In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

The Void Rift Slash collided with that dazzling Primordial Holy Light.

Silently.

The void rift was swept by holy light, smoothing out the wrinkles on a piece of white paper without the slightest pause, and the void returned to calm.

Everyone watched with extreme tension. The power of the Holy Son of Yaoguang was beyond expectation; his strength was enough to suppress the older generation.

Sure enough, Ji Haoyue's figure appeared, his robes tattered, his figure staggering, especially his chest area, where metal powder was falling off in a flurry.

His flesh was scorched in large chunks by the holy light, leaving not a single patch of unscathed skin. He was spitting out mouthfuls of blood, his life force barely clinging to life.

What's even more alarming is that there's no light left in his eyes; they're completely murky and lifeless.

Everyone knows that this move didn't kill Ji Haoyue, but it may have crippled him. Five geniuses of the same generation fighting against one person, one injured and four dead, is something no one would want to accept, let alone a divine body with the ambition to become emperor.

Some of the onlookers couldn't bear to watch, let alone think about it, feeling that the divine body would be better off dying like this.

But Lü Yao did not continue to make a move. At this moment, he was sharing his understanding with Tai Chi Chuan and comprehending the various void divine techniques used by the others.

[Your "Tai Chi Fist" is focused and you are looking at the Ji family's Great Void Technique, Heaven-Severing Finger, and other secret techniques, trying to understand their mysteries. Unfortunately, these techniques are too profound. They are the embodiment of the Great Dao of the Ancient Emperor and the strongest in the human way. They are not something he can comprehend at a glance.]

[But he still tried his best to comprehend that Daoist essence and law. After interacting with you, he grasped one percent of it. If he could exchange a hundred blows with an opponent in the void, perhaps he could learn it.]

A hundred moves? Lu Yao glanced at the heavily injured Ji Haoyue and shook his head. It was impossible for him in this lifetime.

However, it seems that Tai Chi Chuan has not yet reached the point where one can learn the opponent's secret techniques after just one battle.

"Show mercy! Holy Son, please be merciful!"

The eldest son of the Ji family was so anxious that he stood up and was about to rush onto the platform. Outsiders couldn't see it, but how could he not? Ji Haoyue had a life-saving talisman bestowed by the Holy Lord, which was placed on his chest. It had already taken effect. If the Holy Son of Yaoguang were to make another move, he would have no other means of protection.

Ji Yuanbing followed closely behind, and two streaks of rainbow light crossed the sky, but stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Because two middle-aged men appeared there, one with a flowing beard and the other with a cold, hard expression.

They were the Dragon Head Peak Master and the Great Inkstone Peak Master of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

“Fellow Daoist, this is a fair battle, and the outcome is not yet clear. Please return,” said the Dragon Head Peak Master.

"Get out of the way!" Ji Yuanbing looked anxiously at his dying son on the stage, like a wild beast protecting its cub.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Peacock King

"Ji Haoyue lost, she's in a worse situation than me."

On the viewing platform of Yaoguang Holy Land, Yaoguang suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The Ji family's divine body has always been on par with his own, but even with the combined efforts of the five of them, including the divine techniques from the Void Scripture, they couldn't withstand a single blow. It seems that he wasn't so bad after all.

On the other hand, with such strength, who can compare to him?

Yao Guang's words to the Dragon Head Peak Master, that as long as one swallows the furnace and becomes a Chaos Body in the later stages of cultivation, one can defeat Lü Yao, were met with skepticism.

Saintess Yao Xi exclaimed, "The Holy Son is too strong. I'm afraid he's not only the number one genius in the Southern Region, but also someone in the Central and Northern Regions who can defeat him."

Zhang Hengtao: "The Holy Son was so frightened by a single sword intent that I couldn't even draw my bow. I wonder if Wang Teng of the Northern Region, the successor of the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Desert, and Qi Lin of the Southern Ridge are any match for the Holy Son."

