"But the intruder is a native, and no matter the reason, we can't just let it be."
"Are you in charge of this Fifth Stair or am I?" Hai Zheng said, his eyebrows knitted in anger.
"You are," Chao Xiyun replied helplessly.
Thus, Hai Zheng ordered the defenses to be withdrawn, and Wang Xing swaggered through the Fifth Stair.
The lord of the Sixth Stair was Ouyang Zhu. He had initially harbored many complaints about Mo Qi's appointment as deputy lord of the Seventh Stair. Later, he heard that Mo Qi had interfered in the Tong family's affairs, causing him to lose a chance to retaliate against the Tong family and also resulting in significant financial losses for the Ouyang family.
Therefore, he wished Mo Qi dead, a thousand times over.
But he had been enduring, waiting for an opportunity.
Wasn't this opportunity right before him?
This native would surely die if he proceeded, and without Ouyang Zhu having to lift a finger.
This was a godsend!
The deputy lord and hall masters of the Sixth Stair had also heard Ouyang Zhu's complaints and grievances about Mo Qi in their daily lives. Furthermore, seeing the Fourth and Fifth Stairs successively withdraw their defenses, they believed it was only natural for the Sixth Stair to do the same.
Therefore, no one tried to dissuade him.
Wang Xing passed through the Sixth Stair effortlessly.
Upon reaching the Seventh Stair, Wang Xing let out a long, arrogant roar.
"These seven stairs beneath the Southern Heavenly Gate are like my backyard; I enter whenever I please. What are these guards here for? Are they all here to eat shit?" Wang Xing scoffed.
"I said this group of people is nothing but a rabble, not worth worrying about. I said I could take on the entire Seventh Stair by myself, but they didn't believe me. Now it seems I was too conservative; I only need half a person!"
"Hahaha, it's wise of you to hide like turtles; coming out is just courting death."
"But I still want to ask, is there anyone else who wants to come out and die?"
"Where is Mo Qi? Just as you killed my brother, I will kill you today."
The arrogant voice echoed throughout the Seventh Stair, sounding extremely grating. However, people were helpless; he had the capital for his arrogance.
Having already fought his way to the Seventh Stair, Wu Di, Dugu Sheng, and Qi Yueyun could no longer stand by. The three of them charged forward in unison, each unleashing their magical treasures and divine abilities. Colorful lights erupted with earth-shattering sounds, striking Wang Xing fiercely.
"Overestimating yourselves!"
Wang Xing sneered, his figure flashing. His legs moved in a blur, his entire form enveloped in dense leg shadows as he plunged into the sea of colorful light.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the colorful lights were shattered.
Amidst the fragments of shattered light, three figures were sent flying backward, landing dozens of feet away.
All three lay on the ground, limp as rags, unmoving.
Wang Xing glanced at the people lying on the ground, deeming even a finishing blow unnecessary.
He then swept past them.
"Mo Qi, why haven't you shown yourself yet? How many more people must die for you before you appear?"
"Are you scared to die? When you killed my brother, did you think of this day? Are you in despair, with so many people around you, yet you can only watch me die? Are you in despair?"
At this moment, Mo Qi emerged from the great hall and stopped at the doorway, his expression calm. "In the beginning, your brother was as arrogant as you are. Later, I killed him."
"You are Mo Qi?" Wang Xing was somewhat surprised by Mo Qi's youthful appearance.
He had subconsciously assumed that whoever killed Wang Kui must be a weathered individual.
But he hadn't expected it to be a clean-faced young man.
Although cultivators couldn't judge their true age by their appearance, the youthfulness and smoothness on the face of the person before him indicated that he had experienced too little of the world's vicissitudes.
"It is I," Mo Qi nodded. "You must be Wang Kui's brother? Your brother died miserably, without even a chance to leave a last word. I think if he had had the chance to leave a last word, he would have said he shouldn't have underestimated me, shouldn't have made an enemy of me."
Wang Xing snorted, "My brother's death was an accident, but I guarantee that today, I will not allow any accidents to happen."
Mo Qi shook his head. "I also guarantee that you will not leave the Seventh Stair alive today. If you can come and go freely from the Seventh Stair, then you can probably enter and exit the Southern Heavenly Gate at will, and there would be no need for our Seventh Stair to exist."
"Hahaha..." Wang Xing laughed wantonly. "That's precisely the case. I'm here to take a head, as easy as taking something from my pocket."
"Give me your life!" With his words, Wang Xing lunged forward, his legs alternating in kicks, countless leg shadows densely striking towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi remained as still as a mountain, watching him with a smile as the overwhelming leg shadows surged towards him.
Seeing Mo Qi's confident demeanor, Wang Xing felt a flicker of unease.
But he immediately thought that Mo Qi was merely bluffing to bolster his courage and was not to be feared.
