The platinum-colored light was particularly eye-catching in the dark arena, even to the point of being dazzling. When it fell on Shang Wuyang's sword, it seemed as if white smoke was floating out of it, eerie yet peaceful.
There was no sound at all in the entire arena.
The blow from the stick was not a serious one for Shang Wuyang, and it didn't even hurt him.
However, he was lying on the cold and rough ground. When he looked up at the arena, he was blinded by the light. His dark hair was scattered on the ground, and even his voice was a little hoarse for some reason.
He asked in a low voice: "What is this law?"
The fight could not continue after leaving the ring. Wen Yun took back his staff with some regret, hating that he had not bought enough time, otherwise one stick would not be enough.
She raised her eyebrows and asked lazily: "Are you asking me?"
Shang Wuyang: “Yes.”
The girl on the stage smiled nonchalantly, looking down from above. It was clearly a pretty face, and she should be a fairy standing in the clouds, looking at the world with tenderness and compassion, but her eyes seemed so arrogant and vicious.
"Do you think I'm your master? I'll answer every question you ask? Besides, is this your attitude of humbly seeking advice?"
Shang Wuyang frowned, showing some normal emotions: "It's okay, just fight again."
If he fought once more, he would be able to figure out the strange fighting style of this female cultivator, and this time his sword would definitely not miss the target.
As he said this, he stood up with his hands on the ground, holding his sword and preparing to go on stage again, but for some unknown reason, a translucent barrier blocked him outside.
Wen Yun just glanced at Shang Wuyang calmly and reminded him softly, "Didn't you read the rules carefully before entering Yunhai Tower? If you lose in Yunhai Tower, you can only come back next month to challenge again."
Shang Wuyang looked at her coldly and wanted to say something else, but Wen Yun didn't want to pay attention to him. He waved his hand and easily kicked him out of the No. 99 arena.
Only that light voice floated into the ears of the black-clothed swordsman. It didn't sound like a provocation, but just a simple statement of a fact.
"I will stay here forever. As long as I am here, you will never kill another person in Yunhai Tower in your life."
Shang Wuyang was teleported back to the 100th arena by the formation.
The moment he landed, his feet actually staggered a little, and he only used the sword to support himself and not fall down.
He lowered his eyes and swept his gaze over his black sword. He found that the murderous aura on it had become weaker than before, and the light in his eyes became a little dimmer.
In the upper realm, there are those like him who focus on weapons, there are those who focus on tempering their bodies, and of course, there are also magicians like that female cultivator who focus on the soul and cast all kinds of spells.
As for the latter, the countermeasures he had adopted in the past were extremely simple. As long as the sword was thrust out fast enough, those magicians who were caught in the close range would not be able to escape the inevitable death.
However, that female cultivator was different. Her soul and physical skills were terribly strong, and the strange light barrier she cast vaguely restrained his sword intent.
The millions of resentful souls' sword intent accumulated over thousands of years was one of Shang Wuyang's killer weapons. However, in the battle just now, thousands of them were purified by the light!
Shang Wuyang came to the Yunhai Realm in order to break through the barriers of the Ascension Period and reach the next level. However, instead of making any progress, he even failed to gain any sword power!
All those gathered in the Yunhai Tower are extremely powerful cultivators from all walks of life. These people are far beyond the reach of ordinary people in the lower realms. The gains gained from fighting with them are also far greater than those of ordinary cultivators. If you continue to kill them, you may have an epiphany one day.
However, Wen Yun was now blocking Shang Wuyang's head. Although she couldn't kill him now, he was also trapped under the Yunhai Tower and couldn't go out or get up, so he could only stay where he was and not move.
The so-called Yunhai Tower training has become a complete joke.
Shang Wuyang didn't think that losing once was a big deal. His way was the most brutal way in the world. It didn't matter who won or who lost, only who lived or died. As long as he was alive, he would never lose.
However, people outside do not think so.
Everyone witnessed the scene in the mirror where Shang Wuyang was knocked outside the ring by the magic wand. In everyone's eyes, this was a defeat, and an extremely ugly one at that.
Elder Zhang's throat seemed to be stuck by a monster, and he couldn't even breathe. He pressed the shoulder of Yi Mei next to him and asked in disbelief: "Junior Brother Shang was voted out of office just like that?"
Didn't he suppress the female cultivator just now? Even if he didn't kill her with one strike, he still had the advantage!
How come he was suddenly driven down from power
Yizhimei hiccupped in shock, and answered hesitantly and tremblingly: "It seems... is like this?"
"It's bad." Elder Zhang finally accepted the fact, his eyes turned pale and said, "I'm afraid I'll be blamed when I go back this time."
