Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 373 One vs. Two
Meanwhile, another battlefield at Yixian Lake.

Zhao Wuxiang floated to the front of the Tianhai Treasure Ship like a ghost, clasped his hands together, and a withered and deathly aura spread from his body. Wherever he passed, the grass and trees withered, and the lake water surged with dark, turbid waves.

Wen Daoxian stood at the bow of the ship, holding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other, fully activating the Zhou Tian Bei Dou Grand Formation, his spiritual power flowing endlessly within him.

Yixian Lake is the Wen family's home ground. He is not confident in dealing with cultivators at the Ascension Realm, but he is not afraid of cultivators at the same level.

Wen Daoxian exhaled a blue light, and the next moment, numerous phantom images of demonic beasts suddenly rose around Fuyun Island, merging with the spiritual light of the treasure ship to form a semi-transparent barrier, which was locked in a stalemate with the overwhelming death aura.

Zhao Wuxiang's face was as if it had melted wax, exuding an eerie aura. With a swift movement, he suddenly created two clones, making a total of three people including his main body, who attacked the Tianhai Treasure Ship from different directions, accompanied by a foul stench.

Along the way, a black-scaled crocodile that had not yet retreated was grazed on the back by the clone, and its flesh and blood withered instantly, turning into white bones that fell into the lake.

"Without form or self, the mirror is not the self, the reflection is not the self."

Zhao Wuxiang muttered incantations. The two clones were strange; one was the complete opposite of the original, a projection in a mirror. The other was entirely black, a shadow in the sunlight.

If he hadn't absorbed the cultivation left behind by Yu Wuxia, he wouldn't have been able to unleash this trump card skill for a while.

The three Zhao Wuxiangs – the True Self, the Mirror Self, and the Shadow Self – are all at the Dao Integration Realm. When they make their move, their aura is magnificent, as if they intend to use their physical strength to directly dismantle the Heavenly Sea Treasure Ship into pieces.

Wen Daoxian remained calm and composed. After experiencing the fierce battle that surrounded and killed Xiao Buyi, he also benefited greatly.

He threw out the sword in his hand, and the Zhou Tian Sword drew out more than ten green water dragons from the bottom of the lake. The dragons' tails were wrapped into chains, entangled with the three black shadows.

The Big Dipper Blade hovered high in the air, its blade aimed at Zhao Wuxiang, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Instantly, an unparalleled sharpness left a barrier of blade energy in front of the Heavenly Sea Treasure Ship.

However, Zhao Wuxiang's steps were not slowed down. His shadow clone deliberately lagged behind by half a step and was entangled by the Azure Water Dragons, then torn into pieces and swallowed.

Jingwo then took the initiative to meet the blade of light, using his physical body to block a gap. Although he was quickly shattered, he had already left a path for his main body.

Zhao Wuxiang finally arrived at the Heavenly Sea Treasure Ship in front of Wen Daoxian. The two unleashed their spiritual power and faced each other with a palm strike from a distance!
The bells on the mast of the Tianhai Treasure Ship rang incessantly, and the Wen family members inside clenched their fists, hoping that their patriarch could defeat the powerful enemy.

……

The vast sky.

Po Jun, clad in a blood-red robe, lightly stroked the surface of the Heavenly Pillar with his fingertips; the jet-black threads had already spread more than halfway through.

These fine threads, imbued with the power of the "Heavenly Puppet Dao," are all-pervasive, growing wildly along the gilded patterns, dimming the golden light and stagnating the spiritual energy wherever they pass.

The sound of cracking could be heard from inside the pillar, as if the glass was freezing inch by inch.

Po Jun's lips curled slightly, and his five fingers suddenly clenched!
Spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the surface of the Heavenly Pillar, from which murky black mist seeped, intertwining and tearing with the original mysterious golden light.

"broken!"

He uttered a single word, and the black silk of the Heavenly Puppet Dao suddenly tightened.

The towering pillar crumbled bit by bit from the point of contact with his palm, and the gilded fragments turned to dust before they even hit the ground, scattering into a shower of golden rain in the wind.

