Chapter 589: Di Shitian Loses an Arm, Phoenix Blood Casts the Sword

In the Sword Pool.

Bu Jingyun and Xiongba engage in a fierce battle.

With Xiongba's Three Qi Returning to One, combined with the No-Script No-Dao of Jing Wang, his strength is indeed several notches higher than it was before.

If this were the battle at Tianshan back then, Bu Jingyun would have been defeated after holding out for at most five moves.

But Bu Jingyun has not wasted this period of time; he was heavily injured that day and was rescued and brought to Baijian Villa.

Because of the decisive battle with Xiongba, he vented most of the hatred and anger he had accumulated over the years. Coupled with the fact that his initial injuries were too severe for him to move, he could only idly watch the falling flowers, and Bu Jingyun unexpectedly gained further insight into the mysteries of the "No-Seeking Easy Art." Driven by the No-Seeking Easy Art, the power of both his Paiyun Palm and Xianglong Shiba Zhang has increased further.

What Bu Jingyun is most proficient in is undoubtedly the Paiyun Palm and the Xianglong Shiba Zhang. Because Xiongba was wary of him, he kept many secrets regarding the Paiyun Palm and could not have taught it meticulously. As for the Xianglong Shiba Zhang, although Yu Liancheng explained it meticulously five years ago, Bu Jingyun was still young at the time and his martial arts foundation was insufficient, so he had not fully grasped it.

But now, having arrived at Baijian Villa, experts are as numerous as clouds.

Especially with the guidance of two peerless experts, Yu Liancheng and Mo Baisuzhen, Bu Jingyun has progressed rapidly, thoroughly displaying the talent of the Bu Clan God Race, which can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds.

This harvest is no less than Xiongba's absorption of the No-Script No-Dao.

At this moment, while exchanging blows with Xiongba, although he is temporarily at a disadvantage, Mo Baisuzhen, who is on the sidelines, has always believed that Xiongba will certainly not be a match for Bu Jingyun in this battle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xiongba unleashes fists, palms, and legs all at once. Every move and every stance is extremely terrifying, containing not only the persistence of wind, the rigidity of clouds, and the coldness of frost, but also mixed with the inverted madness of the No-Script No-Dao.

But unfortunately, even so, he is unable to take down Bu Jingyun for the time being.

During the exchange, Bu Jingyun's entire body emits dense mist, and his figure moves constantly following Xiongba. After a dozen breaths, the entire Sword Pool is filled with a white mist.

"Penglai Fairyland!"

Xiongba lets out a cold snort, strikes Bu Jingyun back with a punch, and a cold sneer curls the corners of his mouth: "Bu Jingyun, using the martial arts I taught you to deal with me, you really don't take this old man seriously."

It turns out this move is the "Penglai Fairyland" of the Paiyun Palm, which can emit mist to block vision and manipulate the mist to conjure the enemy's most feared existence, defeating the enemy when their mind and spirit are unguarded.

"Xiongba, today I will have you die under the Paiyun Palm." Bu Jingyun's voice comes from the clouds, yet it is as ethereal and unpredictable as a cloud.

"Heh, foolish. You really think a mere Penglai Fairyland can deal with this seat?"

Xiongba tears off the cloak behind him, rotates his hands, and drives the cloak, actually using both palms to execute the "Wind Rolls the Building and Remains" of the Fengshen Leg. The cloak swirls wildly, forming a vortex hurricane that pulls in all the surrounding clouds. It would take only four or five breaths of time to break Bu Jingyun's meticulously arranged Penglai Fairyland.

And just at this moment, a figure appears from behind Xiongba, and both palms strike out silently.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to sit still."

Xiongba seems to have sensed it long ago. A ferocious grin appears on his face, and with a roll and a lead of his palms, he immediately sends the cloak crashing toward the figure behind him.

This cloak contains the immense force of "Wind Rolls the Building and Remains"; once it hits Bu Jingyun, he will surely be dead or severely injured.

However, the moment the figure is struck by the cloak, it immediately turns into a wisp of cloud and dissipates.

"Not good, I've been tricked."

Xiongba is suddenly startled, but the real Bu Jingyun has already attacked head-on, striking heavily on Xiongba's chest with the "Mountain-Toppling and Sea-Draining" of the Paiyun Palm.

Bang!

Xiongba's sturdy and tall body trembles, and blood spills from the corners of his mouth.

"Good lad, but your master is no pushover either."

However, Xiongba does not retreat. He forcefully endures the injury, grabs Bu Jingyun's arm with his left hand with lightning speed, and strikes out with a "Mountain-Toppling and Sea-Draining" with his right hand.

Bu Jingyun is slightly startled, not expecting Xiongba's physique to have become so much tougher.

But his reaction is also extremely fast; he quickly raises his arm and executes the purely defensive "Seeing the Dragon in the Field" from the Xianglong Shiba Zhang. As soon as this palm is used, the air in mid-air seems to freeze, as if a copper wall and iron bastion had been erected.

Boom!

