890: Chapter 886: The Terrifying Sima Yun!
890: Chapter 886: The Terrifying Sima Yun!
“It’s the Puppetry Technique!
Cover your ears and focus your mind quickly!”
Ye Zhihuan shouted urgently.
He had previously been controlled by Sima Yun’s Puppetry Technique, so he was well aware of how formidable it was!
At that time, Ye Zhihuan fell under its control and poisoned Ye Tian during his recovery, nearly causing the deaths of all his companions…
If it weren’t for the Ding brothers and the Ye elders risking their lives in a desperate struggle, they would never have made it to the gates of Tianmen.
Nonetheless, Ye Zhihuan gained wisdom through adversity!
While under the Puppetry Technique’s control, Ye Zhihuan received guidance from Ye Tian, learning how to suppress the Puppetry Technique with his own consciousness.
Now, he was able to warn the martial artists in the group.
Upon hearing Ye Zhihuan’s warning, the martial artists followed his advice immediately.
Though the sound of the flute continued to resonate, it was rendered ineffective…
The Puppetry Technique wielded by Sima Yun and his brother Sima Feng could not have any effect on opponents with stronger martial power.
For the Puppetry Technique to work, two conditions must be met:
If the martial artist targeted has power equal to, stronger than, or only slightly weaker than the wielder, the technique can only be used when the target is on the verge of death;
If the martial artist targeted is far weaker in power, then direct control is possible!
However, if the opponents know how to focus their minds and block out the sound of the flute, the Puppetry Technique becomes utterly ineffective!
Thanks to Ye Zhihuan’s guidance, even martial artists vastly weaker than Sima Yun were not controlled by him!
“Damn it!
They actually figured out how to counter my Puppetry Technique!”
Sima Yun gritted his teeth fiercely, but he continued to play the jade flute, its eerie melody stretching on endlessly.
Hovering midair, Sima Yun remained unreachable for the martial artists below, none of whom possessed flight techniques.
They could only feel a mounting sense of helplessness.
Though the Puppetry Technique was temporarily thwarted, leaving things as they were wasn’t an option.
Ye Zhihuan noticed a stone on the ground and infused it with his own power!
With a sudden toss, the stone flew with uncanny precision, targeting Sima Yun in midair!
“Boom boom boom boom boom boom~~~~~~~~~~”
The stone exploded violently the moment it reached Sima Yun’s face.
Ye Zhihuan’s mastery over the Sun Droplet Technique had reached perfection, allowing him to embed his Samadhi Fire Force into objects and trigger controlled explosions.
The explosion disrupted Sima Yun’s rhythm completely.
He had no choice but to wield the jade flute, a Life Weapon, to block the intense blast.
The flute’s melody ceased, and all the martial artists who had covered their ears let out a sigh of relief, raising their heads to look at Sima Yun floating above!
Ye Zhihuan had infused considerable power into the stone, creating an explosion of significant force!
But beyond that, it couldn’t harm Sima Yun in the slightest.
The jade flute in his hand, being a Life Weapon refined over millennia, possessed unparalleled defensive power.
Even Ye Zhihuan’s best efforts to cause the stone’s explosion proved futile!
Moreover, Ye Zhihuan’s actions utterly enraged Sima Yun!
“The wretched scum of the Ye Family have already disrupted the Sima Family’s thousand-year grand plan, and now you dare attempt to stop me from absorbing the Wind Flow Strength of other martial artists?
Today, I’ll ensure your Ye Family is wiped from the Martial Arts World completely!”
Sima Yun roared furiously, summoning the winds of nature to converge around him.
The winds encompassing him grew increasingly fierce, spiraling out of control to an alarming degree!
Tornadoes, gales, typhoons?
The howling wind filled the valley, shaking the landscape violently!
“Ahhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~”
A martial artist with weaker cultivation couldn’t maintain his footing amidst the gusts.
He was nearly hurled into the rocky cliffs by the violent winds, only saved at the last moment by a nearby companion.
Ye Zhicang couldn’t help but exclaim, “This guy has grown so powerful after absorbing Wu Weizi’s strength!
That means earlier, when he fought the Inner Sect disciples of Tianmen, he wasn’t even using his full power!”
Ye Zhirong nodded in agreement.
“Indeed.
We underestimated him.
Sima Yun’s power has now likely surpassed Wu Weizi.
This must be the ultimate level of cultivating Wind Flow Strength!”
“You meddling pests—die, all of you!”
Building up his energy, Sima Yun dove down from the sky, targeting the strongest among the group—Ye Zhihuan—as his first victim!
“Damn it!”
