I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"What do you know?!"

Dugu Ming suddenly took half a step forward, his dragon robe fluttering, his eyes surging with almost twisted resentment and rage.

"Nie Feng, stop putting on that pitying act and lecturing me!"

"Why do you think Wushuang City has fallen to such a state?!"

"Why do you think I personally reclaimed this empire?!"

He stared intently at Nie Feng, his voice suddenly turning chilling.

"If you hadn't killed my adoptive father, Dugu Yifang, back then, how could the World Alliance have seized the opportunity to annex Wushuang City?!"

"The century-old foundation and glory of Wushuang City have been lost in a single day!"

"The city falls, the people scatter, the flags fall!"

"Everyone can kick them while they're down, everyone can make a joke of the Dugu family!"

Dugu Ming slowly clenched his fists, and the dark golden dragon energy in his palm was squeezed so hard that it made a crackling sound.

"All this decay, all this humiliation, is thanks to you, Nie Feng!"

"Now you stand before me, saying I'm too obsessed?"

He threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter filled with extreme sarcasm and madness.

"absurd!"

"The fact that I have come this far today, that I can don this dragon robe, and that all the people of the world can kneel at my feet proves that the path I have chosen is correct!"

Nie Feng's clothes fluttered in the gale, but his eyes grew even calmer.

He didn't rush to refute.

Because he already understood that Dugu Ming in front of him was no longer willing to listen to anyone's advice.

But just as he was about to speak again...

A voice so cold it had no warmth whatsoever rang out from the side.

That's enough.

Bu Jingyun slowly took a step forward.

His cloak billowed wildly amidst the blood mist, and on his eternally unchanging, cold face, there was no pity, no admonition, only pure, extreme killing intent.

"Further discussion is pointless."

"If it's war, then let's fight."

The moment the words left his mouth.

boom--!!!

A vast and boundless terrifying aura, like a towering black cloud pressing down on a city, suddenly surged into the sky from Bu Jingyun's body!

The powerful cloud-like force of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm and the profound energy of the Wuqiu Yijue erupted simultaneously at this moment.

Thick clouds churned wildly behind him, transforming in the blink of an eye into a dark sea of ​​clouds that obscured half the sky.

Deep within the sea of ​​clouds, countless palm shadows could be faintly seen rising and falling.

Each palm strike seemed capable of crushing mountains and rivers and shattering everything!

Almost at the same instant that Bu Jingyun unleashed his aura.

Nie Feng also moved.

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a strange yet clear demonic light shone deep within his pupils.

There were no roars, no angry shouts.

Only endless, dark demonic energy, like a raging tide bursting forth from the deepest part of the Netherworld, erupted from his entire body!

The wind rises.

Demonic energy manifests as wind, and blades emerge from the wind.

Thousands upon thousands of thin, yet sharp enough to cleave the void, jet-black blades instantly swirled around Nie Feng, forming a terrifying black eye of wind.

The eye of the storm is invisible and formless, yet it is fraught with danger.

The auras of Feng and Yun, one light and one heavy, one fast and one slow, rose wildly atop the summit of Dragon Peak.

The thick sea of ​​clouds and the pitch-black, demonic wind gradually converged in mid-air.

The wind helps the clouds move, and the clouds travel with the help of the wind.

A terrifying celestial phenomenon that caused the entire Dragon Peak to groan and tremble finally took shape at this moment!

On the other side.

The rage on Dugu Ming's face gradually disappeared.

Looking at this powerful combination of forces that would terrify any top expert in the world, he felt no fear in his eyes, but rather an even more intense excitement.

"good!"

"That's more like it!"

boom--!!!

The imperial dragon energy soared into the sky, and the Primordial Divine Skill was fully activated.

Golden imperial dragon aura and abyss-like primordial black light intertwined wildly around Dugu Ming, forcefully condensing into a dark golden dragon phantom that blotted out the sky!

A true dragon coils in the sky, its head bowed low.

Those icy dragon eyes were fixedly staring down at the chaotic celestial phenomena below.

This moment.

The winds and clouds surge to the heavens, and a true dragon presses down upon the world.

Three unparalleled auras, powerful enough to reshape the entire martial arts world, stood fiercely confronting each other atop Dragon Peak!

However, the strange thing is—

Above the sky, not a single celestial phenomenon appeared again.

There was no golden light descending, no dragon vein blessing it.

There was no celestial influence or fate that could cause a backlash from the heavens.

The entire world seemed to fall into a rare and indifferent silence at this moment.

Even if the ways of Heaven are not revealed, fortune will not decline.

He neither helped Dugu Ming nor took sides with Feng and Yun.

In that instant, everyone clearly realized—

In the next battle, destiny had no further intervention.

Only martial arts against martial arts!

Strength against strength!

Life versus life!

"Come!"

Dugu Ming laughed wildly, and the dark golden dragon roared, shaking the heavens.

"Today, I will personally shatter your so-called alliance of heroes!"

Bu Jingyun did not answer.

Nie Feng did not answer.

The next moment.

As the winds and clouds converged, the black demonic wind, carrying a thick sea of ​​clouds, transformed into a world-destroying torrent that swept across the heavens and earth, crashing down upon Dugu Ming!

