Chapter 116

Just about to fly back to retreat, avoid the sharp edge! A strange sound however came from behind—— "Brother Wang seems to have some trouble! Junior brother loves doing good and helping others, enjoys helping people for joy, how about making a deal?"

Offering courtesy without reason is either treachery or theft. Wang Yicai didn't even think, he flung out his palm, turning into vast force, blocking in front of him. At the same time, he leapt up, shooting off to one side.

Those four seal strikes hit the force light curtain, mysterious light flashed, the formation shifted, blasting that true qi force apart. However this also lost its target; Wang Wu could only recall it, then immediately focused her gaze, only to see Nie Xing and Li Qingshan's figures appear.

Nie Xing wore a strange smile, staring fixedly at the direction of Wang Yicai, sizing him up nonstop. Li Qingshan here, however, was staring straight at Wang Wu, his gaze fixed on those four seal strikes, looking astonished, he couldn't help but say:

"What kind of seal is this? How can it be so powerful, even able to suppress a Bone-Tempering Realm Grand Martial Artist!"

He had once been a fourth-rank Grand Symbol Master, young and arrogant, looking down on the entire Bright Moon Empire. Later he even entered the Holy Martial Hall's disciples, becoming a Divine Arts Practitioner, his divine abilities surged. But upon seeing Wang Wu unleash that extremely simple seal strike, he was still shocked beyond words.

"Brother Li, you don't know this. Wang Wu, at the Dao Transmission Assembly, received the true transmission from Master Lu Fan, seemingly called the Formless Dharma Seal. The seal formed by condensation and the actual erupting power are completely different. The one binding Wang Ruolan should be the Two Lives Rite's Wind and Wave Art, right?"

Nie Xing's words made Li Qingshan suddenly realize. Lu Fan, relying on the symbol-engraved war chariot, condensed the crystal bow's bombardment of the transmission formation; afterwards, through mysterious transformation, he actually re-refined one side of the transmission formation, making it remarkably similar to Nie Xing's description just now.

"Formless Dharma Seal. Never heard of it before; I, Li, am quite curious—I don't know how many moves this seal can block under my Holy Hall's divine arts!"

His gaze was deep, battle intent burning in his eyes. Lu Fan was regarded by him as a lifelong enemy; even now he had no confidence to defeat him. If he could spar with Wang Wu once, they being fellow disciples of the same sect, perhaps they could make some discoveries, find a way to counter Lu Fan's methods.

"Hmph! Jumping clown, come over and die!"

Wang Wu let out a soft snort, the chill in her eyes unchanged. Although Li Qingshan and Nie Xing are both same-rank powerhouses, their strength is not beneath hers. But after witnessing the awe-inspiring divine abilities of the 'Master' at the Dao Transmission Assembly, her gaze has already transcended the level of her own strength.

That Lu Fan can suppress the masses, even borrowing momentum to kill a Martial Sovereign powerhouse—this is not due to his own strength, but rather the unparalleled divine ability transmitted from the 'Master'.

Since he can, what right do I, Wang Wu, have to not be able?

The perpetually aloof Wang Wu, upon having this thought arise in her heart, her entire aura shifted dramatically, like a heavenly goddess of the nine heavens, sacred and inviolable. Even if others merely glanced at her, they would feel ashamed and inferior, wanting to hide.

The four people present all changed expression; originally they thought their strengths were roughly equal, but now they involuntarily retreated two steps, actually giving rise to timidity.

Especially Wang Ruolan, who had just been taken down by Wang Wu in a single move, now lost her composure, unable to accept it, murmuring: 'Impossible, I, Wang Ruolan, am not inferior to her; how could I fear her…'

"Ha——"

At that moment, Li Qingshan let out a loud shout, the distinctive mental power undulation of a Divine Arts Practitioner sweeping out; with that shout, he finally awakened Wang Ruolan, and along with Wang Yicai and Nie Xing, they also regained their composure.

"Three of you, attack together—first take down Wang Wu, then deal with Ye Lu Fan!"

