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If Shu Yishi's attack was like a rushing river, flowing endlessly eastward, then Mu Yuan resembled the gentle spring rain at night, nourishing all without a sound.
Both were outstanding Creators from Miao Cheng, backed by powerful forces. The Soul Battle between the two drew significant attention from the cultivators of Miao Cheng.
When Shu Yishi unleashed the unique Dao techniques of Solemn Temple, some perceptive individuals quickly connected the dots to certain insider information. However, when Mu Yuan similarly executed the Dao techniques of Shuyun Dojo, every Cultivator witnessing this scene wore a strange expression.
Only a few Creators, at least Earth-Level Creators, truly grasped the underlying significance.
"The Mu Family's heir is remarkable!" remarked one Creator who had been invited to watch.
"Indeed, unlike the Shu Family's heir, it seems the Mu Family Heir has already touched upon that barrier," said another Creator sitting beside him.
The Duel Platform featured four viewing stands, each hosting different figures. The eastern stand was generally reserved for Masters or Creators of Earth Level and above. Of course, ordinary Masters were not qualified to enter.
The western stand accommodated Creators below Earth Level and some lower-tier Masters.
The southern and northern sides were open to ordinary Cultivators and Creators.
The discussion came from two individuals among those seated in the eastern stand.
"Old Antique, I believe you're mistaken; Shu is clearly much stronger than that Mu Family heir," interjected another Creator.
"Xiao Yan, don't think we don't know you’ve been mentoring that Shu Family heir for a while. And don’t insult the term Creator," retorted Ancient Elder without even looking at him.
"You..." Xiao Yan's anger flared up immediately.
"Enough, let's keep it down; both heirs are indeed impressive," spoke a Creator seated in front of them.
As soon as he spoke, both sides fell silent. An aura emanated from him that overshadowed the entire arena, commanding respect from the Earth-Level Creators behind him. Among the crowd, he exuded a sense of leadership.
On the stage, Shu Yishi went berserk, finally unleashing "Flooding the Golden Mountain." This technique was not originally created by him, but it was the foundation of the Shu Family's Dojo.
In an instant, a mist of water enveloped the stage, and the water Essence in the air seemed to be drawn in, surging towards him. What was even more terrifying was that the water Essence on stage suddenly swelled, pushing out all other Essences.
Mu Yuan could clearly feel a sinking sensation in his body, as if something heavy was pressing down from the outside. He distinctly sensed that the Gold and Wood Essences within him were rapidly depleting. At the same time, the Water System Essence gave him an uncomfortable feeling, as if a heavy rain had fallen into a forest ablaze.
Observers could see Mu Yuan's exposed skin slowly turning red, resembling a lobster being boiled in hot water. Anyone witnessing this scene would feel that the outcome was already decided.
There were those who felt disappointed, those who lamented, and others who reveled in misfortune. Yet overall, there were more people in the audience supporting Mu Yuan. This was largely due to Solemn Temple's consistently humble attitude towards outsiders; many Cultivators and Creators had benefited from Solemn Temple.
In contrast, Shuyun Dojo's reputation in Miao Cheng paled in comparison to that of Solemn Temple.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die. That would have too negative an impact. However, if you tell me how you learned our techniques, I might consider sparing your life," Shu Yishi sneered, transmitting his voice to Mu Yuan.
On the Duel Platform, Shu Yishi could cripple Mu Yuan or severely injure him, but he absolutely dared not kill him. This was an unspoken rule applicable only to sons of Dojos like them. No matter how great the hatred, one could only injure but not kill; how severely one was injured depended on oneself, with the premise being that no one could die.
Disciples from Solemn Temple watching the duel were all anxious and stood up, while only Zuo Dao and Luo Ao remained calm; Zuo Dao even fell asleep while Luo Ao squinted his eyes. The expressions of several Masters varied greatly.
The move "Flooding the Golden Mountain" had already entered the realm of Dao. The Great Dao of Water was one of the five fundamental paths. Shu Yishi's use of it already carried a hint of Dao's essence; this was a true Water Path. Although he had only grasped a minuscule fraction of it, Dao was still Dao.
