A Sky Full of Bright Light, a Tower's Blade
As Chu Tianshu stood up, a sudden sense of alertness washed over him.
Given his temperament, he should have attacked halfway through that nonsense, instead of just sitting there listening for so long.
"Fall!!"
At the same time, the smile on the face of the Ancestor Qianyang vanished, replaced by an imposing aura, and a single syllable exploded from his mind.
The sky suddenly brightened.
An enormous sphere of white light suddenly appeared in the sky, less than a hundred feet above the ground.
The edge of the sphere compresses the air, instantly creating a visible layer of wind resistance, demonstrating an incredibly powerful impact force.
The shadows of all the buildings in the entire Duke Yi's Mansion became extremely short under the illumination of this white sphere of light.
Everyone, whether inside or outside, looked up at the same time, almost feeling as if they were facing the sphere directly, facing annihilation.
From the moment he arrived, Ancestor Qianyang transformed into Chu Tianshu's appearance, which led to a conversation where he revealed his true feelings.
Unbeknownst to him, he used his extremely profound mental cultivation to suppress the hostility of Dream-Eating Marquis and others, and even delayed Chu Tianshu's killing intent.
His real purpose is to disrupt this environment.
When the Yanxia Mind Power on the Heavenly Ranking was directed into this environment, it became even more colorless and intangible, making it difficult to detect.
When he needed to launch an attack, a thought aligned with his, instantly transforming the illusion into reality, unleashing a close-range critical strike.
At this moment, this white sphere of light is actually a combination of over a hundred names from the Ancient Heavenly Ranking and dozens of names from the current Heavenly Ranking, all supplying it with energy.
Once it hits, the ground will shake violently for miles around, cracking the earth and destroying houses.
The Star Gazing Tower where Chu Tianshu was located was the tallest building in the Duke's Mansion.
This is also the first target that this sphere intends to destroy.
However, as soon as the white light sphere appeared, Chu Tianshu took flight.
He was on the seventh floor of the Star Gazing Tower, with only the rooftop above him. As he leaped up, he raised his right hand high and slammed it against the crossbeam.
The roof of the observatory was completely detached from its supporting pillars.
Held up by Chu Tianshu, it flew rapidly upwards and deliberately crashed into the large white ball of light.
Boom!!!!
Compared to that sphere of light, the top of the observatory also appears narrow and flimsy.
However, with Chu Tianshu providing support, the collision between the two caused the top of the Star Gazing Tower to shake violently, but the overall framework remained intact.
Chu Tianshu's left hand also struck the roof beam with lightning speed.
With a deafening roar, all the tiles shot upwards, scattering and colliding into the large white sphere of light.
Each tile, the moment it entered the machine, had most of its volume worn away, but the remaining part became increasingly shiny and bluish-green with each wear, resembling a blade.
A scene of rapid, explosive advance, like being slashed a thousand times.
Like a blue firework slowly exploding within a large mass of gel.
The instant the "fireworks" broke through the boundary of the "gel"—the instant the white sphere of light disintegrated into fragments—was the moment they broke apart.
"What a swift blade! Is it from the Demonic Sect of the Outer Pass?!"
As the Ancestor Qianyang spoke these words, he suddenly took a step back.
A golden needle was stuck in the spot where he had just been standing.
Then there's Lan Ziya, wielding a wooden whip, who cuts through the air and strikes. The moment his feet touch the ground, a sharp light flashes in his old eyes, and his long beard exudes a sense of power.
He swung the hard whip in his hand in an astonishing arc, striking the tiny golden needle.
That golden needle contained a large amount of the "Dream-Savoring Divine Art Skill," seemingly real yet illusory, which was why it was able to withstand the immense force of Lan Ziya's whip.
The two Heavenly Ranking ten masters on the Heavenly Rankings concentrated their power into a single golden needle.
The lethality of this needle is self-evident.
The Ancestor Qianyang's eyes were still on Chu Tianshu when he suddenly raised his left hand.
His left hand, simply by being placed there, somehow evoked a certain feeling.
Just like this hand, it is also "looking at people," judging people, scrutinizing, criticizing, and pondering.
This person's mental cultivation was so abundant that even a single hand seemed to possess complete thinking ability.
When the thumb and middle finger of this hand suddenly pinched and held the gold needle.
The Dream-Eating Marquis almost thought that the hand was speaking to him.
"The greatness of the mind lies in the fact that, starting with imagination, it can drive various forces until it achieves reality."
"Your Dream-Savoring Divine Art is inconsistent; sometimes it's real, sometimes it's fake, you keep going back and forth, indecisive, and it makes no sense."
Whether he had truly said it in an instant or it was just his imagination, the Dream-Eating Marquis was momentarily unsure.
