Obstruction

Su Yao.

He concealed his entire aura with the Great Yin Feather Robe, even the traces of his second Divine Ability, "Color Pierces the Thoroughfare," were layered and obscured by the power of Greater Yin. His whole being was like a silent undercurrent, quietly approaching the battlefield.

A glint of light flashed in Yang Xiu's eyes.

Su Yao did not make a move immediately.

He slightly raised his right hand, and a plain white longsword silently slid out from his sleeve. Zhengji had already been taken by the True Lord, and now he held another Spirit Treasure sword, Autumn Steed. The sword was as white as moonlight frost, and a clear sword light was faintly visible at the tip.

With his left hand Hand Seals, he simultaneously summoned the Vermilion Brightness Sword and the Autumn Steed Sword. The two Spirit Treasure- grade magic swords, one on the left and one on the right, moved silently from the depths of the Great Void like two shooting stars.

Vermilion Brightness Sword aimed directly at the white-robed man's Gold-Splitting Seal. The Balmy Wind heat pierced the sun like a rainbow, slicing the massive white body of the Gold-Splitting Seal away with a single strike. Autumn Steed Sword, on the other hand, slashed at the short, plump woman's Scripture-Containing Scroll. Its sword light was as clear as water, pinning the yellow-green book to the void. The Scripture-Containing Scroll let out a mournful "hiss" as its pages shattered inch by inch.

The man in white and the short, plump woman were both jolted. Their Spirit Treasure were damaged, and their expressions changed drastically. They had no choice but to distract themselves and retrieve their Spirit Treasure.

The man in red narrowed his eyes and abruptly turned around.

Who goes there!

Su Yao did not answer.

His figure slowly emerged from the Great Void, his white robes fluttering in the wind, and the Greater Yin energy gradually receded, revealing his aloof face.

A clear, faint sword light flickered between his brows, like the quietest ray of light before dawn.

"Qixia Temple, Su Yao."

His voice was not loud, yet it resonated through the Great Void like the sound of a sword.

The man in red's expression turned completely grim. He sensed the aura emanating from Su Yao, that Sword Intent —extremely still, extremely clear, and extremely sharp, like the quietest ray of light before dawn—yet it made his Spirit Platform tighten.

"The Purple Mansion First Divine Ability?" he probed.

Su Yao did not answer. His aura was indeed at the Purple Mansion First Divine Ability Perfection, completely different from Yang Xiu's Purple Mansion Second Divine Ability. However, that clear Sword Intent made the red-clothed man's heart alarm bells ring.

The sharpness of that Sword Intent far exceeded the level that normal Sword Intent should have.

"Let's go," the man in red suddenly said, his voice extremely fast.

The man in white and the short, plump woman were both startled.

"Who let you leave?"

Su Yao's voice suddenly turned cold.

He raised his right hand, Autumn Steed Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. The tip of the sword suddenly shone with a clear and bright light, like the first ray of light piercing the darkness at dawn.

At the same time, he put away Vermilion Radiance, made a hand Hand Seals with his left hand, and unleashed the Divine Ability "Rosy Cloud Feather Wanderer". Layers of rosy light surrounded him, with black feathers as the base and rosy light as the pattern, enveloping his entire body in a dazzling and sharp halo.

"Zilin." Su Yao didn't turn his head, his voice extremely fast, "Go help Mo Li and Xuan Yan, stop those eight people, don't let a single one in."

Upon hearing this, Zilin quickly closed his Purple Gauze Umbrella and sheathed his longsword. Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly moved, his Purple Qi billowing like smoke, and rushed towards the battle group behind him.

She didn't even glance at Su Yao.

When he arrived, she began to believe him.

"Yang Xiu." Su Yao's gaze fell on the man in red, his voice steady, "The man in white and that old woman are yours. This Purple Mansion Middle Stage..."

He paused, then slowly raised the Autumn Steed Sword, its tip pointing directly at the man in red.

"Leave it to me."

