Seeing that nearly all the cultivators had fled, the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master and Gu Yongchun naturally stopped suppressing their strength and transformed into two streaks of light that shot toward the horizon!
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
The two fought fiercely, neither able to break away, and even the firmament trembled from their battle.
The azure sky was completely covered by the streaks of light their fierce battle produced. Countless cultivators craned their necks but still could not see what was happening within the battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
Another series of attacks poured down, quite a few landing directly within the bounds of Saint King Yunteng's Tomb.
Hum...
Saint King Yunteng's Tomb trembled. A golden light shone, followed by countless saint-grade spells lighting up to withstand the shock waves of their attacks.
Elsewhere, Lin Yu had also been keeping a close eye on the activity around Saint King Yunteng's Tomb. Others could not see the battle between Gu Yongchun and the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master clearly, but that was no difficulty for Lin Yu.
"That presence is very interesting." Lin Yu's gaze fell on the wisps of black mist around Gu Yongchun. The black mist resembled both liquid and gas, and seemed like spiritual power yet unlike it, with traces of aggression contained within.
In terms of strength, the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master was undoubtedly stronger than Gu Yongchun. Yet Gu Yongchun could still hold his own in this battle, and half of that was thanks to the strange black mist.
What a pity. With my current permissions, I can't calculate anything outside Hongmeng Mountain. Otherwise, I'd divine Gu Yongchun's detailed data, no matter what, Lin Yu thought with some regret.
Still, it's time to make a ranking for the entire human race. Focusing only on the Eastern Wasteland is rather dull.
The key now is to spread the Primordial Hall's name and raise its level to the next tier as soon as possible!
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
"Hm?" As Gu Yongchun and the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master fought, Lin Yu noticed something amiss. "Now they're in trouble."
No sooner had Lin Yu spoken than a sudden change occurred over there!
Many people seemed to have forgotten that although Saint King Yunteng's Tomb contained Saint King Yunteng's legacy, he had been dead for at least a thousand years. Even if there was a seal on it, it had long since become terribly fragile.
The seal on Saint King Yunteng's Tomb had certainly suffered one calamity after another.
First, it had helped Cui Ranqing and Ancestor Qingyan withstand two lightning tribulations. Then it had been caught up in the battle between Gu Yongchun and the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master. The seal had long since become terribly fragile.
And that was not even what worried Lin Yu most. He could see a terrifying force gathering inside Saint King Yunteng's Tomb, seemingly about to explode!
This was a Saint King's tomb. The power contained within was beyond what ordinary people could imagine. If it exploded, never mind the two Saint Kings currently locked in fierce combat-even half the Eastern Wasteland would be taken out with them!
Normally, Gu Yongchun and the Cloud Heavens Pavilion Master could easily have noticed this situation. But now, the two were fighting fiercely in midair and could not spare themselves for anything else, so naturally, they had no time to attend to the changes in Saint King Yunteng's Tomb.
Watching the two locked in their fierce struggle, Lin Yu nearly died of anger.
"What a pair of unlucky bastards! They've been fighting for ages without knowing to be a little more careful! When something goes wrong, I'm the one who has to wipe their asses. Damn it!"
Having to intervene this time made Lin Yu extremely unhappy, but he had no choice.
After all, the half of the Eastern Wasteland that would explode included the locations of the Primordial Hall and Primordial City!
Above Saint King Yunteng's Tomb, Gu Yongchun was still battling the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master, while countless cultivators had already retreated a thousand miles away.
This distance was just right. Any closer, and they might get caught up in the battle; any farther, and they would be too far from Saint King Yunteng's Tomb, making it harder to enter.
Countless cultivators employed their various methods, trying to see the battle clearly.
Thus, many failed to notice a phantom figure appearing on the distant horizon, one every cultivator in the Eastern Wasteland would find familiar.
Crack...
Lin Yu turned the Primordial Compass, mercilessly raising the pressure straight to a hundred thousand times its normal strength. Azure light instantly spread outward.
The sky filled with Demonic Qi was instantly suppressed and became clear again. Once the clouds and mist dispersed, two rather bedraggled figures were revealed in the firmament.
Gu Yongchun and the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master looked toward Lin Yu in disbelief. What exactly had happened? Why had this person suddenly intervened?
And why was he so powerful that he could suppress them both in an instant?
"Who goes there!" The Nine Heavens Pavilion Master's expression darkened considerably, and he immediately tried to resist the pressure and force himself upright.
"Hmph." Lin Yu snorted coldly and turned the compass. A hundred and twenty thousand times the spiritual pressure!
"Urgh!" The Nine Heavens Pavilion Master gave a muffled groan of pain, but still maintained his defiant expression. "You're courting death!"
"A hundred and fifty thousand times the spiritual pressure!"
This time, the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master was thoroughly flattened, unable to move at all.
Not only the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master, but Gu Yongchun beside him was also enduring a hundred and fifty thousand times the spiritual pressure.
"Hall Master, I didn't say anything!" Gu Yongchun spoke with some grievance. As a native of the Eastern Wasteland, how could he fail to recognize the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall?
Gu Yongchun's voice carried traces of grievance, making him look utterly pitiful. Even his usually smiling eyes had turned sorrowful.
Heaven and earth could bear witness-he had done nothing at all!
He had merely acted to teach that blind old fool from the Nine Heavens Pavilion a lesson. Ultimately, it had been to defend their Eastern Wasteland, so why had the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall suddenly descended from the sky and attacked them both?
"Just who are you?" The Nine Heavens Pavilion Master was still struggling.
"A hundred and sixty thousand times the spiritual pressure!"
"Urgh!" Gu Yongchun also cried out in agony, his eyes nearly bulging into circles. Turning his head, he glared fiercely at the Nine Heavens Pavilion Master beside him, who did not know what was good for him, and spoke without a shred of courtesy.
"Old fool, shut your mouth! If you dare say one more word, I swear I'll fight your Nine Heavens Pavilion to the death!"
Gu Yongchun had to all but grit his teeth to get that entire sentence out. The immense spiritual pressure was nearly flattening him!
The Nine Heavens Pavilion Master: "..."
At last, silence fell between heaven and earth, but Gu Yongchun's expression remained full of grievance.
What sin had he committed to deserve such rotten luck!
He had only intended to teach Su Bowen of the Nine Heavens Pavilion a lesson. How could he have expected the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall to suddenly appear?
And why was the man dealing with him as well? Weren't they on the same side at a time like this?
Gu Yongchun could not make sense of it, no matter how hard he thought.