Squinting his eyes, he recalled the source crystals that Elder Zhang had asked him to bet on. He thought he understood his feelings, so he boldly comforted him, "Elder, even if you spend all your money, it will come back. It's just the source crystals, right? Let's earn more..."
"You know nothing. This is not a matter of source crystals at all!" Elder Zhang's eyes were filled with despair. "Why do you think Master Shang came out? This time, it was the Sect Master who asked him to come out!"
Dongxuan Sect’s attitude towards Shang Wuyang’s existence has always been strange.
Normally, such a genius should be carefully trained to be the next generation leader, and should be exposed to other friendly sects so that he can become famous and become the living signboard of Dongxuan Sect. This is also the usual training route for elite disciples of various sects.
However, the attitude of Shang Wuyang's master, Immortal Shang Xuan, was very strange.
He seemed to hate seeing his disciple show up in front of outsiders, and had no intention of teaching him to lead the sect. Even the leader of the Dongxuan Sect had repeatedly proposed that Shang Wuyang go out and participate in various grand events, but his proposal was rejected.
Everyone felt relieved when they thought about Shang Wuyang's talent. Maybe he didn't want to be disturbed by these mundane matters and was wholeheartedly pursuing the great path
It was not until this time, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Immortal Shangxuan's travel to the Northern Wilderness, and Shang Wuyang himself wanting to come out to find a chance for a breakthrough, that with the approval of the leader, Shang Wuyang appeared in front of other sects for the first time.
Everything was satisfactory.
Shang Wuyang made a name for himself the moment he made his debut. This was also what the sect leader secretly instructed before he left the sect. Elder Zhang had been doing a great job in fulfilling his mission. He even used the money allocated by the sect leader to buy projection stones and placed them in the casino to create momentum. In fact, this trick was extremely effective. Not to mention how much source crystals Shang Wuyang had earned before, just this kind of strength made almost all the sects know how terrifying the Dongxuan Sect was.
The title of "the first person under the fairyland" was completely established! The Dongxuan Sect was now flourishing like a raging fire, attracting countless families to send their children to worship under its mountain sect.
But now, this number one man was knocked down and collapsed on the ground like a dog? !
What’s even more terrible is that this happened under the projection of the light mirror, and almost the entire Yunhai City witnessed this embarrassing scene!
He could even hear people laughing nearby.
"That's it? This is the so-called 'number one person under the fairyland'? Isn't it just being beaten down by a little girl? I can do that too!"
"I heard that the Dongxuan Sect was recruiting many disciples a few days ago, but now... Tsk, I think it would be better to let him be a disciple of that female cultivator and learn the Dog Beating Stick Technique to specialize in beating Dongxuan dogs!"
However, when Shang Wuyang and Wen Yun walked out of the Yunhai Tower one after another, the voices suddenly quieted down, and the two of them became the focus of everyone's attention.
Even though Shang Wuyang was defeated by Wen Yun, no one would dare to say that they were better than him after seeing the scene in the light mirror. On the contrary, this was the first time that everyone witnessed how terrifying Shang Wuyang's swordsmanship was. As for Wen Yun, who was able to defeat Shang Wuyang, that goes without saying.
In short, no one can afford to offend them.
The two men walked towards the crowd from a distance, Wen Yun in front and Shang Wuyang behind. The crowd, which was originally crowded, tacitly made way for them.
Master Su Yuan had sharp eyes. He noticed that something was wrong with Wen Yun, so he quickly went over to her and asked, "Girl, are you hurt?"
"It's okay." Wen Yun shook his head obscurely and said in a low voice: "I'm just a little exhausted."
It was indeed extremely difficult to use the power of the law. She had only managed to turn around for a moment, but now she was feeling groggy. However, since there were many people around, she was trying to act as if nothing was wrong.
At this moment, she could hear all kinds of noise and shouting from time to time.
The ones who shouted the most were those who bet a large amount of Source Crystals on Shang Wuyang. His previous victory had clouded the minds of these gamblers, and this time they all rushed in with countless investments, but they never expected that Shang Wuyang would fail this time!
There were some who had lost their minds after losing so much. When they saw Wen Yun coming out, their eyes turned red and they shouted hoarsely: "How could you possibly win!"
Wen Yun was confused by the question, but now she was protected by her fellow disciples, so she didn't need to answer. Shen Xinghai and Zhu Erchong had already stood in front of her tacitly, looking at these lunatics with cold brows: "Why, do you want to fight?"
"Why are you two Jindan-stage people so arrogant?"
Shen Xinghai raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't look down on the young and poor!"
As he spoke, he slowly put the source crystals he had just won into the mustard seed sac. Under the reflection of lightning and thunder, the color of those source crystals was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated.
