Ambush

Left with no other choice, Chu Yutian had to abandon his punch, which was sure to severely injure Li Weiyi, and dodged it by moving his body first.

"Boom!"

"Whoosh!"

Both men's punches and finger strikes missed their mark.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Weiyi immediately rushed out to create distance between herself and Chu Yutian.

At the same time, strands of four-colored spiritual light flowed out from between his eyebrows, condensing into a psychic armor that covered his entire body, from his neck, chest, legs, down to his feet.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, turned around, and unleashed Overturning Sky Palm Seal strike.

Chu Yutian stood several dozen feet in the air, unleashing a fist technique, the Corpse Emperor Fist, from above, carrying corpse poison and the aura of a powerful Martial Path Son of Heaven.

The air within a radius of several miles vibrated violently, and the shockwave spread even further.

He mastered this imperial fist technique within the body of an Ancient Son of Heaven's corpse.

"Boom!"

The enormous Overturning Sky Palm Seal, the size of a palace, shattered, Chu Yutian's body crashed down like a streak of light.

The fists and palms collided solidly.

The force of the tremor caused all the rubble on the surrounding ground to tremble and bounce, creating a spectacular sight.

Li Weiyi retreated seven steps, each step covering ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

With each step taken, the ground collapses, and the surrounding area explodes as the force is released into the ground.

Seven steps later, Li Weiyi completely neutralized the power of Chu Yutian's punch. With his right hand, he raised his sword to the sky, aiming straight for Chu Yutian's face. The Sword Qi was like a lone plume of smoke rising from a desolate plain, soaring straight into the heavens.

Chu Yutian retreated with lightning speed, easily dodging Li Weiyi's sword strike.

Li Weiyi stared intently at the frail-looking man opposite her, her left arm trembling so badly that her fingers could not clench, almost losing all feeling in it.

Chu Yutian's eyes were complicated. "You and Tang Wanzhou truly deserve to be called the most outstanding twin stars in the Lingxiao Shengjing in a thousand years. A small remnant realm has actually ushered in a glorious era. With your performance today, you probably won't even need several years of accumulation to reach the Peak Third Realm before you can fight me to a draw."

Li Weiyi circulated liquid magic within his body, his arm swung like a whip, and with a snap, forced out most of the corpse poison that had invaded his arm, restoring his strength.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Golden Giant Skeleton appeared in sight, carrying a battle axe on its shoulder, its running shaking the earth.

Chu Yutian rushed over alone to save Jingzhen, leaving the other experts from the Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Departed behind.

Seeing Li Weiyi activating the Provincial Governor's Official Robe, Chu Yutian preemptively struck, unleashing the Corpse Emperor Fist once more.

The moves were even more domineering, with Longevity Scriptures running alongside them, and the Corpse Emperor's light and shadow were also revealed.

After using the Bright Spring Eye to refine and kill Jingzhen, Nangong finally arrived and flew upwards from behind Li Weiyi, sweeping out a sea of scriptures with his jade bamboo.

Below, Li Weiyi gripped his sword with both hands, and the light and shadow of the sea appeared, transforming the land into water. Many strange phenomena appeared, and he cleaved the ocean with a single sword strike.

"Boom!"

Even with Chu Yutian's abilities, he was forced to retreat.

"You've been poisoned by the Corpse King's corpse poison. You can no longer circulate your magical energy. Leave quickly. He's stalling for time; countless experts, including Departed Spirit Marquis, are on their way," Nangong's voice rang out.

The two then fled as planned.

We can't give Chu Yutian too much time to think; we need to use anger as a rope to lead him to the ambush area that has been prepared in advance.

Killing the Four-eared Ghost Monkey Marquis and Jingzhen was like igniting two more flames in his heart.

Chu Yutian held up an exquisite black iron pagoda, drawing upon tens of thousands of magical artifacts and scriptures within to completely neutralize the attacks from Li Weiyi and Nangong.

Then, they gave chase.

Zhao Tang and Yan Zhiruo are not only martial artists at the Peak Third Realm, but also Saint Mind Master, with Zhao Tang's mind power cultivation reaching the third realm.

