Chapter 1032: with translation of chapter title

Life may encounter countless coincidences, but coincidences as uncanny as this are not common.

It somewhat feels like a king meeting a king, and it also carries a sense of heavenly intention.

Although Chen Wuji and Li Qichen's strength currently still cannot reach the level of a king, their potential is close, and we can barely use this term to describe them.

The saying 'king does not meet king' is something many people mention, but looking over past history, 'king does not meet king' is actually a low probability, while a king certainly meeting another king is a high probability.

Even if not deliberately preparing for something, many coincidences will still come together.

Chen Li also knew the urgency of the matter; after confirming that Chen Wuji's safety was temporarily unaffected, he immediately leapt up and rushed toward the back of the mountain.

He revealed the strength he had hidden for half his life without restraint at this moment; on that back as massive as a mountain, in an instant there burst forth a ferocious pressure like a towering wave, like a comet striking the sun, like the heavens overturned.

The oppressive feeling of a Grand Master level instantly made the whole heaven and earth seem to darken.

The gray-robed old man who was grappling with Lord Lu Three saw this scene, deliberately exposed a flaw, took a strike from Lord Lu Three that sprayed blood, and quickly withdrew, saying, 'Your Highness, hurry! I can't block them; this head-and-tail-exposed fellow makes that old man even harder to deal with—I'm no match for him!'

Before the fight even began, the high-status old man first defined himself as someone who could not win.

Li Qichen, somewhat disheveled from a Shocking Heaven Thunder, had just mounted his warhorse under escort of the guards, while more than twenty cavalry nearby were in the process of donning heavy armor.

Heavy armor is useful, but it's too cumbersome to put on.

If no one assists, one person would need a long time to fiddle with it; a large pile of ropes and buckles cannot be finished in less than half an hour.

Hearing the attendant's shout, Li Qichen's face changed drastically; he hastily ordered, 'Discard the armor, hurry!'

Although armor is good, if one leaves one's life here, it has no meaning.

Even though his chest was full of anger, Li Qichen truly had no way at this moment.

If one cannot win against a fight of this master level, then one simply cannot win.

He was unwilling, but he had to endure it.

Seeing Chen Wuji unexpectedly at the Xiyunjiulou, he thought Heaven had sent him an opportunity to avenge and wipe away past shame, his heart full of joy he was about to act, but the attendant told him that Chen Wuji had a Grand Master beside him, and possibly even two.

One who does not know the depths can only faintly sense the fluctuations of strength.

One whose cultivation is profound should be about to reach the threshold of the Earthly Immortal realm, yet he seems still unable to win.

At the moment he heard this news, Li Qichen's mindset collapsed.

He later realized that Heaven seemed to be preparing to give him as a gift to Chen Wuji.

He overestimated his weight in Heaven's heart.

Chen Wuji is the true son!

Li Qichen couldn't understand: how could such a remote small town so coincidentally encounter Chen Wuji? Once this dog-thing comes, it cannot be just one person; it must be followed by a large army.

He had painstakingly operated this small town for many years; his purse, in the short term, is likely to have no connection with him.

Truly damned!

'Li Qichen, dismount and surrender; this commander can spare your life, otherwise, be executed!'

Chen Li's voice, full of vigor, came from the rear sky like a muffled thunder, seeming to explode beside his ear, shaking Li Qichen into a sudden shudder, nearly falling from his horse, but he hastily clung to the horse's neck and barely steadied himself.

He turned his head and glanced at Chen Li hanging high in midair, as if a divine soldier descending to dust, his eyes fervent.

Only a master of this level is worthy of his status.

That Tang fellow is simply a damned thing!

His strength is lacking, yet he pretends to be mysterious, as if he were very formidable.

Indeed, his appearance is intimidating, but inside he's full of excrement.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, and Li Qichen spurred his horse without looking back.

Although the Tang attendant is useless, his willingness to sacrifice himself to save others is still commendable.

Boom!

A human figure suddenly smashed into Li Qichen's front; the immense force directly flung three or five nearby knights into the air, and the ground was left with a deep pit capable of burying three or four layers of people.

Li Qichen was startled, and he abruptly reined in his warhorse.

Seeing the disheveled figure in the pit, his blood instantly turned cold.

It seems…

You can't escape!

The Tang attendant whom he had just praised in the pit now lay like a dead dog, with breath in but none out, while the two Masters beside Chen Wuji hovered in the air less than fifty meters behind him.

He had no shield left.

Even his warhorse could not outrun a Grand Master's leap.

Li Qichen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms until the pain became unbearable and somewhat affected his thoughts, whereupon he relaxed his grip.

'Two seniors, I surrender, I surrender!'

Li Qichen turned his horse's head, bowed his hands toward Chen Li and Lord Lu Three in midair, then spread his arms.

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood.

First preserve one's life; in this situation, stubborn resistance brings only endless pain and death.

Li Qichen very much likes to torment others in this way, so he is extremely clear about this.

'Release him, or I will kill your Marquis!'

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from behind.

Chen Li and Lord Lu Three turned their heads in unison, seeing the scene behind them, and instantly their fury blazed.

What Chen Li had most worried about before still happened.

Chen Wuji has been captured!

This matter is also absurd; Chen Wuji was running fine and hadn't even realized what had happened when a knife was laid across his neck.

The wielder of the knife was his closest Personal Guard commander, Chen Xingyuan, who had grown up together with him in Yunan County.

Chen Wuji turned his head to see that face, and his mind instantly crashed.

He suppressed his anger, eager to demand of Chen Xingyuan why he had done this, what favor he had been given to make him abandon everything at hand and sell his lord for glory.

But before he could speak, 'Chen Xingyuan' spoke first.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it turned out to be an extraordinarily clear woman's voice.

Not until then did Chen Wuji notice that the Chen Xingyuan before him differed from the usual Chen Xingyuan in some very subtle ways, traces of makeup and disguise could be seen.

But these traces were really too faint, so faint that one had to stare intently to detect any clue; a mere glance almost revealed no difference.

This was Chen Wuji's first encounter with a master of the Disguise Technique, and he was utterly convinced of his defeat.

Such a level of disguise, even if placed in later ages, would be an exceedingly rare existence.

Chen Li and Lu San'ye had icy stares, eyes almost bursting; without a word, they almost simultaneously moved, both swooping down in a sudden dive and seized Li Qichen like a chick, hauling him into midair.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, as swift as thunder, taking no more than two breaths.