This scene of showing off wealth completely angered the gambler. He thought that these source crystals might be the ones he lost!
His mind was heated, and he rushed forward like a madman to grab the mustard seed capsule: "What's wrong with me bullying you?"
"Oh, you're bullying me?" Shen Xinghai dodged and weighed the full mustard seed bag. Facing this cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, he was not at all afraid. He turned around and shouted to the silver-armored guards: "Someone over here wants to hit me!"
What if you can't beat him? It's said that you shouldn't bully the young because they are poor. The young can complain!
The silver-armored guards didn't move, but the others took the initiative to protect Wen Yun.
"Do you want to break the rules of Yunhai City?" A winged man looked coldly at the gamblers who had lost all their money. Several other members of the same clan followed him tacitly, intending to protect Wen Yun.
Not only them, but many cultivators from different worlds also stood up. Most of them had relatives or friends who died under Shang Wuyang's sword. This time, they bet against Wen Yun in anger, but they did not expect to earn Source Crystals for this. No matter what, they were indebted to Wen Yun.
Furthermore, anyone can see that Wen Yun has a bright future, so this simple gesture of goodwill may create a good relationship.
For a moment, many people gathered around Wen Yun. Those with lower cultivation levels introduced themselves to others and made themselves known, while those with higher cultivation levels came forward with smiles on their faces to recruit them.
"Friend Wen, is that you? I am an elder of the Divine Talisman Sect. If I am not mistaken, you just used a talisman, right? Are you interested in following us back to the Divine Talisman Sect to take a look?"
A burly giant suddenly pushed the old man aside, bent over and looked at Wen Yun, and sincerely promoted: "My fellow Taoist, have you heard of the Giant Spirit Sect? My son is now the sect leader. He is only 7,000 years old and has not yet formed a Taoist partner. He is so handsome. If you are interested, you may as well follow me back to the Giant Spirit Realm..."
Upon hearing this, Master Su Yuan immediately stroked his beard and coughed to remind him, "His Taoist partner is still in the sky suffering from the thunder tribulation. Don't even think about poaching him at this time."
He pointed at the figure where the calamity clouds gathered in the sky. Coincidentally, another bolt of lightning struck down, and the sky seemed to be about to collapse. However, the man on top still had no intention of escaping into the void.
The giant sighed with regret, "So he is your Taoist partner... Then remember to let me know when you break the contract, and I will bring my big son with me."
Wen Yun didn't have time to listen to them.
All she could see now was Ye Shubai under the calamity cloud, and all she could hear was the roar of thunder. The soul contract with Ye Shubai in her mind had no reaction, and she could only see the small mark representing Ye Shubai trembling constantly.
It was Ye Shubai's soul trembling in pain. Only Wen Yun knew that he was not as relaxed as others thought. He also felt unbearable pain.
There was no need to ask, someone nearby had already shouted out the number—
"The hundredth heavenly thunder!"
That’s a hundred questions
Many eyes in the city silently turned to the silent Dongxuan Sect members in the corner. They all thought of the same thing at the same time: if the white-clothed swordsman above him could withstand one more lightning bolt, wouldn't that be the same as Shang Wuyang's? !
Elder Zhang also thought of this, and his expression became even uglier.
Two more bolts of thunder fell in succession. Ye Shubai's upright body swayed in the air, and fell to the ground like a white snowflake. The people below burst into exclamations and retreated together. After a loud "bang", Ye Shubai had smashed a big hole in the open space. For a moment, dust flew in everyone's sight, and no one could see the situation clearly.
Elder Zhang's eyes lit up. Yes, as long as he was struck to death by lightning, even if he endured the same amount of thunder as Shang Wuyang, he would just be a loser who could not survive the calamity of ascension!
However, when the dust settled, what appeared before everyone's eyes was still a standing figure.
He is not dead yet!
Elder Zhang's head was spinning uncontrollably. After suffering two heavy blows in succession, he was confused for a moment and could hardly believe his eyes.
After Shang Wuyang lost to Wen Yun in the Cloud Sea Tower, he had to lose to another unknown guy in terms of the number of thunderbolts he could withstand? The leader ordered them to come out to build momentum for the Dongxuan Sect, but in the end, they only sacrificed their own reputation and made wedding clothes for two unknown people
Dongxuan Sect never asks about the process, only the result. If the result is failure, it means the mission has not been completed. Elder Zhang can even imagine what kind of terrible punishment he will receive after returning to the sect. He dare not pass such news back to the sect, and at this moment he can no longer force out his usual flattering smile, and can only stare at Shang Wuyang blankly.
The old man asked bitterly: "Brother Shang, what should we do?"