This was also one of his trump cards; if Mu Yuan hadn't suddenly become formidable, he wouldn't have wanted to use it yet. He intended to save it for when he challenged Ninth Dojo. But now he had been forced to reveal it.
Outsiders couldn't discern Mu Yuan's Shu Yun path, but he understood it well. Every technique used by his opponent was an improved version of Shu Yun's path. This was definitely not something one could master through mere theft; only with a certain level of understanding of Dao could one achieve this. Even his father—Shu Yun—could not accomplish it.
At this moment, he felt a surge of murderous intent rising within him, but killing was not permitted on stage. If he crossed that line now, it would likely lead to his own demise at the hands of an opponent in future Soul Battles.
In the eastern stands, after Shu Yishi unleashed "Flooding the Golden Mountain," excitement erupted among the spectators.
"The Shu Family's offspring is remarkable; they have actually grasped the Dao Rhythm. Although it's just a trace, it's still quite precious. Stepping into the Earth Level is a certainty."
"The Water Path—how fortunate the Shu Family is! This technique, 'Flooding the Golden Mountain,' is said to have been created by an ancient Great White Snake Immortal. The beauty of this technique lies in its ability to continuously integrate one's understanding of the Dao. However, since Shu Yun acquired it, it has not been passed on."
"The Mu Family Heir is in danger; the Water Force on stage is precisely his nemesis. If this continues, his meridians will be completely corroded."
The situation on stage was dire. Mu Yuan was struggling to hold on. Before coming here, Zuo Dao had warned him that this competition was a Cataclysm for him. As long as he could get through it, a Broad Avenue would appear before him.
At first, he couldn't comprehend the meaning of those words, but at this moment, he understood completely.
It hurt—terribly.
His entire body felt as if it were being stung by millions of bees. Yet he knew he had to endure. Normally, water nourishes wood, but he didn't know what method Shu Yishi had used; within the Water System Essence, there was unexpectedly a trace of Fire Attribute.
The clash of attributes made Mu Yuan feel like he was on the brink of death. His Essence was rapidly depleting while a large amount of Water Essence surged into his body.
Mystic Extreme Creators typically create things that seem plausible based on their own understanding of the Dao. Miao Cheng and others are mainstream figures, but the true backbone consists of those Earth-Level and Above Creators.
Flooding the Golden Mountain was clearly a Great Dao Principle evolved from the Water Path. It suppressed the Dao with the Great Dao; this was a form of overwhelming force, not to mention that Shu Yishi's Realm was higher than his opponent's, creating a clash of attributes.
As the battle raged on stage, Xin Dan watched with a sinister smile creeping across his face. Unnoticed by others, he quietly slipped away because he had more important matters to attend to.
Though discreet, as he left, Luo Ao cast him a glance. Watching Xin Dan's retreating figure, he shifted his gaze back to the Duel Platform.
At this moment, Mu Yuan was no longer composed. His body was half snow white and half crimson red.
"The Essence has begun to backfire," Luo Ao murmured softly.
Not only he, but many others had noticed it as well. At this point, there was no need to look at the final result; the Essence backlash was the most severe damage on the Duel Platform.
Before, Shu Yishi had seemed somewhat inexperienced, but after delivering the first strike of "Flooding the Golden Mountain," he became increasingly fluid like clouds and water.
Powerful streams of water Essence crashed against Mu Yuan.
Boom… Boom… Boom!
A series of explosive sounds erupted.
Like nine galaxies under the blazing sun, colorful rainbows rose across the Duel Platform.
Shu Yishi had endured for a long time. Before mastering "Flooding the Golden Mountain," he had kept a low profile. It was only after he had grasped it that he revealed his fangs.
His previous anger had all been an act; he was the son of a Master, but he was definitely a son of a Master with ideals. Now was his time to realize those ideals. Stepping on Mu Yuan was just the first step; he wanted to make his voice heard among the new generation of Miao Cheng.
Everyone watched as he struck down again, slamming his palm into Mu Yuan's chest, sending him flying. Ice shards scattered in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.
In contrast, Mu Yuan coughed up blood, even mixed with internal foam. After continuous blows, he was finally injured, and severely so.
Struggling to control his body, Mu Yuan barely managed to halt his momentum before flying off the Duel Platform.
