MM Racing Chapter 19 Extreme Strike
Chapter 19 Extreme Strike
"Kill this little bastard!"
"Unless the Holy Lord of Yao Guang personally arrives, you will not leave this land today!"
"Seal off this space, prevent the news from getting out, and then join forces to unleash the sacred weapon of our Great Emperor!"
One roar after another rang out. The old servants who were secretly protecting Ji Haoyue, along with the three old women who had besieged Yao Xi not long ago, were enraged and attacked almost simultaneously. Vast divine power surged, pulling an artifact out of Ji Haoyue's body.
It was so great and so terrifying that the entire void could not contain it, and it emitted a precarious, shattering sound.
It was an ancient bronze mirror, floating and sinking, exuding a hazy, chaotic aura.
It is the ultimate weapon of the former Void Emperor!
It is so terrifying that even a mere wisp of its power can directly sink Zhongzhou.
"The Ji family, can't they accept defeat?"
Yuan Qingsu snorted coldly, her gaze sweeping over the shadowy figure of eight or nine figures who had jointly summoned the Void Mirror, which hovered above their heads and aimed at him. Her voice was indifferent:
"In a battle between equals, I, at the third level of the Dao Palace, defeated the fifth level of the Divine Body, winning with honor and righteousness. Your actions have truly tarnished the reputation of the Void Emperor, who was never inferior to anyone throughout his life."
"You dare to talk about the Void Emperor's reputation..." the old woman said sinisterly.
The supreme deity of the Void Mirror was still asleep, but under the guidance of the Ji family, wisps of chaotic energy rose up and aimed at Yuan Qingsu, causing a deep gloom to rise in his heart. Even Yao Xi was worried for her.
No one expected that the battle would escalate to this point.
At the same time, with her purple dress fluttering, the elfin-like Ji Ziyue used a void technique to disappear several times at top speed, arriving beside the vacant-eyed Ji Haoyue and pulling her brother, who had just descended from the sky, into her arms.
"Brother..." Ji Ziyue called softly, but Ji Haoyue in her arms remained as still as a stone statue.
"Brother, what's wrong? Don't scare me."
Ji Ziyue raised her hand and placed it on his body to check his condition.
The divine power flowed smoothly into her body, and she discovered that her brother had not actually suffered any major injuries. Apart from several broken bones, the rest were all superficial wounds, which, given the power of her divine bloodline, would heal in a couple of days.
It's good that you're alright... She breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. But when she saw her brother staring blankly at the sky with lifeless eyes, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken again.
Physical wounds heal easily, but emotional wounds are not so easy to heal.
Ji Ziyue knew very well what a blow this was to her proud brother. To be defeated by a mere cultivator at the third level of the Dao Palace realm, especially one who had just broken through to the third level of the Dao Palace realm and was completely unknown.
It can be said that Ji Haoyue was forever branded with shame.
He has always been the one who uses a lower realm to defeat a higher realm. When has a divine body ever been defeated by a low-level mortal body?
"elder brother."
Ji Ziyue nudged Ji Haoyue and said softly, "Victory and defeat are just common occurrences, why be so attached? Besides, low-level combat power doesn't mean anything. The true path to becoming an emperor begins in the Four Extremes Secret Realm. You still have a chance to defeat him in the future."
"Chance? Little sister, I've completely lost..."
Ji Haoyue gave a bitter laugh, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth: "In a fair fight, I am indeed no match for this disciple of the Yao Guang Holy Land. His talent is comparable to that of our ancestors. He broke through in battle and created his own divine techniques. In a fight against him, my eighteen years of hard work would have been in vain."
"Brother, please don't think like that!"
"Indeed, Haoyue, why judge a hero by a single victory or defeat? Don't you see that after a hundred defeats, [Luan Gu] cultivated a demonic embryo, swept across the heavens and the earth, and still transformed into a great emperor?"
An elderly man with white hair and beard comforted her, pointing the Void Mirror at Yuan Qingsu as he spoke: "Your talent is exceptional, and you carry the hopes of my Ji family. You must not give up on us easily. Moreover, this boy is definitely strange; he is not an ordinary disciple of the Yao Guang Holy Land. Once I capture him and search his sea of consciousness, I will know everything!"
"Senior, are you really going to push me like this?"