"wait."
"Wait?" Elder Zhang was stunned. His face was almost broken. I don't know what he was waiting for.
Shang Wuyang didn't care about the so-called task assigned by the leader. He only cared about whether his own path could be fulfilled.
Just like he didn't feel defeated after being knocked off the stage by Wen Yun just now, when he saw Ye Shubai survive the 102nd heavenly thunder, his face remained calm and he didn't show any shame or dissatisfaction.
This kind of emotion that a normal person should have was slowly stripped away in the twisted killing since childhood. He didn't know what happiness was or what anger was.
Shang Wuyang only knows life and death.
There is never a shortage of so-called geniuses among the countless people in the world. Only those who can survive are the final winners. Those who lose are just another opportunity won by the winner.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, staring coldly at Ye Shubai not far away, as calm as a hunter waiting for his prey to be lost.
The thunder from the sky continued to fall, and each one was more terrifying than the last.
The cultivators in Yunhai City had already retreated to the outermost area. Just now, Ye Shubai had endured the thunderbolt alone at the top of the sky, which had bought too much time for those cultivators with lower cultivation. Under such a powerful thunderbolt, not a single person was accidentally injured. Now they had calmed down and were watching from a distance this spectacular thunderbolt spectacle that had rarely been seen in thousands of years with great joy, marveling at it.
A stone was struck by lightning and hit Wen Yun's cheek, leaving a faint red mark.
However, she was unaware of anything and just stared at Ye Shubai's direction. Their souls were connected and she should have known his current condition. However, this stubborn swordsman boldly blocked her consciousness and prevented her from investigating.
As the master, Wen Yun could naturally break through this spiritual barrier forcefully, but Ye Shubai was currently tempering his soul, and this might very likely hurt him, so she certainly couldn't bear to do it.
Even so, every time she saw the soul imprint move, her heart would be in pain.
The thunder from the sky behind it fell slower and slower, and the stars in the sky lit up and then fell.
Yunhai City was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year. Even though it had little to do with them, they were still happily spreading the news everywhere: Our Yunhai world has also produced an extraordinary genius!
Zhu Erchong watched nervously for three days, and finally couldn't help it. He took the source crystals he won and ran outside to secretly buy a Yunhai roast suckling pig. He hid in the barrier set up by Wen Yun and asked with concern: "I'm afraid that Master Ye will be struck by lightning for a while. Junior Sister Wen, do you want a roasted pig's trotter first?"
The Yunhai roasted pork smelled really good, and Wen Yun moved to the side to let the aroma seduce him.
She reminded solemnly: "Brother Zhu, hold your roasted pig firmly."
"Ah?" Zhu Erchong was confused about the situation.
However, the next moment he knew why Wen Yun said that. He heard a loud noise coming from the calamity cloud, and an unprecedented huge force smashed into the huge pit in front of him!
Wen Yun counted out the last number quietly—
"One hundred and twenty."
In the sky, the calamity clouds that had shrouded Yunhai City for five days gradually dissipated, and the clear skylight returned to the eyes of the world. A golden road to immortality descended from the dome to Yunhai City.
Ye Shubai did not go up immediately, but was looking for something with a pale face.
Only after he saw the person of his heart not far away did his cold gaze slowly soften. Holding the wooden sword carved by Wen Yun himself, he stepped firmly into the void. But halfway through, he couldn't help but look back at her.
Master Su Yuan was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "Others who ascend to heaven are all about being free of worries, and they can't wait to jump up, but look at this kid, he still thinks about looking back every three steps, it really makes me laugh to death!"
The same goes for the girl Yun next to her. If she hadn't been weak after the battle, she would have flown up and shamelessly held hands with Ye Shubai to break the void!
Wen Yun felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to miss the big event of Ye Shubai's ascension, so he could only continue watching under the teasing gaze of the old swordsman.
Even though Ye Shubai turned back three times, he still reached the top of the Cloud Sea Realm and was about to step into the void alone to complete his ascension.
However, at this moment, something strange happened -
A dark figure with a fierce murderous intent followed Ye Shubai's back at lightning speed!
At this moment, Ye Shubai has left Yunhai City, and the rules of Yunhai City are no longer valid!
The murderous aura was too obvious, and Ye Shubai subconsciously turned around and rushed forward with sword in hand.
The moment the dark sword tip met the light-colored wooden sword, it cut the latter straight in half without any hindrance. Even the crude plum blossom pattern that she had carefully carved on the wooden sword was broken into two halves, leaving only two petals remaining on this half of the sword.
The broken half of the wooden sword was blown away by the wind in the sky and disappeared.
Ye Shubai's usually calm eyes suddenly burst into an unprecedented coldness!