As Yang Hao convened with his officials to discuss the next steps for development, a figure from the distant Heavenly Constellation Sect traversed the void, heading towards Shu Commandery.
This person was Liu Ji, who had just broken through to the Grandmaster realm. He had suffered a great loss of face at the hands of Wan Mizhai at Wuhui Ridge some time ago, and now, having reached the Grandmaster realm, he wished to personally end Wan Mizhai.
As he passed through Jing Province, a figure waited silently in the air, stepping on a long sword.
"Brother Liu, you cannot go to Shu Commandery!"
Lan Feng's eyelids had twitched for an entire day after learning of Liu Ji's intention to attack Shu Commandery. The moment he thought of that figure in yellow robes, a trace of fear arose in his heart!
That day, the man in yellow robes had dealt him a severe blow with a single, effortless move, leaving his lungs and heart injured. That man was terrifyingly powerful and possessed profound strength.
If he himself was no match, how could Liu Ji, who had only just entered the Grandmaster realm, possibly contend?
Liu Ji heard this and became enraged, "Brother Lan, a mere shattered silhouette of light was enough to almost shatter your sword heart."
"You disappoint me greatly!"
"Brother Liu, that person's strength is formidable; we cannot resist him!"
Lan Feng said hastily. He was afraid, terrified. Liu Ji did not know, but how could he not?
Liu Ji flicked his sleeve, "When you mentioned this matter in the sect that day, the Sect Master analyzed it afterwards and concluded that it was likely a secret technique, merely a trace of primal energy sealed by a Grandmaster expert."
Lan Feng was somewhat perplexed and his expression grew serious, "A secret technique?"
"When the Sect Master traveled across the hundred nations in the past, in those prosperous kingdoms, he once saw yellow paper like the one you described. When the paper was crushed, it could awaken the primal energy sealed within."
Liu Ji spoke slowly.
"As you say, the one who fought me that day was a secret technique sealed by primal energy?"
"Precisely!"
Liu Ji stated directly.
Lan Feng pondered. A single trace of primal energy had nearly cost him half his life. If the true person were to descend, would he have any chance of survival?
Since it was a secret technique, it was also possible that Yang Hao had other contingency plans.
"Brother Liu, I advise you to be cautious!"
Lan Feng was somewhat worried. It was not easy for their faction to have a Grandmaster expert. Why go alone to such a dangerous place?
"My mind is made up, speak no more!"
Liu Ji roared and strode through the air.
"Brother Liu, you!"
"Alas!"
Lan Feng looked at the disappearing back and grudgingly flew back towards the sect.
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Shu Commandery City.
Wu Yong had already returned to Guanghan on orders to maintain the overall situation. On the same day, three armies advanced into Xiliang.
Yang Hao stood on the city wall, with Wan Mizhai following beside him.
"Ding! Defeat Grandmaster Liu Ji, reward one summoning of an ancient hero!"
"Failure, no penalty."
Yang Hao heard the system's mission and said to Wan Mizhai with a half-smile, "You'll be busy today."
This sudden remark left Wan Mizhai bewildered, "My Lord, why is that?"
"Liu Ji has arrived."
Wan Mizhai was puzzled. At this time, the Heavenly Constellation Sect was at war with the imperial court; how could he have the leisure to come to Shu Commandery?
However, he still bowed slightly, "My Lord, rest assured, this old man will surely make him unable to return!"
"Go, intercept him outside the city, and do not harm my people!"
Yang Hao's tone was calm and powerful.
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Gazing at the Shu Commandery City not far ahead, Liu Ji stopped and began to adjust his state. The continuous travel had depleted his primal energy.
Not long after, Liu Ji stood up and, after walking for a short distance, saw an old man with a white robe and white beard, holding a thick scroll, smiling at him.
"Wan Mizhai, next year on this day will be your death!"
Liu Ji said through gritted teeth.