If anyone else said this, it wouldn't be surprising. But coming from Li Qingshan's mouth—a venerable Divine Arts Practitioner of the Holy Hall, a fourth-rank Bone-Tempering Realm Grand Symbol Master—to actually want to team up with someone to deal with a peer is simply unthinkable.

Wang Yicai and Nie Xing are also arrogant sorts. Normally they wouldn't even consider teaming up with others; even if a peer stood before them, they'd be too lazy to glance, deeming it beneath them to act.

But this time, without hesitation, they sprang into action. Nie Xing clenched his fists, his true qi surging, faintly forming the illusion of a giant elephant, charging toward Wang Wu with a trampling strike.

"Dragon-Elephant Divine Fist!"

Wang Yicai, however, turned and rushed toward his sister, smashing with a palm the bond Wang Wu had placed, pulling his sister along as he turned and rushed toward Wang Wu.

Taking the lead, Li Qingshan flipped his hand to take out a silver jade disc; radiant light flashed, symbols converged, and in the blink of an eye a Blazing Sun Yang wheel formed, suspended in the void, fiery killing gale pouring down.

"Today I'll use you to practice my hands, to test the results of my recent cultivation!"

"Great Sun like a wheel, Yang Yang divine light—blast for me!"

In the blink of an eye, the four attacked from four different directions, alternating between first and later.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, with four peers trying to suppress him, he would likely panic and lose his spirit instantly, defeated without fighting.

However, Liu Wang Wu's disposition—setting aside her usual aloof and cold demeanor, never feigning courtesy to anyone—just that scene at the Dao Transmission Assembly alone had already given her tremendous spiritual support; her vision had long surpassed that of her peers, seeing far into the distance.

"Well then! Originally I planned to tidy you up before the Dragon Pagoda, but let's do it earlier! I also want to see how much I've comprehended from my own Formless Dharma Seal. If I can't even suppress you all, what's there to talk about defeating Lu Fan?"

Her figure rose lightly, her white robes moving without wind, the true qi around her condensing, her mental power spreading out; intertwining, shadows flickered, seal symbols flashing forth. Though not exactly like the initial one, the patterns and momentum were eerily similar!

"Wind rise!"

She spread her arms, lifted her head to the sky, her cold visage flashing with killing chill. The wild wind danced, and those seal symbols, following the wind's force, entwined within, amidst the misty transformation, a massive wind vortex seal formation condensed into being.

Amidst the wind's swirl, the seal formation within felt no tremor at all—clearly integrated yet unaffected. Precisely speaking, the wind likely had no effect on the formation; rather, the formation was drawing in and pulling the force of the wind vortex wrapped around it, strengthening itself.

The four attacks came one after another, yet they couldn't even break through the wind vortex, let alone deal with the seal formation inside it.

"Not good! This formation has a problem—don't hold back, use thunderous means to suppress her!"

Li Qingshan wasted no time, clasping his hands in front, making a turning motion, assuming a pushing posture. The Blazing Sun Yang shot out instantly, carrying the might of heaven and earth, rushing to suppress Wang Wu.

Nie Xing twisted his body, qi flowing through him, the illusory giant elephant around him solidifying considerably in an instant; he thrust both fists forward, the elephant phantom actually stomping and leaping out, lunging toward Wang Wu.

As for the Wang Yicai siblings, each executed a sword technique, combining the two into one, condensing hundreds of sword shadows from all directions, bombarding the area around Wang Wu.

Four youths who looked down on their peers in the Bright Moon Empire actually all brought out their bottom-of-the-box tricks to deal with a girl of the same age.

"Clouds move in all directions, wind and rain are about to come!"

Wang Wu leapt up, landing lightly on the light-and-shadow seal formation within the wind vortex, she gave a clear shout, single-handedly waved a palm, striking forward into the void.

Thunder boomed, wind blades surged, the entire wind vortex instantly reversed—originally it had been drawing in surrounding wind to pour into its internal seal formation; now it was the opposite, drawing immense power from the supreme seal formation above.

"Whoa——"

The illusory giant elephant, arriving late but striking first, slammed into the wind vortex; its shadowy form became especially solid. Swinging its head and tail, its elephant legs stomped, possessing the force of moving mountains and shaking earth, even causing the entire wind vortex to tremble and become slightly disordered.

