Chapter 932 — Purple Qi Fills the Heavens, Fist Intent Cleaves the Firmament
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
Before the Manhui Pavilion, Qi Jiuyi was startled awake by the two men's momentum, roused from the infatuation that Yun Chuxiu had brought upon him, and he looked toward the two in the Jade Sea.
"Yun Jianli is stronger than before. " Qi Jiuyi's expression shifted slightly.
He had crossed hands with Yun Jianli and knew well how strong and how frightful the man was. Sickly though this eldest son of the Yun clan might be, heaven had favored him beyond measure; his cultivation stood out among the younger generation of the Heavenly Court, and his divine abilities were terrifyingly formidable. That time, when he fought Yun Jianli, he had lost on the very first move; Yun Jianli granted him time to rest, and in the second exchange he lost even more cleanly; by the third, he lost faster still.
Qi Jiuyi had studied under the Red Emperor Qi Xiayu and the Black Emperor Yin Zhaojin, possessing the peerless arts of two great emperors, and yet before Yun Jianli he could not walk a single move.
From that day he was wholly convinced of Yun Jianli's superiority.
"I was defeated by Cult Master Shen down in the lower world and learned my own weaknesses; then from Xu Shenghua I learned the fruits of the Jingping Reform, and I thought I might stand alongside Yun Jianli.
Now it seems I am still short of seasoning. The crux of it is entering the dao.
" Qi Jiuyi watched the two in the sea. Yun Jianli abruptly pressed a palm down upon the water's surface; the sea shuddered, the great waves stilled, and the towering swells that had risen on the sea suddenly turned utterly calm, leaving only the divine turtles that had been treading the waves still hanging in the air.
Those turtles, bearing mountains and islands on their backs, paddled their limbs slowly through the sky so as not to come falling down. Below them the sea burst open and water shot to the heavens, and at once banners wrought of seawater rose up from the surface.
Upon the banners appeared runes and patterns of every kind, and the differing patterns together formed the likenesses of three hundred and sixty distinct gods! Before this, Yun Jianli's divine ability had excelled in the small; now it excelled in the large. The banners of three hundred and sixty gods shrouded a hundred li around and formed a vast battle formation.
"Yun Jianli's art. . .
is complete.
.
.
" Qi Jiuyi looked somewhat distraught.
Once the formation was set, Yun Jianli suddenly fell back, like a startled swan evading Shen Mu's attack, and the next moment he struck a huge banner and his figure vanished into it.
"Mo—" A resonant sound issued from the banner, and a god of majestic stature stepped down from its surface — the Great Unity God among the three hundred and sixty gods!
This Great Unity God had no face: no eyes, ears, mouth, or nose, no hair upon his head, all four sides of him a blank void. He was also called the North Pole Great Unity Emperor Lord, the Supreme Unity Emperor Lord, chief of all the stars.
Yun Jianli had now become the Supreme Unity Emperor Lord, as though that lord had come in person, a purple star hanging high behind him, his every gesture carrying immeasurable divine power as he struck down at Shen Mu!
That power carried the dao-rhyme of the great dao of heaven and earth; the divine ability was heaven-formed, its might immeasurable.
Before him Shen Mu was pitifully small, insignificant — and yet the force of Shen Mu's blow was enormous beyond measure, and he held the Supreme Unity Emperor Lord's divine ability at bay by sheer strength. One great, one small, the two collided upon the sea, fists and feet trading blows, battering heaven and earth asunder.