He had been a formidable opponent in the Wu Kingdom, renowned as the foremost person below the Grandmaster realm. Originally, if he had gone to Wuhui Ridge himself, he would have undoubtedly returned with great gains.
But he encountered Wan Mizhai. Not only did he fail to obtain the formula for the Sheng Yuan Dan, but he also fought Wan Mizhai to a standstill, and his lifelong reputation was thoroughly buried in the empty Wuhui Ridge.
"Hmph! Such empty boasts. I shall have to learn from you."
Wan Mizhai's tone was chilling, his eyes narrowing slightly. For a moment, the surrounding area turned gloomy and dark, filled with a dead silence that was terrifying!
"Presumptuous!"
Liu Ji roared, his fists clenching until the veins bulged and his bones creaked. This old man was truly detestable, daring to be so arrogant in the face of his Grandmaster cultivation!
It was utterly overbearing.
He swung his fists, with booming sounds, and launched a punch as fast as lightning towards Wan Mizhai.
"Hmph!"
Wan Mizhai roared in anger. The golden scroll emitted a faint glow and slowly rose. Instantly, dense white primal energy appeared on the ground.
A strange white formation shot up into the sky, and the white primal energy instantly transformed into dark black light, completely engulfing the area.
*Po!*
A punch was launched, hitting the black light and causing ripples!
"What did you do?"
Liu Ji's face turned cold. Although he had only used half his strength in this punch, it was not something a Half-Step Grandmaster could resist.
*Boom!*
A monstrous aura suddenly erupted from Wan Mizhai, soaring to the heavens!
"You! Impossible! How are you worthy of entering my Grandmaster's gate!"
Liu Ji's heart filled with hatred, his eyes bloodshot, as if a monstrous flame was devouring Wan Mizhai.
"Even so, you will die today!"
As his words fell, Liu Ji soared into the sky, and a ten-zhang golden silhouette, bare-chested, slowly materialized.
"Die for me!"
Liu Ji roared, and the golden silhouette swung its colossal golden fist, smashing down fiercely. The fist imprint rippled!
*Buzz!*
After a rumbling sound, a poisonous bird, with a black body, red eyes, and purple-green feathers, the Zhenzhen, emerged from the black mist.
This was a poisonous bird whose feathers contained a potent toxin. It was most famous for being made into poisoned wine. Once contaminated, it was generally incurable.
This was a poisonous bird that Wan Mizhai had spent a lot of effort capturing in the Lingnan region in his previous life and had included it in his prescriptions.
*Boom!*
An explosion echoed from the Zhenzhen. Its broad, sturdy wings firmly blocked the heavy blow of the fist, shattering the fist imprint.
With a cry, the Zhenzhen extended a claw, like a net from the heavens, and lunged towards Liu Ji. The claw was like a long sword, radiating sharpness.
Four sword-like energies swirled within the claw, humming ominously!
*Ching!*
Before the claw arrived, four streams of sword energy shot out.
*Swish!*
Liu Ji swung his fist, colliding with the four streams of sword energy. The sharpness was fearless. Standing before Liu Ji was as if facing a master swordsman, exerting no less pressure than Lan Feng had!
"Vile creature, how dare you!"
*Bang!*
With a punch, he instantly shattered the four streams of sword energy. The shattered sharpness wrapped around Liu Ji's arm, carving lines of cracks.
Liu Ji retracted his fist. The immense impact caused his arm to ache, and thin blood trickled from the wounds to his fingertips.
*Swish!*
The sword energy dissipated, but the fierce assault did not give Liu Ji any respite. The sharp claw, glowing with a dark, dark green luminescence, lunged towards Liu Ji in an instant.
"Block this for me!"
Liu Ji placed his hands before his chest, and the ten-zhang golden silhouette stepped forward forcefully, shielding Liu Ji beneath its light.
The ferocious primal energy drove both Wan Mizhai and Liu Ji to their absolute limits!