He continued his attack towards Mo Qi with the same speed and power, his entire body charging towards Mo Qi.
Dugu Sheng managed to prop himself up, his hands supporting him on the ground, a look of bewilderment in his eyes.
Fifth, on the other hand, appeared very regretful, believing Mo Qi was doomed.
However, Mo Qi remained motionless, giving the impression that he was ready to meet death with a smile!
The leg shadows were immense, emitting earth-shattering sounds. The leg shadows intertwined and coiled, like a giant python with its tongue flicking and its maw agape.
As the giant python was about to pounce on Mo Qi, from the perspective of Fifth and the others, Mo Qi was completely swallowed by the dark shadows.
He was dead for sure!
At this moment, without any warning, a barrier of light suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qi. The leg shadows struck the barrier, causing multiple bulges, as if a fierce beast was struggling desperately but unable to escape its cage.
The bulging parts then suddenly caved back in, flinging Wang Xing's body back as well, causing him to fall to the ground.
Wang Xing's vision swam. He thought it was just an accident and let out an "Eh," immediately getting back up, forming seals again. A white light saber shot out, striking the light barrier with lightning speed.
In his expectation, the white light saber would hit the light barrier with a deafening roar, and then the barrier would shatter. Mo Qi, behind the barrier, would also be injured and fall.
However, to his surprise, the light barrier similarly bulged and then caved back in, striking Wang Xing back. Wang Xing himself unleashed another light saber, which nullified it.
Mo Qi, standing outside the circle, narrowed his eyes, a ripple of unease stirring within him.
If this fellow continued to attack like this, it was only a matter of time before he broke through the formation.
"Now it's my turn to attack," Mo Qi's cold voice sounded in Wang Xing's ear.
Concurrently, Mo Qi made a gesture, and the surrounding light barriers suddenly rose, forming a closed space that enveloped Wang Xing.
Countless ghost-like figures drifted about, sometimes lunging at Wang Xing with bared teeth and claws.
Wang Xing activated his Heavenly Eye, and beams of red light shot out, shattering the illusory figures, which then dissipated.
A faint smile played on Wang Xing's lips, his eyes showing disdain. "You think a mere formation can trap me? You're too naive!"
With his words, Wang Xing lunged forward, his hands moving alternately, unleashing countless blade shadows towards the sky above his head.
A beam of light, like the first ray of dawn, shot down from the roof and struck Wang Xing.
Wang Xing sensed that the momentum was unusual and dared not be careless. He hastily withdrew his previous move, turned his body, and met the light beam emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword.
Dense light blades shot out, forming an impenetrable shield in front of him.
The Xuanyuan Sword, amplified by the formation, doubled its power.
Light energy traversed the air, emitting beast-like roars, shaking the heavens and the earth, and instantly colliding with the light blades.
A deafening explosion was heard.
Both beams of light shattered and dissipated. Wang Xing staggered a few times, but the subsequent light from the Xuanyuan Sword continued to strike him relentlessly.
At the same time, Mo Qi formed seals, and the spirit stones within the formation suddenly blazed with light.
Heavenly lightning, earth fire, and a barrage of arrows swept towards Wang Xing from all directions.
In an instant, Wang Xing felt as if he were in purgatory, with attacks from above and below, and suffering from all sides.
Wang Xing spun in place, his body suddenly radiating intense light, as if a thick layer of mist had suddenly enveloped him.
Concurrently, he continued to wave his hands, his palm strikes like blades, meeting the light of the Xuanyuan Sword, continuously nullifying the light beams.
The crossbow bolts shattered before they even touched his protective light shield.
The heavenly lightning and earth fire struck his protective light shield, sparks flying, light energy shattering, making him appear like a bursting, shimmering hedgehog.
Although all the divine lights had engulfed him, the heavenly lightning and earth fire could not penetrate his protective light shield and harm him.
However, he was unable to find a way to escape for the moment.
In fact, he couldn't even move his body, feeling as if he were nailed in place.
Time ticked by.
Dugu Sheng and the others watched in great shock. They had never expected the formation to be able to trap Wang Xing.
Wasn't this a slap in the face to everyone?
From the positions of the Fifth and Sixth Stairs, they could see the flashing lights and surging energy from the Seventh Stair.
But the battle continued, which meant Mo Qi had not been defeated.
Their inner worlds were filled with panic.
If Mo Qi wasn't defeated, he might seek retribution later, so what should they do?
But they immediately dismissed this thought, deeming it impossible. If he could defeat that native, pigs might as well fly.
The problem was that the divine lights from the fighting in the Seventh Stair continued to flicker, constantly tugging at their nerves.
They had not stopped for days and nights, which was driving them to despair!
Wang Xing was equally despairing!
He had originally come to bully the weak, but unexpectedly, at some point, he had become the weak one!
While resisting the surrounding divine lights, he desperately sought a solution.