Chapter 655 - 664: The Two Join Forces

The black Seal Technique shot toward the Jade Pillar. As the two collided, the earth began to tremble violently. Countless surging waves of Primordial Qi erupted from the epicenter, blasting out in all directions.

THUD! THUD!

A low, deep sound rang out, spreading for hundreds of miles. The very ground beneath Wen Qingye’s feet buckled and collapsed from the aftershock.

A fierce look appeared on Qing Yun’s face. Suppressing the shock in his heart, he extended a finger again. A surging aura erupted from him, and the immense Primordial Qi could be felt even from hundreds of yards away.

At the same time, Qing Yue charged over, his speed like a flash of light. He threw a punch at Wen Qingye, the Fist Force leaving a trail of shockwaves in its wake.

The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi trembled violently. It was as if the two of them had sucked the surrounding Primordial Qi into a vacuum, causing it to vanish completely.

"Three Yangs Infinite Finger—Second Finger!"

"May Fist Technique!"

High above Wen Qingye, a massive, heaven-shattering Jade Pillar crashed down, seeming powerful enough to crush the world itself. It refracted countless rays of golden light, forcing the surrounding masters to retreat, their faces grim.

Staring at the Finger Technique, which was even more formidable than the last, Wen Qingye tightened his grip on his One Thought Sword. ’My Primordial Qi is too low to use another fused Seal Technique. I can only rely on the power of my sword to fight them both.’

With that thought, Wen Qingye continuously channeled the boundless purple Primordial Qi from his body into the One Thought Sword.

Instantly!

A brilliant purple glow erupted, and the One Thought Sword blazed like a purple sun. Its boundless, sharp power radiated outward.

A purple light flashed in Wen Qingye’s dark eyes as he swung his sword. A boundless, murderous aura seemed to billow from the blade.

"Fourteen Ways of Ghost and God Slaying!"

Stream after stream of purple Sword Aura shot out from the One Thought Sword. Like brilliant streaks of light across the sky, they charged unhesitatingly toward the Jade Pillar above.

But Wen Qingye didn’t stop after unleashing the Fourteen Ways of Ghost and God Slaying. He could feel Qing Yue’s Fist Force bearing down on him, and gripping his One Thought Sword tightly, he swung it once more.

The next moment!

The very sky seemed to tremble as countless glints of frigid light appeared. A chill shot through everyone present; some even felt as if their blood was freezing in their veins.

Cold!

An extreme cold!

With a swing of Wen Qingye’s sword, a colossal glacier seemed to manifest from the blade.

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat. They stared ahead, their eyes wide with utter disbelief.

An ice-blue torrent surged across the heavens as countless streams of frigid energy poured down. An endless, dazzling blue light radiated from behind Wen Qingye.

"Cold Ice Sword Technique, Fifth Sword—Cold River Descent!"

A cold glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s eyes as he fiercely swung his sword. The boundless glacier seemed to surge forth from the blade’s edge, its power magnificent and immense.

The majestic glacier crashed unhesitatingly toward the meteorite-like Fist Force.

BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of two titanic impacts thundered through the air. For a moment, the world fell silent. Everyone stared, stunned, at the rapidly approaching shockwave, their expressions turning to horror.

"Run! Quick!"

"Oh no, this place is about to collapse!"

.......

Countless panicked shouts erupted as everyone’s faces paled. They turned and fled in a desperate scramble.

The massive shockwave, like a tidal surge, swept out in all directions, instantly pulverizing the surrounding pavilions and trees.

A massive cloud of dust and smoke rose, shrouding the entire Heaven-Burying Sect headquarters in a thick haze.

Even Tian Youwei and Yue Mingzhu ceased their fight, standing in the distance and staring at the mushroom cloud that billowed into the sky, unable to suppress their astonishment.

The surroundings fell so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Who won? The experts from Taiyi Hall, or Wen Qingye?"

"Is Wen Qingye dead?"

"Against two experts at the Sixth Heaven of Life and Death Realm working together... I don’t think it’s possible for Wen Qingye to have survived."

........

The countless masters gathered around frowned, gazing at the thick, yellow smoke ahead and whispering amongst themselves.

But in the next instant, the sound of exploding Primordial Qi once again assaulted their ears, making their hearts pound in their chests.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

"Gods, Wen Qingye isn’t dead!" one of the masters cried out, unable to contain his excitement as he pointed toward the source of the rumbling.

The endless dust cloud was blown away by successive shockwaves, and at that moment, three figures rapidly emerged from within the haze.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Qing Yue, Qing Yun, and Wen Qingye gradually became visible in the slowly clearing dust.

The three were moving at such high speeds that an ordinary expert at the Fourth Heaven of Life and Death Realm couldn’t track their movements at all, only able to see the constant flickering of their afterimages.

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, his sword a blur as he swung it again and again. Countless streams of Sword Aura erupted from his One Thought Sword, slashing toward the two in front of him.

The sleeve of his left arm was in tatters, and a trickle of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground. His injuries clearly weren’t light.

Qing Yue and Qing Yun, however, seemed much better off. Flanking Wen Qingye, they charged, thrusting their palms out repeatedly. A torrent of surging Primordial Qi erupted, instantly pulverizing Wen Qingye’s Sword Aura.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Wen Qingye was forced back, step by step, his arm numb from the force of the impacts.

Many onlookers could now clearly see the state of the battle, and a chill went down their spines. Wen Qingye was clearly a spent force; it looked as if he could be killed by the pair at any moment.

Seeing this, Yue Mingzhu quickly disengaged from her fight with Tian Youwei and retreated several steps. A cold dread filled her heart. ’This is bad,’ she thought, ’I’m afraid Wen Qingye can’t last for even one more hour.’

A sinister smile touched Tian Youwei’s lips. "Hmph," he snorted. "Arrogant brat. He was bound to pay the price for his pride eventually. And that price is death."

"Our fight isn’t over yet."

Tian Youwei muttered, his eyes fixed on Yue Mingzhu. Stomping a foot on the ground, he charged at her again.

"A petty clown is still a petty clown, unable to take a single hit."

Watching Wen Qingye fall back again and again, the cold light in Qing Yue’s eyes intensified. He showed no mercy, unleashing punch after punch. The boundless waves of Primordial Qi grew stronger with each attack.

Wen Qingye was driven back dozens of yards, and he was still retreating.

"Wen Qingye, die!"