Chapter 803: 819
The aura erupting from Ding Dian was truly too terrifying; everyone nearby, including the Jade Pool Holy Lord, turned pale.
Elder Jian and the others hurriedly took Hua Youyue and the rest away, looking at the Jade Pool Holy Lord with serious expressions, “Holy Lord, what’s your confidence level?”
In response to Elder Jian’s question, the Jade Pool Holy Lord pondered for a moment before saying, “This old man has a fifty percent assurance of not losing, yet not a shred of assurance that I can defeat Ding Dian, for the Taoist details within him are simply too strong.”
The Jade Pool Holy Lord, who was also a powerhouse at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Circulation Phase, nearly capable of transcending this class, had only fifty percent confidence in maintaining an undefeated stance. This statement, which sounded as if the two were evenly matched, essentially equated to the Jade Pool Holy Lord’s defeat.
If one could only guarantee not to lose, then defeat was merely a matter of time, depending on who could endure the longest.
In fact, in the battle between powerhouses at the level of the Jade Pool Holy Lord and the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, victory or defeat could not be determined in a short period. It depended on the factors of time, geographic advantage, and harmony of people; whoever could utilize the power of the surrounding heaven and earth more skillfully would emerge victorious.
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As for Yang Zhen facing the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, how confident was he that he could remain undefeated?
Everyone looked at the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord with faces full of uncertainty; it wasn’t time to speculate what Yang Zhen could do anymore. Instead, everyone was guessing how Yang Zhen would die.
Just as people had discussed, after Ding Dian’s arrival, Yang Zhen could hardly even move. The overpowering aura, the envelopment of Taoist details, and the formidable momentum had left Yang Zhen feeling utterly cornered.
At this moment, Yang Zhen indeed felt powerless, a sense of suppression from a higher realm.
When facing practitioners who cultivated beyond Yang Zhen, he could still counter them with his terrifying True Essence and Spirit Soul strength. However, the notion of a realm was so nebulous and elusive that once suppressed, the suppression was absolute and couldn’t be compensated for with cultivation.
Seeing the grave expression on Yang Zhen’s face, both Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er brandished their Sacred Weapons, their faces reflecting uncertainty.
With their current strength, although they could still resist Ding Dian, they were undoubtedly unable to maintain an unbeaten position.
“It’s over; this is real power suppression. Yang Zhen is simply too inferior to Saint Ding in every aspect. Without even making a move, Yang Zhen has already lost the battle in terms of momentum,” someone said.
“Saint Ding is indeed one of the most powerful predecessors in the Western Region. Such a demeanor has reached the profound; unless Yang Zhen can reach the same realm, no amount of Martial Skills or strength of his Cultivation Method will help,” another added.
“Dammit, I bet too little. If I had known, I would have bet more on Yang Zhen’s certain death today. With Saint Ding here, it’s hard for Yang Zhen to not die,” someone lamented.
“Did you all not hear? Saint Ding said that Yang Zhen must die today, which shows that Yang Zhen’s potential has reached a degree that even the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord must fear. Truly frightening,” another remarked.
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As everyone was abuzz with discussion, they all moved far away. A battle of such magnitude could easily affect an area tens of thousands of zhang around.
Apart from a very few powerful individuals like the Jade Pool Holy Lord and Elder Jian, everyone felt a chilling sensation.
At that moment, the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord revealed a curious look, gazing at Yang Zhen and saying, “Given more time, you might have become an existence that would shock the entire Western Region. However, you shouldn’t have been so reckless; it only brings endless deadly calamities upon you.”
Without waiting for Yang Zhen’s response, the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord continued with a smile, “But you’ve run out of chances. I haven’t felt the urge to kill for a long time, but today, you are doomed to die.”
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.
This was the second time the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord mentioned Yang Zhen’s inevitable death, indicating the extent to which the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord’s desire to kill Yang Zhen had intensified.
For a moment, everyone’s gaze fell on Yang Zhen.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yang Zhen, shouldering the Great Missing Sword, suddenly cracked a smile and glanced at Elder Hu, saying, “The last person who said something like that nearly burned himself to death.”
Elder Hu’s complexion turned from iron blue to a flushed red, as today’s battle had become the greatest humiliation of his life. If Yang Zhen were not to die, this demon in his heart would likely haunt him for life.
However, the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord said with a good-humored laugh, “In a world plagued by schemes, attacking the mind is paramount. I must admit you’ve done quite well in this regard, and one could even say… you’re outstanding. But facing me, you have no chance at all. I once spent over a decade alone at Heavenly Pivot Cliff, honing my mind. In that inhuman environment, I persevered. Do you really think that at your age, you can shake my state of mind?”
Over a decade of training at Heavenly Pivot Cliff?
Hearing this, the disciples of the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land shone with glory and reverence, while the surrounding crowd gasped, their expressions turning incredibly animated.
“I’ve heard that the Heavenly Pivot Cliff of the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land is an extremely special place, perennially pitch-black, and the sword intent is terrifying. Practitioners with low cultivation can’t withstand even the first layer. They either go insane from the relentless darkness and loneliness or are ground down by the sword intent. The Holy Lord Ding actually stayed there for over a decade… This… this perseverance and state of mind is practically inhuman.”
“It’s over. Not to mention that Holy Lord Ding is far superior to Yang Zhen in all aspects, just this mental fortitude alone is already Yang Zhen’s nemesis. No matter how cunning and rude Yang Zhen is, it can’t shake Holy Lord Ding’s state of mind in the slightest.”
“Doesn’t that mean even if the Jade Pool Holy Lord and others are here, Yang Zhen is doomed?”
“Yang Zhen is doomed!”
A trace of pity crossed the faces of the crowd. Yang Zhen’s potential was indeed great, and even Ding Dian was taken aback after seeing him; but no matter how good his potential is or how strong his talent is, in the end, wasn’t he going to die outside the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land?
Just as everyone was feeling sorry for Yang Zhen, he suddenly slammed the Great Missing Sword into the ground, and, dragging the sword, he walked step by step towards the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, wearing a half-smiling expression. Shaking his head slowly, he said, “Sorry, you seem to be mistaken about something. This Sao Saint is not just cunning… but also flirtatious!”
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Boom——!
Suddenly, a mass of black light burst forth from the Great Missing Sword. A terrifying wave of black Qi surged tumultuously, and within it seemed to roar a giant beast, rendering Yang Zhen’s figure hazy.
Cunning, but also flirtatious?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, the crowd was dumbfounded, as it was the first time they had heard someone speak of being cunning and flirtatious with such righteous indignation.
And what good would being flirtatious do?
Could he possibly flirt his way through the heavens and flirt Holy Lord Ding to death?
While the crowd stood there dumbfounded, Yang Zhen suddenly patted the Great Missing Sword and muttered to himself, “Big brother, this time whether we get to feast and live it up depends on your performance.”
Roar——!
A heaven-shaking roar came from the Great Missing Sword, startling everyone so much they shuddered, even the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord paused and stared at the Great Missing Sword closely, saying in a deep voice, “A spirit soul?”
“Right, a spirit soul, a flirtatious one that has broken through the heavens!”
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, dragging the Great Missing Sword as he leapt into the air and charged straight at the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord while soaring through the sky.
“Old man, take my sword!”