"Ah Ling, have you forgotten the fateful decision you made? Have you completely forgotten your mission?"
As Young Master Wushuang launched his divine weapon with a wave of his hand, he still had the energy to speak to Meng Ling in the distance. It was clear that he wasn't exerting his full strength at this moment.
Meng Ling remained silent, standing at a distance, away from the battle between the two. While her actions were somewhat unpredictable, her silence towards Young Master Wushuang was clearly evident.
In the distance, Ming Qi was completely focused.
It had to be said that Young Master Wushuang was indeed very powerful, exceeding his expectations. Although they were both in the Emperor Realm, he had entered the realm relatively late, and compared to this naturally gifted young master of the Divine Weapon Sect, he still lacked some strength.
But given the current situation, he would not hesitate for a moment.
Seeing the swirling divine weapons surging toward him like a dark cloud, Ming Qi chose to defend instead of unleashing his full force.
The strongest fire ring, still the strongest fire ring.
In the first clash, the Fire God Seal had neutralized Young Master Wushuang's attack, rendering the strongest fire ring ineffective. However, he judged that relying solely on the strongest fire ring for defense this time might be insufficient.
However, Ming Qi acted decisively and chose no other defensive measures. He simply swiftly fled, bearing the fire ring.
Seeing Ming Qi still show no interest in fighting, he couldn't help but frown. They were both at the Emperor Realm, yet this man was too weak!
At this thought, Young Master Wushuang's face flashed with endless scorn. "Since you're just avoiding mere evasion, there's no point in continuing to fight you. Let's just end this quickly!" With his mind made up, Young Master Wushuang soared into the air, his hands waving frequently. Bits of multicolored light continuously flew from his fingertips, forming graceful, iridescent clouds in the sky.
His movements were peculiar and eerie, making it impossible to follow their trajectory. However, the violent surge of power surrounding him made it clear that his attack was anything but simple!
Even a peak-level Martial Emperor wouldn't dare to withstand the full force of his attack.
Ming Qi continued to drift through the air, his entire form blurred, leaving only a faint afterimage, and his trajectory unclear.
But Ming Qi's mind was now crystal clear. His goal was to close the gap between them while maneuvering and dodging. Only then could he strike a thundering blow, severely injuring Young Master Wushuang, or even killing him outright.
Just imagine how difficult it is to kill an Emperor-level expert!
But Ming Qi was determined to do just that today. His detour wasn't meant to escape, but rather to find the opportunity to slay Young Master Wushuang with his sword, creating an impossible legend!
The divine weapons filled the sky like drifting willow catkins, their overwhelming pressure nearly annihilating the entire Divine Weapon Sect. Countless buildings collapsed, and many disciples who hadn't had time to escape were also affected.
Finally, within a few breaths, Ming Qi was completely submerged by the swarming divine weapon shadows.
"Hmph, a mere ant!"
Young Master Wushuang sneered at Ming Qi, who had been completely submerged and could no longer be found. A mere ant dared to challenge his authority—he was courting his own destruction!
He turned and looked at Meng Ling, who stood in the distance, stunned.
"Ah Ling, you've been obsessed with him for decades. Don't you know you're wrong?"
Meng Ling's voice was quiet, but it inexplicably evoked a wave of fear in her.
She was an ancient demonic weapon, the wielder of the Human Blood Demonic Harp. No matter how powerful her opponent, she bore no fear. But she dreaded fate, a damned fate that bound her and Mr. Wushuang together, inseparable unless one of them died.
Meng Ling remained silent. After a long pause, Mr. Wushuang sighed softly, "It seems you've been assimilated by humanity. I should consider fully unleashing your demonic nature and restoring you to your former strength. Then, I imagine our Divine Weapon Sect will soon be able to unify the Tianhuang World!"
At the mention of unifying the Tianhuang World, Mr. Wushuang's eyes lit up. His ambitions were far greater than that. Unifying the Tianhuang World seemed like a long-held wish. Now, he desired much more!
"In the future, the Divine Weapon Sect will not only unify the vast world of Tianhuang, but also rise above the heavens. How could you betray me for a mere ant?"
Young Master Wushuang suddenly raised his voice, his tone becoming sinister and terrifying.
Meng Ling seemed to sense Young Master Wushuang's anger, but she said nothing. She simply took a few steps back, then stood there in mid-air.
"Are you truly planning to betray me completely?!"
As he spoke, Young Master Wushuang suddenly sneered, "Don't think you can escape me. This is fate, do you understand?"
He opened his arms to the sky and said, "Demons naturally survive in the cracks. Since your fate is tied to mine, never think otherwise!"
Excited, Young Master Wushuang laughed wildly, his entire body shaking.
But just as he was laughing, a beam of light suddenly and silently appeared from behind him, and a figure suddenly appeared!
As an Emperor Realm expert, Young Master Wushuang naturally sensed something was amiss immediately. He turned around and was immediately met with a scene that astonished even him!
The man he had previously defeated appeared before him. This didn't surprise Young Master Wushuang too much. What shocked him now was that this man's eyes weren't the normal black and white of a normal person. Instead, they were filled with a vast expanse of stars, like a vast expanse of stars!
Young Master Wushuang was stunned for a moment, but then he began to move. But then something even more shocking happened!
He couldn't move!
The moment he was about to move, he found himself unable to move!
How could he possibly restrain an Emperor Realm expert?
Although he couldn't figure out why his movements were restricted, this momentary inability filled him with rage and embarrassment!
"You little ant, courting death!"
Young Master Wushuang moved again, only to be horrified to discover that his opponent, recklessly charging towards him, even pointed a finger at him.
Just that one thought sent a chill through Young Master Wushuang's body, as if he were about to drift off into space. He even felt his soul throb violently, as if it were about to rip out of his body and fly away!
"What kind of evil magic is this?"
Young Master Wushuang's thoughts raced as Ming Qi, a few steps ahead, slammed into him without hesitation. The immense force sent both of them flying backwards a hundred meters!
Then, a dazzling burst of light erupted from the two of them, instantly obscuring the sky for a thousand meters!
"Ah! A self-destructing martial spirit!..."
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Seeing this scene, everyone who had seen anything was stunned!