Xiongba's palm, carrying the force of a collapsing mountain, has already shattered the air wall and then crashes into Bu Jingyun's arm, emitting a sound like a beating drum. The next moment, the sleeve on Bu Jingyun's arm bursts, turning into flying butterfly-like fragments. This move, "Seeing the Dragon in the Field," was meant to be performed with both hands to exert its maximum power.

Now that Bu Jingyun's other hand is restrained, facing the enemy with one hand, the power is more than halved.

Xiongba's remaining palm force has already struck Bu Jingyun's chest.

Bu Jingyun also spits out a mouthful of blood.

Both are injured, but this only further ignites the ferocity in their blood.

Amidst wild roars, they launch a storm-like bombardment against their opponent.

The subsequent battle is entirely close-quarters combat, with every move aiming to take a life. Both strike each other with fists and palms, spitting out mouthfuls of blood from time to time.

Mo Baisuzhen watches this pair of master and disciple turned enemies, who are killing each other to the death, in silence.

This battle is extremely tragic.

But on Mo Baisuzhen's beautiful face, there is not much expression.

She possesses two hundred years of memories, and the scene before her cannot stir the slightest ripple in her Xinhu.

But soon, Mo Baisuzhen's expression becomes serious.

She sees that after the blood of Bu Jingyun and Xiongba falls to the ground, it all drifts toward the inside of the Jianlu.

Boom!

And when that Peerless Divine Weapon absorbs the blood of the two, it erupts with a heaven-startling aura, and the surrounding flames are instantly suppressed.

At the same time, a clap of thunder explodes over Baijian Villa. Large patches of dark clouds drift over, obscuring the last ray of the setting sun, and the sound of muffled thunder rolls.

Mo Baisuzhen seems to sense something and murmurs to herself: "The higher the cultivation, the more peculiar the fate, the greater the help to the Peerless Divine Weapon. This is precisely why Yu Liancheng wanted Xiongba to absorb the No-Script No-Dao of Jing Wang."

"Now, only the blood of Di Shitian is left."

Outside Baijian Villa.

If the exchange between Bu Jingyun and Xiongba in the Sword Pool can be considered brilliant, then the exchange between Yu Liancheng and Di Shitian is already heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, exceeding the cognition of mortals.

Both use their own methods.

With every breath, there are almost hundreds of collisions.

Their battle is not only a physical exchange but also includes a slaughter and struggle of the mind.

And in the eyes of ordinary martial arts practitioners, although they can feel the terrifying power like a mountain-calling and sea-howling tsunami erupting continuously, perhaps only Wuming is the only one present who can truly see the exchange between the two clearly.

The range of the two's engagement grew ever wider, from the heavens to the earth, expanding everywhere.

The surging force did not dissipate, instead blasting countless sand and stones into the air, uprooting trees, and even shattering them directly into dust.

The crowd of Central Plains Martial Arts World experts had all retreated to a hundred zhang away, or even further.

Those who had been slightly closer before had their internal organs churned by the True Qi, causing them to spray blood wildly.

This battle was destined to be recorded in history and shake the martial arts world.

"Today's battle, for us, is simply a clash of immortals, a duel between gods and demons."

"Previously, City Lord Yu single-handedly wiping out the Ghost Rakshasa was already shocking, but compared to the battle before our eyes, it really counts for nothing."

"This is the weight of the Fearless Ranking. Senior Wuming, Sword Saint, Wu Wudi, City Lord Yu... which one of them is not a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering expert, capable of rivaling an army of thousands alone? I wonder what kind of demeanor the God and Demon on the Fearless Ranking possess?"

"Although they are all experts on the Fearless Ranking, I think that whether it is Senior Wuming or Senior Sword Saint, I fear neither possesses such terrifying methods as these."

The crowd discussed it heatedly.

And the decisive battle between Yu Liancheng and Di Shitian had also reached a white-hot stage.

This old monster Di Shitian already possessed over 1,700 years of peerless cultivation, and his Saint Heart Tribulation methods were nearly as profound as the creation of heaven and earth; coupled with the Heaven-grade Immeasurable Maha, he could amplify the power of every move and style several times over, making attacks that were already beyond the mundane even more unimaginable, with every strike appearing capable of Opening Heaven.

Furthermore.

This old immortal Di Shitian had not lived for over 1,700 years in vain; he had some methods that even Yu Liancheng found troublesome.

For example, the Seven-No Absolute Realm.

Once the Seven-No Absolute Realm is unleashed, one can transform their body into dust particles, and carrying mist and lightning, reform in any other location.

It can be said that possessing this martial art makes one extremely difficult to kill.

However, the Seven-No Absolute Realm consumes a great deal of internal energy; even Di Shitian, who possesses over 1,700 years of internal energy, is unwilling to use it lightly.

And even if one could wound Di Shitian, unless it were fatal, it would be healed by the "Phenomenon of Returning Spirit" inherent in the phoenix blood.

However, after over a thousand years of consumption, plus being heavily wounded by Wu Wudi back then, the effect of this Phenomenon of Returning Spirit seems to be getting worse and worse; this is also one of the reasons why Di Shitian wants to slay the dragon.

And Di Shitian's shock toward Yu Liancheng was even more unimaginable.