Yang Xiu didn't ask any more questions, only nodded heavily. He shook his golden bell, and a dark gray-purple Profound Qi enveloped his body. He turned around and rushed straight at the white-robed man and the short, fat woman. The crack on his Golden Armor Robe flickered, completely dispelling the aftershocks of "Resounding White Sound" and "Hidden Scripture Pavilion".

The battlefield was cut in two in an instant.

Su Yao faced the man in red, Yang Xiu faced the man in white and the short, plump woman, and Zilin, Ying Qi, Mo Li, and Xuan Yan faced the eight Demon Cultivator.

Seeing Su Yao step forward alone, the man in red narrowed his phoenix eyes and slowly rotated the Crimson Sun Pendant in his hand, the aura of the Li Fire Blaze surging like a tide. He had just been forced back several miles by Yang Xiu's Great Yang Killing Light, and although his expression was grim, his aura was rising inch by inch.

"Master of Qixia Temple, Purple Mansion First Divine Ability, dares to face me alone?" He sneered, his crimson longsword "Sweep Away Remaining Ashes" held horizontally before his chest, flame patterns lighting up one by one on its blade. "Yang Xiu is at least a second- Divine Ability; do you think you can rely on this Sword Intent alone?"

Su Yao did not answer.

With a flick of his left hand, Vermilion Radiance reappeared in his grasp, the two swords crossed, their tips pointing directly at the man in red. Nine fiery patterns blazed on Vermilion Brightness Sword, while Autumn Steed Sword exuded a pure white aura of Fu Water, like moonlight condensed into frost. The two Spirit Treasure- grade immortal swords, one fire and one water, one hard and one soft.

"Just two spirit swords?" The red-robed man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, then his sneer deepened. "No matter how many Spirit Treasure you have, it depends on your cultivation level to unleash their full potential. You're only at the Purple Mansion First Divine Ability; how much power can you actually unleash?"

Su Yao remained silent.

The next moment, Divine Ability unleashed his full power of the divine ability "Rosy Cloud Feather Wanderer". His body radiated a burst of light, like a ten-thousand-foot-long brocade cascading down, layer upon layer, dazzling and magnificent. The light did not slash or cut, but spread out like a Heavenly Net, enveloping the Great Void within a radius of several miles. Su Yao flicked his finger, and the light suddenly contracted, transforming into an extremely thin and bright ray of light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, directly stabbing at the face of the man in red.

The man in red snorted coldly upon seeing this, and his Crimson Sun Pendant suddenly lit up, forming a layer of crimson fire curtain in front of him. The rainbow pierced through the fire curtain, exploding into countless fragments of light, shattering the fire curtain inch by inch, but the rainbow light was also dimmed by the Li Fire.

"Is that all you've got?" The man in red sneered, his crimson sword "Sweep Away Remaining Ashes" already aimed at Su Yao's face.

Su Yao's figure blurred, enveloped in rosy light, and he retreated several feet. The "Sweep Away Remaining Ashes" sword light grazed his side and slashed into the void, leaving a Great Void mark on the void several miles away.

The next moment, Su Yao waved his hands, and the Vermilion Brightness Sword and the Autumn Steed Sword moved simultaneously.

Vermilion Brightness Sword descended from above, the Balmy Wind heat and humid wind pouring down like a rainbow, aiming straight for the red-clad man's crown; Autumn Steed Sword descended from below, its clear light spreading like moonlight, aiming straight for the red-clad man's waist and abdomen. The two swords struck together, one above and one below, blocking the red-clad man's escape routes to the left and right.

The man in red's phoenix eyes turned cold, and his figure suddenly exploded, transforming into a sky full of crimson flames. His twin swords slashed into the sea of Li Fire the ocean, stirring up towering waves of fire before falling silent again.

But this was the moment Su Yao had been waiting for.

He raised his right hand, and a seven-colored rainbow light quietly lit up at the tip of his finger.

At first it was like a bean, then like a stream, and then like a waterfall.

