Free Web NovelJust now, Lu Yu had also noticed that blink, and he overturned his previous conjecture.
Originally, Lu Yu had thought that the green-haired man needed his fingers to make a movement before he could use his ability.
Now it seemed that any movement he made could turn into an attack.
In that case, the best way to deal with Hong was to hide his presence—if Hong couldn't see him, he naturally couldn't attack him.
After Lu Yu disappeared, the sense of danger in his heart dispersed.
"Looks like I was right," Lu Yu thought to himself.
Hong's divine sense swept across heaven and earth, yet failed to find a trace of Lu Yu; his gaze tightened.
Without a concrete target, his ability couldn't come into play.
"No wonder he could evade Tianyan. So this is the method he used," Hong thought inwardly.
He took Lu Yu dismissing his avatar, letting his consciousness return to the small universe and hiding his presence, as an act of fleeing.
And he believed it was by this kind of ability that Lu Yu had escaped from Tianyan's hands—or right under Tianyan's nose.
If he understood Tianyan's specific ability, he probably wouldn't think that.
Unfortunately, Tianyan had never gotten along with them, and had never told them his specific ability; what he usually showed was only simple foresight.
Foresight was only a small part of Tianyan's powers; insight into the "one" that had gone to ground was Tianyan's true ability.
Regrettably, the "one" Tianyan perceived was the "one" of the Great Cosmos, not the "one" of Lu Yu's small universe.
As a result, the small universe veiled the workings of heaven and got him killed.
He was too confident in his own strength, and too convinced of his own ability.
Lu Yu had escaped; Hong turned his head to look at the remaining three, and these three he certainly would not let go.
Seeing the green-haired man turn his gaze on him, Ji Wudi's heart tightened. To this moment he still hadn't figured out what exactly this man's power was.
Even with battle experience as seasoned as his, it was hard to figure out Hong's ability in the first instant.
Hong raised his arm, as if taking the three of them into his palm.
Rumble—heaven and earth changed color. Before the three of them could react, they realized the world around them was shifting.
A stretch of land appeared beneath their feet, and in the distance appeared five towering peaks.
The peaks were straight and slender, piercing into the sky, so thin it was somewhat abnormal.
Ji Wudi looked up and saw an enormous face incomparably huge, and he recognized that face at a glance.
This was no land, those things in the distance were no peaks—this was clearly them being grasped in the green-haired man's palm.
Throughout the entire process, Ji Wudi had not felt danger or fluctuations of power; only after it happened did he sense something was wrong.
His heart trembled with shock; he had not expected there to be such a powerful being in this world.
Ji Wudi had believed that he was only one step away from grasping one-tenth of the world's authority, and was already the top-tier powerhouse in this world.
He had never expected that in this world there still existed a powerhouse whose depths even he couldn't see through.
But Ji Wudi did not retreat in his heart. Even if he couldn't see through the green-haired man Hong's ability, he still dared to fight with everything he had.
Immeasurable divine light burst from Ji Wudi's body. In that instant, it was as if he was the son of heaven and earth, and the power of heaven and earth all blessed his body.
Ji Wudi's aura skyrocketed, his presence affecting heaven and earth; the winds and clouds of heaven and earth churned without cease.
Even Chu Yuxian and Wuya Zi felt an incomparably intense pressure, to the point even breathing became difficult.
The two retreated a step, and immediately felt much better; the oppressive feeling dropped sharply.
Shrouded head to toe in divine radiance, Ji Wudi raised his head to stare at the green-haired man Hong; his voice boomed like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Ji Wudi, dares to request a battle!"
"Heaven-Stepping Step!"
Bang—he took a step out, as if trampling the entire world beneath his feet; heaven and earth shook without end.
Ji Wudi stepped toward Hong, step by step walking out of Hong's palm. Each step made heaven and earth tremble, birthing ten-thousand-zhang rays of rosy light, as if welcoming the most exalted existence in this world.
By virtue of his own ability, he had gained the recognition of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, obtaining nearly one-tenth of the world's authority.
Ji Wudi being called the most exalted existence in this world was truly deserved.
