Chapter 00333: The Ultimate Battle of Movement and Stillness
# The Ultimate Battle of Movement and Stillness
Chapter 333
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 333: The Ultimate Battle of Movement and Stillness
The powerful backlash of immortal energy surged through Lan Xiaobu, making him feel as though his internal organs were about to shatter.
The gap in cultivation realms was simply too vast.
Fortunately, his years of practicing the Undying Technique had somewhat compensated for this deficiency.
Even so, Lan Xiaobu could feel his injuries rapidly worsening.
On the surface, it seemed that Lan Xiaobu had the upper hand in this exchange.
His divine ability not only overwhelmed Ji Leng but also destroyed one of Ji Leng's arms.
However, only Lan Xiaobu knew the truth—his advantage wasn't as clear-cut as it appeared.
In reality, he needed to stop fighting immediately, or else his injuries would worsen, potentially causing him to lose the upper hand he had just gained.
But Lan Xiaobu had no intention of stopping.
Without hesitation, he swallowed a drop of Void Immortal Marrow and raised his Seven-Tone Halberd once more.
His motto had always been: "Strike while the iron is hot."
Since he had already started this fight, hesitation was the last thing he could afford.
This time, he unleashed the Palace Tone Slash, a divine ability of the Seven-Tone Halberd.
Earlier, he had switched to the Palace Tone Slash after a sudden epiphany of a new divine ability, "Dao Does Not Fall."
That fleeting moment of enlightenment had to be acted upon immediately, or he feared he might never grasp it again.
"Dao Does Not Fall" was a newly conceived divine ability, still in its infancy, yet it had already severed Ji Leng's arm.
Once fully matured, this ability would surpass even the Seven-Tone Slash.
But for now, the Seven-Tone Slash was more reliable.
Lan Xiaobu would not give Ji Leng any chance to recover.
He aimed to finish his opponent in this brief window of opportunity.
Ji Leng, who had been forced to retreat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had managed to block Lan Xiaobu's previous halberd strike.
At this point, he was certain that Lan Xiaobu was at least an early-stage Immortal Venerable.
This meant that Lan Xiaobu's previous display of cultivation had been a facade—this guy was truly a master of deception.
Although Lan Xiaobu might also be an Immortal Venerable, Ji Leng was confident that his earlier punch had temporarily incapacitated Lan Xiaobu.
Losing an arm was nothing; he could always cultivate it back over time.
But before Ji Leng could fully recover, he felt himself being pulled into a vast, murderous battlefield.
The halberd's tones exploded like the clashing of weapons in a war, and the killing intent pierced through space, condensing into overwhelming waves of murderous energy.
These waves of energy formed a killing momentum that threatened to engulf and tear Ji Leng apart.
At this point, Ji Leng no longer cared about the backlash.
He forcefully summoned his weapon, a twelve-foot-long Scorpion Spear.
He could feel Lan Xiaobu's overwhelming killing intent, and in the face of such power, nothing else mattered.
In just a short time, Ji Leng felt as though his entire body was being torn apart by the killing energy.
His body was drenched in blood.
He couldn't understand how Lan Xiaobu had withstood the backlash of his punch and still managed to unleash such a powerful divine ability.
But no matter what, he wasn't going to just lie down and die.
With a roar, Ji Leng thrust his Scorpion Spear forward, and the endless spear blades transformed into a circle of blades that exploded outward, as if countless planets were crashing down from the void, obscuring the space around Lan Xiaobu's halberd tones.
To the onlookers, it seemed as though two armies had clashed on a battlefield, with the aura of death enveloping the space.
Before Ji Leng could even catch his breath, the Scorpion Spear, which had been blocking the endless halberd tones, suddenly grew heavier.
The halberd tones in the air seemed to have just begun, growing more intense and louder with each passing moment, as if they were about to tear through the heavens and sweep across the entire universe.
Even the spectators were stirred by the overwhelming killing momentum of the halberd tones.
It felt as though they were on the battlefield themselves, fighting against endless nightmare demons.
When their boiling blood had nowhere to vent, it transformed into explosive halberd tones that tore through the space.
The killing momentum finally became too much for the space to bear, and the Dao tones shattered the void!
"One Tone, the Sound of Heartbreak at Yang Pass; the Palace Music Rises, the Halberd Cuts Across Ninety Thousand Miles!"
At this moment, space itself seemed to freeze.
The endless halberd shadows and tones condensed into a single blade of killing light, which tore through space and shattered all divine rules.
"Crack!" The Scorpion Spear let out a crisp sound as it broke into two pieces.
Everything in the world seemed to come to a standstill.
Unlike the earlier clash of divine abilities that had stirred the blood, this stillness was almost suffocating.
From extreme movement to extreme stillness, this battle between the two was displayed in its fullest glory.
Lan Xiaobu stood with the Seven-Tone Halberd in hand, its tip pointing to the ground.
Blood continuously dripped from the corner of his mouth, a clear sign of his severe injuries.
Time, it seemed, was still flowing.
Ji Leng stood opposite Lan Xiaobu, gripping the broken Scorpion Spear, staring blankly at him.
"One Tone, the Sound of Heartbreak at Yang Pass; the Palace Music Rises, the Halberd Cuts Across Ninety Thousand Miles!" Ji Leng's voice broke the silence.