A rainbow of light shot up from his fingertips, piercing straight into the depths of the Great Void. Within that rainbow light, countless colors intertwined, each layer flowing, permeating, and connecting, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, or ten thousand paths converging into a thoroughfare. Wherever the rainbow light passed, the Central Plains the Great Void was illuminated, penetrated, and clarified inch by inch.

"Color Pierces the Thoroughfare!"

Su Yao's voice echoed through the Great Void.

The rainbow light pierced straight into the sea of fire formed by the man in red. The sea of fire, illuminated by the rainbow light, melted away inch by inch, like thin ice meeting the sun. Within the rainbow light, hundreds of murderous intent lurked simultaneously, and hundreds of pathways were simultaneously laid out. A single rainbow light was a Heavenly Net; a single ray of light was a thoroughfare to the heavens.

The man in red's expression changed drastically.

He finally saw it clearly. Su Yao had forced him to turn into fire with a combined attack of the two swords just now, precisely for this moment. He transformed into a sea of fire to dodge the two swords, but in doing so, he also turned himself into a shapeless, living target. And the rainbow light of "Color Pierces the Thoroughfare" was precisely the nemesis of the sea of fire.

The rainbow light pierced the sea of fire, like a knife cutting into rotten wood.

The sea of fire was forcibly cleaved open, and the red-clad man tumbled out of the flames. A long tear appeared in his crimson robe, and blood gushed from the wound. His face was deathly pale, and his phoenix eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Second Divine Ability... you've actually already..."

Su Yao gave him no chance to catch his breath.

With a flick of his right hand, the Autumn Steed Sword returned to his grasp. The sword's blade was pure white, like moonlight condensed into frost, and a point of clear sword light burst forth from its tip, like the quietest ray of light before dawn, silently aiming straight for the red-clad man's brow.

This sword strike is the "Crimson Dawn Unstained Night-Illuminating Clear Light Sword".

The sword light was extremely fine, extremely still, and extremely clear, like the quietest ray of light before dawn, yet it was sharp to the extreme. As soon as the Sword Intent was released, the Great Void energy within a radius of several miles suddenly froze, as if it had been pressed down by an invisible hand.

The man in red's pupils suddenly contracted.

He sensed the Sword Intent. There was no trace of killing intent in that Sword Intent, only a pure and ultimate "penetration". It was as if everything in front of it would be illuminated, penetrated, and cut off.

He couldn't block that sword strike.

But just as the Sword Intent was about to touch the red-clad man's brow!

A beam of earthy yellow light suddenly descended.

The light was like the earth turning upside down, like the eyes of an emperor, like a celestial being standing alone in the world. It appeared out of thin air in front of the Autumn Steed Sword, like a thick earthen wall, forcefully blocking the clear sword light.

"Zheng!"

The Sword Intent struck the earthen yellow light wall, exploding into countless fragments. The light wall shattered inch by inch, but the Sword Intent was also forcibly deflected, grazing the red-clad man's cheek and slicing into the void, leaving a deep white mark on the Great Void several miles away.

Taking advantage of this opening, the man in red retreated several miles.

Where the earthen yellow light wall shattered, a blurry figure slowly emerged. The person was surrounded by the radiance of Wu Earth energy, with five-colored smoke swirling around them. Their face was indistinct, but the pressure emanating from them caused the entire Great Void to slump slightly.

"Enough." The voice wasn't loud, yet it echoed through the Great Void like a divine decree. "This person is still useful; he must not be killed."

Su Yao's expression suddenly turned cold.

He recognized the aura.

The sword strike was blocked just now, and the Sword Intent on the Autumn Steed Sword was actually shattered by three-tenths by the radiance of the Wu Earth.

The sheer power of this energy far surpasses that of the Purple Mansion.

"As the king commands, Your Majesty must not leave the valley now!" Su Yao's voice was low and deep.

The blurry figure did not answer, but only turned its gaze to the man in red. The man in red had retreated several miles away, his face pale and his body covered in blood. Although the Sword Intent of that sword strike had been blocked, the aftershocks had still severely injured him.