But he knew clearly that he had just coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Because the Dream-Savoring Divine Art within the golden needle was reversed.
Originally, the "advancement" of the golden needle was real, targeting the Ancestor Qianyang; everything else was illusory.
At this moment, the "advancement" of the golden needle became an illusion, while its retreat became the reality.
The Ancestor Qianyang's left hand, in the blink of an eye, clenched and released.
The golden needle suddenly stopped, reversed direction, and shot back the way it came.
The needle's tail struck Lan Ziya's hard whip, causing him to tremble violently and stagger backward.
Woohoo!!!!!
Just as Lan Ziya staggered and shifted position, a colossal object arrived with a roar, blocking the view of the Ancestor Qianyang directly in front of him.
It's Chu Tianshu.
He threw the rooftop, now devoid of tiles, directly at us.
The entire hardwood frame of the roof is still intact, but after losing all the tiles, it looks incomplete and utterly devastated.
It's quite unusual that something like that could be thrown so fast.
Chu Tianshu applied the secrets of "Mountain Collapse Combat Calculation and Sever Mountains and Extinguish Waters" to the roof frame, temporarily filling every defect that would appear when the roof was exposed to wind.
So, when such a large building breaks the sound barrier and pushes aside the air...
It flowed smoothly, like a water droplet cast from steel, flying into the sea.
Resistance still exists, but everything has been calculated to the minimum, resulting in the greatest speed impact.
"You calculated that fast?!"
Upon Qianyang couldn't help but furrow his brows, like two earthworms about to wrinkle their skin.
Fortunately, his eyes never left Chu Tianshu, and he managed to flick his whisk in time to avoid being hit.
The snow-white, soft silk, fluffy as clouds, was suddenly propelled to the corner of the rooftop. The fluffy whisk contained immense power, dissipating the force of the impact.
With a flick of his wrist, the whisk spun in a circle.
The enormous rooftop, like a floorboard about to be overturned, began to show signs of flipping over.
Despair!!
Chu Tianshu landed on the ground and grabbed the corner of the eaves at the back of the roof with his right hand.
The two of them were positioned diagonally opposite each other on the rooftop.
As soon as Chu Tianshu grabbed the eaves, he raised his eyebrows, and with a swift motion, as if wielding a cleaver, he chopped down.
That rooftop is where his knife lies.
Qianyang was momentarily at a loss as to where to put his whisk. He was so skilled with this whisk that he could handle all eighteen kinds of weapons in the martial world and the seventy-two kinds of firearms of the Divine Machine Battalion.
Even if ten or eight rooftops were to fall at him all at once, he could easily deflect them with the whisk in his hand.
However, a rooftop can truly be used like a peerless divine sword.
Of all his whisk-wielding techniques, not a single one was applicable.
Qianyang, retreat quickly.
Dust off, then let go.
Chu Tianshu's "sword" missed its mark. The blade stopped just before it reached the ground and continued to move forward.
The rooftop is a knife, and the corner is the knife's tip.
The swordsman charged forward like a raging torrent, pushing his massive sword all the way.
The momentum Divine Intent of this strike, the force of Chu Tianshu's every step forward.
This creates a consistent and unchangeable lock-in.
Although Ancestor Qianyang was able to dodge the blade, he could only dodge backwards; if he moved to the left or right, he had a premonition that he would be struck.
In the blink of an eye, their trajectory had already cleaved through half of the Duke's mansion, barged into the Transcendent Preceptor and Chancellor, and cut off a piece of the Ministry of War's residence.
Chu Tianshu had already planned ahead regarding the location of the Duke Yi, since he intended to stay there.
After breaching several noble residences, the two had already broken through the city walls.
However, this was only because they moved too quickly, not because Ancestor Qianyang had been at a disadvantage for too long.
In fact, up to this point, Chu Tianshu's blade has not actually touched Qianyang.
As we left the city walls, the green hills and clear waters outside the city came into view.
Ancestor Qianyang held his palms together in front of his chest, and a bright pearl suddenly appeared between his palms.
The pearl, originally only the size of a fist, seemed to change six or seven times in the blink of an eye.
With each transformation, it grows larger, becoming more solid and purer.
On the Heavenly Ranking, all the ancient and modern names he had studied seemed to gain power from him in the unseen world.
His research on the Heavenly Ranking was indeed profound; even when Chu Tianshu borrowed power, there were obvious images of colorful fire pillars.
The more urgently he borrowed the power, the faster the power of the Heavenly Ranking circulated, becoming seemingly invisible and intangible as it gathered around him.
The bright white pearl, high in the sky, was forcefully pushed by two large hands, heading straight for the knife on the rooftop!