Song Ci clenched one hand into a fist, pulling back fully.
Han Dang’s pupils constricted.
Zhu Wang expanded his domain.
Thousands of counter-rotating petals blossomed, each as sharp as a sword. Under the empowerment of the God of Wine’s Divine Power, these petals covered the skies and surged towards one person.
Gu Nanfeng drew his wooden sword.
His figure instantly turned elusive, with Lan Qie’s streaming light weaving through the edges of the reversed blade petals.
Gu Nanfeng wasn’t fighting with Zhu Wang to the death or to determine who was superior.
What he did was simple.
That was to hold Zhu Wang back!
Not far away, Mr. Shan and Zhou Wei’s auras were rapidly approaching, and it wouldn’t be long before other Titled from Changye arrived to support!
The two exchanged blows hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. Zhu Wang’s sharp flowers couldn’t even touch Gu Nanfeng’s sleeves. Wearing the Rust Bone General’s prized Wuyin Cloak, Gu Nanfeng seemed to transform into the truly intangible wind within this domain!
And before Zhu Wang could continue his tactics.
A burst of explosive booming sounded from behind.
Han Dang, his beloved disciple, was blown almost a hundred meters away, violently crashing into a small mountain’s wall. After breaking the wall, he feebly fell forward, kneeling on the ground.
Purplish glows, one after another, escaped from Han Dang’s body.
His wounds no longer healed rapidly.
The Divine Power of the God of Wine abandoned him and swiftly swept towards the direction of the cemetery.
No... this Divine Power didn’t just abandon Han Dang.
Zhu Wang could also feel his "killing power" quickly weakening, as the Divine Power clinging to the edges of the sharp flowers rapidly drained away.
God of Wine... retracted the power!
From afar, the sound of space tearing arrived; Mr. Shan’s stone prison rumbled and spread, pulling up a circular giant wall within a mile radius.
Zhu Wang stared blankly at the purple streak flying across the dome.
He understood that both he and Han Dang had become disposable.
The dome of the stone prison was obscured by a layer of water curtain.
Zhou Wei and Mr. Shan reached the spot simultaneously. Seeing Gu Nanfeng, they relaxed slightly, but still took full precautions in case Han Dang and Zhu Wang made a final "fight of the cornered beast."
However... considering the current situation at the scene,
The likelihood of that happening was slim.
Han Dang, at least, had lost his ability to fight... His face was covered in blood, his bones broken all over, barely breathing. It had been a long time since Zhou Wei and Mr. Shan had seen a Transcendent from the Deep Sea Eleventh Layer in such a dire state.
Han Dang, after all, was the ace Judge of the Judgement Institute. Just earlier, he had launched a successful surprise attack on Mr. Shan with the Divine Power of the God of Wine. How had he suddenly been beaten into this state?
The one who did this was simply a plain, sloppy man wearing flip-flops. Song Ci picked up a wild grass root from the ground, forcefully blew on it, and put it back in his mouth, humming a tune.
Behind him, the Holy Light Wings closed.
Han Dang’s consciousness neared shattering; he slowly fell down.
A flip-flop mercilessly stepped on Han Dang’s body.
Chewing on the wild grass, Song Ci mumbled a greeting, "Hey... distinguished figures, good evening."
He waved from afar to Zhou Wei and Mr. Shan.
Both Titled had complex expressions. This young man’s Extraordinary Aura seemed yet to reach the Titled level, but the combat power he displayed was deeply moving.
This must be the only Angel Envoy from the Dadu District, Song Yingji.
Gu Nanfeng’s battle also came to an end.
Zhu Wang voluntarily retracted his domain, and the thousands of fierce "sharp flowers" slowly drifted away.
The Grand Judge looked at the severely injured Han Dang not far away, the murderous intent in his eyes slowly subsiding, replaced by... endless fatigue.
He raised both hands.
"I... admit to my crimes."
Zhou Wei and Mr. Shan didn’t let their guard down because of Zhu Wang’s surrender.
Zhou Wei put sanctilocks on Zhu Wang.
Mr. Shan used the power of stone to bind Han Dang.
After implementing multiple defensive measures... they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
This pair of master and disciple, who nearly held all the supernatural power of the Judgement Institute, were officially arrested at that moment.
What awaited them was the most stringent review and judgement of the East Continent.
A group of people arrived in front of the huge Golden Gate.
Hearing the report from the cemetery, Song Ci furrowed his brows and looked at Zhou Wei, "Are you saying... my Brother Gu is still inside that gate?"
Old Mr. Zhou felt somewhat awkward.
He sighed and could only nod.
The number of Transcendents inside the cemetery was too high... and the opening and closing of the "Golden Gate" seemed to be restricted by certain specific conditions, vaguely discernible, partly real and partly phantom. Each cycle could only accommodate a limited number of Transcendents escaping.
The reason why they managed to operate the Golden Gate from the closed cemetery was due to Master Qianye’s mysterious second disciple, who used Divination Skill to locate the real-world coordinates of the gate, reportedly a girl with the surname Chu.
And these Transcendents were able to evacuate safely
because Gu Shen, forcefully using Array Patterns, resisted the collapsing avalanche.
"I’ll be right back."
After hearing this, Song Ci, without hesitation, rolled up his sleeves and was ready to rush in.
But in the next moment, Gu Nanfeng grabbed him.
"Brother Song, please don’t be rash."
Gu Nanfeng said gravely, "The Qingzhong Cemetery is undergoing a massive elemental collapse... Right now, everyone is desperately evacuating. We still don’t know what caused this collapse. Even if you were to go in, what could you help with?"