So It Was a Diversion—Heavenly Monarch Ziyang Colluding with the Successor of Demonic Arts
So It Was a Diversion—Heavenly Monarch Ziyang Colluding with the Successor of Demonic Arts
Liu Ziyan’s expression changed drastically as she drifted backward, trying to dodge the incoming palm strike.
But the power of it was simply too terrifying. Laws cascaded down, heavy as a vast sea of stars.
Even separated by a short distance, her skin felt like it was about to burst open—she simply couldn’t withstand it.
Weng!!
The void trembled, collapsing inch by inch, as if it were about to shatter.
Had this place not been shrouded by those runes from earlier, the commotion here would have spread to all parties in an instant, causing an enormous uproar.
So the enemy had come prepared, having anticipated all of this.
That was why they had set up a formation to conceal their aura—their goal was to kill her here without a sound.
Thinking of this, Liu Ziyan’s lovely face turned ice-cold.
Although the other party hadn’t admitted it, she had already guessed—this matter was absolutely inseparable from Heavenly Monarch Ziyang.
The black-robed man was a subordinate of the Successor of Demonic Arts, and Heavenly Monarch Ziyang wished nothing more than to see her dead.
Right now, this opportunity could be called the perfect moment.
“I never thought Heavenly Monarch Ziyang would truly join forces with the Successor of Demonic Arts. Now that I’ve discovered this secret, they probably won’t leave me alive either.”
Liu Ziyan brought out an artifact—a dazzling, multicolored Heaven Encompassing Umbrella that rained down radiance of every hue.
It suddenly unfurled, spreading out like a shield to resist the black-robed man.
Moreover, Liu Ziyan was very decisive. At this moment, knowing full well she was no match for her opponent,
she immediately brought out the protective artifact her father had left for her.
It was a Golden Decree. The instant she activated it, endless golden light burst forth, rising like a golden sun, blazing brilliantly.
Even though the courtyard was shrouded in black fog, completely cut off from the outside world, there were still signs of it breaking through at this moment.
The black-robed figure’s strength was incomparably powerful, far surpassing the Sacred Lord Realm cultivators Liu Ziyan had encountered before. In her view, the black-robed man before her could even put up a fight against a Perfect Prodigy.
With her own means alone, even preserving her life would be a problem.
That was why she was so decisive.
Boom rumble rumble!
Accompanied by heaven-shaking sounds, it was as if hundreds of stars had exploded right here.
The Heaven Encompassing Umbrella forcefully withstood one strike, but cracks immediately appeared with a crackle, and it collapsed on the spot.
Yet under the illumination of the Golden Decree, the black-robed man didn’t care in the slightest—he even revealed a cold sneer.
“I knew you had such tricks up your sleeve.”
He swept both hands, and two pitch-black beams of light instantly appeared in the void, carrying a supreme aura that surged and churned.
Immediately after, the two beams crossed vertically and horizontally, forming a terrifying cross-shaped rift, from which endless devouring power emanated. Grand Runes erupted forth, boundlessly terrifying.
The Golden Decree pressed down against it, but was instantly swallowed by the cross-shaped rift.
The two forces contended against each other, neither able to break free for the moment, colliding and canceling each other out with tremendous momentum.
This scene left Liu Ziyan stunned. With the Golden Decree tied down, she once again employed her other methods.
But from the void, a sky-filling black fog had already swept in to kill her, instantly sending her flying. With a pu sound, she spat out blood, her aura rapidly withering away.
“This is a Transcendent personally bestowed by my master. He anticipated you had such means and has been waiting for you to use them.”
“Saintess Ziyan, today no one will be able to save you. Tomorrow, on this very day, will be the anniversary of your death!”
The black-robed man laughed coldly, his figure rapidly closing in before vanishing, unleashing a terrifying Transcendent. Darkness enveloped all directions as he charged at Liu Ziyan to kill her.
Seeing this scene, despair couldn’t help but rise in Liu Ziyan’s expression.
The next moment, her figure was sent flying horizontally, crashing to the ground, covered in blood, her injuries severe, large swaths of her snow-white skin covered in wounds.
“At death’s door, and you still plan to resist?” The black-robed man’s figure reappeared, his gaze utterly cold.
Liu Ziyan coughed out a mouthful of blood, struggled to stand, and stared coldly at her opponent without saying another word.
All her methods had been employed, yet they were completely useless.
Even the Golden Decree containing her father’s full-powered strike had been tied down by the opponent’s special Transcendent, unable to display its might.
Could it be that today she would truly fall victim to this treachery?
Her heart was now filled with regret. If only she had listened to Gu Changge earlier and moved into the palace where he resided.
Would this black-robed man who snuck in tonight still dare to act so brazenly?
“It seems Saintess Ziyan knows regret now.”
Just then, a voice carrying a faint smile suddenly came from the building behind Liu Ziyan, causing her entire body to stiffen before she whipped around.
Utterly shocked, utterly delighted—it was simply like a dream.
“Gu Changge?”
Liu Ziyan couldn’t help but cry out, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
But even more than that was irrepressible joy, surprise, and excitement.
Who could have imagined that in such a life-and-death situation, Gu Changge would suddenly appear?
How did he appear here?
Liu Ziyan had no time to ask more. In her view, Gu Changge’s strength was enough to contend with the black-robed man before them.
After all, the opponent’s strongest method was currently being used to counter her Golden Decree.
“It seems it’s just as I expected—someone indeed couldn’t hold back and made a move against you.”
From within the building, Gu Changge walked out unhurriedly, an inscrutable smile on his face.
“You anticipated this long ago?”
