Chapter 907: Between the Sacred
The reason this situation occurred was because the Azure-robed Guest had made a miscalculation.
Infinite Green could indeed have blocked that iron knife for at least three breaths of time.
The problem was that when Unparalleled Red launched an attack at him with an unprecedented fearless posture, as his wife, Infinite Green naturally sensed it.
Afterward, whether she truly understood why Unparalleled Red was doing this or remained confused, uneasy, and doubtful, her actions would inevitably slow down.
In the end, that iron knife severed the whisker threads and cut through the Daoist sleeve in less than three breaths of time.
Thus, when the Azure-robed Guest thought he could finally escape successfully, he saw that iron knife coming straight at him in the sky.
A sharp cry, filled with rage and unwillingness, rang through the sky and fell among the peaks.
Following it came the whistling sound of air being torn.
A straight line descended from the high sky to a certain spot on the cliff face, with two figures faintly visible at the very front.
With a thunderous roar, countless dust and smoke rose from the cliff, and a cave mouth appeared.
The entire peak trembled slightly. A few breaths later, a certain spot on the cliff-top platform suddenly bulged high, then violently split open, spewing out countless dust and smoke.
Those two figures emerged with the dust and smoke, then heavily crashed onto the ground.
The two had fallen from the high sky, entered the cliff at an angle, and burst out from the peak’s summit—they had actually drilled straight through this solitary peak!
As the dust and smoke settled slightly, it became clear that the Azure-robed Guest was kneeling on one knee, his hands clasped together, holding a pitch-black, lusterless iron knife.
The man gripping the iron knife was naturally Wang Po.
He did not turn around, yet from his back, people could almost see the perilous majesty of mountains and rivers.
Unparalleled Red had also returned to the cliff-top platform by now, breaking through the dust and smoke, and punched toward the Azure-robed Guest.
Following that punch was that little red flower.
The little red flower was missing a petal, looking slightly damaged, yet its power remained terrifying to the extreme.
The Azure-robed Guest flipped his hands, crossed his halberd to block the iron knife, stomped his foot, and stirred up a cloud of dust that shot toward the little red flower.
The little red flower bloomed again, dazzlingly beautiful, emitting a sharp sound of air being torn.
That iron knife, without any reason, slashed down once more!
With a crisp crack, the green halberd snapped in two!
The Azure-robed Guest let out a sharp cry, his sleeves sweeping up countless dust and smoke, trying to momentarily delay.
But the smoke could not hide the color of the little red flower, nor could it swallow that blade light.
The red flower bloomed again!
The iron knife slashed again!
Scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape!
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Three unimaginably terrifying auras surged from the cliff-top platform, shooting straight into the sky.
The clouds in the blue sky fled in fear; some that drifted a bit slower were directly torn into shreds, then dissipated without a trace.
A battle between Sacred Domain experts was enough to make heaven and earth change color.
The soft sound of blooming flowers and the sharp sound of falling blades rang out continuously within the dust and smoke.
Vivid red and bright light alternated endlessly.
Suddenly, at a certain moment, all colors and light vanished.
With a thunderous roar, dust and smoke rose again.
The ground in the center of the cliff-top platform, about two li in circumference, sank a full half-foot with extreme precision!
Then came a long, deathly silence, without any sound.
The dust and smoke slowly drifted down.
First to be seen was the ground, which seemed to have been crushed countless times, smooth and flat to the extreme, as if paved with jade.
Then Unparalleled Red’s figure emerged from the dust and smoke.
His clothes were full of tears, and blood with a faint golden luster flowed slowly.
He staggered twice, a vivid red appearing on his face, which then quickly turned deathly pale—he must have suffered extremely severe internal injuries.
Next, Wang Po walked out of the dust and smoke, holding that iron knife in his right hand, his left sleeve swaying gently in the wind.
He still habitually drooped his eyebrows and hunched his shoulders as before, looking somewhat shabby.
But because of his severed arm, his left shoulder now drooped even lower, looking somewhat unnatural, with blood seeping out from above.
In the battle just now, he had used his severed arm to take a palm strike from the Azure-robed Guest, unwilling to let the iron knife slow down even for an instant.
Among the Sacred Domain experts on the continent, Wang Po and Unparalleled Red were considered the two with the strongest combat power.
Today, they fought together, striking with such ferocity, their killing intent resolute, leaving no room for mercy. Their intention was very clear.
They would not give the Azure-robed Guest any chance to leave.
They wanted the Azure-robed Guest dead.
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The Azure-robed Guest’s bamboo hat had been shattered, revealing that mysterious copper mask.
There was a crack right in the middle of the copper mask, splitting from top to bottom, straight and clear—it must have been broken by the iron knife. The rest of the mask was covered in countless cracks, looking as beautiful as the surface of certain porcelain, yet no longer as hard as before, appearing very fragile.
The Azure-robed Guest’s body swayed twice, and a muffled sound came from under the copper mask.
Blood flowed down from that straight crack, then seeped out from those fine cracks. The scene looked extremely eerie and terrifying.
His body had already been severed from all life force by Wang Po’s knife and Unparalleled Red’s flower. Countless cracks had appeared inside, and even his Nether Mansion, Star Cavities, and Sea of Consciousness were covered in spiderweb-like fine cracks, ready to shatter at any moment. From this point on, there was no possibility of survival.
The thousands of ancient trees that had collapsed on the cliff were still burning, but surrounded by the dampness of the mist, the fire gradually weakened, and it seemed it would soon go out. On the peak-top platform, which had sunk a full half-foot uniformly, hundreds of extremely fine dust columns rose, looking like miniature tornadoes shrunk countless times, gradually fading and about to vanish.
This Sacred Domain expert had reached the end of his life, and even now, no one knew who he was.
The cliff-top platform was deathly quiet.
Unparalleled Red looked at that Azure-robed Guest.
Everyone else’s gaze shifted back and forth between Unparalleled Red and the Azure-robed Guest, shocked and bewildered.
What exactly was going on here?
Weren’t Unparalleled Red and Infinite Green just now chasing down His Holiness the Pope, wanting to avenge their son’s death?
Why had a mysterious Azure-robed Guest suddenly appeared? Why, when this Azure-robed Guest tried to kill Chen Changsheng, did Unparalleled Red not help but instead stop him, even willing to suffer severe injuries, attacking this person with such a resolute posture, even giving people the feeling he was ready to die together with him?
“You… how did you know?”
The Azure-robed Guest finally spoke.
He stared at Unparalleled Red, his gaze through the copper mask still deep, but now carrying the flavor of death.
As he spoke, blood with a golden luster continuously seeped from the large and small cracks on the mask, giving off an eerie feeling.
“The Deacon Xin should not have appeared in Fengyang County.”
Unparalleled Red wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, “His appearance was too deliberate, as if someone had intentionally made him visible to us.”
“This is indeed a flaw, or rather, an imperfect point.”
The Azure-robed Guest said, “This was not my arrangement, but someone in your imperial court wanted to take the opportunity to wash him away.”
The people on the cliff-top platform could not understand this conversation, but naturally, there were those who could.
Prince Xiang’s hands had already left his belt, and his eyes shifted slightly, no one knew what he was thinking.