Lan Xiaobu remained silent, simply watching Ji Leng.
Clang! The spear finally broke apart.
Splat! A burst of blood erupted as Ji Leng's body was split in two.
Crack! A deep fissure extended from in front of Lan Xiaobu, as if an invisible killing intent had torn through the ground.
The fissure stretched for a thousand feet before the killing intent slowly dissipated.
With a thud, Ji Leng's bisected body fell into the chasm, sending up a cloud of dust.
Lan Xiaobu swallowed a pill and then waved his hand, collecting Ji Leng's spatial ring.
Only then did the scene come back to life.
Gu Yue rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had just witnessed Lan Xiaobu killing Ji Leng in a direct confrontation.
"What? You kill someone from the Moon Mirror Immortal Court and then take their belongings?" A voice broke the silence, pulling everyone's attention away from Lan Xiaobu's halberd strike.
The speaker was a man dressed entirely in white, with white hair and beard.
While such an appearance usually gave off an air of immortality, this man exuded a chilling, icy aura.
Everyone knew who this was—the Immortal Emperor of the Moon Mirror Immortal Court.
His name was Zuo Yuyan, a trusted subordinate of the Moon Mirror Immortal Court's ruler, Sang Buxia.
Although only an early-stage Immortal Emperor, his methods were notoriously ruthless, and few who crossed him survived.
Now, everyone was curious how Lan Xiaobu would handle an Immortal Emperor.
While Lan Xiaobu had a powerful master and connections with Teng Jilou, none of them were present at the moment.
Zuo Yuyan could easily end Lan Xiaobu's life with a wave of his hand.
Despite the earth-shattering battle between Lan Xiaobu and Ji Leng, Ji Leng was only an Immortal Venerable, while Zuo Yuyan was an Immortal Emperor—a qualitative difference.
"Old Zhao, I'm still injured. Could you take care of this fly for me?" Lan Xiaobu ignored Zuo Yuyan completely, turning away and swallowing another pill.
Killing Ji Leng had come at a cost.
"Trying to leave? Unfortunately, you won't get far..."
Zuo Yuyan reached out to grab Lan Xiaobu.
But before his hand could even fully extend, a massive fist came crashing down from the distance.
Zuo Yuyan clearly saw Zhao Gongming's fist coming, but he couldn't figure out how to dodge it.
No matter which way he moved, the fist seemed destined to crush him.
"Stop—" Zuo Yuyan managed only a single word before Zhao Gongming's fist struck him squarely.
Boom! Like a balloon popping, Zuo Yuyan's body exploded into a mist of blood.
Zhao Gongming casually collected Zuo Yuyan's spatial ring, as if nothing had happened.
The scene fell into silence once more.
The earlier battle between Lan Xiaobu and Ji Leng paled in comparison to the sheer shock of this moment.
An early-stage Immortal Emperor had been reduced to a bloody mist with a single punch.
What kind of power was this? Even a half-step Immortal Sovereign couldn't achieve such a feat.
Zhao Gongming's smile faded as he suddenly sensed something amiss.
He quickly sent a message to Lan Xiaobu, "Xiaobu, something's wrong. We need to leave, now."
Lan Xiaobu glanced at the stunned Immortal Emperor in the crowd and then followed Zhao Gongming away.
He recognized that man—Sang Buxia, the ruler of the Moon Mirror Immortal Court.
He would deal with him later.
Seeing Lan Xiaobu leave, Sang Buxia broke out in a cold sweat.
He had planned to use this opportunity to take Lan Xiaobu away.
He was already planning to leave the Mysterious Profound Immortal Domain, and the title of Immortal Court ruler meant little to him.
As long as he could get his hands on Lan Xiaobu's treasures, that would be enough.
But after witnessing Zuo Yuyan's death at Zhao Gongming's hands, his heart sank.
Zuo Yuyan might not have been as strong as him, but he was still an Immortal Emperor.
If Zhao Gongming could kill Zuo Yuyan so easily, then killing Sang Buxia would be just as simple.
...
"What's wrong, Old Zhao? I just saw Sang Buxia, the ruler of the Moon Mirror Immortal Court. That guy must have a lot of good stuff on him. We should—"
Lan Xiaobu's words abruptly stopped as he stared in shock at Zhao Gongming.
"Old Zhao, what's happening?"
Zhao Gongming's skin was cracking, and a bloody mark had appeared on his forehead.
Zhao Gongming spoke urgently, "When I killed that Immortal Emperor earlier, I used power beyond the limits of this realm. Now, a powerful force is trying to pull me away—it must be the rules of heaven and earth. I have to leave. If I stay, the rules will crush me to death. We'll meet again in the higher realm. Take care of yourself."
"What?!" Lan Xiaobu was stunned.
Was Zhao Gongming being forced to ascend?
Zhao Gongming patted Lan Xiaobu's shoulder.
"With your strength, few in the Mysterious Profound Immortal Domain can challenge you. My ascension isn't a bad thing. It gives me a chance to collect some debts early. Those who owe me will pay double. Farewell, until we meet again..."
With those final words, a powerful force of heavenly rules swept Zhao Gongming away, and he vanished without a trace.
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