Dugu Ming unleashed both palms simultaneously, condensing the Imperial Primordial Qi into a dark golden dragon, which crashed headlong into the torrent of wind and clouds!

boom----!!!

Heaven and earth fell silent.

The entire Dragon Peak shattered under this attack!

"Run!!"

It was unclear which minister was the first to let out a distorted scream.

The next moment, the civil and military officials who had been cowering behind the ruins were in complete uproar.

The sheer force of the impact was enough to cause the entire Dragon Peak to collapse.

They were all standing on the mountaintop at that moment.

If they didn't escape now, they wouldn't even need to be caught in the aftershocks of the battle between Fengyun and Dugu Ming. The collapsed Dragon Peak beneath their feet alone would be enough to bury them all alive under the shattered rocks.

The moment this thought crossed their minds, it utterly crushed the last shred of hope in their hearts.

What about the dignity of the imperial court, what about the etiquette before the emperor, what about the majesty of the officials?

In the face of such a clash of monsters that can easily shatter mountains and tear apart the sky, everything else becomes a worthless joke.

"Run! Run downhill!!"

"Get out of my way! Get out of my way!!"

"Dragon Peak is collapsing! If we don't leave now, we'll all die here!!"

Screams of terror, cries, and muffled thuds of pushing and stomping erupted into chaos atop the blood-soaked summit.

An elderly minister was knocked to the ground and, before he could even scream, was trampled by the fleeing crowd behind him, causing him to bleed from his mouth and nose.

Some of the newly appointed nobles who had previously been chanting "Long live the Emperor" were now so engrossed in climbing the mountain path, far from the battlefield, that they didn't even bother to pick up their official hats.

Behind them.

The huge plaza atop Dragon Peak is crumbling inch by inch.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly outwards from the center of the collision between the torrent of wind and the dark golden dragon, and the white jade slabs, which were harder than refined iron, shattered one after another, collapsing downwards in large pieces.

What's even more terrifying is the residual energy that burst forth.

Even a single strand as thin as a hair can easily pierce through stone pillars, tear through iron armor, and instantly shred all flesh and blood along its path into a blurry mess.

Several imperial guards responsible for keeping an eye on Wenlong turned pale with fright.

They were originally ordered to detain Wenlong, whose cultivation had been crippled, in a corner, awaiting Dugu Ming's further judgment.

In the current situation, let alone staying in place to detain them, even if they were only half a step slower, they would be swept into the aftermath of the battle between Fengyun and Dugu Ming, and not even their ashes would remain.

"Take him away!"

The head of the guards gritted his teeth and growled.

Two guards, one on each side, supported Wenlong, whose meridians were all broken and who could barely stand, and dragged him away into the shadows of the dilapidated palace behind them.

Wenlong's face was deathly pale, and dried bloodstains still remained at the corners of his mouth.

He was dragged roughly, his feet leaving two messy streaks of blood on the ground.

But Wenlong, who should have inherited the throne but instead handed the dragon robe to his younger brother, seemed to feel no pain at all.

He could only lift his head with difficulty, staring blankly through the swirling dust and rubble at the wind and clouds and the true dragon colliding wildly.

That was not a battle between humans.

It's no longer even a battle within the martial arts world.

That was a true natural disaster that could make imperial power, military formations, ancestral temples, and the entire country pale in comparison.

Wenlong gave a bitter smile.

Only at this moment did he finally understand completely.

Whether it's myself, Wuchang, or the Ming Dynasty.

Faced with such power, the rise and fall of dynasties and the legacy of ancestors seem as insignificant as an old dream that vanishes with the wind.

Rumble—!!!

Another deafening explosion came from the summit of Dragon Peak.

The fleeing officials were thrown about by the shockwave, screaming as they tumbled down the steps.

Countless pebbles and dust billowed into the sky, turning the entire sky above Dragon Peak into a chaotic, indistinct gray-black.

Outside the capital, on a wide river dozens of miles away.

The river was surging with waves, and several small fishing boats were being tossed about by gusts of inexplicable wind.

An old fisherman with dark skin and a tattered straw hat was gripping the pole tightly, struggling to keep his small boat steady.

He looked up at the distant sky in the direction of the capital.

Just moments before, the sky there had been radiant with golden light, as if a real dragon were soaring into the heavens.

Then, dark clouds rolled in again, and a black wind obscured the sun.

A moment later, the sea of ​​clouds seemed to be torn apart by some invisible giant hand, revealing a blindingly bright daylight.

But before the sunlight could fully penetrate, terrifying shockwaves, visible to the naked eye, erupted in the distance, shaking the entire sky and causing it to churn like boiling water.

The old fisherman had lived most of his life relying on the weather for his livelihood, and he was most skilled at predicting rain by observing the clouds.

But today, the sky there completely confused him.

He stared blankly at the ever-changing sky in the distance, his lips twitching for a long time before he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it..."

"Is God drunk today?"

"It's sunny one minute, cloudy the next; sometimes it's glittering golden, sometimes it's as black as the bottom of a pot."

The old fisherman wiped his face, which was covered in moisture from the river wind, and couldn't help but start cursing.

"I've been fishing my whole life, and I've never seen the weather change so many times in a single day!"

Inside the cabin, a skinny boy of seven or eight years old poked his head out, staring into the distance with a look of fear on his face.

"Grandpa, is it going to rain heavily over there?"