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The Will of a Hundred Weapons, an intent that embodies the essence of all weapons, representing the ultimate in armaments.
Ordinary people could never comprehend so many types of weapon intent. Only those with the Hundred Weapons Battle Physique could do so with ease.
Endless weapon intents gathered in the sky.
It was hard to imagine the sheer power this force contained.
As more and more weapons converged, the force in the sky grew increasingly immense and overwhelming.
It felt like it could punch a hole through the heavens.
Seeing this formation, Gong Yun’er smiled slightly and got serious.
She began forming the Fourfold Seal again, with four different seals floating slowly in her palms.
Then she clapped her hands, and more and more Fourfold Seals surged out.
These seals fused into her domain, strengthening it further and increasing the oppressive pressure.
When the Will of a Hundred Weapons reached its peak in Li Mubai’s hands, a loud “boom” rang out, and the sealed space around them finally cracked under the pressure.
“Kill!” Li Mubai shouted, his entire body emanating a killing edge, like a bloodthirsty divine weapon.
The force gathered above his head slashed downward in a massive wave.
Along its path, the sealed void shattered, a testament to its power.
“Well done,” Gong Yun’er snorted coldly.
Her domain of Fourfold Seals expanded, filled with countless floating imprints.
As the domain spread out, it also shattered the locked space.
When the Will of a Hundred Weapons collided with the domain, the world seemed to freeze for an instant.
Then came a blast louder than anything heard before.
A mushroom cloud shot into the sky. The shockwave alone sent many God Meridian cultivators flying.
The diamond-forged arena was completely destroyed.
Dust filled the air, the ground shook, and many had ringing in their ears, their minds left dazed.
“We probably won, right?” someone asked uncertainly.
Everyone looked toward the center of the blast. As the dust settled, faint spiritforce still lingered.
“She... she...” someone stammered, looking ahead.
At the center of the domain, Gong Yun’er was kneeling on one knee. Aside from her slightly messy hair, she had no visible injuries.
Her domain still held protective energy around her.
On the other hand, Li Mubai’s strength had been completely exhausted.
His battle physique had entered a weakened state, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
Also kneeling, his eyes were blankly staring at the ground.
“Bring him back,” Baili Chengfeng sighed.
“It’s clear he’s lost and has no strength left to fight.”
...
Gong Yun’er slowly stood up. Her previous battle had loosened her hair bun.
As she rose, her long, jet-black hair fell behind her.
She casually tied it into a long braid and slung it behind her.
With a calm gaze sweeping the surroundings, she said, “Next.”
Everyone looked at each other. Many were now thinking of backing out.
At this point, stepping up meant nothing but humiliation.
“Primordius, talk it over with Xiao’er and decide who’ll go,” Baili Chengfeng said from the side.
“It’s meaningless for the others to continue.”
After speaking, Baili Chengfeng glanced at Xu Zimo and asked, “Young Master Xu, any thoughts?”
“As the host, it’s only fitting for your Baili Imperial Clan’s saintess to go,” Xu Zimo replied.
“Then I’ll go,” Baili Xiao said coldly, giving Xu Zimo a glance before walking onto the arena step by step.
...
A battle between two women, especially ones at this level, got everyone’s attention.
Baili Xiao walked step by step, her white dress fluttering in the breeze.
With each step, her aura grew stronger.
By the time she reached Gong Yun’er, her presence was unstoppable.
“I’ll give you ten minutes to rest, so no one says I won unfairly,” Baili Xiao said calmly.
Gong Yun’er wasn’t angered by her words.
Instead, she nodded and sat cross-legged.
“I only need five minutes.”
Clearly, the previous fight had cost her a lot.
And Baili Xiao’s pressure was something else entirely.
“This... such kindness from a woman,” someone below commented regretfully.
“She should’ve just fought. What’s the point of saving face?”
“Strong ones have their pride, especially these prodigies, they’re all extremely arrogant. Of course they wouldn’t want to win dishonorably,” another explained.
Xu Qingshan watched the scene and turned to Xu Zimo with a smile. “Son, how’s this Martial Heaven Tournament been for you?”
“Not bad,” Xu Zimo nodded.
“At least it gave me insight into the strength of the Eastern Continent. These are the ones I’ll compete with for Heaven’s Will in the future.”
“If you were to fight them, how confident are you?” Xu Qingshan asked again.
“Let the tides of greatness rise and fall, I’ll suppress the five continents with one hand and shake the heavens with a snap,” Xu Zimo said with a faint smile. “They’re still beneath me.”
“You’re too confident,” Xu Qingshan reminded.
“With great power comes great confidence,” Xu Zimo replied with a smile.
...
Gong Yun’er slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of white mist.
She stood and said, “Let’s begin.”
Baili Xiao didn’t say anything. Her nature was cold and quiet.
Her figure radiated overwhelming presence as she raised her right hand to strike at Gong Yun’er.
Spiritforce surged around both women as they clashed.
Every move they made seemed to return to the essence of combat, stripping down to pure technique.
Gong Yun’er used Reverse Dragon Seven Steps, combined with the Netherworld Soul-Severing Palm and Fourfold Seal. Half the sky looked ready to collapse under her blows.
Baili Xiao moved like a graceful celestial maiden, descending from the heavens.
Not only was it visually stunning, but her aura was powerful like a rainbow piercing the sun.
Explosions echoed around them.
They fought from the ground to the sky, stepping through the air, flashing from south to north. Their silhouettes danced across the sky.
One blast after another shook the heavens, and the void occasionally tore apart.
After fighting for more than ten minutes, the two finally separated and stared at each other.
“At this rate, who knows how long this will go on,” Gong Yun’er said calmly. “Let’s use our True Fates.”
As she spoke, the scenery around them began to shift.
A purple spiritual aura shot up from behind Gong Yun’er, dyeing the sky.
Starlight fell as a starry sky surrounded them.
“Radiant Light, Firefly Spark, Celestial Garden, High Sovereign, Imperial Chariot, World Overseer.”
With each name Gong Yun’er chanted, a corresponding star lit up brilliantly in the sky.
“East Chancellor, Northfall Gate.”
Eight great stars blazed in the heavens.