The sky above the Azure Sky Sect was no longer the peaceful blue it once was.
Dark clouds twisted violently around the massive dimensional portal hovering above the arena. Lightning ripped through the heavens like divine punishment.
At the center of the storm stood Mo Wuying, his aura crushing everything below like a mountain.
And standing against him—
Lin Ye.
The energy surrounding Lin Ye had evolved dramatically. The Heaven-Slaughter Form Stage 3 covered his body in dark lightning, and the wings of shadow behind him stretched wide like a fallen god.
Mo Wuying observed him carefully.
"Your growth rate is abnormal."
Lin Ye shrugged while spinning the Shadow Dragon Spear casually.
"I learn fast."
"Also I cheat."
Mo Wuying's lips curved slightly.
"You amuse me."
Then his aura suddenly exploded.
BOOOOOOM!
The pressure slammed downward.
The entire arena collapsed completely.
Stone platforms shattered.
Buildings around the battlefield cracked like fragile glass.
Several weaker disciples fainted immediately.
Even the elders struggled to remain standing.
Su Qingyue gritted her teeth as she blocked the pressure with her sword aura.
Mu Ling'er released her demonic energy to resist the crushing force.
"This guy is ridiculous," she muttered.
Lin Ye planted his spear into the ground to steady himself.
"…Okay."
"That's definitely stronger."
Mo Wuying slowly raised his hand.
"Your rebellion ends now."
Dark energy gathered above his palm.
A massive black sphere began forming.
The surrounding space trembled violently.
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes.
"That looks dangerous."
Before Mo Wuying could release the attack—
A powerful voice echoed across the battlefield.
"Not while I still live."
A streak of golden light shot into the sky.
CLANG!
A sword collided with Mo Wuying's attack, shattering the black sphere instantly.
The explosion scattered dark energy across the clouds.
A powerful figure landed beside Lin Ye.
Sect Master Zhao Yunhai.
His long robes fluttered in the wind, and the ancient sword in his hand glowed with golden runes.
Lin Ye glanced at him.
"Finally decided to help?"
Zhao Yunhai sighed.
"I had hoped the younger generation could resolve this."
"But it seems this enemy exceeds that expectation."
Mo Wuying looked down calmly.
"The sect master of a lower realm."
His tone carried faint contempt.
"You should be proud."
"You forced my avatar to take a step."
Zhao Yunhai's eyes sharpened.
"This is my sect."
"You will leave."
Mo Wuying chuckled softly.
"You misunderstand."
"I came to collect something."
His gaze returned to Lin Ye.
"His destiny."
The sect master stepped forward.
"Then you must first defeat me."
Lin Ye leaned slightly toward Mu Ling'er.
"Old man's pretty cool."
Mu Ling'er smirked.
"Don't die before him."
Su Qingyue quietly moved beside Lin Ye.
"We attack together."
Lin Ye nodded.
"Alright."
"Let's beat up the Upper World villain."
The four cultivators attacked simultaneously.
Golden sword light.
Frozen moon energy.
Demon flames.
Shadow dragon power.
The sky exploded with terrifying energy.
For the first time—
Mo Wuying raised both hands.