In the Wu Family, Elder Master Wu Kun and Wuu Tianwen’s eyes shimmered with an icy demeanor upon receiving the news.
"This duel, it would be best if they both suffer injuries and die—together, that would be the best outcome!"
Wuu Tianwen said coldly.
"No need to rush. Even if he doesn’t die this time, that kid won’t last much longer."
A strange gleam flashed in Wu Kun’s eyes.
Yan Mountain, located in the suburbs of Yanjing, usually serves as a sightseeing attraction, but now it had been completely sealed off.
Ordinary tourists were strictly prohibited from entering Yan Mountain—clearly due to the impending battle between Xiao Yiyun and Xiao Yifeng today.
Naturally, although there were no common tourists in Yan Mountain now, some individuals from various major Yanjing clans who wanted to witness the battle still made their appearance.
For example, Xiao Ding and Xiao Han of the Xiao Family, Sun Feng of the Sunx Family, Wuu Tianwen of the Wu Family, Situ Yuntian of the Situ Family Clan, and Gu Qingcheng of the Gu Family, all showed up on Yan Mountain.
They were there to witness the showdown between the two prominent Xiao scions. Of course, there were also others hiding in the shadows who did not show themselves, and even Bai Zhixin was present at this moment.
At this time, at the peak of Yan Mountain, Xiao Yiyun was seated cross-legged on a large rock, his expression solemn, eyes tightly shut, with his Superior Grade Spiritual Sword, the Hunyuan Sword, planted in front of him.
Cold, piercing winds swept across the summit, stirring Xiao Yiyun’s hair.
Not far away on another peak, Situ Yuntian and the rest were congregated there.
"Where’s Xiao Yifeng? Could it be that he doesn’t dare to show up?"
Situ Yuntian uttered with a chilly tone.
Xiao Han’s face was stern, his eyes sparkling with a keen light, and beside him, Xiao Ding’s gaze was focused, intently watching his son Xiao Yiyun, his thoughts unknown.
Gu Qingcheng said indifferently.
"Qingcheng, do you understand him that well?"
Situ Yuntian’s gaze shifted to Gu Qingcheng, his expression somewhat gloomy, though she did not speak.
"I don’t dare to come? Why don’t you take my place, Situ young master!"
A light, drifting voice spread through the air—it was Xiao Yifeng, hands in his pockets as he walked over leisurely, his mouth curling into a mischievous smile.
Situ Yuntian stared at Xiao Yifeng, letting out a heavy, cold snort, his eyes flickered with icy sharpness.
Xiao Han’s gaze turned toward Xiao Yifeng.
"Third uncle, there’s no need for words. As I’ve always said, if he wants to fight, then we’ll fight. I, Xiao Yifeng, have never feared anyone, and he’s far from being my match!"
Xiao Yifeng’s eyes briefly swept over Xiao Yiyun, who was sitting on the rock. With one step, he crossed over toward that peak and appeared before Xiao Yiyun in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Han let out a light sigh upon witnessing this scene.
"Big brother, won’t you try to persuade Yiyun?"
Xiao Han looked at Xiao Ding.
"Do you think I can persuade Yiyun right now?"
Xiao Ding said flatly, his gaze fixed on the two of them.
As Xiao Yifeng made his appearance, Xiao Yiyun’s eyes suddenly flung open, a startling sharpness in his gaze directed toward him.
"You’ve finally arrived. I was beginning to think you were too scared to accept my challenge!"
Xiao Yiyun coldly said to Xiao Yifeng.
"What’s there for me to be afraid of? Do you think you’re any threat to me? Since you’ve made such a grand spectacle to humiliate yourself, I’m only too happy to oblige."
Xiao Yifeng stood with his arms folded across his chest, looking at Xiao Yiyun with an amused, cold sneer.
"Today, I will ensure your defeat is utterly miserable!"
Xiao Yiyun shouted fiercely, as a surge of invisible momentum burst forth from his body.
The next second, as the momentum around Xiao Yiyun erupted, the huge rock he was sitting on instantly shattered, and his terrifying aura spread out, dispelling all the cold wind at the top of the mountain.
Xiao Yiyun drew the Primordial Chaos Sword with one hand and viciously swung it.
Immediately, a series of roaring sounds came from the top of the mountain as the Primordial Chaos Sword, carrying the fearsome Hunyuan True Qi, struck toward Xiao Yifeng, destroying everything in its path, turning rocks and trees atop the mountain to rubble.
Xiao Yifeng’s body flickered, dodging the sword strike. With one step, he executed Jiuxing Zhuiyue and appeared in front of Xiao Yiyun, throwing a punch infused with nothing but the sheer force of his physical body.
With this punch, the void let out a piercing sound of air exploding, the air currents obliterated by an invisible force.
Sensing the power of Xiao Yifeng’s punch, Xiao Yiyun’s eyes sharpened, and he too thrust out a punch with all his Hunyuan True Qi bursting forth.
Their fists collided, unleashing a horrifying surge of energy, the ripples of power spreading out in all directions.
After the clash, Xiao Yifeng only staggered slightly, while Xiao Yiyun was forced back several steps, his expression growing somber as keen sparks flickered in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Yifeng, clearly at a disadvantage.
Although Xiao Yiyun had reached the Half-Step Saint Realm and could possibly battle a Saint Realm expert with his highly refined Hunyuan True Qi, he still found it difficult to withstand Xiao Yifeng’s formidable physical strength.
"It seems Yi Yun is no match for Little Feng!" Xiao Han said solemnly from afar, with Xiao Ding by his side looking rather solemn.
Situ Yuntian’s eyes glittered with a cold light.
"Brother Xiao is indeed formidable!" Sun Feng expressed his awe, while Gu Qingcheng’s eyes sparkled with admiration.
As for Bai Zhixin, her gaze remained fixated on Xiao Yifeng.
"Kid, seems like you didn’t waste any time these past days, eh? You’ve improved quite quickly!" Xiao Yiyun coldly stated, looking at Xiao Yifeng.
"Next, I’ll show you just how big a mistake you made by challenging me today," Xiao Yifeng retorted coldly, his body sweeping forward as he threw another fierce punch.
Xiao Yiyun bellowed, channeling all his power into the Primordial Chaos Sword and ruthlessly swinging it at Xiao Yifeng.
The sword strike unleashed a pure white beam of light that tore through the void, slashing down toward Xiao Yifeng.
The might of this sword was enough to annihilate an early-stage Saint Realm expert.
"With Half-Step Entering Sanctity strength, to unleash such a terrifying attack, Brother Xiao, you truly have a remarkable son!" Wuu Tianwen’s voice was chillingly cold.
Xiao Ding’s eyes glinted but he said nothing.
Xiao Yifeng called out coldly, his eyes bursting with brilliance as he mobilized the Starforce within him and punched out with the Tremor of Heaven’s Might.
The void trembled, endless ripples of air undulating outward!