Gate of God

Previously, Yun Qingwu looked like a pristine individual, untouched by any dirt or evil that she came into contact with. But now, Yun Qingwu had an additional layer of class.

She was powerful.

However, Yun Qingwu could not be less interested in their fate. She did not even take a second look at them.

She turned to look at the fallen Fang Zhengzhi, then pointed at the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi’s hand. She did not even say anything.

But Bai Xing knew what she wanted immediately.

"Take Fang Zhengzhi and the sword over there!" Bai Xing glanced at Fang Zhengzhi, his icy aura still strong as ever.

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded.

His blade was still sheathed as he walked towards Fang Zhengzhi. He did not even look at Nangong Hao or Yan Xiu.

Just at that moment, a red glow appeared in front of this middle-aged man. He brought with him a hellish iciness.

This was Yan Xiu.

However, Yan Xiu was not Yan Xiu anymore.

Yan Xiu’s eyes were completely red, his Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan covered in red crystal. More importantly, there was a red light ring around his waist.

It kept swirling.

This was quite the ridiculous sight. The middle-aged man did not even look at Yan Xiu. He walked calmly towards Fang Zhengzhi, then...

Raised his sword.

"Boom!"

The red light swirled around Yan Xiu’s waist like a spirit out of hell. It looked as though its teeth were chewing on something.

An exclamation of surprise rang out all of a sudden.

Then, a figure retreated a couple of steps, the look of surprise and disbelief clear for all to see.

The candidates were all stunned to see this because they never expected that the middle-aged man would be the one to retreat.

"How is this possible?!"

"How does a pinnacle Heavenly Reflection State cultivator go up against a Rebirth State one?"

"Even though Yan Xiu already has one foot inside the Rebirth State, he is up against a Rebirth State opponent. How is this possible?"

All of the other candidates looked on in disbelief. They could not believe that Yan Xiu had managed to go up against a Rebirth State Demon.

Yan Xiu’s eyes continued to glow red as he stood in front of Fang Zhengzhi, his Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan covered in a layer of glowing red crystals.

The middle-aged man did not turn to look at Yan Xiu immediately. Instead, he looked down at his sword.

There was a red circle of light around the blade of his sword as it flew towards his palm.

"Open!" The middle-aged man’s hand shuddered and the red circle of light disappeared. However, there was a mark on the blade of his sword.

"It is no wonder the Dao of Asura is the most lethal of the six. However, how long can you remain in this state?" The middle-aged man’s expression became stern once again as he looked at the mark.

For a Rebirth State demon to take someone seriously...

That was quite unfathomable. Furthermore, his opponent was just a 16 year old at the pinnacle Heavenly Reflection State.

Yan Xiu ignored the middle-aged man.

He did not even bother answering the middle-aged man’s remark. The middle-aged man had thought that the other candidates were not worth his time or saliva.

But, who could be colder than Yan Xiu himself?

He was naturally cold and icy, even in the face of a Rebirth State Demon.

The middle-aged man didn’t expect that his opponent would ignore him completely. What the hell was this?

Shouldn’t a human be honored that a Rebirth State demon is addressing him directly?

"Move to the side and you can still live another hour!" The middle-aged man’s voice was cold.

Yan Xiu continued to ignore the middle-aged man. It looked almost as though Yan Xiu was a general looking at a clown.

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man would rarely be angered by a Heavenly Reflection State human. But this time, he was furious.

He moved, the sword in his hand covered by a layer of purple light.

At the same time, he disappeared from his original person, combining with the purple light as he shot towards Yan Xiu at unfathomable speeds.

Nangong Hao’s grip on his blade tightened, but a silver ray of light appeared right in front of his blade.

"Shouldn’t you be trying to protect yourself?" Bai Xing looked at Nangong Hao, his finger pointing at the silver ray of light.

"You can’t kill me." Nangong Hao glanced at the silver ray of light in Bai Xing’s hand, his eyes glowing golden. He lowered his sword, Standstill, at Bai XIng.

Ordinarily, it would be comical that a pinnacle Supernatural State cultivator said something like that to an intermediate stage Rebirth State Demon.

However, Bai Xing was not laughing.

Not only was Bai Xing not laughing, even the middle-aged man and the other demons behind Yun Qingwu were not laughing.

They all knew that this was a fact.

If Bai XIng could really kill Nangong Hao, why was Nangong Hao still alive. Furthermore, why would Bai Xing have to resort to a sneak attack?

It seemed quite impossible that a Rebirth State demon had to resort to a sneak attack against a pinnacle Supernatural State human.

However, Bai Xing did not say anything.

The human was Nangong Hao.

"You are right, but if I have some help, I am quite confident!" Bai Xing nodded solemnly before raising his head to look at the dozens of demons.

Nangong Hao did not answer Bai XIng because the middle-aged man had already clashed with Yan Xiu’s Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan. The power from the clash was explosive.

"Ding Dong!" Just at this moment, a shrill sound from a flute rang out. It’s penetrating power was keenly felt as it clashed with the purple light.

Then, a crisp exclamation of "Sh*t!" rang out.