Liu Ziyan looked at him, her heart settling considerably. She recalled Gu Changge’s earlier actions—he had indeed said as much back then, guessing that Heavenly Monarch Ziyang would send someone to assassinate her.
So Gu Changge had hidden himself by her side, waiting for the attacker to reveal themselves?
“If not for this, why would I bother showing myself to save you?”
Gu Changge smiled, and a powerful aura began to emanate from his body. Even with his Source wounded, he possessed an invincible bearing.
Boom rumble rumble!
The sky itself seemed about to explode, as numerous terrifying phenomena rose up in this place.
“Gu Changge?”
“Your life—my master will come to take it personally.”
Seeing Gu Changge appear, the black-robed man also swept him a wary glance, seemingly intent on retreating.
“Oh? But your life today seems destined to be forfeited here.” Gu Changge looked at him and spoke indifferently, his expression without a ripple.
“Heh heh, what big talk. Do you really think I’m the only one making a move? Besides, Gu Changge, you’re suffering from an injury to your Great Dao Source. Do you really think we couldn’t tell? Your injuries are severe—you can’t bring out much of your strength.”
The black-robed man laughed coldly, completely unafraid, speaking once more, even finding himself an excuse to take the stage.
Soon, the two clashed rapidly within the courtyard. The place shook, the concealment Array Patterns laid down began to collapse, black fog billowed, and the void trembled and hummed.
This majestic aura was like an entire stretch of blue sky crashing down, seeking to smash Gu Changge into a mist of blood, annihilating both body and soul.
However, Gu Changge struck out swiftly. One after another, strange lights emerged, carrying supreme fluctuations that surged forth, crushing everything.
“Aren’t you severely injured?”
The black-robed man’s expression changed. With a wave of his sleeve, sensing the situation was amiss, he planned to flee.
“Even severely injured, suppressing and killing the likes of you is as easy as lifting a hand.”
Gu Changge spoke indifferently. His figure flashed as he swiftly gave chase, and the Array Patterns enveloping this place were instantly broken..........
“What happened?”
“What’s going on? Could someone have come to assassinate the Young Master?”
Numerous prodigies and Cultivators sensed this battle’s fluctuations at the first moment, appearing at the horizon one after another, utterly shocked.
“I hope Young Master Changge can capture this black-robed man and force out Heavenly Monarch Ziyang’s whereabouts and clues about the Successor of Demonic Arts.”
Seeing Gu Changge give chase, Liu Ziyan also let out a sigh of relief, her mood gradually calming, her heart much more at ease.
She began to consider other matters. Tonight’s events were absolutely inseparable from Heavenly Monarch Ziyang and the Successor of Demonic Arts.
“I must tell Father about this and let him decide. Heavenly Monarch Ziyang colluding with the Successor of Demonic Arts is already an ironclad fact.”
Meanwhile, within the palace complex, Qin Wuya—who had been carefully concealing his tracks in the void—also instantly noticed the great disturbance here.
To be honest, he was also quite shocked, not yet knowing the full story of what had happened.
Had someone noticed him?
Or could it be that Gu Changge had encountered an assassin’s attack?
“If that’s the case, then heaven truly is helping me. Although I don’t know the reason... but speaking of it, it should be related to Gu Changge encountering an assassin.”
“A chaotic situation like this is perfect for taking the opportunity to rescue the person.”
Qin Wuya couldn’t help but reveal a smile. His figure moved, turning blurry, and relying on the information he had gathered over these past few days, he rushed toward the courtyard where Liu Ziyan was located.
“Who are you?”
However, the instant his figure appeared in the courtyard,
a dazzling, eye-piercing sword light suddenly emerged, peerlessly sharp, forming a supreme killing force that slashed down toward him.
Accompanied by Liu Ziyan’s icy killing intent, she demanded coldly.
“Saintess Ziyan, don’t be hasty. I mean no harm—Junior Brother Ziyang sent me to save you.”
Hearing this, Qin Wuya opened his mouth to explain, directly stating his identity, not wanting to invite unnecessary trouble.
But he felt that Liu Ziyan’s current state seemed very off.
“Heavenly Monarch Ziyang saving me?”
Hearing these words, Liu Ziyan let out a cold laugh.
Her lovely face grew even colder, like black ice that would never melt in ten thousand years, its frigid aura suddenly sweeping out in all directions, seeking to devour everything.
This time, she chose to attack directly, showing no mercy whatsoever, displaying her most powerful Ancient Heavenly Art, performing various runic Transcendents right there, evolving numerous Great Dao orders, infinitely profound and mysterious.
Qin Wuya frowned, feeling the situation had become extremely thorny. Why was Liu Ziyan’s reaction completely different from what he had imagined?
However, he didn’t want to harm Liu Ziyan, so he didn’t strike back, only continuously dodging.
“Oh? So this time it was a diversion to lure the tiger from the mountain. No wonder that fellow looked like he wanted to stall me.”
“So the real goal was this all along.”
Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside the courtyard. A white-robed figure like a startled swan swept over the eaves and appeared at this place.
On that handsome, otherworldly face was a faint smile of sudden realization.
Boom rumble rumble!
The firmament trembled, emitting an indescribably tremendous sound.
Outside the courtyard, numerous prodigies and Cultivators also suddenly surged in, packing it so tightly that not even a fly could escape.
Everyone stared fixedly at everything within the courtyard, each bringing out artifacts of every color, flowing radiance dazzling, truly murderous aura soaring to the heavens, blood energy roiling, enough to blot out the sky!
“Gu Changge...”
Qin Wuya stared at the young man walking over unhurriedly, his expression abruptly changing, his scalp going numb, as boundless chill suddenly rose up his back.