NOVPUBWatching Nanmen Tianhong’s confident expression, Xu Zimei smiled.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Blade Intent of Wu Geng wrapped around his body, solid and sharp.
Xu Zimei casually waved his hand, and the Blade Intent transformed into a sword shadow floating in mid-air.
This sword shadow was over a dozen meters long, with sharp edges swirling around the blade.
As Xu Zimei swung his right hand, the sword shadow tore through the layered space at a speed so fast it was like a streak of light, heading straight for Nanmen Tianhong.
Seeing such power, Nanmen Tianhong spread his hands; the Spiritual Energy around him was multicolored.
The aura, like a rainbow, all converged in front of his chest, forming a defensive barrier.
When the sword shadow struck the barrier, a sizzling sound emitted.
Before Nanmen Tianhong could react, the sword shadow broke through the barrier, splitting it in two.
With a "boom," the sword shadow exploded within the pavilion, sending dust flying everywhere.
The space around was shattered completely.
The crowd looked towards the center of the dust, where Nanmen Tianhong’s figure gradually became visible.
Nanmen Tianhong’s gaze grew sharp as he looked at Xu Zimei; he slowly extended his right hand, revealing a trail of blood from his wrist.
He was stunned for a moment, then spoke to Xu Zimei, "You are quite impressive."
"The first move," Xu Zimei smiled and said calmly.
Then, he slowly drew the Tyrant Shadow from his back. The moment the Tyrant Shadow was drawn, a soaring blade momentum shot into the skies.
The firmament above the Vast Expanse Building seemed split open; the Tyrant Shadow hummed softly.
A tremendous Blade Intent permeated the entire second floor.
"Way of Inquiry, Deathly Silence of the Myriad Beings."
Between life and death, there lies great terror.
Xu Zimei often remembered this saying, and now the Blade Intent of the Tyrant Shadow began to change.
From nothingness, a breath of deathly quiet spread all around, void of any emotion.
It was as if it wished to destroy everything in the world.
The Blade Intent turned from its original invisible form to black.
The black Blade Intent blanketed the entire space, gathering overhead; it was like a torrent that threatened to devour everything.
The endless aura of deathly silence merged with the Blade Intent, as if Cang Tian had been punctured with a massive hole.
The Torrent poured down, a vast and mighty descent.
Underneath the rushing Torrent, everything ceased to exist.
Before the Torrent even touched ground, the lotuses in the nearby lake began to wither.
The fish grew weaker and weaker, eventually floating lifelessly on the surface.
The people below felt as if their very life force was rapidly draining away with the descent of the Torrent.
People’s faces changed drastically as they hurriedly employed their internal strength to counteract this force.
"What technique is this? How can it be so terrifying?"
"I have no idea, but thankfully, we are only around the edges. If that move was aimed at us, I fear our lives would have been drained before we even had a chance to resist."
...…
At this moment, Nanmen Tianhong was clearly not concerned with the discussions of others.
He watched the falling Torrent gravely, and then he shouted, "Eight Phases World."
At that moment, eight distinct "bangs" emanated from him, and eight different realms unfolded around him.
These realms each possessed a different mood and color.
He sat cross-legged at the center, as if he were the embodiment of all living things.
Eight distinct realms hovered around, with some people crying, some laughing, some indulging in pleasure, and some committing every evil act imaginable.
"Is this Nanmen Tianhong’s Eight Phases World?" someone beside murmured.
"Yes, it’s said that this is the technique he developed after observing and comprehending the ultimate arts of eight Great Emperors," someone said enviously.
"Well, he’s got the resources for it. Although Great Liang doesn’t have a Great Emperor, it’s on good terms with the other eight states.
The Nine States Domain is formidable precisely because the nine cities work together in harmony."
"True, but this young man opposite him is quite remarkable, too.
With just the second move, he pushed Nanmen Tianhong to use the Eight Phases.
You must know that in our Great Liang, Nanmen Tianhong has his pride, and he would never use his ultimate art until absolutely necessary."
When the Deathly Silence of the Myriad Beings descended from the firmament in a mighty downpour, Nanmen Tianhong’s Eight Phases World also burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
The Eight Phases World, shaped like rules, circled around and eventually seemed to engulf the Torrent like eight worlds swallowing it whole.
A "boom" exploded from within the Torrent.
Everyone felt the world before them shake, as if the entire world was about to fall apart.
The explosion was deafening, as if it could shatter eardrums.
At the moment the explosion spread, a supreme shockwave began to radiate outward from Nanmen Tianhong as its epicenter.
Some people were too slow to avoid it and were directly blasted away by the shockwave.
The pavilions on either side were all destroyed and collapsed, falling into the lake at the center.
The emerald-green lake rippled with waves, and the fish that had died in the water were also cast ashore.
In the space where Nanmen Tianhong stood, nearly all the space was torn apart.
As the dust settled, when everyone looked over in just a blink, 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖
they saw Nanmen Tianhong kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath heavily.
His white robe was torn in several places, and his hair was somewhat disheveled and scattered.
His face was covered in dust, and his pupils seemed unfocused, emptily half-kneeling there.
...…
"Saint Heir Nanmen," someone cried out in shock.
"This, the Saint Heir actually lost," someone said incredulously.
"Two moves," Xu Zimei said lightly.
"Who exactly are you?" Nanmen Tianhong stood up, his gaze fixed on Xu Zimei, he inquired.
"You don’t need to know that," Xu Zimei replied.
"Do you care to face the third move?
This third one, your Eight Phases World won’t be able to withstand it."
"No need, even if I withstand it, what then? I am inferior to you, and continuing would only bring more disgrace," Nanmen Tianhong fell silent for a moment before finally shaking his head.
"Then let’s adhere to our agreement," Xu Zimei said.
Nanmen Tianhong turned and glanced at the woman in red.
Instantly, Qingmu Xuan stepped forward and said, "Nanmen Tianhong, it’s not your place to meddle in the affairs of the Nine States Immortal Palace."
Before Qingmu Xuan could finish, a cry of "ah" rang out as the woman in red collapsed into a pool of blood.
Behind the woman in red, someone had been standing there and attacked her by surprise.
"You’re seeking death," Yue Yi, looking at the corpse before him as though he had gone mad, charged at the assailant.
The assailant did not resist, allowing Yue Yi’s Heavenly Sword to slaughter him beside the lake.
The crowd glanced at Nanmen Tianhong and felt a chill.
They did not recognize the attacker, and it didn’t take much to figure out that while Nanmen Tianhong was betting with Xu Zimei, he had actually prepared a backup plan.
