660: Chapter 679: Battle of the Starry Sky 660: Chapter 679: Battle of the Starry Sky The breeze was gentle, the clouds serene, untouched by the smoke and dust of the world.
Ye Xuan watched calmly as Da Yi sat upon his throne, a faint smile curving his lips.
“I must say, you have quite the nerve to come to the Heavenly Court alone.
But have you ever considered that perhaps you might die here?” Ye Xuan’s voice was warm and gentle, as soothing as a spring breeze nourishing plants, betraying no hint of a murderous intent.
Da Yi burst into wild laughter, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world.
His smiling face vanished after three breaths, replaced by a sudden chill, his eyes fixed on Ye Xuan as he said, “Do you really think you can kill me?”
Witch Light that could veil the sky shattered in all directions, the Dou Niu Palace shook violently.
Da Yi rose from his seat, his pupils constantly shifting as if the world itself were born and destroyed within them.
“Come, let this emperor see the extent of your abilities.” Ye Xuan’s smile remained, but it was unusually eerie, as he crooked a finger mockingly at Da Yi.
His hand overturned as if it could suppress mountains and rivers.
Da Yi’s expression was icy as he sent a palm strike hurtling towards Ye Xuan.
In an instant, it shattered the Dou Niu Palace to dust, a gigantic palm bearing immeasurable strength descended upon Ye Xuan.
Unaffected by all methods, indestructible against all calamities, Ye Xuan’s smile vanished.
His arms whirled, his hands transforming into fists.
An endless darkness cloaked the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, and as he launched his fist, Chaotic Divine Light met Da Yi’s advance with a roar.
Heaven and Earth exploded, the void collapsed.
As their strike collided, the entire Dou Niu Palace turned to ash.
Yet, that wasn’t the end; Ye Xuan and Da Yi soared into the Heavenly Vault, their clashing fists and palms causing the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven to violently shake, space itself rent with cracks amidst Heaven and Earth.
Figures intertwined, the sky shattered with their might, endless Immortal Clouds turned to mist, and the two finally separated.
“Ye Xuan, be careful!”
The Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden called out anxiously from afar.
Clearly, Da Yi, a Quasi-Saint of the Witch Clan, was a formidable opponent, and although Ye Xuan had returned after thirty thousand years, if he had not ascended to Quasi-Saint, he would be no match for Da Yi, which greatly worried the Mysterious Maiden.
“The strength of a corpse?”
In the Heavenly Vault, Ye Xuan’s hands clasped behind his back, his gaze towards Da Yi deep and profound.
Da Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly, an incessant cold smile on his face, but no one noticed the seriousness flashing through his eyes.
During their brief encounter, Da Yi had been shocked to find that the aura of his opponent was extremely strange, his Cultivation seemingly not inferior to his own.
“It seems I have underestimated you.
With your level of Cultivation, you indeed qualify to be my adversary,” Da Yi said slowly nodding.
Ye Xuan chuckled, his smile terrifyingly strange, his eyes looking at Da Yi as if gazing at a dead man.
In this emperor’s eyes, you’re not yet worthy to be my adversary,” Ye Xuan said softly, his words reaching Da Yi’s ears and turning his face instantly cold.
“You are very arrogant, but unfortunately, you will pay the price for your arrogance.”
Witch Light pierced the heavens, battling against all lands.
A vast surge of blood qi soared into the sky as Da Yi’s physical body radiated light.
It was a kind of Witch Light, proof against all methods, demonstrating that he was about to go all out, aiming to obliterate Ye Xuan between Heaven and Earth.
He roared, shattering mountains and rivers, stirring the winds of Heaven and Earth.
Da Yi stepped forward, and beneath his feet, the Heavenly Vault quaked violently, warping the very fabric of space and time.
When he appeared again, his palms, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, crashed down toward Ye Xuan.
Suddenly, Ye Xuan did not confront Da Yi head-on but instead transformed into a streak of light, shooting toward the outer heavens, provoking a continuous sneer from Da Yi, who issued a thunderous, earth-splitting roar.
“You think you can escape?
Where do you think you can flee to?”
Da Yi was consumed by a warlike fervor, his raging Witch Light stirring in all directions.
He furiously pursued Ye Xuan, and in an instant, the two of them vanished within the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven.
bring out the Heavenly Mirror.”
Watching the chase unfold, the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden’s voice trembled, and the Heavenly Judge, not daring to delay, hurriedly took out the Heavenly Mirror.
With Immortal Techniques channeled into it, the battle between Ye Xuan and Da Yi once again came into view.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens!
The boundless Star Sea was vast and infinite.
Countless giant stars followed their ancient, unchanging orbits, and who knew how many Meteor Stars and Chen Stars were sinking and floating beyond the heavens.
Among them, two shadows chased and fled amidst the Taihao Starry Sky.
“Ye Xuan, you can’t escape.”
Da Yi roared ferociously, ceaselessly casting Witch Clan Techniques at Ye Xuan with each fall of his hands.
His aura was murderous, striking terror into anyone who glanced his way.
Abruptly, Ye Xuan halted in his flight.
He stood in the starry sky, turning back to look at Da Yi with a chilling and vicious murderous intent quietly flashing in his eyes.
“They all say the Witch Clan has only the courage of mere brutes, and it seems this saying is not the least bit false.
With your mere corpse’s strength of Cultivation, you dare to babble at this emperor?
Today, I shall send you on your way.”
Ye Xuan offered a cruel smile.
Although it seemed he was fleeing, he was actually looking for another battlefield.
A battle between Quasi-Saints was far too terrifying; if he were to release his full Cultivation, the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven would certainly be reduced to ashes—a sight he did not wish to see.
“You insignificant ant, posturing and grandstanding.
Today, I will Suppress you outside of the heavens and uphold the name of our Witch Clan.”
Da Yi bellowed furiously, his Witch Clan’s physical body indestructible.
Like an unsheathed Heavenly Saber, he bore boundless, violent power as he lunged at Ye Xuan.
“Sun Shooting Technique!”
Da Yi swung his palms, churning thousands of miles of starry space, and as dazzling golden lights converged in the starry sea, they transformed into countless sharp arrows raining toward Ye Xuan.
The vast Star Sea churned violently, and Meteor Stars exploded.
Da Yi, as a Quasi-Saint of the Witch Clan, had Cultivation so terrifying that his Killing Technique could shake Heaven and Earth.
Ye Xuan sneered dismissively.
Sword fingers cutting through the Star Sea, the Chaotic Divine Light simmered gently, likewise converging into thousands of sword beams shooting toward Da Yi.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh!
Chaos engulfed the heavens, shattering the Star Sea.
As the Slaughter Techniques of the two clashed in the starry sky, a scene of apocalyptic destruction unfolded.
Stars exploded, the Star Sea overturned, and Meteors blasted apart from the outer heavens, plummeting down with an unimaginably radiant and terrifying power.
Out of nowhere, Da Yi suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan.
His fist roared out, aimed directly at Ye Xuan’s heart.
The devastating gloom flickered upon his fist, as if in the next moment, he would Suppress Ye Xuan right there in the starry sky.
Something extremely bizarre occurred.
Ye Xuan did not dodge or evade, letting Da Yi’s fist strike his chest.
This caused Da Yi’s expression to shift subtly, unease rising within his heart.
The thunderous blast resounded as the starry sky erupted.
Ye Xuan stood firm and unyielding, while Da Yi’s Fist Radiance could not advance an inch further; his blow landed perfectly intact upon Ye Xuan’s chest.