Within Suiyang City, at the Mingyuan Headquarters.
Four streaks of light collided in mid-air at breakneck speed, then separated, drawing trajectories before intertwining and shuttling through each other once more.
By this stage, a Flying Instrunt Master, protected by a defensive force field and the accompanint of a flying Yi, could move like the mythic sword immortals—soaring through the sky, burrowing through the earth, and killing from a thousand miles away, rivaling the immortals themselves.
Though achieved through technological ans, for Yi Country, which has always revered the pursuit of the immortal path, many naturally gravitated towards this direction.
Zhao Lingzhi and Zhu Chen appeared relaxed and unhurried as they engaged with mbers of the Li Family and Yan Family, showing no concern about being held back.
"Li Congyun, Yan Fengzi, Your two families must indeed have a considerable relationship with the Mingyuan Group to be persuaded to assist in this matter. Are you truly prepared to stand against us?" Zhao Lingzhi’s voice carried through the distance.
All the leading Flying Instrunt Masters from the nine clans maintained contact with each other on a public channel.
"In the past, Mingyuan might not have sufficed, but now it does," said Yan Fengzi of the Yan Family, an old Taoist with a solemn complexion, white eyebrows, and white hair. Dressed in a gray Taoist robe, he floated at low altitude, silently maneuvering his flying Yi against Zhu Chen.
"The Taoist speaks the truth, hence both of you should please turn back. Let’s not damage the harmony between our nine families."
On the other side, a chubby middle-aged man, resembling a businessman, chuckled as he pinched the fat on his chin, eyes squinting into thin slits.
"Harmony? We have no such harmony with your Li Family. This matter was personally uttered by our Family Head. If you continue to obstruct us..."
Zhao Lingzhi began in a cold tone, his Flower Language incomplete when suddenly, he received an urgent ssage, causing his expression to change dramatically.
At their level, their bodies were already enhanced to the extre, complented by implanted balance chips, making it impossible for their qi and blood to fluctuate easily.
But at this mont...
The intense emotional shift almost made Zhao Lingzhi forget to continue controlling his flying Yi for the attack, as he ca to an abrupt halt, hovering in the air.
He could not believe the authenticity of the urgent ssage and imdiately attempted to contact his clan and the Security Bureau through long-distance communication.
The outco confird the veracity of the text he had just received.
The two of them were acting as bait here, ostensibly drawing the attention of all.
In reality, another team of three Grade Eight operatives had been tasked to handle Li Chengyi at the Everpeace Garden.
Among those three Grade Eights was Zhao Yanzhen from his own Zhao Family, a master whose skills were close to his own among the Grade Eights.
Crucially, the Zhao Family only had three Grade Eights in total, although all were top-notch in terms of strength, the number was still a drawback, and now...
Zhao Yanzhen... dead?!
How is that possible?!
He was not the only one in disbelief.
On the other side, Zhu Chen’s face also showed changes, a chill running down his spine. Originally, he had so conflicts with a distant relative of his family because of the Garden of Fate, and seeing that the Zhao Family had offered quite a few terms, he agreed to help out a bit.
With this incident, what was supposed to be assistance turned into a grave danger instantly.
"Brother Zhao, I have done my duty in assisting up to this point. Please do not seek out in the future!"
He made a quick decision, cupped his fists to retreat, and after leaving behind those words, he turned into a gray streak of light and shot away.
Three Grade Eights had died in a row, and although two of them were from the military and not as strong, they were still Grade Eights!!
Run! It was wise to flee first!
This Mingyuan Group was truly ominous!
He had always believed in gods, buddhas, and Taoists, and at this mont, he had a premonition that he might need to convince his family to nd their relationship with Mingyuan as soon as possible to avoid being dragged down by the Zhao Family, bringing disaster upon the innocent.
From what we can see now, Mingyuan’s rise seems unstoppable.
"Brother Chen! Brother Chen!!" Zhao Lingzhi realized sothing was wrong and hurriedly tried to hold him back, but after calling out twice, he found that the other party had directly blocked his communications....