Yao Xi walked gracefully, her steps like lotus blossoms, riding the holy light through the air to Yuan Qingsu's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. At this moment, this woman, known for her rationality, allure, and following her heart, did not retreat alone, but instead chose to face the ultimate weapon, the Void Mirror!
The ancient mirror floated and sank, swirling with chaotic energy. Because it had been stained with too much supreme blood, it had already acquired wisps of immortal aura.
Standing before such an ultimate weapon is like facing an ancient emperor who is currently asleep.
Unrivaled in heaven and earth, his one path suppresses all others, a supreme emperor revered by all the heavens!
If it weren't for the gentle trembling of the [Moon Palace] deep within her brow, releasing wisps of mysterious energy at the crucial moment to protect Yao Xi's mind and body, she would have already knelt down and worshipped the ancient mirror.
The same applies to Yuan Qingsu.
A sacred, peaceful, and serene golden divine light emanated from his body, possessing a tranquil aura that soothed the desires of the mortal world. Waves of light flowed upwards, weaving behind Yuan Qingsu to form a magnificent Buddha statue as majestic as a mountain.
The flow of energy of the Buddhist emperor.
With a compassionate expression and hands clasped together, he offered salvation to all living beings. He subtly dissolved the overwhelming aura of the supreme imperial weapon, which was pressing down like ten thousand mountains, into a spring breeze. The breeze swirled and danced across the crimson land, with a few people at the center. Smoke and dust rose into the sky, like banners waving or smoke billowing.
All the void seals were broken by Shakyamuni's forbidden artifact!
Yuan Qingsu never expected that this quasi-emperor forbidden artifact would come in handy so soon.
The forces of both sides clashed, and the old man beneath the Void Mirror's eyes flashed with cold light. He sneered, "The power of the Western Desert Buddhist Sect can actually withstand my clan's Great Emperor's Sacred Weapon! How could such a supreme artifact be possessed by an ordinary disciple of the Yao Guang Sacred Land? Truly remarkable. Unfortunately, it's useless unless it's the [Vajra Pestle], which is on par with the Void Mirror!"
At this moment, even Yao Xi couldn't help but look at Yuan Qingsu beside her. The young man still had a calm and indifferent expression. In this battlefield where supreme power crisscrossed, he stood tall and proud. His handsome profile, like that of a god, was dazzling.
Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, her heart filled with surprise. At first, she thought she had seen through Yuan Qingsu, but after getting to know her, she found that what the other party had shown was only the tip of the iceberg.
boom!
The ancient mirror shimmered with celestial light, and under the combined efforts of the Ji family, it pressed down on the golden, compassionate Buddha statue, blurring its form and making it appear as if it would dissipate into smoke at any moment.
"Damn it!"
Yao Xi's expression suddenly changed. The Ji family had gone mad; they were going to do anything to kill the two of them and overturn the table!
Even a single strike from an ultimate imperial weapon, even if it's just a wisp of light propelled by a few cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Realm exhausting their divine power, is enough to sweep away powerful beings and force the world's top experts to retreat. Not to mention these two Dao Palace Realms.
If we don't bring the [Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron] from the Yao Guang Holy Land, this is practically a death sentence.
"We'll quickly defeat him and seize this precious Western Desert Buddhist artifact!"
The leading elder surnamed Ji roared, his divine power surging as he poured it all into the sleeping Void Mirror. At the cost of their own depleted sea of suffering, they pulled the supreme imperial weapon down from above, as if the weight of a condensed universe was descending, causing all paths to boil and the void to distort inch by inch.
Directly below the mirror, Yao Xi looked up, her eyes reflecting the sky in a dazzling yet blurry way, as if she were facing the collapse of all worlds.
The entire earth rumbled beneath her feet, as if it were about to be sunk by the supreme imperial weapon, emitting a mournful cry before its collapse.
"I'm so unlucky..." she muttered to herself. No matter how she tried to activate the Moon Palace in her sea of consciousness, she couldn't fly out to fight. She couldn't help but close her eyes, and she could almost imagine herself being blasted into dust by the ultimate weapon.
boom!
The Void Mirror sank, and all directions shattered.
But Yao Xi did not feel any physical destruction; instead, she felt a warm and comfortable sensation all over her body.
Then she opened her eyes and saw a golden hand as large as a mountain, holding up an ancient mirror as bright as the moon, smoothing out all the turmoil.