Divine Art: Pardon: Void!

Whoosh! Yanluo swept into his grasp as he opened his mouth and swallowed Pengluo's arm. The arm melted the instant it entered his mouth, turning into the purest primal energy to replenish Li Guanqi's dantian. Li Guanqi halted his dodging and retreating form at once. The moment Lu Wuhen sensed that the tide had turned against him, he flew backward in a rapid retreat. Seeing this, members of the Lu clan cried out in fury. "Foul! That's a foul!" "That's right! Brother Lu sealed his sword fair and square through his own ability! How can they send another one in?!" "If this is allowed, does that mean we can do it too?!" Nangong Xuandu furrowed his brow, and with a cold snort, the entire Zhu clan cloud boat instantly exploded! Bang! Boom! The detonating cloud boat was crushed directly into flying ash, and countless cultivators discovered to their horror that they were pinned in place, unable to budge an inch. Even Lu Hengtian and the old crone were no exception! "Clamorous fools!" A wisp of azure sword qi flashed, and the heads of the few Lu clan cultivators who had shouted first instantly soared high into the air! Blood gushed like geysers from the headless corpses! Scalding blood splattered across the faces of those nearby, trickling down their chins... Everyone looked as if their throats were being choked. Their mouths hung open, unable to utter the faintest sound. Nangong Xuandu's voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly to everyone's ears. "If you have the capability, you are welcome to breach the barrier I set and send things in. "As long as you can get them inside, I have no objections. If you cannot, then shut your mouths. "Or... I will shut them for you forever!" A ferocious, chilling grin spread across Li Guanqi's face. Grasping the Yanluo Sword, he looked up at Lu Wuhen, who was trying to pull back, and sneered. "Want to run? Too late! "Apocalypse: Yanluo!" Boom! The Sword Ruins hummed, and the Yanluo Sword instantly unleashed an overwhelmingly mighty pressure. The blade sank slightly in Li Guanqi's grip, but he raised it without missing a beat. Feeling the heavy, suffocating pressure radiating from the Yanluo Sword, Li Guanqi could not help feeling a surge of emotion. The moment Li Guanqi gripped Yanluo, a strange rush of excitement pulsed from the blade. Li Guanqi possessed an unshakeable sword heart. By contrast, Li Songsong had yet to find his own Dao, and his strength fell short of Li Guanqi's. Compared to Li Song, it far preferred Li Guanqi to wield it. Boom! The bluestone beneath Li Guanqi's feet shattered, and the ground for a hundred zhang around caved in completely. This was an arena Nangong Xuandu had personally reinforced, yet Li Guanqi's terrifying strength still tore it apart. Whoosh! Before the onlookers could even register Li Guanqi's movement, Lu Wuhen's body was sent hurtling backward! The gap between a weaponless Li Guanqi and Li Guanqi with a sword in hand was simply too vast. Lu Wuhen's eyes narrowed. Almost purely by instinct, he slashed toward his flank! Boom! Li Guanqi's figure was forced back a hundred zhang. Flipping through the air, he tapped a single hand against the empty void, and using the momentum, brought Yanluo down in a savage cleave! Hot on his heels and before he could even close the distance, Lu Wuhen was violently knocked into the air by the strike. Before he could recover his bearings, Li Guanqi teleported right before him once more, his sword momentum bearing down on Lu Wuhen like a raging tempest! Slash! Slash, slash, slash! Boom! Boom! Clang! Clang! Clang! A barrage of metallic clashes rang out, and in the span of a breath, Lu Wuhen was beaten back again! Skidding across midair for over a hundred zhang, Lu Wuhen gasped for breath. His entire right arm trembled violently. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger had long split open, and his right hand had lost all feeling. He could not fathom why the other man's sword was so heavy! Every strike landed with the weight of tens of thousands of jin, easily capable of cleaving mountains and sundering rivers. Lu Wuhen glared fixedly at the sword in Li Guanqi's hand, his gaze stirring with a strange emotion. An icy glint flickered deep within his eyes. He licked the blood from the corner of his lips, letting the metallic tang fill his mouth. Spurred by the taste of blood, Lu Wuhen forgot the agony racking his body and surged forward with his blade once more! At the same time, Li Guanqi had grasped the initial essentials of the divine art that had flashed into his mind. Forming a one-handed seal with his right hand, countless crimson threads materialized and shot toward the giant cocoon binding Red Lotus! Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed, a sharp gleam flashing in his gaze as he uttered a harsh command under his breath. "Divine Art: Pardon: Void!" Buzz! The crimson threads trembled, stabbing like sharp blades into the golden cocoon, and faint hairline fractures began spreading across its surface. Lu Wuhen's eyes widened in shock. Even as he thrust his sword to intercept Li Guanqi, he roared in disbelief, "Impossible! How could you know how to undo a divine art?!" Yet the truth lay right before his eyes; he had no choice but to believe it. Li Guanqi sneered. "A divine art?" Though he said nothing more, the contempt in his tone was unmistakable. A flicker of rage flared in Lu Wuhen's eyes. With a sweep of his hand, he unleashed over a hundred beams of sword light that engulfed Li Guanqi. At the same time, he barked, "Divine Art: Seal: Intimidation!" Countless golden threads concealed within the sword light erupted simultaneously. Yet how could Li Guanqi give him the chance to repeat the same trick? His vast divine sense had already blanketed the entire barrier arena, and the instant Lu Wuhen initiated the sealing art, he had detected the anomaly. Li Guanqi stood composed in midair, his chest rising and falling slightly against the chaotic onslaught of sword qi. In an instant, lightning flashed across the sky. In the space of a single breath, they traded over a hundred clashes! Even the threads of the divine art were cleanly severed! Each of those threads embodied a sliver of sealing power. So long as the threads were prevented from weaving a cocoon, the seal could never take form! Not only that, but Li Guanqi had infused the power of the unraveling divine art directly into the Yanluo Sword. Lu Wuhen's expression turned grim. Knowing that he could no longer use this method against Li Guanqi, he abandoned it altogether. Furthermore, the giant cocoon was currently melting away inch by inch, like early spring snow under a blazing sun. Yet right then, Lu Wuhen suddenly drew two green talismans and slapped them onto his chest. The moment the talismans sank into his flesh, Ji Yuchuan's expression changed. Xi Yunhuai frowned and asked, "Old Ji, what are those two talismans?" Ji Yuchuan sent a grim, low transmission: "Moon Spirit Gale Talismans!" "They vastly increase speed and power. Judging by their grade, they will last at least an entire shichen!" Sure enough, Lu Wuhen's speed and strength surged dramatically in an instant, pushing Li Guanqi's senses to the limit just to keep up. Lu Wuhen tried to force Li Guanqi away from the cocoon, but Li Guanqi refused to give him any opening to reinforce the seal. Only the Red Lotus Sword was in true resonance with him to draw out his full strength. Yanluo... was still far from that level. Boom! Clang! Clang! Clang! Rumble! Rampant shockwaves from the clash rippled outward wave after wave, their sheer ferocity draining the color from the faces of even Body Integration Realm cultivators. The two stood locked in midair, neither yielding an inch. Wild sword qi crisscrossed violently, tearing through the void in all directions. The vast expanse of space was now scarred with lacerations, and the lingering sword qi refused to dissipate for a long time. Li Guanqi also felt an indescribable pressure as Lu Wuhen's offensive rained down on him without pause.