Not far off, a beautiful young woman seemed to have noticed something. Her lovely eyes looked over and saw Yum Baobao standing behind Wen Qingye, and she couldn't help but feel a flicker of interest. "That Yum Baobao was just abandoned by Brother Mingkong, and she's already found a new flame. How interesting."
This young woman was Mo Qing, the one Yum Baobao had mentioned. What Wen Qingye didn't know was that Yum Baobao, Mo Qing, and Huang Zishan were known as the Three Treasures of the Celestial Profound Sect, though some also called them the Three Demonesses.
"Wen Qingye, considering you've just become a Core Disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect, there are some matters I can overlook. Now, all you have to do is respectfully call me 'Senior Brother Hua' three times and say 'I was wrong.' How about it?" Hua Du said, extending a large hand toward Wen Qingye. His voice was low, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade.
Wen Qingye's expression didn't change. He looked at Hua Du, gave a faint smile, and slowly shook his head, his black eyes holding nothing but cold indifference.
"I refuse."
When those two words left Wen Qingye's lips, everyone could see the smile slowly vanish from Hua Du's face. His gaze turned chillingly severe, and an astonishing fluctuation of Primordial Qi began to slowly emanate from his body.
Hua Du was now enraged.
Huang Zishan watched from a short distance, remarking with schadenfreude, "I never expected this. I didn't even have to lift a finger to teach that Wen Qingye of Yum Baobao's a lesson; someone's doing it for me. It saves me a lot of trouble."
Hua Du's strength was at the Destruction Realm Third Heaven, and he was Hua Lie's son; his understanding of the Dao of Profound Destruction must be quite deep, and he certainly wouldn't be lacking in Martial Arts. But Wen Qingye? His aura was just like that of an ordinary Martial Artist at the First Level of Destruction Realm cultivation. How could he possibly be as formidable as the rumors claimed?
Mo Qing also shook her head and said with a laugh, "So this is the person who's been causing such a stir lately? Besides being a bit stubborn, he doesn't seem special at all."
Wen Qingye's reputation and his current cultivation were a real disappointment to her. Her intuition told her that Wen Qingye was no match for Hua Du, and she trusted her intuition—it had always been very accurate.
On Danxuan Peak, under the gaze of countless eyes, Wen Qingye watched as Hua Du's expression turned severe. He slowly closed his hands into fists as vigorous Primordial Qi began to rise, then gripped the Heavy Sword Without Edge on his back.
'This is also a chance for me to probe Hua Lie, to see what his true identity is.'
"Refuse? That's not a word you can say so casually. I'll show you that you have no right to speak it."
Hua Du stared at Wen Qingye like a cold viper, his tone indifferent as he spoke, enunciating every word. "I will make you learn that sometimes, a man must bow his head to circumstance."
Faced with Hua Du's aggression, a frigid light slowly surfaced in Wen Qingye's ink-black eyes. He looked at Hua Du, smiled, and said, "You are only worthy of me looking down on you. You have no right to make me bow my head."
"Is that so?"
Hua Du's eyes flashed with severity. He took a great stride forward, and the potent Primordial Qi within him erupted. The ground beneath his feet began to crack, sending out fissures of Primordial Qi that shot forth like Earth Dragons, the berserk energy within them letting out low, indistinct roars.
THOOM!
Watching the Powerful Qi fly toward him, Wen Qingye plunged the Bladeless in his hand straight into the ground. A violently trembling wave of Powerful Qi immediately swept out from beneath the sword.
A loud bang ripped through the earth as it collided with the surging, berserk Earth Dragon.
The next moment, rubble flew everywhere. As the two fissures met, the two torrents of berserk Primordial Qi exploded, frantically corroding one another.
"Interesting."
Hua Du's gaze fixed on the spot where the stones had shattered. He could clearly feel that when the two torrents of Primordial Qi had collided, his own had been instantly shattered.
It wasn't hard to see that while the depth of his Primordial Qi surpassed Wen Qingye's, he was far inferior when it came to its condensation and purity.
'Wen Qingye does have some skill after all, but his cultivation is just too low. His reputation is undeserved.'
Hua Du scoffed inwardly. No matter what, with his cultivation at the Destruction Realm Third Heaven, he should be able to completely crush Wen Qingye.
He was arrogant and obsessed with saving face. Wen Qingye's public defiance was a severe blow to his boundless pride, so he had to teach him a lesson.
At this thought, Hua Du flipped his palm, and vast, boundless cyan Primordial Qi surged forth.
"Wind-Scattered Clouds!"
As the thought flashed through his mind, Hua Du tapped his toes and shot into the air like an eagle. He thrust out his palm, and roiling Primordial Qi swept out, kicking up a sky-full of howling winds.
This Primordial Qi carried a hint of explosive aura, fierce and domineering. This was one of the Laws of the Dao of Profound Destruction—the Fission Law. Hua Du had only cultivated it to the First Layer of the Earth Dao, but its power was still considerable when unleashed.
Amidst the howling gales, a giant hand of cyan wind suddenly took form. It whipped up the wind as it tore through the air, bringing it down viciously upon Wen Qingye.
As the giant hand descended, Wen Qingye raised his head, his gaze as calm as still water. He did not retreat. Gripping Bladeless tightly, he was engulfed by a wave of golden light, so brilliant it seemed to rush into the heavens.
"Fourth Form of the Sword Emperor Technique! Those who oppose me shall die!"
Bladeless swung out. The Sword Aura sliced forward horizontally, as if to sunder the world, carrying with it an incomparably domineering momentum.
Hua Du's Heart Spirit trembled, and his hand was half a beat too slow. Nevertheless, he still managed to quickly swing his palm forward.
BANG!
The two attacks collided violently in mid-air. In an instant, it was as if a great storm had descended, sending sand and stones flying. A berserk torrent of Primordial Qi swept wildly across the sky.
As the two torrents of berserk Primordial Qi corroded and consumed each other, they gradually dissipated. After this powerful, head-on clash, Wen Qingye slowly retreated three steps.
"As expected... Wen Qingye's strength is still lacking."
"Has his strength declined?"
"Once a favored son of heaven from the Cyan Cloud List falls, it's hard to ever make a comeback."
Seeing this, many in the crowd revealed expressions of shock and doubt, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Just a dozen days ago, Wen Qingye had defeated Lu Shaoyou in a single move, and Lu Shaoyou was at the Destruction Realm Second Heaven. Logically, Wen Qingye's cultivation should be at least at the Destruction Realm Second Heaven, yet now he had been knocked back in one move by Hua Du, who was at the Destruction Realm Third Heaven.
"Wen Qingye is truly a disappointment."
Watching from a distance, Mo Qing couldn't help but shake her head and sneer. The strength Wen Qingye was displaying now was a complete letdown. Based on this, it was utterly impossible for him to have defeated Lu Shaoyou in such a short time.
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