The Yata Mirror and the Kusanagi Sword confronted each other, neither side having the upper hand, unable to determine a victor.
In order to kill Ye Qiu, the middle-aged man finally started taking things seriously, displaying his true strength and utilizing the unique ability of the mythic realm, the power of rules.
Feeling the presence of the Rule Power of Wind around the middle-aged man, Ye Qiu realized that the other’s comprehension of Rule Power was far deeper than his. The whirlwinds around him were akin to the sword blossoms he had previously unleashed, filled with explosive force, waiting beside the middle-aged man, ready to be shot out at any moment.
As the middle-aged man spoke indifferently, the scattered whirlwinds suddenly leaped into his palm, continuously drawing in new whirlwinds, rapidly growing the storm within his hand.
Suddenly, the whirlwinds spun higher and higher, reaching a height of several meters in an instant. Especially towards the top, the whirlwinds grew larger in size, engulfing everything around, creating a hurricane held in the middle-aged man’s hand.
Ye Qiu’s heart pounded, his skin tensed; the hurricane exerted a great suction on him. His clothes and trousers fluttered towards the middle-aged man’s direction. His feet paused slightly, sinking three inches into the mud, finally stabilizing him a bit.
"I will use this storm to send you to the Western Paradise..." Seeing Ye Qiu in this state, the middle-aged man sneered. When the hurricane in his hand reached thirty meters in height, the surrounding trees were swept up in plenty, along with countless bits of mud, sand, branches, fallen leaves, grass clippings, and so on, all merging into it.
"Killing me won’t be so easy!" A divine light flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes, and instead of standing still, he rushed forward, harnessing the pulling force of the hurricane.
"It seems you’re eager to seek death. Wasting so much time on you, indeed, it should come to an end now," said the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man gently pushed the hurricane in his hand, and in an instant, the hurricane left his palm and engulfed Ye Qiu with a ferocity that swallowed everything.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The hurricane, like a giant dragon, howled skywards, its high-speed spinning winds tearing apart everything that was caught inside. Ye Qiu, trapped within it, would be churned into chaos even if he didn’t die.
In the distance, this scene was clearly witnessed by several expert elders.
"This man controls the Rule of Wind; he’s a tough opponent. Even if I wanted to take him down, it would be a fifty-fifty chance," commented an elder from the Wang family.
The nearby Xu family powerhouse also had a serious expression. Rule Power is different from simple physical strength or True Qi; it touches upon heaven and earth, a power humans have gained from understanding nature. Once it’s deeply comprehended, one can control this force effectively.
Some can control wind, some lightning, some fire, and some water, among others.
Those who can harness such power are also known as denizens of the mythic realm. What makes it mythical is the ability to wield forces of heaven and earth to accomplish what mortals cannot.
Wind, lightning, fire, and water are all manifestations of mastering Rule Power. However, forces like lightning and fire, which inherently possess strong destructive qualities, are very difficult to comprehend. But once truly understood, one’s strength becomes incredibly formidable, and one can instantly become a top fighter within the mythic realm.
On the other hand, energies like wind and fog, generally more benign, are relatively simpler to comprehend. Of course, that is only relative to other types of energies. Mastering such Rule Powers still possesses significant might, at least enough to disrupt the foundations of the mythic realm, not being the weakest in the mythic hierarchy.
If one cannot even grasp Rule Power, they will never progress further in their lifetime.
The middle-aged man’s mastery of the Rule of Wind was not surprising to the elderly experts; they themselves were from the mythic realm, and if one had sufficient talent, it was common to penetrate a trace of Rule Power.
The ice-based Rule Power previously unleashed by Ye Qiu had indeed surprised the few of them, and later they witnessed the clash of the two great Divine Artifacts of the Japanese nation. Such weapons incited their own covetousness, yet they ultimately would not interfere in this battle. Updates are released by novel~fire~net
They upheld their own rules, everyone was silently abiding by these rules.
"The strength of this Young Master Ye lies in the legendary realm, an entire major realm above his opponent. Now that the other party has revealed his bottom card of the Wind Rule Power, I’m afraid Ye Qiu is going to fall. What a pity for a martial arts talent," lamented the elder from the Wang family.
"Martial Artists cultivate against the heavens, life and death are predestined, haven’t we seen enough fallen talents over the years?"
Aside from the discussions of these top powerhouses, many martial arts practitioners gathered around, and there were also people from the martial arts world present.
"It’s Ye Qiu, he took the initiative to plunge into the hurricane himself," someone who had been there for a while explained the scene to the newcomers.
"Ye Qiu... the most outstanding talent in our martial arts world? Is it the same Ye Qiu who caused a reshuffling of the rankings of the Ten Night Owls?" someone exclaimed in disbelief.
"Of course, it’s him. Who else could create such a spectacle? Nowadays, among the Ten Night Owls, Ye Qiu is the undisputed number one power. Others like Huangfu Jun and Luo Tie can only admit defeat. It is said that he has broken through the True Qi realm and reached the legendary realm. He has single-handedly eradicated the Rakshasa Sect causing chaos in China, appearing invincible," the person continued to appraise Ye Qiu, his words full of admiration.
"He’s that strong already!" The listeners couldn’t help but gasp, yet their eyes quickly moved to the middle-aged man, "With such a massive storm unleashed with his move, doesn’t that mean he’s also a legendary realm powerhouse?"
"Hard to say, I’ve never seen such a level of combat before, I can’t make it out. It feels like even if there were a thousand Martial Artists in the True Qi realm, they too would perish in front of such power. I just hope Ye Tiancai can remain safe and sound."
The middle-aged man stared at the hurricane, which continued to wildly sweep up everything around it, the damaged concrete road being rolled into it.
"This kid will lose more than just a layer of skin even if he doesn’t die," the middle-aged man stated confidently.
Just as he leisurely watched the hurricane gather more objects together and spin recklessly, a figure suddenly broke through the hurricane, appearing right in front of the middle-aged man in an instant.
"Flood Dragon Devil Fist!"
With a light shout, the dragon’s cry echoed as Ye Qiu threw a punch that made the heavens and earth pale. The massive dragon claw of the Flood Dragon transformed and grasped the middle-aged man in its hand, its gigantic maw immediately biting down.
The middle-aged man, about to be swallowed, chuckled, "Insect-like tricks, and you think you can harm me!"
As the middle-aged man’s words fell, countless storms burst forth from nowhere, instantly shattering the Flood Dragon Devil Fist.
"Kid, let’s see what else you’ve got," the middle-aged man regained his ability to act, and at this moment, Ye Qiu’s gaze shot straight into the eyes of the middle-aged man.
Ye Qiu’s lips curved up in a smirk, his clothes nearly torn to shreds, barely covering his body.
"This time, with the Eye of Lost Realm, I will sever your other arm!"
With a slap of his hand, the Kusanagi Sword struck once more!