Chen Yi's intentions were clear—it was practically an open declaration.
Wuji naturally understood that he wanted to shift the battlefield, expelling the greatest obstacle—himself—from the treasure secret realm, making it easier for Chen Yi to act freely.
Thus, the situation had reached a stalemate, a fierce tug-of-war. Chen Yi sought to drag Wuji out, while Wuji stood firm, forcing Chen Yi to stay!
Now, it all came down to who had the upper hand.
The Yin-Yang Daoist, possessed by Wuji, had his magic sealed by the Spirit-Severing Seal. Though he managed to manifest a divine avatar through the might of an Immortal Emperor, the restrictions were still severe, making it difficult to suppress Chen Yi’s full-powered forty-nine Chaos-Colored Pearls immediately.
As for Chen Yi, though his magic wasn’t restricted, there was no denying the gap between an Immortal Emperor and a Great Luo. Even with thorough preparations, he could only barely match Wuji’s projection in strength!
Buzz—buzz—buzz—
A terrifying force distorted the void, and cracks began to spread across the otherwise unyielding space of the treasure secret realm!
In the end, Chen Yi gained the upper hand. Seizing the fractures created by their clash, he forcibly dragged Wuji-possessed Yin-Yang Daoist and the other Great Luo elders of the ancient clans out!
This wasn’t because Wuji was weak—his will projection had a slight delay, far less seamless than Chen Yi’s execution!
In battles between masters, the slightest difference decided victory or defeat!
Had Wuji not chosen to wear that thick layer of protection, he might have lasted longer, not so quickly pulled out for a one-on-one duel!
But alas, no use regretting now!
If Wuji had truly descended with a wisp of his origin will, Chen Yi wouldn’t have relied on the forty-nine Chaos-Colored Pearls for the clash. Instead, he would have sent in a Five-Star avatar to confront him head-on!
No helping it—Wuji was too obsessed with cleanliness. Otherwise, Chen Yi wouldn’t have had the chance to smear him with dirt!
Whoosh—
A crack split open in the radiant barrier outside the treasure secret realm. The forty-nine Chaos-Colored Pearls yanked out four and a half Great Luo elders, vanishing instantly into the causal mist space conjured by the Mirror of Infinite Beginnings!
Now, some might ask—weren’t there five Great Luo elders from the five ancient clans? Why only four and a half?
Simple—one of them, the Great Luo elder of the Time-Reversal Dragon Clan, had been seized by Wuji and nearly half-refined in an instant!
Thus, five became four and a half!
Heh—
"You actually dared to drag me out? Who gave you the courage? Outside the treasure secret realm, the Spirit-Severing Seal is useless!"
The Yin-Yang Daoist, under Wuji’s control, sneered coldly, his gaze dark as he surveyed the familiar surroundings.
It was here that he had let his guard down, failed to dodge, and suffered Chen Yi’s ambush—losing the incarnation of the Creation Disc’s spirit, a future candidate for the Heavenly Court’s Minister of Treasures!
And now, Chen Yi dared to try again?!
Did he think this was still the same scenario, where he only faced a pseudo-Chaos Supreme Treasure wielder barely at the Great Luo threshold?
Now, there were five full-powered Great Luo elders here!
Did he really think another sneak attack would work?
Absolutely impossible!
Gah—!
"What just happened to me?!"
"It felt like some strange will invaded my consciousness, suppressing my true self and forcibly taking over my body!"
"Something foul is here—the Yin-Yang Daoist is possessed!"
"That thing disguised itself as Emperor Wuji! It’s a manifestation of our deepest fears—don’t let it fool you! Kill it!!"
"Bastard! You refined half my Dao body?! You’re dead!!!"
The other four Great Luo elders of the ancient clans suddenly regained awareness, their eyes burning red as they launched a frenzied assault on the Yin-Yang Daoist!
Wuji: "..."
Cognitive replacement? Influence over consciousness?
Only a Chaos Supreme Treasure could suppress my will projection.
Which one could possibly have this ability?
"Heaven and Earth, Infinite Beginnings—borrow the might of Ling Xiao! Primordial Creation, Defy the Rules!"
