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"Go!"
At that moment, Wang Yi forcefully pushed with his palm, and a swirling gust of air, as large as ten feet, immediately howled out, violently crashing into the already frozen air.
"Rumbling!"
The air trembled violently, the sound shaking the ground.
"Crack!"
Then, under Wang Yi's immense power, a crisp cracking sound rang out, as if a piece of glass had been shattered.
"What?"
Hearing the clear sound, Ling Yao's expression changed slightly. Her demeanor turned cold as she gritted her teeth. With a graceful leap into the air, her fair fingers flicked repeatedly, and immediately, streams of icy white cold energy shot out like lightning, incredibly swift.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
These icy white energies merged into the freezing air, causing the temperature to plummet. The entire space felt like an ice cellar, absolute zero; exhaling a breath turned instantly into frost.
"Rumbling!"
However, the swirling gust showed no hesitation and mercilessly smashed into the icy air. With a rumble that sounded like thunder, three mysterious forces—Suction, Stagnation Force, and Gravity—shot out and enveloped the Arena in an instant.
"!"
Ling Yao in mid-air immediately felt a sudden weight pressing down on her. Her internal energy surged violently as if she were about to spit blood.
"Saintess."
Seeing this, the Black and White Envoy urgently called out.
At this moment, both of them felt the terror of Wang Yi; such strength was enough to threaten them.
Wang Hang looked at the domineering Wang Yi in the arena, feeling a sense of loss. Clearly, with his own strength, he was no match for Wang Yi. It was evident that Wang Yi becoming the Young Master of the Wang Family and the next generation's Young Master was a foregone conclusion. This meant that his position within the Wang Family would decline, and he would lose power.
He knew that as a prominent family, strength relied on the new generation of strong individuals. No one would allow a Waste to become the head of the family; the survival rule of "might makes right" had been unchanging throughout history.
Thinking of this, a cruel expression appeared on Wang Hang's face. Although Wang Yi's strength preserved some face for the Wang Family, it also meant he had lost his opportunity.
Suddenly, a loud explosion interrupted Wang Hang's thoughts. He looked over and saw that the vortex of air created by Wang Yi had already shattered the icy aura released by Ling Yao.
At the same time, taking advantage of this situation, Wang Yi advanced and closed in on Ling Yao.
"Ha!"
In this critical moment, Ling Yao showed no hesitation. With a graceful hand movement, accompanied by a chilling icy aura, an Ice Palm Seal formed in the air.
"Rumbling!"
Ling Yao gently brought down her palm, and the Ice Palm Seal followed suit.
"Creak! Creak!"
Under the power of the Palm Seal, the air shattered with loud cracking sounds.
"Break!"
Ling Yao descended from mid-air to confront Wang Yi.
"Woo."
As the sound of "woo" echoed, a chilling aura descended from Ling Yao's palms, crashing down alongside the Ice Palm Seal towards Wang Yi.
"Rumbling!"
The air exploded, shaking the ground.
"Black Fiend Divine Tablet!"
Wang Yi struck out with one palm, unleashing a surge of Primordial Energy. A cloud of dark energy spread out, sweeping in all directions and shaking the earth.
"Rumbling!"
With the tremendous rumbling sound, a massive energy stone tablet appeared above Wang Yi's head, blocking out the sun. Endless currents of air surged forth, breaking apart under the Black Fiend Divine Tablet.
"Whoosh!"
Wang Yi held the divine tablet with both hands and forcefully pushed it forward. The stone tablet immediately stirred up a whirlwind in the air, crashing down fiercely.
"Whoosh!"
From a distance, the enormous stone tablet resembled a meteor streaking across the void or a meteorite descending to the ground.
"Rumbling!"
As it neared Ling Yao, the air exploded as if thousands of thunderbolts were descending.
"Ha!"
Ling Yao shouted, suddenly increasing the power of the Ice Palm Seal and striking towards Wang Yi.
"Rumbling!"
In the blink of an eye, the Ice Palm Seal collided with the Black Fiend Divine Weapon, resulting in a massive explosion. The entire space trembled violently, and everyone felt as if countless thunders were ringing in their ears. Those with weak strength collapsed to the ground.
"Buzz."
Accompanying this was an infinite Sonic Wave force that rippled through the air, causing endless air to explode.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The terrifying aftershocks turned the entire Arena into a thunder zone, and no one dared to approach even a bit.
"Swish!"
But this was not the end. Wang Yi shot out from the astonished gazes of the crowd, leaving only a phantom in the air before disappearing without a trace.
"Whoosh!"
Wang Yi's speed reached its peak, crossing ten zhang to appear ten meters away from Ling Yao.
"Slash!"
Wang Yi roared, raising the Sword of Slaughter and angrily slashing down. With a whoosh, a hundred-foot sword energy cleaved through the air like a river of blood, as if a galaxy had fallen to the ground.
"Tear!"
The Slaughtering Sword Qi fiercely split the air, producing a sharp sound reminiscent of fabric being torn, piercing and ear-splitting.
Listening to the sudden sound, Ling Yao's expression remained unchanged, her delicate face showing no signs of disturbance, as calm as a clear spring, stirring not a ripple.
"Whoosh!"
Ling Yao slowly raised her right hand, her jade-like fingers lightly pointing at Wang Yi, and with a whoosh, a bolt of lightning shot out.
"Ice Finger!"
The electric light cut through the air, immediately bringing with it a wave of immense coldness that swept across the ground.
"Whoo!"
As a long, mournful sound echoed, Ice Finger struck against Slaughtering Sword Qi.
"Clang!"
When Ice Finger made contact with Slaughtering Sword Qi, it produced a sound reminiscent of gold and iron clashing, ringing out before exploding apart.
