His feet left two furrows in the ground.
Runes flickered within Shi Yi's Double Pupils as he stared straight at the white sword in Shi Qingyun's hand.
The next instant, in his eyes, the white sword seemed to shed its outer shell, exposing countless runes densely interwoven with one another.
"Right here!"
Shi Yi swiftly drew back his Silver Spear, then thrust its tip against the Rune White Sword.
The instant the tip struck, the runes inside the white sword began to fracture from the point of impact.
The entire blade exploded at once, and the blast knocked aside the Silver Spear in Shi Yi's hand.
Shi Qingyun was also hurled into the air by the explosion. While airborne, he saw the Double Pupils rotating in Shi Yi's eyes and understood what had happened.
He had never expected even such a tiny flaw to be caught by those Double Pupils. Shi Yi had still managed to find the junction between the runes on the white sword.
He opened his hand, and a fan instantly appeared in his palm. Still in midair, he flung it out with all his strength.
The fan spun into a circle and hurtled toward Shi Yi with tremendous force.
Seeing the fan bearing down on him, Shi Yi could only abandon his pursuit for the moment. He pulled his right hand back, instantly drawing the Silver Spear toward him, and held it across his chest.
Clang! Screech!
The fan slammed into the Silver Spear and spun against it, sending sparks flying everywhere. Shi Yi kicked the shaft of his Silver Spear.
The fan was instantly knocked back, and by then, Shi Qingyun had already landed steadily on the ground.
The fan spun back toward him. Shi Qingyun reached out and caught it firmly, then swept his robes aside and held it at his side, channeling its tremendous force into the ground and stirring up waves of air.
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Chapter 64: Defeating Shi Yi
The situation atop the Ninth-Rank Dao Platform was intensely deadlocked as the two stood facing each other from afar.
One held a spear, the other a fan.
They stood at opposite ends, gazing at each other. Although both looked somewhat disheveled, neither showed the slightest decline in his imposing aura.
Instead, with each clash, their auras surged higher, their skyward battle intent seemingly poised to pierce the clouds.
Both bore wounds from their battle, neither better off than the other. Flecks of blood stained their torn hems, spreading like tiny crimson flowers.
Both were breathing a little rapidly, their heavy breaths echoing across the Dao Platform.
The violent gusts stirred up by their battle whipped their robes about, making them snap in the wind.
Their gazes met in unison, the divine light in their eyes clashing in the void as though sparks would fly.
Under their intimidating gazes, the violent winds around them slowly settled.
Their battle intent had risen through the fighting to an extremely high threshold, and their auras poured outward involuntarily.
Under the pressure of their auras, the winds that had just settled gradually grew violent again. Wild as a song, they drove the tense atmosphere to another peak.
Battle hung by a thread, ready to erupt.
The two auras collided, pushing back and forth, utterly incompatible and showing no sign of easing.
Blood surged, battle intent overflowed, and the surroundings churned.
The battle began!
Madness filled their eyes as blood-red flames of energy rose around them, growing with the wind.
Blood energy slowly spread across the Dao Platform with the two at its centers, each like the heart of a vortex colliding with the other.
They pitted their blood energy against each other. That blazing vitality seemed to transform into thousands of troops and horses charging madly against one another in midair.
The burning air shrieked, releasing terrifying wails.
The clashing blood energy churned their surroundings wildly, filling the space with waves of scorching heat.
Neither yielded. After a brief stalemate, they swiftly withdrew the blood energy locked in opposition.
Yet this only made the deadlock more severe. Before the scorching sensation in the air had faded, a new battle began.
They exchanged a look across the distance and saw the burning fervor in each other's eyes. Neither spoke again. At this point, anything they said would only be wasted words.
"Treading Yin-Yang! Reversing the Eight Directions!"
"Instant Body! Limitless!"
They shouted almost simultaneously. The next instant, both vanished from where they stood, leaving only the dust they stirred up to tell the tale.
Their figures became two streaks of light, one black and one white, colliding endlessly in midair. They fought from the ground into the air, then from the air to the edge of the Dao Platform.
Their bodies occasionally slammed into the formation barrier with booming impacts, the tremendous force of their collisions sending ripples across its surface.
Their figures tumbled several times along the barrier. After exchanging a few more blows, they swiftly separated again.
Layers of ring-shaped shock waves formed as they burst through the space, trailing close behind them and adorning them with halos.