“They should be able to. I heard they entered the Dragon Transformation Realm a long time ago and their cultivation is progressing very quickly. They might even be able to enter the Sendai Realm in the next two years.” Yao Xi thought about the information about these people and came to this conclusion.

"I think the powerful figure must be extremely worried about the Ji family's prodigy who has encountered such a calamity."

Luo Jiantong stood up, walked to the cliff top, and looked through the clouds at the powerful figures facing off in the distance. The powerful figures from Tai Xuan Sect, Zi Fu Holy Land, and Feng Family stepped forward, not knowing what they were doing.

"If it were me, I would be anxious too. That is a divine body. For the past ten thousand years, the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body has been destined to be invincible under heaven."

Zhang Hengtao touched the large bow on his back. The Holy Son wouldn't let him go on stage, so he had no chance to compete with the Ji family's prodigy.

Ji Chiyue was his only child. Perhaps influenced by the miraculous medicine he had taken, she possessed exceptional talent and was his favorite.

"My Ji family is willing to admit defeat." The eldest son of the Ji family was more polite and actually said he was admitting defeat, which made the surrounding spectators hardly believe their ears.

"The divine body has not admitted defeat."

The Great Yan Peak Master managed to squeeze out two words.

The Dragon Head Peak Master lowered his eyes and tucked his hands into his sleeves, showing no fear whatsoever: "What he means is that the Divine Body has not yet admitted defeat, and the Yao Guang Holy Land will not allow the two of you to interfere in the juniors' fight."

As for whether the Dragon Head Peak Master is afraid of currently fighting against the powerful members of the Ji family...

Fear my ass! The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron is in that kid's hands. The ones who should be afraid are the Ji family, the Tai Xuan Sect, the Purple Mansion Holy Land, the Feng family, and the Wang family.

"What a show."

A soft laugh suddenly reached everyone's ears, and a five-colored divine rainbow appeared in the distance, hanging in the sky and lingering for a long time.

After the divine rainbow disappeared, the appearance of the person who had appeared was revealed.

He was sixteen or seventeen years old, thin and frail, but with delicate features and clear, lake-like eyes. He didn't look like a cultivator, but rather like a young master from a wealthy family in the mortal world.

But the Ji family and the people of the Yao Guang Holy Land all recognized this person; his name flashed through their minds.

The Peacock King, what brings him here!

More importantly, why is he holding a lotus flower in his hands?

Ji family elder was startled. Ji Haoyue had just finished chasing Yan Ruyu and severely injured her, and now the Peacock King had arrived. Clearly, he was up to no good.

The powerful figures present, with their keen senses, noticed the young-looking cultivator in the sky, who was shocked by the tragic state of the five members of the Ji family.

"My son, Crimson Moon!"

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on the Peacock King, Ji Yuanbing flashed and used the Great Void Technique to appear beside Ji Chiyue's corpse, his voice shrill and mournful.

He reached out his hands and gently lifted the charred body, its features unrecognizable, then buried his face in it, two tear tracks sliding down his cheeks.

"Red Moon..." The voice was mournful and shrill. The sight of the young child being killed and the sound of her crying inevitably evoked sympathy in those who saw her and heard her.

Ji Haoyue was weak, her face was deathly pale, and her clothes were stained with a large amount of blood.

His eyes were lifeless, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He gave a bitter laugh: "I will not be invincible in the Eastern Wilderness, I will not forcefully prove my Dao..."

After saying that, his whole body suddenly fell backward, his breath coming in fits and starts, and his life essence kept draining away.

"Get out of my way!" Seeing that Ji Haoyue's life or death was unknown, and that all four of Ji family's top talents had died in battle, the eldest son of the Ji family was unwilling to pay attention to the Peacock King. He suddenly appeared next to Ji Haoyue with a burst of vast void divine power.

The Dragon Head Peak Master and the Great Inkstone Peak Master frowned, but still gave up on forcibly stopping them.

