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Defense is truly dead.
There hasn't been a single airstrike.
That Sima Wuduan's strength is indeed terrifying; he has already fought three people in a row without needing a break.
What do I know? That’s the cruelest part of Fei Tian Dong Jue. In the Cangtian East Duel, one is always forced to fight while utterly exhausted, which is the only way to achieve breakthroughs amidst the fear of death.
Listening to those golden Nascent Soul Cultivators chattering away, Xiao Zhang couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth, thinking about how nonsensical it all was. Where was this so-called fear of death? Fighting three people in a row? Aside from the initial battle with Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, which did drain some of Sima Wuduan's spiritual power, it was likely that in his two battles against Jie Donglai, Sima Wuduan didn't even exert five percent of his strength. Such power hardly warranted being called terrifying.
What realm is Sima Wuduan in?
Hong Yulong couldn't tell; after all, being at the Nascent Soul Stage greatly limited his perception. He couldn't even probe into Sima Wuduan's true strength, which was far beyond his own. He could only ask those who had fought against Sima Wuduan, like Tenglan, known as Zhongshang.
Is he in the mid-stage of Transcendence or even late-stage? I don't deny it. Those who have recently broken through probably don't differ much in age from him and Xiao Zhang. Bu Luo's Transcendence might not be on par either; even if he were fifty years into Transcendence, there would still be a significant gap. It’s just that if he could break through Sima Wuduan's defenses, there might be some chance—after all, the gap between Transcendence and Nascent Soul isn't that vast; it just depends on individual capabilities.
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, explained patiently. Although reluctant, he hadn’t expected that the Ninth Underworld would possess such extraordinary talent. It truly made Tenglan feel somewhat uneasy about Jie Donglai and the Nine Nether Invasion.
That was just one of the Oil Lu Dao members. The Ming Huang Sect, Lutuo Pavilion, Yama Palace, and Rakshasa Temple—none of the Ninth Underworld's Super Sects would be fewer than those in the World of Mortals. Moreover, with both Oil Lu Dao and Underworld Path present in the Ninth Underworld, if they truly invaded and the Six Major Sects didn’t unite, the Nine Nether Army would likely sweep through like a hot knife through butter.
That person...
On the battlefield, a blind man in a hemp robe stepped forward, crossing dozens of yards with each stride. Although each step appeared extremely slow, he could cover vast distances with ease. Just based on that leg strength alone, no one dared to underestimate this blind cultivator before them.
Ye Youluo.
Hong Yulong, Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, and Xiao Zhang spoke in unison the name that had long since become a legend, and in that moment, the previously noisy surroundings fell silent.
At the end of the battle in the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm, Ye Youluo had once faced Gu Ping in mid-air at Cold Mountain Summit. Although Xiao Zhang, Hong Yulong, Tenglan, and Yang Sheng only exchanged a glance with Ye Youluo, they all firmly etched her image into their hearts. She was someone beyond words; even if she stood before me in battle, I would not perceive her. It was as if she belonged there, as if it were destined that no one could alter that reality.
Ye Youluo's brilliance momentarily overshadowed the ongoing Great War in the sky. Everyone wanted to know what kind of person Ye Youluo truly was, yet they also hesitated to see her appearance. Many rumors even painted Ye Youluo's name as synonymous with cruelty and ruthlessness.
The truth about Ye Youluo emerged twenty-seven years ago. At that time, she appeared to everyone as nothing more than a child. Yet during an encounter between Ninth Underworld and World of Mortals cultivators in a Void Secret Realm, she, relying on her limited strength as a Nascent Soul Cultivator, managed to surround a Transcendent Practitioner from World of Mortals. Subsequently, she set traps that led to the annihilation of all World of Mortals cultivators who entered the Void Secret Realm. This news spread from the mouth of a Transcendence Stage Nine Nether Cultivator and established Ye Youluo's status in the Ninth Underworld. It was the first time that Ye Youluo achieved something unimaginable—uniting Underworld Path and Oil Lu Dao cultivators in an event that even Dao Zun could not accomplish in the eyes of many Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators.
Later, with the power of Lutuo Pavilion and Ming Huang Sect, she swept through the entire Ninth Underworld within twenty years, establishing a vast empire united under Oil Lu Dao and Underworld Path.
The Six Major Sects of World of Mortals often sought ways to undermine Ye Youluo's actions but rarely succeeded. Initially, they relied on an entire Light Path Classic. Although Ye Youluo said nothing, Gu Ping could sense some clues during their conversations; it was likely that the fall of Light Path Classic and her were not unrelated.
Ye Youluo was such a person—someone who could draw all eyes no matter where she stood. Not only because of her dazzling appearance but also due to her pair of unseen pure black eyes. Behind that name lay a terrifying reality—a person capable of uniting the entire Ninth Underworld. No matter how much emphasis one placed on her importance, it would never be excessive; especially considering her own immense power.
What kind of person do I think she is?
All eyes were focused on Ye Youluo when suddenly Guo Jia vanished before Sima Wuduan. Seizing the moment when everyone's attention was elsewhere, he executed an intricate spell to swap places with Sima Wuduan, breaking through his defenses.
A person who had never existed before and would never appear again—the Ninth Underworld seemed to tremble because of this individual. It was as if one person bore the weight of the entire world on their shoulders; no one could replace her position. It felt as though fate had already arranged everything perfectly for her arrival, and perhaps it would also lead to her demise—such was her destiny.
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