Zhao Tang stood atop a hill, gazing into the distance.

In the distance, the mountains shimmered in light and shadow. Through the ages, three figures, no bigger than dust motes, moved and soared.

He was usually a leisurely and indifferent person, but at this moment, his blood boiled and his eyes gleamed. "You know, as long as we can make Chu Yutian suffer an unprecedented defeat, our Lesser Yang Division will help the Dongxu Camp regain its face ahead of time, and everyone can return to their Lineage in glory. Those old guys in the Lineage will be proud of us."

"Domestically, killing countless humans doesn't make one a hero. Externally, killing the Taiyin Sect and the Dead is what's truly something to be proud of."

"If we can kill Chu Yutian, then all the younger generation of human martial artists will remember our names. Just like all the martial artists in history who killed the true disciples of the Taiyin Sect. In the last three hundred years, five cycles of sixty years, every Ancient Sect True Disciple and Son of Heaven's Disciple has wanted to accomplish this feat, but none of them have succeeded."

"Now, we have the greatest opportunity in three hundred years."

At the top of the hill, two array gateposts are placed about ten feet apart.

Yan Zhiruo tied nine strings to the two doorposts, and nine Bone Arrow resembling spears were placed on the ground.

She examined the nine strings and the Formation Script on the ground repeatedly, then smiled and said, "Is this why you decided to participate in this dangerous hunt?"

"Yes, but not entirely. Don't you want revenge? Don't you think that with geniuses like Sheng Si and Li Weiyi in the Lesser Yang Division, people would unconsciously want to fight alongside them? This sense of belonging and identity even surpasses that of the Sentinel Spirit Army itself," Zhao Tang said.

Yan Zhiruo pondered for a moment, then sighed, "If only we could wait a few more days. When the Chun Silkworm mature, we'll both have a much better chance of breaking through to the Fourth Realm. At that time, our chances will be much higher. If we can kill Chu Yutian, even if it costs us over twenty years of lifespan, it'll be worth the risk."

"The few days you mentioned are two months in the Chun Silkworm Underworld. How can we possibly wait that long?"

Zhao Tang continued, "The information that Chang Yujian and Liu Ye gathered indicates that the Demon Kingdom is on the border and is already attempting to cross it. A perfect situation where everything is prepared is always a rare and precious thing."

Yan Zhiruo's eyes narrowed as she looked into the distance. "They're here. Why did Chu Yutian stop?"

After chasing for a thousand miles, Chu Yutian suddenly stopped and observed the undulating mountains in front of him, some Chong Ming.

An invisible sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

Li Weiyi and Nangong noticed that Chu Yutian had stopped and looked ahead. They were still more than ten miles away from the area where Zhao Tang and the others had set up their formation.

"Chu Yutian is indeed no ordinary person; his senses are sharp, and he must have already become alert."

Li Weiyi stopped at the edge of the formation, turned around, and looked at the figure on the opposite mountain. "Brother Chu, why aren't you chasing anymore?"

Nangong also stopped, but his figure shifted to Chu Yutian's right.

Chu Yutian held the Xuanzhao Pagoda in his hands, the cold wind ruffling his hair, his eyes solemn. "You took a pill that could neutralize the corpse poison beforehand?"

Li Weiyi didn't answer, but summoned the Purple Sky Lei Seal and the Golden Sky Lei Seal, which spun and flew above his head. "There's no point in delaying any longer, is there?"

"That's right! You've been meticulously planning this for months, how could you possibly give me a chance?"

Chu Yutian remained as calm as possible, nodded slightly, and shouted, "Mo Duanfeng, aren't you going to show yourself?"

"Boom!"

Mo Duanfeng, wielding the Blood Pool Silver Sea, burst forth from the mountain behind Chu Yutian: "It seems we still couldn't completely conceal the murderous aura of this place, and you sensed it beforehand. How did you manage that?"

Chu Yutian, "You've already gone to great lengths to lure me here. But to think you can kill me? Aren't you underestimating me?"