"Swish!"
Ling Yao looked coldly at Wang Yi, flicking her wrist as a long sword appeared in her hand, swinging it like a torrent.
"Crack!"
Fast as lightning, it struck fiercely against the Sword of Slaughter. However, the Sword of Slaughter and Extremely Sharp were weapons used by the Slaughter Emperor, sharp to the extreme, incomparable to ordinary divine weapons.
"What?"
This scene left the Black and White Envoy astonished. It was known that Ling Yao's weapon was a sharp divine weapon personally bestowed by the Hall Master, indestructible. Yet unexpectedly, in Wang Yi's hands, it proved utterly ineffective.
"Hmph."
Wang Yi let out a cold snort, and the Sword of Slaughter slashed down, creating a massive crack that instantly landed on Ling Yao's sword.
"Crack!"
With an extremely clear sound, Ling Yao's sword was split into two by the Sword of Slaughter.
"Kill!"
A flash of killing intent flickered in Wang Yi's eyes as he moved like a ghost, closing in on Ling Yao.
"Stop!"
Both the Black-Clad Envoy and the White-Clad Envoy noticed the killing intent in Wang Yi's eyes and hurriedly shouted, "Saintess, quickly concede."
"No!" Ling Yao shook her head resolutely at their words, lightly scolding as she pointed again.
"Ice Soul Finger!"
This finger technique was even more powerful than Ice Finger, and the Ice Phoenix Power it carried was even more terrifying. The air froze instantly, and the airflow became as hard as solid ice, unmelting since ancient times.
"Whoosh!"
The blue light of the finger shot forward like lightning, rapidly approaching Wang Yi.
Seeing this, Wang Yi showed no hesitation. With a swing of the Sword of Slaughter, he shattered the Ice Soul Finger with a crack, and then Wang Yi darted away like lightning.
"What?" At that moment, Ling Yao's expression finally changed. She truly did not expect Wang Yi's strength to be so formidable.
"Slash!"
Looking at the disheveled Ling Yao, Wang Yi showed no mercy, and the Sword of Slaughter came down fiercely.
"What?"
Seeing Wang Yi's ruthless actions, everyone in the Wang Family was astonished. They never expected Wang Yi to be so cold-blooded; if it were them, they wouldn't have been able to strike down such a beautiful woman.
"Mystic Ice Finger!"
In a critical moment, Ling Yao swiftly launched another attack with her finger. This strike was even more powerful and sharp, directly meeting the Sword of Slaughter.
"Crack!"
However, under the immense force of Wang Yi's Primordial Energy and Cui Gu, the sharpness of the Sword of Slaughter had reached a terrifying level, capable of breaking through anything. It instantly shattered this finger attack and struck Ling Yao.
"Ha!"
But Ling Yao did not wish to die just yet. As the Saintess of the Hunting Temple, she possessed strength comparable to a strong practitioner at the Initial Stage of Void Observation. Therefore, she immediately fled at an incredible speed.
"Swoosh!"
Although Ling Yao's speed far exceeded that of an ordinary late-stage Transcendent Realm warrior, the speed of the Sword of Slaughter was even faster. Despite her escape, her arm was still left with a bloody mark, crimson blood spilling out and staining the blue sky. Subsequently, she was swept off the Arena by the residual force.
"Thud!"
Before she even landed, she spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
"Saintess."
The Black-Clad Envoy and the White-Clad Envoy's expressions changed dramatically as they rushed out to catch Ling Yao.
"Whoosh!"
However, no one could have anticipated that Wang Yi would charge directly at the Black-Clad Envoy.
"Child, you dare!" The White-Clad Envoy exclaimed in shock.
"Stop!" Wang Cheng, seeing this, was also taken aback and hurriedly shouted.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's expression wavered, but he gritted his teeth and retreated.
At this moment, Wang Yi had the strength to kill Ling Yao along with the White-Clad Envoy and the Black-Clad Envoy right there. However, this was the Wang Family, and Wang Cheng would never allow him to do so. If he were to kill Ling Yao and the other three, it would undoubtedly provoke the wrath of the Hunting Temple. At that point, it wouldn't be impossible for them to go to war with the Five Great True Spirit Families.
Thus, Wang Yi chose to hold back.
Another reason was that even if the Hunting Temple were to become furious, Wang Yi's current strength would be sufficient to handle it; at least he could ensure his own survival.
"Leave this place," Ling Yao said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with a voice full of hatred.
"Let's go."
The Black-Clad Envoy and the White-Clad Envoy exchanged glances and flew out of the Wang Family.
"Head of the family," the elders said.
"Let them go," Wang Cheng said with a wave of his hand, speaking loudly.
As soon as Wang Cheng's words fell, a large door appeared in mid-air. The three figures of the Black-Clad Envoy soared into the air and vanished like shadows.
"Have you met the Young Master?"
The members of the Wang Family exchanged glances and bowed to Wang Yi.
At that moment, the powerful strength displayed by Wang Yi had already conquered them, making them realize that Wang Yi had the capability to become the head of the Wang Family.
Moreover, if it weren't for Wang Yi today, the Five Great True Spirit Families would have truly lost face.
"Everyone, please rise quickly; Wang Yi cannot bear this," Wang Yi hurriedly said while cupping his hands in salute.
"Yi Er, we owe you a lot today!" Wang Cheng exclaimed.
"Yes, if it weren't for the Young Master today, our Wang Family would have suffered greatly."
"Indeed, all of this is thanks to the Young Master."
"The Young Master deserves our respect."
The members of the Wang Family spoke one after another, all showing extreme gratitude towards Wang Yi.
Meanwhile, Wang Hang watched this scene with a very ugly expression, his face dark as thunder.
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