Chapter 606: Battle Against Two Emperors

However, their extreme reaction caught him completely off guard.

’Could the extermination of the Xia family really be related to Infinite Mountain?’

A storm raged in Ye Xuan’s heart. Although Infinite Mountain was one of the continent’s Seven Great Sects, the Xia family was also one of the most elite hidden clans. For Infinite Mountain to wipe out the Xia family should have been nearly impossible.

And yet, the Xia family had been exterminated, vanishing into thin air. What in the world had happened?

Beside him, Su Xiuyi’s face fell, his heart reeling with shock.

As a Martial Emperor who had journeyed across the continent, he knew far more than the likes of Ge Puzi. If the extermination of the Xia family, the Dragon Blood clan of Dongling, was truly connected to Infinite Mountain... then...

Su Xiuyi felt his heart pound erratically. It was as if he had just stumbled upon one of the continent’s greatest secrets.

Seeing Ye Xuan fall silent, Liang Yu and the gold-robed middle-aged man exchanged a look, a terrifying killing intent glinting in their eyes. "Kid, it doesn’t matter what you’ve figured out. Today, you die."

"Kill!"

Without another word, the two of them charged, rushing to kill Ye Xuan.

The two Martial Emperor experts struck without a shred of mercy, as if Ye Xuan were their mortal enemy.

This only deepened Ye Xuan’s suspicions. ’What on earth did Infinite Mountain do that requires them to be so cautious?’

"Attack."

Su Xiuyi and the others had been watching the scene intently. The instant the two men attacked, the Celestial Derivation Book in his hands snapped open, bursting forth with rays of rainbow light.

Simultaneously, he unfolded the feather fan in his other hand and, without hesitation, unleashed the Landscape Painting Martial Soul above his head.

Although both men radiated the aura of the Tier Eight First Layer, Su Xiuyi didn’t dare underestimate them in the slightest now that he knew they were from Infinite Mountain.

It wasn’t just him. Jiuchen, Ge Puzi, Dong Boson, the contingent from Medicine City, and the others all struck at the same instant.

A black dagger, a purple spear, a great earthen-yellow seal—various Tier Eight Profound Soldiers, along with countless glints of blades and swords, surged toward the two like a tidal wave.

"Hmph." The two men snorted, a hint of disdain on their faces. A bronze mirror suddenly appeared in Liang Yu’s hand, and he aimed it at the space before him.

Instantly, the various streams of light and attacks were all reflected away, crashing into the valley and reducing it to rubble.

The physical attacks from the Eighth-Level Profound Soldiers, however, could not be deflected. But a hazy halo suddenly rippled from the mirror’s surface. The countless physical attacks smashed against it, creating a thunderous rumble but failing to harm the men behind it.

’What kind of treasure is this?’

Everyone was stunned. The treasured mirror could not only deflect ranged attacks but also block melee strikes. At this rate, weren’t they invincible?

With Liang Yu blocking everyone’s attacks, the gold-robed middle-aged man suddenly extended a hand. A colossal palm of Profound Yuan materialized, resembling a great mountain as it reached for Ye Xuan like a hawk snatching a chick.

Ye Xuan’s pupils contracted. The Void-Treading Feathers materialized on his back. With a CHII and a flash of lightning, he vanished from his spot.

The gold-robed man’s grab missed its mark. The massive hand slammed into the valley, causing a huge section to immediately cave in, leaving behind a giant crater.

Not far away, students like Celestial Wheel watched the scene in terror, their eyes burning with fury.

They were furious—furious at their own weakness, at their inability to be of any help in a battle of this scale.

The strongest among them, someone like Celestial Wheel, could barely manage to slay a Tier Seven First Layer Martial King. But in a battle between Tier Eight Martial Emperors, they were utterly useless.

"Not bad, kid. You’re fast."

The gold-robed man stared coldly at Ye Xuan, astonished by his speed.

He could sense that Ye Xuan’s aura was merely at the Tier Seven First Layer, which was why he had attacked so casually. He never imagined that the speed Ye Xuan revealed was on par with his own, a Tier Eight Martial Emperor.

He glared at Jiuchen and the others before him and said coldly, "You think you can stand against us just because you have numbers? How naive!"

"And you, kid! What good is speed? Let’s see you handle this!"

As his voice fell, his martial robes billowed. Streams of Profound Yuan erupted into gales of astral wind, and golden light poured from his body.

Above the valley, countless golden halos rapidly converged. They twisted and warped in the sky, emitting a heaven-shaking pressure before finally coalescing into a giant hand.

The countless fine lines on its palm rippled like water, morphing into a dazzling array of patterns.

A suffocating pressure settled over everyone’s heart.

Su Xiuyi’s face was pale. "This aura... it’s from a High Tier Profound Grade martial technique, at least," he said in horror.

On the Celestial Profound Continent, Cultivation Techniques and martial arts are divided into five grades: Mortal, Earth, Celestial, Profound, and King. Above King Grade, there is also the legendary Holy Grade.

Holy Grade techniques, however, are practically unseen on the continent and exist only in legends. King Grade techniques are the absolute pinnacle.

Yet the hand in the sky, though formed from the Profound Yuan of a mere Tier Eight First Layer expert, brought him an endless sense of oppression. This was a pressure that could only be generated by a High Tier Profound Grade martial technique.

