Daoyi sneered inwardly. He knew the operational trajectory of all abilities perfectly. No matter how irregular they were, he could see them clearly. He was a natural counter to them.
Standing to the side, Weiyang suddenly felt completely invisible. Fan Daoyi's precise control ensured that no lightning bolts missed him.
As He Piaojian cleaved the sky with White Mark, a power of time surged forth. The giant in the dark clouds began to panic, trying to escape the attack but frozen in place due to the reversal of time.
"No, impossible! How could you possibly kill me, a mere Fusion Realm!"
The giant of dark clouds had become accustomed to its thunderous attacks and quickly absorbed these lightning strikes into its body to strengthen its power.
He continuously condensed and gathered, forming a devastating attack.
"Your deaths alone are not enough to quell my anger. I want your entire nation to perish, so you can feel the gap between yourselves and those of the Governance Realm."