His complexion turned ugly as he glanced at the hovering Flying Yi opposite him, awaiting his own Li Family and Yan Family, two major Grade Eights.
"Since when did Grade Eights in Yi Country beco like ordinary Feiyi Masters, dying at a word’s notice? Each Grade Eight is a pillar of the nation. Soone has wantonly committed murder without regard for the law to kill a Grade Eight! This is an act that undermines national security, especially at such a crucial ti when the entire country is conducting a capture operation!"
Zhao Lingzhi quickly sent out a ssage.
None who had reached this position were fools, and he imdiately cast the other party as being in opposition to the state and the governnt.
Pressuring with the great trend.
"Who knows whether the dead Grade Eights were really ours from Yi Country?" Li Congyun, from the Li Family, who had also climbed up from the bottom rungs of the family, was equally adept at such maneuvers.
"At a ti like this, if they indeed were Grade Eights of our Yi Country, who would dare to take such a great risk to strike and kill the leader of the Garden of Fate who has already rged with the Yi Country Federation? Is this an act of internal assassination? Internal division?"
"Indeed, what Brother Yun has said hits the mark," Yan Fengzi, who was not fond of talking, nodded in agreent at his side.
The group’s speech was even more archaic, evidently they were of great age, having lived for an unknown number of years.
Zhao Lingzhi felt a blockage in his heart; no one dared to admit that the assassination was their doing.
In a critical period, to have three Grade Eights co together to assassinate a young junior, if this had been successful, there would have been nothing to say—as far as value goes, how could the Garden of Fate compare to three Grade Eights?
But now, to his disbelief, the operation had actually failed!?
"Lingzhi, co ho. Li Chengyi has booked a plane ticket to Chaoyu," suddenly a deep male voice ca directly into Zhao Lingzhi’s ears via an encrypted channel.
His body stiffened. A plane ticket to Chaoyu???!
At their level of power and status, who would still need to take a plane in an inexplicable hurry?
The speed of a passenger plane was far inferior to their own flying abilities.
Under such circumstances, the opponent had actually openly booked a ticket, heading to Chaoyu. His purpose, of course, was far from being as simple as seeking revenge on the surface.
"He’s going to..." Zhao Lingzhi instantly reacted.
Whoosh!
Right then, he turned and blasted off toward Chaoyu, quickly disappearing into the sky.
Below, Yan Fengzi and Li Congyun exchanged glances, transmitted a few words toward Xindela, and likewise shot up from the ground, transforming into beams of light, flying toward Chaoyu.
This was the ti to watch the excitent.
The Zhao Family couldn’t possibly make another move against Mingyuan now.
After causing the deaths of two from the military and losing one of their own Grade Eights, it was said that even all of the Flying Yi force fields had been completely destroyed.
Such a loss for the Zhao Family hadn’t occurred in over a hundred years.
Now, Li Chengyi of Mingyuan had an air of not planning to let things go.
It looked like there was going to be a good show.
Inside the building.
A hint of shock appeared on Xindela’s face.
He stood up from his seat, his throat bobbling a few tis as he looked towards Da Xiong, whose face was also shaking with shock.
"I thought I had overestimated Xiao Yi as much as possible... Now it seems..."
The stronger Li Chengyi was, the further he could possibly go on the path of the Blind Spot.
At this mont, Xindela’s emotions were a mix of shock and imnse pleasure.
He knew what being a Grade Eight ant. It was almost the limit of an individual’s conventional martial might.
Grade Nine was rarely achieved; Grade Eight was the mainstay.
Typically, a Grade Eight, with their strong protection, was very difficult to kill instantly, and with their extraordinary speed, they rarely fell outright.
It’s normally a matter of you hitting , hitting you, seeing who runs out of energy first, seeing who can’t hold out.
Who would expect this ti, to kill three in a breath, in a three-to-one fight.
"Truly worthy of Brother Yi..." Admiration shone through Da Xiong’s eyes.