Ji Haoyue was standing there just now, and it was one thing to stop him, but now he's seriously injured and lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance. It's as if he's admitting defeat.

"Let's go back to the Ji family." Seeing Ji Yuanbing's miserable mood, the eldest brother shouted loudly, reminding him to go back to the Ji family first, and then talk about other things.

With a flick of his sleeve, the corpses of Ji Haoyue and the other four prodigies were all collected.

Although Ji Haoyue was seriously injured, she was not going to die. She was taken back to the Ji family and treated by the old medicine king, and she was able to come back to life.

Ji Yuanbing was suddenly struck by the disappearance of his beloved son from his arms, and the words of Ji family elder Neng did not bring him back to his senses.

He looked up at Lü Yao, then at the two powerful figures and the other disciples of the Yao Guang Holy Land, his eyes revealing a chilling killing intent: "He killed two of my sons, I will make him pay the price!"

He stood up, his divine power surging, and his intense killing intent shattered the sky, causing the void to crack inch by inch. He disappeared silently from his spot, and when he reappeared, he was in front of Lü Yao, pointing out with a finger.

Under the powerful and dense divine power of the void, space was as thin as paper, easily punctured.

The power unleashed by the Great Void Technique and the Heaven-Severing Finger in the hands of a great master is far beyond what the younger generation can match.

Lu Yao did not retreat an inch, quietly watching the finger, carrying the power to shatter the void, point towards his brow.

"Holy Son!" Yao Xi exclaimed in shock; this was a certain death situation.

Yao Guang frowned, unsure of what was on her mind.

Overall, it seems he doesn't want his opponent to be killed so easily. He has doubts about his own path, but it seems better to have a prodigy to refer to and follow.

He didn't actually want Lü Yao to die so easily.

However, none of the people present, whether they were half-immortals or holy sons of holy lands and families, seemed to think that Lü Yao could survive in the hands of a powerful being.

"Whoosh!"

A bright, gleaming blade suddenly appeared from the void, as if severing a river's flow or cutting through the years, and materialized before Lü Yao.

"boom!"

The fingertips, formed from gray energy, collided with the pale white blade light, instantly eclipsing the sun and moon and silencing the world.

Poker Face appeared in front of Lü Yao, holding a long, narrow silver knife, and shielded him behind him. His cold, hard face was expressionless.

Then, he brandished his longsword, unleashing two dazzling beams of light that crashed down upon Ji Yuanbing.

Runes kept appearing on the dueling platform, but they were all obliterated by the blade light, revealing streaks of black cracks.

Ji Yuanbing's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, his hands were crossed, and his hands moved in a whirlwind. Two azure dragons snaked out from the void, their huge mouths opening to slash at the two blade lights.

"boom!"

To everyone's surprise, it was Ji Yuanbing, who was cultivating the Emperor Scripture, who suffered a crushing defeat. His figure was seen falling heavily backward and crashing into the mountain where the Myriad Beginnings Holy Land was located.

The earth shook violently, and dust filled the air.

"The Ji family has really put on a good show; the younger generation is inferior to others, and the older generation is also inferior to others."

In the sky, the Peacock King, holding a blue lotus flower in his hand, chuckled, but everyone could hear the mockery directed at the Ji family in his voice.

It seemed the Peacock King had come here to seek revenge on the Ji family. Those present understood this.

They were unaware that the Ji family's divine body had just injured the demon princess before arriving at the Tai Xuan Sect.

Chapter 80 The Demon Clan and the Ji Family

"what!"

Ji Yuanbing leaped from the mountaintop, his hair disheveled, his body covered in knife wounds, and crimson blood seeping out.

The three consecutive blows weren't enough to kill him, but the humiliation drove him even more insane.

Having lost two sons and suffered further humiliation, his face was now contorted with rage, like a demon. He took a step forward and reappeared on the dueling platform, his divine power surging forth, ready to strike again.