They looked like heavenly gods descended to earth, displaying their might and valor.
As their collisions grew more frequent, countless attacks clashed within just a few breaths. The ceaseless sounds piled upon one another until, in an instant, they seemed to disappear.
They created a soundless world, where only the light from their ceaseless collisions filled the entire space.
In their eyes, the whole world had fallen into a state without sound or color.
They saw nothing but each other's movements. All they could hear were their own heartbeats and their rapid breathing.
Their hands felt only the coldness of their weapons. They gripped them tightly as their battle intent continued to soar.
Thump, thump.
Their hearts beat powerfully, squeezing the blood within their chests and pumping fresh blood throughout their bodies, supplying an endless stream of energy.
Whoosh!
Shi Qingyun snapped open his fan, blocking the white disc swept toward him by Shi Yi. The white gust it stirred whipped his robes.
Shi Yi swiftly drew back his spear, changing his sweeping strike into a straight thrust as he attacked again.
The Silver Spear stabbed straight into the fan's surface, but the supple material held it firmly in place.
Shi Qingyun shifted his feet, twisted his body, and spun into a sweeping kick.
His kick struck the Silver Spear, bending it into a semicircle in an instant. The tremendous force slammed into Shi Yi, despite his firm two-handed grip.
Shi Yi still could not help retreating half a step. The Silver Spear in his hands quivered ceaselessly in the air, and even his hands were trembling.
Seeing this, Shi Qingyun rushed forward to his side and snapped his fan shut. Its pitch-black ribs gleamed with a metallic sheen as he swung it down with formidable force, the black fan seeming to cleave the sky.
It descended toward Shi Yi. Feeling the fierce wind rushing straight at his face, he hurriedly raised his trembling Silver Spear to block.
Clang!
The fan struck the Silver Spear, and Shi Qingyun exerted force through all five fingers.
Whoosh!
Like a peacock spreading its tail, the fan snapped open, tracing an arc through the air toward Shi Yi.
Sensing danger, Shi Yi hurriedly leaned backward, narrowly avoiding the fan that would have sliced his face.
Shi Qingyun pressed his advantage, sliding the fan along the Silver Spear toward the hands gripping its shaft.
Shi Yi swiftly released his grip on the Silver Spear to evade it.
Shi Qingyun had anticipated this. Red light instantly flared around his body, and he followed through with a swift sweeping kick, striking Shi Yi's waist and abdomen with ruthless precision.
Pfft!
Shi Yi's body instantly doubled over. A powerful current of air burst straight through behind his back, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was sent flying backward.
Clatter!
His Silver Spear flew out of his hands, spinning several times in midair before crashing heavily to the ground.
Shi Yi rolled several times across the ground before slowly coming to a stop.
Shi Qingyun snapped his fan shut with a swish, instantly restraining the sharp aura emanating from it.
He panted heavily, his body rising and falling as the blood-red flames of energy around him dissipated.
With his hair hanging loose, Shi Yi knelt on one knee and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The madness slowly faded from his eyes, and his aura faltered.
He slowly stood and raised his head to look at Shi Qingyun, a ripple of emotion entering his cold voice.
"So this is what defeat tastes like? It really leaves a foul taste!"
"But next time, I won't lose again!"
As his words fell, the enormous eye appeared behind him once more, and his blood essence began burning wildly.
The chains binding the enormous eye swayed ceaselessly.
Chapter 65: Heaven-Opening
Hearing Shi Yi's quiet murmur, Shi Qingyun grumbled inwardly: You still think there'll be a next time? Keep dreaming!
Runes flashed beneath his feet. Clutching his fan, he prepared to charge forward and press his advantage. Today, he was determined to kill Shi Yi here.
Just as he was about to pursue, violent fluctuations suddenly rippled through the void, forcing him to halt.
Looking up, he saw the enormous eye reappear in the void behind Shi Yi, while the chains across those enormous eyes rapidly shattered one after another.
The sound of breaking restraints echoed across the Ninth-Rank Dao Platform.
Waves of golden-red flames rose from Shi Yi's body, scorching the void above his head with repeated hissing sounds.
Within his body, the runes imprisoning his divine power gradually dimmed under the onslaught of his vast, roiling blood energy, their light flickering ceaselessly.
"Ah!"
He threw his head back and roared as Chains of Order swiftly appeared across his body.
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