"Let's go," the voice said to the man in red.

The man in red gritted his teeth, said nothing, and transformed into a streak of crimson light, fleeing towards the northern horizon. Seeing the situation was dire, the man in white and the short, plump woman also activated their own escape lights and followed closely behind.

Su Yao wanted to pursue her.

He moved, but the blurry figure only raised its hand slightly.

A wall of earthen yellow light appeared out of thin air in front of Su Yao, like an insurmountable chasm. On the wall of light, one could vaguely see the phantoms of the vast land and hundreds of millions of people, unfolding like a landscape painting.

Su Yao unleashed a sword strike.

The Autumn Steed Sword struck the wall of light, exploding into countless fragments. But the wall of light remained unmoved, instead dissolving his Sword Intent layer by layer, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"Abbot of Qixia Temple," the voice spoke slowly, its tone devoid of emotion, "This man cannot be harmed. You have already taken half his life today; that is enough."

Su Yao sheathed his sword and stood there, his gaze icy.

He gazed at the blurry figure, then at the three streaks of light receding into the northern sky, and after a moment of silence, slowly spoke:

"May I ask, Your Excellency, was this demon arranged by you?"

The blurry figure did not answer.

The radiant light of Proclaiming Earth dissipated slowly, like the breath of the earth, leaving only a faint, earthy yellow lingering echo in the Great Void. The sound came from afar, as if descending from beyond the heavens:

You'll find out in time.

Su Yao stood in the Great Void, the Sword Intent on the Autumn Steed Sword slowly receding, while the clear sword light between his brows still swirled slightly.

In the distance, Yang Xiu, Zilin, Ying Qi, Mo Li, Xuan Yan had already repelled all eight Demon Cultivator. The group was rushing towards them.

Zilin was the first to arrive.

She immediately noticed the Autumn Steed Sword in Su Yao's hand, and the lingering trace of Wu Earth on its tip. Her expression changed slightly, and she quickly stepped forward:

"Su Yao, what was that just now...?"

Su Yao put the two swords into his Storage Bag before saying:

"The reincarnation of True Lord."

Zilin's expression darkened upon hearing this.

"They're gone?"

"They're gone." Su Yao looked towards the confluence of the two rivers in the mortal realm, where the three-colored light curtain of Proclaiming Earth still stood, its earthen-yellow light slowly awakening like an ancient behemoth. "But this matter is not over."

He paused, turned to look at Zilin, and his gaze lingered for a moment on her slightly pale face and the line of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Are you badly injured?

Zilin shook her head, about to speak, when she saw Su Yao take out a purple-patterned jade bottle from his sleeve. With a casual tilt, a pill with a bluish-red hue hovered steadily in front of her.

"Take it." Su Yao's voice was not loud, but it brooked no refusal.

Zilin looked at the pill, then at Su Yao's calm and composed face, and suddenly smiled.

She reached out and took the pill, saying softly:

"Good."

In the Great Void, inspiration flows silently, like the wind.

In the distance, Yang Xiu, Ying Qi, and the others had already arrived. Yang Xiu's gaze swept between Su Yao and Zilin, and the corners of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly before quickly disappearing.

Su Yao glanced at everyone and slowly spoke:

"Green Nuo, the matter of Proclaiming Earth requires the decree of the higher-ups."

Everyone agreed in unison.

Several streaks of light shot up one after another, rushing towards Qingnuo Mountain.

Great Void, amidst the lingering afterglow of the dissipating Proclaiming Earth light, a pair of invisible eyes watched the five streaks of light disappear into the distance, before slowly closing them after a long while.

There is a word cloud:

A single sword pierces the rainbow, all paths converge, and the clear light of dawn illuminates the Great Void.

Entangled in karmic chains, his golden armor cracked; beneath the Purple Gauze Umbrella, fire burned like mud.

Proclaiming Earth suddenly appeared and blocked the way, but True Lord's words caused the demon to vanish.

Do not say that the heavenly road has not yet unfolded; tomorrow, its Caiche the nine heavens.