The great hand descended slowly from the sky, madly absorbing the infinite Heaven and Earth Profound Yuan.

The Profound Qi between heaven and earth roiled violently. Down in the valley, Celestial Wheel and the others, despite being ten miles away, still felt an incredible pressure that left them agitated and suffocating.

Many of them shot into the air and retreated further, not daring to look up, feeling an overwhelming sense of dread.

Su Xiuyi’s eyes were wide with fury. He pushed the Martial Soul above his head to its absolute limit. The landscape scroll unfurled further, its beautiful mountains and rivers transforming into a rainbow of light that shielded everyone on the field, attempting to block the impending blow.

"Ignorance is bliss. How laughable."

The gold-robed man sneered. He formed a hand seal for his Technique, and Profound Yuan poured from his body. Boundless golden light erupted from the giant hand in the sky, brilliantly illuminating the heavens and earth.

"Golden River Great Hand Seal—Annihilate!"

With a fierce cry, a golden light flashed from the gold-robed man’s hands.

The slowly descending golden hand suddenly came crashing down with a RUMBLE. Its countless palm lines converged, forming a golden river that seemed to span time and space—endless and immortal, an eternal fixture in the world.

"RUMBLE!"

As the palm fell, the very fabric of space seemed to collapse in its wake.

KACHA!

A crack was instantly forced into the rainbow of light from Su Xiuyi’s landscape scroll. The crack spread rapidly before shattering in an instant.

Su Xiuyi’s face went white. With a savage look, he spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the Celestial Derivation Book in his left hand. The blood ignited, and a crimson rainbow flared from the book. A page flipped open on its own, and a great river materialized between heaven and earth, surging forth like a roaring dragon.

"Celestial Derivation Book—Endless Water!"

BOOM!

The colossal pillar of water slammed into the Golden River Great Hand Seal. The violent impact caused the entire valley to tremble. The water dragon’s surface exploded layer by layer, only to rapidly reform, while the golden hand seal shimmered with waves of light. The two attacks were locked in a stalemate.

"What is this treasure?"

The gold-robed man and Liang Yu stared at Su Xiuyi in surprise, their interest piqued by the Celestial Derivation Book in his hand.

But this was not the time to investigate. While maintaining his hand seal, the gold-robed man shouted angrily, "Master Liang Yu, deal with this guy!"

"Wen Yanhui, leave it to me."

Liang Yu sneered. A seven-colored banner suddenly appeared in his hand, and he brandished it toward Su Xiuyi.

FWOOSH!

The seven-colored banner billowed in the wind, rapidly expanding into a self-contained, seven-colored world that completely enveloped both Su Xiuyi and his water dragon.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Explosions continuously echoed from within the banner. Su Xiuyi desperately commanded the water dragon, but he couldn’t break through the banner’s containment.

"Hahaha! Let’s see you resist now! All of you can just die!"

The gold-robed Wen Yanhui roared. Freed from the water dragon’s resistance, his Golden River Great Hand Seal pressed down directly on Ye Xuan and the others.

The massive golden hand seal was a full hundred meters wide and pulsed with golden light. Everyone felt the space around them lock into place, making it impossible to even think of dodging.

"Damn it."

Jiuchen and the others roared in fury, attacking relentlessly. But their blows only created faint ripples on the golden hand seal, as futile as ants trying to shake a great tree.

’This Golden River Great Hand Seal can actually solidify space and trap people within. It must be close to a King Grade martial technique.’

Ye Xuan’s expression was grim. Although the surrounding space seemed frozen, he was at least seventy percent confident he could escape the Golden River Great Hand Seal’s attack if he acted alone.

But if he did, Jiuchen and Vice Director Ge would be in grave danger.

With their cultivation, at least half of them would die or be wounded under the Golden River Great Hand Seal. Even the strongest, like Jiuchen, would be severely injured if not killed outright.

’Golden River Great Hand Seal? It’s not necessarily unbreakable.’

Ye Xuan let out a cold shout. He snapped his head up, a cyan-purple light shooting from his pupils.

"Divine Spirit Gaze!"

Under Ye Xuan’s gaze, the golden hand seal blurred. All he could see were countless streams of golden light flowing like water.

It was the structural composition of the Golden River Great Hand Seal’s Profound Yuan, laid bare and clear before his eyes.

No martial technique is without flaws, not even one of King Grade. As long as one can grasp its weakness, it can be broken with minimal force.

His eyes scanned the structure, his mind racing through calculations. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

’Found it.’

"Everyone, listen up! Attack with me!"

Ye Xuan roared. The Sword of Judgment on his back flew from its sheath. SIZZLE! Lightning surged as Ye Xuan shot into the sky. A hazy shadow of a lightning sword formed around the black greatsword as he viciously hacked down at a specific point on the golden hand seal.

"Listen to Young Master Ye! Attack!"

Jiuchen roared. The Tier Eight Imperial Soldier in his hands, the Fallen Blade, erupted with a vicious black light that followed Ye Xuan’s sword gleam into the Golden River Great Hand Seal.

Immediately after, Ge Puzi activated his own Tier Eight Imperial Soldier, the Purple Dragon Spear, thrusting it toward the sky.

Dong Boson, in turn, unleashed the Earth Emperor Seal. The hazy, earthen-yellow seal flew out, spinning as it smashed toward the target.

At that moment, for their own sakes and for everyone else’s, they all unleashed their strongest attacks.