Without hesitation, Wuji forced the Yin-Yang Daoist to burn his origin, forcibly invoking the lingering Dao resonance of Ling Xiao, slumbering in the lower realm!
After all, when it came to tracing origins, Ling Xiao was the true master!
Only an Immortal Emperor could borrow another’s power—Ling Xiao had once borrowed Wuji’s, and now Wuji could borrow Ling Xiao’s!
In an instant, a hazy azure avatar materialized, raising a palm to suppress the four raging Great Luo elders of the ancient immortal clans!
This was the accumulated authority of nine epochs under Ling Xiao’s rule—a lingering influence even Wuji couldn’t erase in a short time. Against four mere Great Luo cultivators, Ling Xiao’s avatar was an immovable mountain!
"Holy—?! You two are way too cozy with each other! Borrowing each other’s power so smoothly—how often do you play around like this?"
Chen Yi was utterly shocked.
Back then, when Ling Xiao’s will imprint had been pestering him relentlessly, it had also borrowed Wuji’s power to suppress his split consciousness!
Now, Wuji’s will projection, irritated by Chen Yi’s use of the Mirror of Infinite Beginnings, retaliated by borrowing Ling Xiao’s power to regain control...
Wait, hold on—weren’t you two mortal enemies?!
You just lend and borrow like it’s nothing?!
He asks, and you just hand it over?!
"Brother Yi, no worries! If Wuji can borrow Ling Xiao’s power, so can I, Zhao Huazhen!"
From the depths of the causal mist space, the little golden dragon puffed out its chest, declaring with absolute confidence:
"Want to borrow Ling Xiao’s power to trace origins? Did you ask for my permission?"
"Even if I’m incomplete, even if I must face Immortal Emperor Wuji—I, Zhao Huazhen, remain the master of Primordial Creation!"
"Old Wushi—back me up!"
The Mirror of Infinite Beginnings’ spirit: "..."
After a pause, it twitched its lips. "All that grand talk, and you’re just a cripple?!"
"Hey, I’ll you—!"
"Enough barking. I’ll help."
The mirror’s childlike spirit had no patience for nonsense. With a wave of its hand, thick causal mist surged forward.
The little golden dragon didn’t slack either. Though not the brightest, it was far from weak. Leveraging its innate advantage, it forcefully interfered with Wuji’s Ling Xiao avatar!
Wuji was merely borrowing Ling Xiao’s power—but the Primordial Creation Disc was the very foundation Ling Xiao used to ascend to Immortal Emperorhood!
As the disc’s spirit incarnation, the little golden dragon had higher priority in invoking Ling Xiao’s power. In fact, it was part of Ling Xiao’s legacy!
Wuji had to borrow—but the little dragon could use it freely, because this was Ling Xiao’s debt to it!
Buzz—!
Space trembled. Under the combined assault of the Mirror’s causal mist and the little dragon’s Primordial Creation Dao, Ling Xiao’s avatar flickered violently before collapsing entirely!
The next moment—
The four Great Luo elders of the ancient clans regained full clarity!
"That was the former Immortal Emperor Ling Xiao’s power! The one possessing the Yin-Yang Daoist is a remnant of Ling Xiao’s Heavenly Court!"
"Damn it! Almost fell for it!"
"Audacious! Daring to impersonate Emperor Wuji—you’ve signed your own death warrant!"
"Brothers, slaughter him! Take his head to Wuji’s Heavenly Court for the bounty!"
Under the Mirror’s causal mist influence, their cognition shifted, and they launched a full-force assault on Wuji’s possessed Yin-Yang Daoist.
And at that moment—Chen Yi moved!
A Five-Star avatar strode out from the causal mist, halberd in hand, and roared:
"Fellow Daoists, I’ll aid you!"
Under the influence of the Heavenly Pivot Mirror's mist of causality, the four Great Luo instinctively formed a reasonable perception of Chen Yi's sudden appearance, subconsciously regarding him as a passing mighty figure who intervened to uphold justice.
Wuji: "......"
"Very well, very well! So what if we're fighting on hostile ground, with neither time, terrain, nor numbers on our side?
One against five—the advantage is still mine!
As the Immortal Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies in this world!"
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