Another mouthful of fresh blood erupted from him, thick and fiery, landing on the ground and burning a hole in the Duel Platform. Another spurt of blood came out like icy blood, crashing down and shattering on the stage.
"Not bad; I didn't expect you could still stand."
Shu Yishi slowly withdrew his hand and looked down at Mu Yuan. At this point, he knew the outcome was certain; his opponent's Essence was in chaos, and his breathing uneven.
The acrid smell of blood began to spread across the stage, a sight no one had ever witnessed before—so much blood within a single body. The stage was a river of blood, all from Mu Yuan.
At this moment, Mu Yuan's face grew even paler. The massive loss of blood, combined with the backlash from the Essence, left his vision blurring. He longed to simply fall asleep, but he knew that if he closed his eyes now, he would never open them again.
"Disperse!"
Just as everyone thought he was about to collapse, a firm voice rang out from the stage. Xiao Qingshui, who had been mid-flight, instinctively halted. At this point in the battle, he knew it was time for him to step in and declare the outcome. Seeing Mu Yuan's condition—severely injured and on the brink of death—he did not want Mu Yuan to die on stage at this moment.
However, the word "disperse" sent a chill through him. The cultivators below were equally horrified, their faces pale with fear.
On stage, Shu Yishi stumbled back as if confronted by a primordial beast.
Then everyone watched as a massive surge of Essence erupted from Mu Yuan, centered around him. It was mixed with droplets of blood that splattered onto the faces of the cultivators below, who forgot to wipe it away.
They never expected that at such a critical moment, Mu Yuan would choose to disperse his power. Was this seeking death or embracing it?
Shu Yishi's emotions were tumultuous; he had not anticipated such an ending. He never thought Mu Yuan would decisively disperse his power like this. Even if he won this Soul Battle, there would be little applause for him due to Mu Yuan's heroic sacrifice.
This was pure dispersal of power, devoid of any tricks. Waves of Essence were forcefully expelled from Mu Yuan's body through sheer willpower, yet a smile began to form on his face.
Everyone witnessing this scene thought he had gone mad.
Only he knew that deep inside, his heart was shouting.
So that's how it is! So that's how it is!
His smile grew brighter as he turned his gaze toward Zuo Dao, who was soundly asleep.
"Master, whether you admit it or not, you will always be my master."
As the last trace of Essence disappeared from his body, a gentle light suddenly appeared around him.
The Earth-Level Creators in the stands looked on with regret as Mu Yuan dissipated his power, but it was only regret. Only one person began to show signs of excitement.
As the only Cultivator on the Duel Platform, Gan Hong found it hard to describe his feelings at that moment.
Excitement? Disbelief? Ecstasy? Confusion?...
Amidst the astonished gazes of all the Earth-Level Creators, Gan Hong leaped up, his eyes fixed on Mu Yuan on the stage.
At this moment, after enduring inhuman suffering, Mu Yuan felt as if he had entered a warm embrace. He sensed the various Essences dancing around him and felt their emotions—a mix of desire and reluctance.
He didn't understand, nor did the Cultivators below, and Shu Yishi certainly didn't comprehend either.
Mu Yuan's demeanor at this moment was nothing like that of someone who had just dissipated their power. Just by looking at his expression, it was clear that no one could display such an intoxicated look after dissipating their power.
Yet everyone could see that Mu Yuan was in an exceptionally good state, even surpassing his previous peak condition.
What was going on?
A large question mark floated in every Cultivator's mind.
Others might not understand, but someone did. Luo Ao wore an excited expression, speaking words that others couldn't comprehend.
"It really worked, it really worked; everything is true."
The voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of those nearby in the Solemn Temple clearly. Several individuals who had intended to rush onto the stage halted in their tracks, glancing at Mu Yuan and then at Luo Ao.
Could there be something they were unaware of? Remembering Luo Ao's earlier words, the people from the Solemn Temple fell silent.
"No matter what happens with the junior disciple later, you need not panic."
This was what Luo Ao had said to them at the moment Mu Yuan was dispersing his energy. The two Masters exchanged meaningful glances, clearly concerned.
If Mu Yuan on stage attracted many gazes, then Gan Hong's actions drew the attention of all the Earth-Level Creators.
