While Ming Qi was speaking, Lu Ji and Ye Yuancheng had finally eliminated the Demonic Spirit Walker.
Ming Qi had instantly reduced the three great generals under Master Wushuang to their original form, and the Demonic Spirit Walker had been slain. With the exception of Meng Ling, Master Wushuang's right-hand men had been eliminated.
"Do you think you can sever fate?"
From the void, within the pillar of light, Master Wushuang's faint voice could be heard.
The massive pillar of light moved through the void, making it impossible to discern whether it was Master Wushuang controlling this energy or whether this powerful energy was paving the way for him.
The entire Divine Weapon Sect was now in a state of turmoil, with figures swaying everywhere. Numerous cultivators soared from the sky, surrounding Ming Qi and the others from all directions.
Looking at the oncoming massive column of light, Ming Qi smiled coldly. With a slight movement of his body, he soared into the air, facing the distant beam.
No energy surrounded him, and he drifted there without emanating a single ray of energy. He was like a cloud, free and unrestrained.
"Whether I can cut it or not, I'll only know if I try!"
Fate, what does it matter? Even if a god lay before him, Ming Qi would strike without hesitation!
Back then, due to his lack of strength, he had watched helplessly as Meng Ling was forced to return to Young Master Wushuang. Now, he had finally waited for this moment. No matter how difficult the battle, he would never let that happen again!
Even if it was fate, he would cut it short!
"Try? Haha, what do you think fate is? I can only say you're too ignorant!"
Young Master Wushuang still hadn't emerged from the column of light, his vague shadow steadily moving towards Ming Qi.
"The thread of fate inevitably entangles the higher-ups. Be careful."
At this moment, the voice of the Wuxiang boy rang in Ming Qi's ears.
"The higher-ups?"
Ming Qi already knew some of the rumors about the higher-ups. The higher-ups were at the core of the world of order. They were born with extraordinary abilities, possessing the gift of peering into the power of fate, transcending their entire lives. They could be said to be at the pinnacle of the pyramid of the heavens.
"Yes, the higher-ups have the gift of peering into the power of fate. You must know that the power of fate is the source of all power in the heavens and the master of all power. If the fates of two people are truly tied together, severing them would be extremely difficult."
The Wuxiang boy clearly knew more than Ming Qi and was well aware of the difficulty of severing fate.
"Then what should be done?" Ming Qi asked.
"Simply severing fate isn't difficult, but severing a single thread of destiny without affecting other strands is incredibly difficult. However, if you truly intend to sever fate, then this person must be killed, and the sooner the better!"
"Huh?"
Ming Qi was a little confused by Wuxiang Tongzi's "the sooner the better" statement.
"In other words, you must slay him with lightning speed the moment he senses danger. This way, you can minimize the impact on other threads of destiny and preserve your woman."
"I understand."
Ming Qi nodded and looked at Master Wushuang.
The beam of light dissipated, revealing Master Wushuang, dressed in a black robe and white hair, his hands clasped behind his back, staring at Ming Qi.
As their eyes met, Ming Qi's heart sank. This Master Wushuang was indeed the once-brilliant and gifted young master of the Divine Weapon Sect. Awakening in just a few decades, he had already reached such a state!
Peak Martial Emperor!
It seems that what Meng Ling had said earlier was true. Young Master Wushuang was on his way to the Martial Emperor realm.
However, Young Master Wushuang had clearly sensed the danger, forcing him to interrupt his Martial Emperor pursuit and instead appear to confront Ming Qi.
This clearly showed that Ming Qi's strength had already captured Young Master Wushuang's attention.
Ming Qi stopped talking, extending his right hand. The Fire Emperor Sword instantly unleashed a blazing light several feet long, instantly illuminating the entire space with a fiery crimson.
Young Master Wushuang smiled coldly, then gently raised his right hand and pointed at Ming Qi. A multicolored light emanated from his fingertips and flew towards Ming Qi.
At first, the light seemed insignificant, but the moment it left Young Master Wushuang's finger, it transformed dramatically!
The light exploded, rapidly changing at a speed barely discernible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the light expanded a hundred feet, quickly forming a dazzling expanse. Within this radiant space, countless divine weapons could be seen rapidly condensing.
Several-foot-long swords, ten-foot-long long blades, mushroomed like mushrooms after a rain, instantly filling the entire hundred-foot space!
The next moment, a cloud of divine weapons, like streaking meteors, detached from the hundred-foot space and rolled towards them at a speed surpassing even that of a Martial Emperor.
Wherever the divine weapons passed, all cultivators were completely annihilated, and all buildings were reduced to ruins, looking as if they had been sunk for a thousand years.
Ming Qi's eyes were like eagles, fixed intently on the oncoming divine weapons. He gently swung the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand, and a ring of bright flames appeared around him. It was the strongest fire ring of the Nirvana Divine King Art.
The strongest fire ring, an absolute defensive immortal technique. Although Ming Qi was unsure if he could block Young Master Wushuang's terrifying finger, this did not affect his battle strategy in the slightest.
Defense, a single strongest fire ring was enough!
Unleashing his most powerful ring of fire, Ming Qi's Fire Emperor Sword danced through the air, a massive seal rapidly gathering in the sky. The mountain-like Fire God Seal suddenly descended upon the volley of divine weapons unleashed by Young Master Wushuang.
In the distance, Xing Yun quickly stopped Da Hei, who was attempting to charge forward, and said, "You can't intervene in a fight like this. Not only you, but I'm afraid I can't either."
Lu Ji and Ye Yuancheng also moved away, completely speechless. Although the two fighting didn't unleash earth-shattering magical powers, the sheer momentum of both sides was enough to overwhelm them.
Both at the Martial Emperor level, why was there such a huge gap?
Lu Ji and Ye Yuancheng naturally had no intention of joining the fray, but their frustration naturally focused their attention on the other members of the Divine Weapon Sect. For a moment, the rest of the Divine Weapon Sect was in turmoil as a result of the two men's commotion.
The Fire God Seal and the vast array of divine weapons collided in the blink of an eye, but surprisingly, both forces were controlled with incredible precision, with virtually no energy leaking out!
The next moment, both the Fire God Seal and the vast array of divine weapons vanished in an instant.
Ming Qi flew backward nearly a hundred feet before stabilizing himself, while Young Master Wushuang remained stationary, unmoved!
"You think you can sever your fate with this?"
Young Master Wushuang's voice rang out calmly, and he raised his hand again, still a dot of colorful light.
A single finger pointed at the divine weapons, and Ming Qi was left with no chance to break them.