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As Yan Dong successfully broke through the barrier, only Night Emperor and Pei Gui remained in the Transcendent Practitioner realm. Gazing up at the clear sky, they had been fighting since noon for a full three hours. Some battles dragged on endlessly, while others ended swiftly in less than the time it took to brew a cup of tea. From Yan Dong's perspective, it was clear that for Night Emperor and Pei Gui, a quick resolution was preferable. They aimed to force Sima Wuduan into making a mistake, believing that two Heavenly Ranking practitioners occupying the top five couldn't possibly be weaker than Ying Zhan. However, if the battle dragged on too long, Coco might take advantage of the situation to recover his energy. If Sima Wuduan regained control of the fight, they would likely face another arduous struggle.
That guy, heh.
Pei Gui also noticed the changing sky; the moon was already hanging low beside Liangxiaoshan's slopes. It wouldn't be long before night fell. Everyone knew that Night Emperor was exceptionally skilled in nighttime combat as a dark assassin. Although he was a Loose Cultivator, every time he struck, it was against notorious villains, and each opponent was at least one small realm above him. The head of the Law Enforcement Division from the Great Qin Ying Clan had a poor reputation in the Cultivation World. After inadvertently offending the Loose Cultivator Ice Jade Alliance, he became a target for Night Emperor. Initially, he met his demise at Spring Pavilion during midnight, which made Night Emperor famous overnight. At that time, Night Emperor had only reached the early stages of infancy but managed to assassinate a Transcendence early-stage High Leg from the Great Qin Ying Clan, crossing an entire major realm to do so. This act introduced everyone to the Dark Night King, especially the Great Qin Ying Clan, who suffered significant humiliation. Subsequent attempts to capture Night Emperor not only failed but also further bolstered his reputation as Dark Night King. Eventually, they had no choice but to send their Legitimate Eldest Son Ying Zhan to suppress Night Emperor's momentum, yet this led to both outstanding young men clashing fiercely whenever they met, unable to find common ground.
Given these circumstances, Pei Gui, as the Prince of Tiandong City, understood more than most. After all, being a High Leg ranked among the top five in Heavenly Ranking meant he had some knowledge of talents comparable to himself. Especially for someone like Pei Gui who was unwilling to remain just a leisurely prince, he sought to learn more.
Approaching Sima Wuduan within a hundred feet, Pei Gui put aside his playful demeanor. His body tensed slightly, especially after experiencing multiple Great Wars; Sima Wuduan forced himself to focus and direct his attention toward Pei Gui, wary of any tricks he might play.
He had seen Pei Gui wielding the Blazing Gourd; if he were to let him pass without confrontation, it would be unwise. He possessed a Medium-Grade Defensive Artifact—Chain Mail—which could withstand attacks and allow him to break through.
Not only did Sima Wuduan feel a headache coming on from this situation, but those watching from the east also broke into cold sweats upon hearing Pei Gui's words. They couldn't help but think: Wasn't Pei Gui supposed to be the prince of Feitian Dongcheng? Surely he wouldn't bring all his treasures with him.
No one knew what exactly lay outside Tiandong City's palace walls. Since humans entered the Cultivation World, Tiandong City had fallen into obscurity in Nanhai and settled at the southernmost edge of Dust Realm's territory. Whenever a generation of cultivators arose, there would always be a Prince of Tiandong City stepping out from its palace walls firmly occupying their place among High Legs. Yet no one ever knew what lay beyond Tiandong City's palace or how so many High Legs were cultivated there.
Despite their curiosity about Tiandong City's status among Easterners, no one harbored ill intentions toward its palace; even Daoist Sect kept their distance from Tiandong City’s palace without any desire to pry.
The current prince of Tiandong City seemed somewhat lacking in dignity; both he and his opponent relied on an endless array of magical artifacts for victory—something that many found disgraceful. As cultivators, they admired genuine victories like those achieved by Ying Zhan far more.
No matter how grandiloquent my words may sound, do I really think I can break through his Liquid Essence with some haphazard tricks?
Why won't they listen to reason?
With a reluctant expression, Pei Gui summoned the Blazing Gourd, unleashing flames that engulfed the sky, instantly turning it a deep crimson and trapping Sima Wuduan within a fiery array.
How late could he possibly be? He thought he had arrived just in time.
Seeing the tardy Xu Qiaoshan and the person standing beside him, Xu Qiaoshui, Gu Shengying shifted the topic, feeling no appreciation for the battle unfolding above.
What was the state of the fight?
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, Guo Jia, Ye Youluo, and Ying Zhan had already breached Sima Wuduan's defenses one after another. Zheng Chenglin and Zhang Chunlin had failed. Yan Dong believed that their good prince Pei Gui was engaged in battle with Sima Wuduan; if all went well, he should not lose. After all, their prince had an overwhelming advantage in numbers. As for the Night Emperor, he should also be fine.
What did that mean? Was he denying the involvement of Treasure Pavilion's cultivators?
I'll see for myself.
After watching for a while, Xu Qiaoshan felt a wave of frustration akin to everyone else's thoughts. After witnessing Pei Gui's combat prowess, he truly believed that guy was not a disciple of Treasure Pavilion at all; in fact, he seemed more legitimate than any disciple from there. Tian Zai burned with flames drawn from molten lava, while his right hand wielded a fan made from banana leaves, continuously fanning the flames. Each gust of wind he summoned intensified the fire.
His left leg was not idle either; it held an octagonal small box. If Sima Wuduan misjudged Pei Gui's position, the box would light up instantly, allowing Pei Gui to switch locations immediately. It was never far—at most ten zhang away—otherwise, Pei Gui could easily slip past Sima Wuduan's defenses with a mere flicker. Was it really necessary to go through such elaborate measures to tangle with Sima Wuduan?
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