Come to think of it, although Di Shitian regarded Yu Liancheng and Wu Wudi as his greatest enemies in life, this was still his first time truly engaging in battle with Yu Liancheng.

In his mind, Yu Liancheng's strength should be about the same as Mo Baisuzhen's, and even if he were stronger, it wouldn't be by much. Today, the Heaven-grade Immeasurable Maha could amplify his methods several times over, with every movement possessing the power to make heaven and earth lose their color. If he encountered the Bai Suzhen of five years ago, he would be confident in defeating the opponent within fifty moves.

Of course, if he wanted to kill her, that would be somewhat difficult.

Because that woman's methods were equally complex; if she were determined to flee, he might not necessarily be able to stop her.

Therefore, Di Shitian was also full of confidence in defeating Yu Liancheng.

But as the two fought, he was shocked to discover that even when he exerted his full power to drive the Immeasurable Maha, he was unable to shake his opponent.

This was not only because the opponent's cultivation was not below his own, but also because he had too few personal battles; his only true life-and-death struggle had been that one time with Wu Wudi.

Di Shitian did not have the so-called mindset of a martial artist; seeing that he could not suppress his opponent, he couldn't help but develop the idea of wanting to flee.

But then he thought, if Yu Liancheng were to successfully forge the Peerless Divine Weapon today, he would no longer be a match for him. And the other party had compiled the Fearless Ranking and knew many secrets.

If he were to be tracked down to the Heavenly Gate by the other party in the future, wouldn't that mean having no path to heaven and no door to earth, forced to scurry about like a wild dog?

Just as Di Shitian hesitated over whether to use the Immeasurable Maha to unleash that most inconceivable move, he saw the wind and clouds in the sky change color, and a powerful, chaotic aura surged out from Baijian Villa.

"The sword is about to be completed?!"

Yu Liancheng felt something in his heart, his gaze looking toward Baijian Villa, his eyes shining with brilliance. He turned his head to look at Di Shitian and sneered, "Alright, Di Shitian, there is no time to test moves with you; I only lack your final blood. Therefore, I want your blood to spill over Baijian Villa next."

"Just by you!?" Di Shitian sneered. He also turned his gaze toward Baijian Villa, his eyes revealing a scorching look: "I want this divine weapon."

He could feel the power of the Peerless Divine Weapon.

Therefore, no matter what, he had to get the divine weapon into his hands.

However.

The next moment, Yu Liancheng suddenly appeared before him, his speed so fast that it was more than a notch faster than before, clearly showing that the other party had not used his true strength earlier.

At the same time, Yu Liancheng reached out with his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and amidst a dragon's roar, he grabbed toward Di Shitian; it was precisely the "Oracle Dragon Claw's Heavy Dragon Deep Lock"!

Di Shitian let out a cold laugh, flipped his palm, and amidst a "Boom—" loud sound, unleashed a "Di Tian Wild Thunder".

This "Di Tian Wild Thunder" was driven by the Immeasurable Maha; it appeared to be just a thunderball, but it possessed terrifying destructive power.

Just as the "Di Tian Wild Thunder" was about to strike Yu Liancheng's five fingers, the Immeasurable Maha within Di Shitian's body suddenly stalled, causing his strike to have an imperceptible pause.

This seemingly instantaneous pause allowed Yu Liancheng to seize the opportunity and, with "Heavy Dragon Deep Lock", grab Di Shitian's right arm.

Crack!

A crisp sound, and blood spilled across the sky.

And as the blood spilled onto the ground, it immediately brought forth a burst of vitality, and the grass and leaves grew lush.

Looking at Di Shitian again, he roared wildly and retreated violently.

His eyes were blood-red, his face twisted, completely devoid of the majesty he initially held as "Heaven".

Di Shitian covered his wound with his left hand; his entire right arm had been forcibly torn off by Yu Liancheng.

And the torn-off right arm was naturally tossed toward the Sword Pool, using the phoenix blood to facilitate the completion of the Peerless Divine Weapon.

Di Shitian's expression was extremely ugly; even with phoenix blood, it was very difficult for him to regrow a severed limb: "Was it you who played tricks earlier?"

If not for the sudden imbalance of the Immeasurable Maha, he would never have suffered such a heavy injury.

And with his 1,700 years of cultivation, such a mistake should not have occurred.

It must have been the opponent who played tricks.

"I was the one who kicked God off the cliff. I knew that with your talent, it would take a long time to cultivate the Immeasurable Maha, so you would most likely directly absorb God's internal energy."

Yu Liancheng said in a calm tone: "I injected a small portion of my Immeasurable Maha into his Immeasurable Maha. Using my Immeasurable Maha to trigger your Immeasurable Maha, although it could only affect you for an instant, it was enough."

Di Shitian's face turned pale. Under the "Phenomenon of Returning Spirit", his right arm stopped bleeding. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Very good, very good!"

"Actually, in that instant earlier, I could have killed you." Yu Liancheng looked toward the Sword Pool again, his expression calm, but a light of excitement ignited in his eyes: "But for the divine weapon to be born, the first person it slays must have weight."

"That person is you!"

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