At that moment, Gan Hong was slowly making his way towards the Duel Platform.
"Master Gan, please hold on." Gan Hong's movements caught Xiao Qingshui's attention as well. He couldn't understand why this god-like figure would act this way. At the same time, he felt resentment towards Shu Yishi, who was still foolishly staring at Gan Hong.
After Xiao Qingshui called out, Gan Hong seemed to snap back to reality. However, when Xiao Qingshui met his gaze, he couldn't help but feel a jolt of fear.
Anger!
It was an expression of anger! Xiao Qingshui shivered involuntarily. He knew that this individual was someone even the three Masters had to treat with utmost respect. This Soul Battle was merely a symbolic invitation for him to attend; he never expected this deity would actually show up.
But why was he so angry?
Xiao Qingshui couldn't fathom Gan Hong's thoughts and dared not speculate further; he could only force a smile.
"Master Gan, you know the rules of the Duel Platform; what are you trying to do…"
"Do I need to explain myself to you?" Gan Hong shot a cold glance at the one who dared to obstruct him before turning his attention back to Mu Yuan on stage.
Shu Yishi awakened with Xiao Qingshui's words. Although he didn't know what had happened to Mu Chen, it didn't hinder his judgment of the situation. The fact that Mo Yuan was unharmed after dispersing his power sent a chill down his spine.
Despite having consumed much of his Great Dao essence when he executed "Flooding the Golden Mountain," this was not the time to be angry. Even though his internal Great Dao essence was dwindling, he gathered the remaining Dao Rhythm and unleashed another strike of "Flooding the Golden Mountain."
However, this time he noticed that after his attack, the Duel Platform remained calm and serene, without even a ripple of water essence resonating.
Instead, he felt his own water essence suddenly begin to drain away, accompanied by a violent reaction from his fire essence. In an instant, two pillars of essence burst forth from his body, forming two torrents that surged toward Mu Yuan.
What was happening?
That thought barely crossed his mind before he plunged into darkness.
The two essences—one clear and one red—were indeed the water and fire essences from within him.
The spectators were completely bewildered by what had transpired. They only saw Shu Yishi make a gesture, after which all his essence vanished, while those two streams of essence floated gently toward Mu Yuan.
Only Gan Hong's eyes shone with ecstatic light, and Luo Ao spun around in excitement on the spot.
Silence reigned—a deathly stillness.
All the cultivators were at a loss for words; they couldn't comprehend what had just occurred.
"Brother Lou..." At that moment, a voice filled with urgency broke through the silence, awakening everyone.
As the voice arrived, so did its owner.
A blood-soaked cultivator rushed onto the Duel Platform.
"Brother Lou, Xin Changzhu..." Halfway through his words, the blood-soaked Cultivator froze at the astonishing scene on stage.
"What happened to Long?" Luo Ao noticed that the newcomer was a disciple from the Dojo, and covered in blood, an ominous feeling began to rise within him.
"Oh." Hearing Luo Ao's question, the Cultivator named Long finally snapped back to reality, recalling his mission.
"Brother Lou, something terrible has happened. Xin Dan has joined forces with the thieves from Shuyun Dojo and launched a rebellion."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Luo Ao connected it to Xin Dan's earlier disappearance and finally understood the truth of the matter.
Long spoke rapidly but loudly, and many of the Cultivators present heard him, their faces displaying strange expressions.
A rebellion at this time? Are they out of their minds? Although these Cultivators were unaware of the full situation, each one was affiliated with Miao Cheng. As long as they hadn't killed everyone from Solemn Temple, this rebellion was nothing but a joke.
Moreover, considering Mu Yuan's current imposing presence on stage... Well, every faction present was silently mourning for Xin Dan and Shuyun Dojo.
"You are from the Mu Family?" Gan Hong had already approached Mu Yuan, looking at the two Essence spheres in his hands—one red and one blue—and asked with a smile.
"I have seen Master Gan." Mu Yuan had regained his composure and was astonished to find himself before the legend of Miao Cheng. He respectfully bowed.
"I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?" Gan Hong made an effort to appear more amiable.
All the Cultivators and Creators present who recognized Gan Hong were utterly captivated.
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