High in the sky!
The clash between Heaven Grandmasters had reached an even higher level.
The plane on which they fought seemed close at hand, yet was in truth lofty and unfathomable, far beyond reach—like the sky overhead, visible to all people under heaven for generation after generation, yet with no one able to exhaust its bounds.
Heaven Grandmasters bore "Heaven" in their title precisely because their mastery of martial arts was as elusive, lofty, and unfathomable as the heavens themselves.
A collision occurred in the blink of an eye. Thunder roared and explosions erupted in every direction as the void shattered and reformed no fewer than a hundred times within a few breaths.
The Zhou Clan Ninth Generation Ancestor retreated several yards before stopping. He stroked his chest, his face full of relief. "Thank goodness, thank goodness!"
Just now, Xiang Qiankun had used Liek Que Breaking Formation to attack the Zhou Clan ancestral hall. That detail had caused the slightest ripple in his state of mind.
The Heaven Grandmaster hired by the Xiang Clan had seized the chance to strike, launching a fatal blow when things had looked dire.
Who could have expected that, beneath such thunderous force, a situation that seemed as precarious as a pile of eggs would suddenly turn for the better?
The ancestral hall space, which had endured the full-force blow, was utterly unscathed. It had firmly blocked the chiseling strike of Liek Que Breaking Formation. It was an unexpected delight; every worry in his heart vanished, leaving him incomparably exhilarated.
"What was that junior called again? Zhou Daqian? Hmm, he's a promising talent!"
Heaven Grandmasters stood above the great clans. In his eyes, there was no distinction between this sect or that sect—they were all grandchildren!
The reason Zhou You had earned a second