NOVEL NEXT Chapter 511: Want to Run? Too Late...
Liang Yi's chest was filled with a towering rage, but he still firmly suppressed it with an incredibly strong mental state.
Anger would only make one lose their reasoning, and what he wanted was to kill the imposter opposite him with a clear mind!
Moreover, things hadn't reached an irreversible level, and Liang Yi felt extremely grateful for his previous agreement to accompany Liu Rouxin in search of her elder's Blood Book.
Had it not been for fulfilling Liu Rouxin's request, he and his junior fellow disciples would not have encountered the elder of the Blood Book, and naturally, they would not have received the Blood Spirit bestowed by the elder.
Now, as Youyi's vitality was still present, with the Blood Spirit granted by the elder of the Blood Book, she should be safe and sound.
Liang Yi sensed that after Yue Bai had moved his junior fellow disciple to a safe place, he immediately crushed the Blood Spirit.
The sky was filled with drifting blood mist, and the intense Power of Laws contained within the Blood Spirit directly healed the sword wound on Su Youyi's chest, and her vitality started recovering at an unimaginable rate.
Liang Yi looked at the emotionless, extremely indifferent imposter opposite him; such an expression was one Youyi would never reveal to him.
The more he saw this expression, the more intense Liang Yi's killing intent grew!
Liang Yi had sparred with his junior fellow disciple before, and both knew each other's strengths like the back of their hands. But now, facing off against the imposter, Liang Yi understood why his junior fellow disciple had lost.
The sky filled with snowflakes collided with the sweeping light of the Big Sun, an immense pressure surged over, almost causing Liang Yi to lose grip of Yuan Zhou.
The sky-obscuring snowflakes sought to bury the glory of the Big Sun, but the boundless Light of the Sun intended to dissolve the encompassing snow.
Liang Yi clenched his teeth; his junior fellow disciple Youyi had only recently reached the Early Stage of the Seventh Realm, but this imposter was at the Great Perfection of the Seventh Realm.
An increase in Realm for a genius cultivator always meant a significant enhancement in strength, all the more so for Youyi, a genius who dazzles an epoch.
Although the imposter didn't possess Youyi's Sword Intent of the Emperor's Crown, she had other Powers of Laws at her disposal and was not rigid, having combined them entirely with Youyi's Sword Dao!
This was why Liang Yi now found it impossible to suppress the imposter with Laws, but instead was being suppressed by her!
Realizing the gap between them, Liang Yi's sword moves suddenly changed, and stars one by one lit up above the illusory Heavenly Vault within the snowstorm.
The Southern Dipper Sword which had once only lit up six stars, now thoroughly transformed under the stimulation of Liang Yi's intent to kill, changing from the Southern Dipper to the Beidou!
The Southern Dipper governs life, while the Beidou governs death!
Although Liang Yi had always used vitality as killing intent, leveraging the Southern Dipper's strong offensive power, when it came to sheer lethality, none surpassed the Beidou!
Right now, what Liang Yi wanted was to obliterate this imposter completely!
Greedy Wolf, Giant Door, Lu Cun, Wen Qu, Alioth, Martial Tune, Break Armies!
The seven stars lit up one by one, and Liang Yi's aura kept rising. Under the cumulative shine of the starlight, even the Light of the Sun was fiercely suppressed.
At the moment when the starlight reached its zenith, the seven stars of the Beidou descended from the illusory Heavenly Vault, attaching themselves to Yuan Zhou in Liang Yi's hand!
At this moment, the sword light in Liang Yi's hand surged!
The vast and mighty starry Sword Intent, roared together with the boundless snowstorm, breaking through the imposter's defenses, and slashing towards her face!
The Longsword in the imposter's hand was already ordinary, and now it completely failed to withstand Liang Yi's onslaught, snapping in two!
Moreover, this sword strike did not stop after hitting the imposter Su Youyi; its leftover energy remained undiminished, shooting straight to the sky, forming a bright aurora!
The already precarious Secret Realm, teetering on the edge of shattering under the ongoing fierce battles, became even more flawed, issuing a series of mournful wails, almost on the verge of collapse!
Liang Yi was slightly gasping for air, regulating the boiling killing intent and Spiritual Power within him, his gaze fixed on the dust and aurora before him.
In this sword clash, he had actually lost because the opponent had only made one sword strike, whereas he, despite changing his move, had made two!
And even when taking both his sword strikes at such close range, under such a powerful attack, that imposter still hadn't died!
Cen Zian wasn't in a hurry to leave either, watching the scene unfold from a distance. If the Ghostfaced Rebel could defeat Liang Yi, then there would be no other cultivators remaining who could contend with him.
If the Ghostfaced Rebel lost, then it wouldn't be too late to run.
Although he had suffered tremendous losses this time, wiping out his accumulations of hundreds of years in one battle, as long as he could bring back the Ghostfaced Rebel who had completely copied Su Youyi's power, it would still be a great profit for him!
"It's a pity, after copying one person, you cannot continue to light up the mask within the next 24 hours. Otherwise, if I could copy that brat Liang Yi as well, what a tremendous opportunity that would be!"
Cen Zian felt a slight pity; the Ghostfaced Rebel could at most copy three people at once and could switch between them.
Once in his master's hands, the Ghostfaced Rebel had replicated three genius Great Cultivators of the Ninth Realm.
However, after being struck by Chen Hua's sword, it was directly reverted to its original form, and this was the first time it had replicated someone since being repaired.
Speaking of Liang Yi and Su Youyi, even as an adversary, Cen Zian had to admit the monstrous talent of both; he had never seen cultivators more genius than these two.
Upon seeing Su Youyi's breath gradually stabilizing and her injuries receding at an unfathomable speed, Yue Bai's suspended heart could finally be put to rest.