Chapter 166

Chen Yi He was fortunate, especially upon seeing Old Man Zhang flying in the sky today, only then realizing he had snatched his life from a Seventh Heaven expert's grasp.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi He couldn't help but think of Long Yue; because of Long Yue, he became especially cherishing of his own life.

Therefore he must walk each step steadily, otherwise how could he face Long Yue, who died in his embrace?

In another two‑hour period, the capital will witness a major event, one that could change the capital and even the entire Tian'an Continent.

As long as Old Man Zhang is absent, defeating the many with the few, razing the West Depot, and eradicating the Embroidered Uniform Guard is no mere fantasy.

Chen Yi He silently watched the people speaking animatedly, not knowing whether his anxious heart was still at ease.

…

Dongfang Wuji and Old Man Zhang were like two meteors coming from beyond the heavens, unknown where they had fallen.

It was a boundless plain, spacious and resembling the southern borders by a third, vast and endless, with scarce signs of people, and even trees were few and pitiful; fighting here would implicate no one.

As soon as they clashed, it was a move that could destroy heaven and earth; in the snap of a finger they exchanged thousands of moves!

Even ordinary masters, let alone peerless ones, must look up; this is absolute speed.

Dongfang Wuji unleashed the Formless Demon Skill, and boundless demonic qi devoured heaven and earth!

On this vast plain, under Dongfang Wuji's interference, it turned into a black cage enveloping both Dongfang Wuji and Old Man Zhang; today only one of them can walk out.

At this moment Old Man Zhang shows no trace of old age; he is the world's most robust man, agile beyond compare, able to dodge Dongfang Wuji's attacks from any direction without panic.

They fought from the heavens down to the earth, then from underground up to midair, fighting wildly and recklessly!

In this world, many years have passed without a battle between Seventh Heaven experts!

Transcendent Dao masters are rare, appearing once a millennium; let alone two appearing in the same era—even if their cultivation transcends the world, their hearts may not reach such a state.

At the pinnacle of the pyramid, only one person can stand.

This battle will surely be recorded in history: one is an ancient‑and‑modern reborn demon god, the other a heaven‑gifted genius versed in both civil and martial arts, a eunuch. They diverged three hundred years ago, but fate brought them together.

Perhaps Heaven itself wants to see what a clash between two heaven‑and‑earth‑destroying masters looks like!

Both of them are legends.

One has died and been reborn, defying heaven to change fate, growing stronger with each life.

One leapt into the Seventh Heaven relying on just seventy or eighty years; who in the world, who in history, could manage that?

Old Man Zhang spread his arms wide, his arms stretching straight out; seawater seemed to surge from somewhere into his sleeves, increasing from a single drop to endless amounts.

"Whoosh—" the boundless, endless sea water covered the entire plain, opposing Dongfang Wuji's demonic qi!

Everything is so unfathomable—Old Man Zhang actually hides seawater between his hands! Relying on just one person.

"Now that's more like it!" Dongfang Wuji roared; Old Man Zhang got serious—how could he then slack off?

He straightened his towering body; suddenly his demonic image began to swell! Growing at explosive speed, his form expanded along with the demonic shadow.

His growth wasn't just his body and demonic image; the demonic qi on him also surged! The power became unimaginably strong, threatening to burst this plain apart—heaven and earth seemed unable to contain him!

Now even he himself can't tell whether he is human or demon.

Compared to before, his body expanded hundreds, even thousands of times! He towered over the distant mountains; a single step could easily stride across the widest river! With a light clasp of his hands he could lift a modest mountain in his palms and uproot it entirely.

What terrifying power! A mere stretch of his hand could pierce the clouds!

The Eastern Demon—his reputation is not exaggerated!

Before Dongfang Wuji, Old Man Zhang appears pitifully small, yet his strength yields nothing; he matches Dongfang Wuji evenly, especially with that unending seawater already covering Dongfang Wuji's waist!

Dongfang Wuji pressed his hands downward, and the seawater surged back like a tsunami toward Old Man Zhang! At the same time he leapt high, charging at Old Man Zhang.

It was as if a mountain tens of thousands of feet high were swiftly moving, poised to crush Old Man Zhang.

Old Man Zhang joined his palms, twisted them, and the seawater surged upward like water draining from the seabed! Heaven‑filling waters churned in the sky, as if to devour the heavens themselves—such a wondrous sight that no bold soul could imagine it.

"The Boundless Sea!" This "Boundless Sea" technique is countless times stronger than before! When Old Man Zhang tried to kill Chen Yi He, he was a bit careless and didn't want to cause too big a stir in the capital; otherwise Chen Yi He would have been blasted to bits long ago.

And Dongfang Wuji represents Heaven!

"Bang!"

"Boom—boom—boom—rumble!" The two forces converged in the sky!

This innocent plain instantly shattered into fragments, bits and pieces; the land that had been stable for millennia collapsed here, and people hundreds of li around felt a clear tremor.

When anyone looked up in that direction, all they could see was a black mass, plus boundless sea‑water as if poured down from the sky.

While the two forces converged, appearing as a single move, in fact Dongfang Wuji and Old Man Zhang had already exchanged millions of techniques, exhausting all the skills and secret arts they had learned in their lifetimes, and so on and so forth.

This is what a Seventh Heaven expert is—every move, every stance, even a finger or a glance, can kill a person instantly!

As long as they wish, they can destroy heaven and earth.

"Hahaha! You insignificant junior, actually able to shake this old man!"

"The heavens have changed since three hundred years ago! Now, three hundred years later, you should return whence you came!"

The black demonic qi and the endless seawater are evenly matched, dividing the sky.

The sky is like a vast white canvas, on which Dongfang Wuji and Old Man Zhang freely write.

But with a "pop", that ink‑splattered paper was torn apart, then crumpled into a ball and reduced to powder.

When Dongfang Wuji fell, he toppled a mountain already shattered and covered in scars.

When Old Man Zhang fell, the endless seawater vanished in an instant! Whether this immense volume was soaked up by the cracks riddling the plain or snatched back by a sea deity, in the end it was gone—not a drop remained.