Only those who have truly fought and experienced the power of a Feiyi Master would know what Grade Eight signifies.
With attacks ten tis the speed of sound, there aren’t many in this world who can withstand it.
The mutant beasts she had cultivated would, facing a Grade Eight, regardless of their numbers, only et one outco—annihilation.
"If only I could get another sample of Brother Yi’s body... Maybe I could cultivate..."
Da Xiong lowered her head, her eyes sparkling with a glimr of hope and desire.
With her Mutation Reproduction Flower Language, the higher the starting point, the stronger the subordinate beasts. If she could use Brother Yi’s current cells as a sample, she might indeed cultivate so formidable and terrifying creatures.
Xindela was speechless, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the battle scene outside where the tops of several buildings were destroyed.
His Flower Language Ability stealthily activated at this mont.
"Li En has found the next clue about the extraction of the ’Twisted Book.’ Chengyi, if you have ti after finishing up, co visit ," he communicated directly through the channel.
"Alright." — Li Chengyi.
The next day, at 7:35 in the morning.
In front of Everpeace Garden, multiple flying machines were already parked by the road.
Li Chengyi, accompanied by Li Chongnan, walked out of the gate towards one of the flying machines.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, blocking his way.
It was Hai Sha.
His body hadn’t changed much; he still appeared to be around two ters like before.
However, his eyes had beco exceedingly sharp, bright, and even blinding to so extent.
"Is there sothing you need?" Li Chengyi asked with interest, wondering what he was up to.
"I’ve made so breakthroughs, and I can feel that my strength has grown much too much compared to before," Hai Sha said with a toothy grin, "So... I want to know, how big is the gap between you and ."
His eyes were fierce, clearly, the significant increase in his strength had given him a great confidence boost.
This guy has always been rebellious, betraying Star Lake was as common to him as eating.
Now that he had received the technique from Li Chengyi, got a stronger path and direction, so...
"What? You want to test ?" Li Chengyi looked at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
Hai Sha and Chen Jiahan, one out in the open and the other hidden, were both at the scene, only Hai Sha was not controlled by the Floral Bead and he didn’t realize that the Holy Spirit Technique he cultivated was subject to Li Chengyi.
So, feeling the surge of his strength, his temperant began to change.
"Not at all, I just thought, I would like to discuss with you... the essence of combat!" Hai Sha’s voice was low and soft, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.
"Heh..." Li Chengyi slightly lifted his chin as Zhou Xingtong draped the large black cape over him to cover his body.
Having spent much ti in the Black Sea, his body had grown to dislike the light.
He put on his hood, revealing only the lower half of his pale chin.
"You have one minute."
Swoosh!
Before his words fell, Hai Sha had disappeared.
His Star Demon Gene activated, and he imdiately appeared behind Li Chengyi, his towering figure of over three ters, covered in layers of the Sword of Wisdom.
Invisible blades surrounded his entire body, forming a set of semi-transparent, twisted counter-blade armor.
He raised his hand and smashed down.
"Star Fiend Origin!"
With his all-out strike, Hai Sha clearly understood what Li Chengyi ant.
It was to face each other and clash with full power in a single blow.
To find out the strength of both sides as quickly as possible.
The air scread piercingly as it seed to fear being compressed and exploding under his smash.
Hai Sha’s eyes lit up with a translucent, invisible light, turning a faint ash grey, flickering like candle flas within his pupils.
This strike used all his current strength.
Compared to when he rebelled against Star Lake, he was now no less powerful with the addition of the Holy Spirit Technique, plus nurous weapons and equipnt supported by Mingyuan—he was determined to....
Boom!!!
Instantly his arm struck a palm.
A palm that had appeared out of nowhere, suddenly before him.
A loud thud erupted as Hai Sha exerted force furiously, let out a roar, and tried to press Li Chengyi down.
But the latter simply raised a hand and effortlessly blocked the full force of his strike.
"Your power is too weak," Li Chengyi retorted, slowly changing his hand position to grasp Hai Sha’s forearm.
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