The landscape of Yixian Lake trembled, the vegetation faded, and the pavilions became blurred, as if an invisible giant hand was slowly erasing the scenery, turning it into a crumpled sheet of Xuan paper.

……

Faced with the divination diagram of Qiankun activated by the diviner's essence and blood, Yun Yi was overwhelmed by the dizzying scene before his eyes.

As the heavens and earth continued to compress, the deadly trap was set.

The fortune teller seemed detached from the situation, though utterly disheveled, he felt immensely satisfied. His feigned weakness was solely to allow Yun Yi to close the distance, ultimately trapping him in this dire, inescapable predicament.

"Cough cough." He spat out another mouthful of blood, thinking that he had thought that with the help of the Xuanjia puppet, dealing with a mere kid who had just entered the Dao Integration Realm would be a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, the Xuanjia Puppet has now been cut to pieces, and he has to sacrifice his cultivation of the Great Dao to resist it.

This person's swordsmanship is truly bizarre. If we spare his life, he will surely become a major threat to the Overturning Heaven Pavilion!
With this thought in mind, the Divine Calculator once again intensified his efforts to activate the Heaven and Earth Death Formation, determined to crush Yun Yi within it!

Yun Yi quickly adapted to the chaotic world around him, his sword intent condensing into a perfectly round light screen to barely withstand the immense pressure.

He squinted slightly and realized that he seemed to be in a small world, and it would be difficult to find a flaw in this place in a short time.

When the two hexagrams of "Heaven and Earth" collide, it will be the time when this world collapses, and you will perish along with it.

Is this truly a dead end?

Yun Yi shook his head slightly, and suddenly thrust out the square blade in his hand, drawing a clean cut in front of him!
This is a scar belonging to the heavens and the earth, behind which lies an endless void of turbulent currents.

The Divine Calculator stared at the sword, utterly astonished, unable to comprehend how a mere Dao Integration Realm cultivator could unleash a sword strike that shattered the void.

Simply tearing through the void with force is something that someone at the Dao Integration Realm cannot do.

However, Yun Yi took the path of using skill to overcome force. This sword strike landed precisely on the most vulnerable spot in this small world, so the "Rule of Principles" was used to its fullest extent, thus carving out such a unique path.

Yun Yi rushed into the void accompanied by sword light, and then the "Qiankun" hexagram finally closed, obliterating everything within it.

Unfortunately, the person they truly wanted to kill was not among them, but had vanished into the void. In the blink of an eye, another sword mark appeared before the Divine Calculator.

Before the person even arrived, the flash of the sword had already taken the lead.

Yun Yi said coldly, "The hexagrams have an end, but the principles of square and circle are boundless."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light had already flowed upstream along the broken jade beads of the abacus, tearing the diviner's natal magic weapon inch by inch, with each crack spreading precisely along the hexagram.

It was as if Yun Yi's sword strike had completely revealed the entire trajectory of the fortune teller's lifelong research in the field of destiny!

The old man, dressed as a beggar, looked increasingly surprised. "You...why..."

The stunning sword strike that shattered the void inexplicably reminded him of the Pavilion Master's ability to escape into the void.

Why is his swordsmanship so similar to the "Great Evolution Escape Technique"?
With unresolved doubts, Fangyuan Sword pierced through the diviner's brow, its sword energy penetrating his dantian.

Just before dissipating, the Divine Calculator's unfocused pupils reflected Yun Yi's figure, and a sudden realization dawned on him.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think it through before he completely lost consciousness.

His body, along with his precious abacus, shattered completely, leaving no trace.

Zhao Wuxiang sensed something and glanced at the scene out of the corner of his eye, and was also greatly shocked.

He and Wen Daoxian were locked in a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand. Unexpectedly, the strategist, who should have had the victory firmly in his grasp, was killed by Yun Yi with a single sword strike.

Not long ago, the other party was just an unknown nobody.
How come he can fight two opponents at once and not only not be at a disadvantage, but even manage to turn the tables?

(End of this chapter)