Sima Yun’s speed was so overwhelming that Ye Zhihuan couldn’t react in time, taking a direct hit!
“Crash crash crash crash crash~~~~~~~~~~~”
Unleashing his full power, Sima Yun created a devastating impact.
Ye Zhihuan’s body shot toward the cliffside, exploding upon collision.
“Clan Leader, are you alright?”
Ye Zhiran quickly rushed over, freeing Ye Zhihuan from the rock wall where he was embedded.
“I’m fine, but…”
Ye Zhihuan waved his hand, attempting to indicate that he could still fight.
Yet a mouthful of blood burst forth as soon as he spoke!
Sima Yun’s attack would have reduced anyone else to nothing but fragments.
Only Ye Zhihuan, protected by the Power of Light within his body, managed to hold on to his life.
However, the strike left him with significant internal injuries, which were unavoidable!
“We must buy time for Ye Tian to recover.
If we collapse after just one hit, how can we face the other martial artists with honor?”
Despite his severe injuries, Ye Zhihuan gritted his teeth and stood firm.
After being rescued by Ye Zhiran, he shouted decisively—
“Form the formation!”
As he spoke, Ye Zhihuan moved to Sima Yun’s eastern side.
Ye Zhiran, Ye Zhicang, and Ye Zhirong quickly understood, positioning themselves to the south, west, and north of Sima Yun, respectively.
The surrounding martial artists knew the four elders of the Ye Family were about to unleash their most powerful technique, the Four Symbols Formation.
They withdrew behind them, pressing their palms against the elders’ backs to transfer their own energy.
The danger united the group.
Even the Inner Sect disciples of Tianmen put aside past grievances and poured their energy into the elders without reserve…
With the combined energy of so many martial artists, the Four Symbols Formation executed by the Ye elders gained unparalleled power!
Yet Sima Yun remained indifferent, smirking coldly.
“Ye Family ants, do you really think I fear your Four Symbols Formation?
Let me tell you—after mastering the final technique of Wind Flow Strength and absorbing Wu Weizi’s power, I no longer fear any formation!”
With that, Sima Yun leapt high into the air, hovering overhead…
The Four Symbols Formation, designed to summon the forces of nature to oppose powerful foes, was less effective against an opponent who evaded its reach by ascending into the air.
Thus, Sima Yun’s aerial evasion posed a significant challenge to the Four Symbols Formation!
“This bastard!”
Ye Zhihuan gritted his teeth in frustration.
Despite the enormous power amassed by the collective effort, Sima Yun’s clever counter left the formation struggling to defeat him.
“Thunder Water Formation!”
Ye Zhihuan shouted, determining the force to be summoned by the Four Symbols Formation.
Ye Zhiran, Ye Zhicang, and Ye Zhirong nodded in agreement, channeling their strength fully into the formation.
Soon, the sky turned dark as ominous clouds gathered.
Above Sima Yun, thick black storm clouds loomed!
“Crash crash crash crash~~~~~~~”
Torrential rain poured from the thunderclouds in cascades, resembling a torrential shower.
“Hmph!
Petty tricks!”
Sima Yun sneered, enveloping himself in a fierce whirlwind.
The powerful wind shielded him entirely, leaving not a single raindrop upon him.
But the downpour was merely the prelude to the Thunder Water Formation.
As Sima Yun employed the whirlwind to shield himself, lightning suddenly struck from the storm cloud, crashing directly onto Sima Yun’s head.
“Boom boom boom~~~~~~~~~~”
The deafening thunder forced all the martial artists to cover their ears, while flashes of lighting illuminated the valley with blinding intensity.
Once the light faded, and the echoes of thunder dimmed, the group began to rejoice!
Everyone saw the Tian Lei strike Sima Yun head-on.
Surely, there was no way he could have survived…
“Amazing!
Sima Yun must have been killed by the lightning!”
“Wu Weizi’s Sect Leader has been avenged, and we martial artists who cultivate Wind Flow Strength can finally be safe.”
“That man was frighteningly powerful!
If we hadn’t united, defeating him wouldn’t have been possible!”
…
As martial artists began celebrating excitedly, Ye Zhihuan shouted urgently, “Everyone, stay alert!
Sima Yun is still alive!”
“What!?”
“Impossible!”
The martial artists snapped out of their cheerfulness and looked toward the sky.
Floating in midair, right where the lightning had struck, was none other than Sima Yun!
Amazingly, he appeared unharmed, save for his slightly scorched clothing.
“That man… he survived Tian Lei without dying!
How did he do it?”
“Sima Yun… could he be immortal?”
“Such immense defensive power surpasses even Wu Weizi, the Sect Leader!”
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