Even before he could move the jade green flute away from his mouth, Wu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Overconfident!" The purple ray of light turned around as the middle-aged man showed himself. He turned to look at Wu Feng, who had fallen to his knees. Then, he turned back to look at Yan Xiu.

"Sh*t!" Yan Xiu’s face was flushed as he too spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been hit slightly later than Wu Feng.

The blood stained the Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan, causing the fan to glow an even brighter shade of red.

"How long more can you last?!" The middle-aged man asked again. However, this time, he was much more confident.

"I will last till he wakes up." Yan Xiu looked at the middle-aged man, the redness in his eyes swirling around. It looked like it was blood filling up his eyes.

"Wake up?" The middle-aged man was stunned. Then, he looked at the fallen Fang Zhengzhi, his expression changing.

He did not know how Yan Xiu knew that Fang Zhengzhi was still alive.

However, he knew that one thing was certain. Fang Zhengzhi’s sword was glowing a strange shade of purple.

That shade of purple was different from his.

It was bright, almost like it was blood.

Right now, that strange purple stain was spreading across the blade. In fact, it was beginning to stain the hilt and showed no signs of slowing down.

For some reason...

When the middle-aged man saw that purple, his heart shuddered.

Even though it was very faint...

It stunned the middle-aged man. He knew that Fang Zhengzhi was just at the pinnacle Heavenly Reflection State.

Even though he had 388 Daos in his pocket dimension. Even though he was a talent.

He was just in the Heavenly Reflection State.

This was an undeniable fact!

So, why was a Rebirth State demon like himself shuddering at the sight of a Heavenly Reflection State human? Was it the sword or the strange purple stain?

The middle-aged man did not know, but he knew that he could not let Fang Zhengzhi continue holding that sword. The sword unsettled him.

He turned to look at Yan Xiu.

He did not say anything this time. He prepared to deliver a lethal blow to Yan Xiu. That was the only way he could take the sword from Fang Zhengzhi.

Only then...

Would he feel more secure and safe?

"Die!" The middle-aged man bellowed icily as he morphed into a purple ray of light once again. However, this time, the purple light began to multiply until it turned the entire sky purple.

"Yan Xiu!" Wu Feng’s voice rang out as he put the flute to his lips. Even though he knew that this was courting death...

Even though he knew that it was useless...

He did not hesitate to put the flute to his blood-stained lips. His blood-stained hands continued to dance along the flute as a melodious tune emerged.

Xing Qingsui looked at the purple light shooting towards Yan Xiu. He knew what kind of power that was, but he had no way of stopping it.

He had other responsibilities at hand.

If he was not commanding 50,000 soldiers... if he was not carrying the weight of the Great Xia Dynasty’s plan on his shoulders... he would have done exactly what Wu Feng did.

But now...

He could not do so.

He had to deal with the more immediate threat to the army. The Southern Region soldiers were closing in from the Icy Monkey Settlement.

"Gather the troops and form them up in all four directions. General Zhao, take the left flank! General Wang, you will take the right flank! General Li, lead 5000 men and guard our rear! Everyone else, follow me!" Xing Qingsui waved the Emperor’s token in the air.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes, sir!"

All of the generals reacted immediately upon hearing Xing Qingsui’s orders. They exuded an aura of blood.

Alone, they were no match for the demons or even the candidates standing in front of them. However, if you gave them time to set up their formations...

They could become an impenetrable wall!

...

Yan Xiu looked at the countless rays of purple light shooting towards him. His lips trembled slightly as he fought against the pain.

However, his feet were stable.

It was almost as if they were spears driven deep into the ground.

As the rays of purple light neared, the red ring of light around Yan Xiu’s waist continued to rise. It was almost near his chest.

Every cultivator knew that the chest was a vital part of the body.

That was where the heart was.

The heart was the fundamental of the human body and it was also where the pocket dimension was located. Once it was penetrated, it would cause either death or the destruction of the pocket dimension. The destruction of the pocket dimension could cause a deterioration in cultivation state or permanent disability.

However, Yan Xiu did not bother about the fact that the red ring was inching closer to his chest and his pocket dimension.

The purple light was almost in front of him.

Yan Xiu’s hand sprung into action. The Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan beamed as rays of red light rushed towards the sky. In fact, they looked like streams of blood.

"Heaven and Earth Reversal, Removal of Mountains and Rivers!" Yan Xiu uttered icily. He had memorized these words from a young age.

However, he had only ever used the first phrase.

As for the second one...

He had never uttered it in his life.

That was a memory that didn’t belong to him. It belonged to the Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan.

"Hum!"

The entire area shuddered.

The bright red light crashed down from the heavens, carving out a picture of a mountain range. However, the rocks, the sand, even the water were all of one color.

That color was...

Red!

This redness brought with it a combination of intense heat and extreme cold. Despite its monotony, one could clearly make out the rocks on the mountains and the water. The mountain and rocks were moving and the water made gushing noises.

"Sh*t!" A bright red spray of blood stained the mountain range, causing the entire sky to turn red.