The Blazing Sun's flames struck, fiery killing gale erupted, temperature soaring. The wind's wrapped force underwent a sudden expansion, unable to condense any strength, dissipating on its own.

The Wang Yicai siblings, however, seized the opportunity, slipping into the wind vortex and reaching Wang Wu's front.

"Hmph! Little girl, you're mine!"

"Point to the heavens, draw the earth!"

The two siblings leapt and turned, sword qi sweeping, throwing that seal formation into utter chaos; Wang Wu's fierce aura dropped in an instant.

Wang Wu's expression changed; despite her such means, she still couldn't block the four peerless geniuses. Her face involuntarily turned slightly bitter; the ever-proud her gained a hint of sorrow.

"Tsk tsk, junior sister, you're still a bit lacking in timing! Senior brother I'll reluctantly teach you a move!"

A familiar voice sounded in her ear; Wang Wu blinked slightly, then saw a figure slowly appear before her—it was Lu Fan.

He stood with hands behind his back, demeanor leisurely, his face full of gentle smiles; just one glance gave the feeling of a spring breeze. Unconsciously, one felt he could be trusted, as if any problem placed before him would be readily resolved.

"Lu Fan!" Wang Yicai shouted harshly, his eyes brimming with hatred; if looks could kill, he would have already sliced Lu Fan into a thousand pieces.

Lu Fan, however, seemed not to have heard, looking at Wang Wu with a smile, he said lightly: 'Mm! You performed well, not letting my Master down! In such a short time you combined the Formless Dharma Seal with the Wind and Wave Art; your talent among the Master's many genius disciples is enough to rank second!'

He clearly wanted to praise her a few words, but his light, insubstantial tone lacked force. For a proud girl like Liu Wang Wu, she ought not to take it in, at least she shouldn't have a good expression.

Yet contrary to that, facing myriad dangers, Wang Wu actually lifted her chin, softly asking: 'Then is the first place you?'

She had known Lu Fan for a long time already; he was clearly a martial arts good-for-nothing, but in just a few dozen days he made rapid progress, even reaching a point where she could not see through him and felt she would have to look up to him. This was not solely due to the master's inheritance; there must also be his extraordinary talent.

Lu Fan shook his head slightly, but a hint of wistfulness and longing appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "Her name is Yue Ruxue, the most outstanding woman I have ever seen in my life! I…… my master transmitted the supreme Dao secret to her in the morning, and she comprehended it by evening; in Dao intent, she only lacked some years of tempering. Now thinking back, that truly was a wonderful time!"

Yue Ruxue was his disciple; in martial arts and talisman arts, she lagged far behind him. However, in the understanding of martial arts intent and the true transmission of talisman arts, she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. That period of master-disciple interaction, being both teacher and friend, was carefree and unrestrained.

Looking back now, it truly counts as his most pleasant memory from his previous life. Compared to reaching the pinnacle, looking down on the world, and governing a realm's yin and yang, it was even more carefree.

Wang Wu was somewhat dazed; from Lu Fan's words, she had already sensed the astonishing talent and beauty of "Yue Ruxue." Gaining the true intent of the great Dao between morning and evening—this is exactly what she has been painstakingly pursuing!

If she could also achieve this, even just a one-in-ten-thousand chance, she could free herself from familial bonds, not worry about fate's entanglements, be carefree and unrestrained, and roam the world.

They each had their own thoughts, but to others it seemed they were deeply affectionate, gazing at each other with deep emotion.

Especially Liu Wang Yicai, he shouted Lu Fan's name, but the other party ignored him—such rudeness was already unbearable. What made him even more unable to tolerate was that the woman he regarded as a forbidden delicacy was right before his eyes, gazing intimately at the other party; how could he endure?

"Lu Fan, I will have you die!"

A howl rang out; Wang Cai raised his head and let out a long whistle, his clothes tearing apart under the surge of true qi, exposing his entire upper body. Countless knife scars and sword marks, hideously ugly, densely packed, ran across his whole body.