In his ancestral field, Metal Saber Box flew out.

The Ninth-grade Thousand Character Artifact -level Gangang Saber flew out of its box and landed in his hand.

Instead of breaking through from the deliberately left flank, Chu Yutian turned around and slashed at Mo Duanfeng with his sword.

He couldn't predict whether any other direction held hidden dangers; only the path he had come from was safe. Even if the one blocking his way was the most powerful Mo Duanfeng.

Chu Yutian was certain that Mo Duanfeng would experience a mental fluctuation when the Gangang Saber was thrown out.

This is his only chance to break out quickly!

Mo Duanfeng's physique was as solid as a mountain, and his eyes were like torches. He never looked at Gangang Saber, but kept his eyes fixed on Chu Yutian.

The silver knife in his hand shone with dazzling light, illuminating the sky in silver.

"Duanfeng Seven Slashes"

The spiritual energy within the ancestral field exploded as if it had been unleashed.

Mo Duanfeng's momentum instantly reached its peak. He slashed out with his sword, breaking Chu Yutian's sword energy and blocking his path.

Even the earth itself was lifted up, and dust, sand, and sword energy all rushed towards Chu Yutian.

Chu Yutian's sword energy was shattered, and his attempt to break through was forced back.

Mo Duanfeng strode forward, moving with lightning speed, his battle prowess rising steadily, his sharp edge stirring up a hundred-mile-long gale. "Do you think I would make the same mistake again? Chu Yutian, you know absolutely nothing about the sword; if you use it, you will surely die."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two exchanged blows across the distance, their movements powerful and sweeping, slashing and hacking.

Mo Duanfeng forced Chu Yutian to retreat continuously towards the formation area.

"Before setting off, the Prime Minister said that I lacked the tempering of life and death and still had a fatal weakness. He said that if I could kill you in the Ancient Kingdom of the Years Ruin and break through to the Great Longevity Realm, he would grant me the title of the New Top Scholar. At the time, I was unconvinced and did not think I had any weaknesses."

"It was you, it was you, my good teacher, who made me see my weaknesses."

"The blade must be powerful and domineering, with no turning back, but... one cannot be hasty. The strike must be steady, and one must seize the opportunity to reveal its fierce side."

Chu Yutian, "Your sword doesn't feel right to me, does it? I feel like it lacks power."

"So what? You can shake my resolve? We only have a quarter of an hour at most. If we attack together, we'll tear you to pieces." Mo Duanfeng's voice was like thunder, the sound of his blood and magical energy flowing through the mountains echoing through the landscape.

Nangong took out a formation diagram, pressed his palm to the ground, and released all the spiritual light from his brow.

The array diagram shattered instantly, transforming into a carpet of light that covered the mountain where Chu Yutian was located. Within the carpet of light, Formation Script rose and fell, preventing Chu Yutian from escaping from underground.

Atop a hill several miles away, Yan Zhiruo placed a ten-foot-long Bone Arrow onto the topmost string of her zither.

Using the power of the formation, she treated the zither strings as bowstrings, pulling them to their limit.

On the Bone Arrow, blood-red lines appeared, like blood vessels.

The two array pillars emitted a dazzling light.

"Bang!"

As the ball of light exploded on the mountaintop, the Bone Arrow shot through the air at a speed many times the speed of sound.

In the blink of an eye, the Bone Arrow pierced through Chu Yutian's protective magical energy, passing under his armpit, tearing his magical robes, and drawing out a smear of blood.

It wasn't that he didn't shoot accurately.

Instead, Chu Yutian used all his strength, employing the fastest movement technique below the Great Longevity, to avoid the vital point in his heart.

Chu Yutian glanced at the distant mountaintop, and even he was filled with horror.

On the two array gateposts, the first string of the zither was almost melted.

Yan Zhiruo's hands were covered in blood and trembling uncontrollably. She stepped aside to heal her wounds.

Zhao Tang picked up the second Bone Arrow, took her place, and using the second string of the zither as a bowstring, retreated step by step, drawing it back. The light on the mountaintop shone brightly once more.