This was a status acknowledged by the Dao of Heaven and Earth.
"Mm~ you've got some tricks," Hong said with a somewhat playful smile as he looked at Ji Wudi, who was gradually walking out of his palm.
He flipped his hand down, slapping like swatting a fly, a palm descending to smack Ji Wudi to death.
Alarms blared in Ji Wudi's heart, and then he saw the sky turn pitch black; an endless sky pressed down toward him.
The vast pressure bent his spine.
His back bent slightly, then Ji Wudi held the pressure, gritted his teeth and exerted force. Light shot from his eyes, power erupted, and inch by inch he pushed back the pressure this sky exerted on him.
The smile on Hong's face gradually faded. He found that his palm actually couldn't press down; it felt as though something below was blocking his hand.
Moreover he could faintly feel a power erupting from within his palm, constantly impacting his hand, trying to lift it up.
Bang—suddenly, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sound rang in Hong's ears. Listening carefully, it sounded like footsteps.
What kind of footsteps could actually stir an echo from the Dao of Heaven and Earth, letting everyone in the entire world hear?
Soon, he knew.
Bang—bang—bang—
A figure walked toward him, step by steady step, from minuscule and unnoticeable until in the end he saw only a sole.
"Heaven-Stepping Nine Steps! Wuji!"
Bang! Ji Wudi walked out of Hong's palm, step by step approaching Hong. With the final step, he stomped on Hong's face, crushing it viciously flat.
The palm-world was shattered by the Heaven-Stepping Nine Steps, and Chu Yuxian and Wuya Zi both seized the chance and flew out of the palm-world.
Watching Hong being blasted away, Ji Wudi's eyes shone with divine light, his divine might vast and boundless.
Hong clutched his crushed face, and in the eyes peeking through his fingers, flames of fury burned; he was utterly enraged.
He had actually been stomped by a human as insignificant as an ant—and on his face, no less.
This drove him nearly mad; the fury in his gaze seemed about to burn Ji Wudi to death.
Flames suddenly erupted across Ji Wudi's body. These flames were like maggots gnawing on bones, clinging to his flesh and soul, and even the power of heaven and earth found it hard to wipe them away.
His expression changed slightly, as if enduring immense pain.
He glanced at Hong, then, wreathed in the flames burning from within his body, charged toward him.
This was the fire of rage. So long as the flames of fury in Hong's heart were not doused, the fire would keep burning, until it burned Ji Wudi's soul to ash.
The instant Ji Wudi realized that divine light and the power of heaven and earth could not extinguish the flames, he understood that only by defeating the powerhouse before him could he survive.
Otherwise, this fire of rage would completely burn away his soul and his Holy Mark.
At that time, even as a Saint-Ancestor realm who was one with heaven and earth, he would have no way to resurrect.
This was the power of an innate god-demon, a mighty force that could grind down world-rules and transcend them.
Rumble, rumble—bang, bang, bang—heaven collapsed, earth cracked, space shattered, time and space reversed. With a burn-the-boats mentality, Ji Wudi fought fiercer with every clash.
In close-quarters slugfest, he gave Hong no chance to waste strength on control, relying on immeasurable divine light and the power of heaven and earth to meet Hong's power head-on.
Time and space were smashed to pieces by the two of them, and this world itself seemed about to return to chaos.
In a daze, Hong saw again the scenes from the Battle of the Falling Gods back then; in the very beginning, it had been just as intense.
At the fiercest point of the Battle of the Falling Gods, half the starry sky was shattered, countless galaxies turned to chaos, becoming dead zones.
The Chaotic Time-Space Battlefield was the "Impossibility" zone blasted out in that era.
A serious expression surfaced on Hong's face as well; he gradually took Ji Wudi seriously, acknowledging him as a worthy opponent.
Not a humble ant who had become powerful only because he was acknowledged by heaven and earth.
In the battle between Ji Wudi and Hong, Chu Yuxian and Wuya Zi had no room to intervene; the gap between their strengths wasn't just a little.
Right now the only thing he could do was help Ji Wudi suppress those demons he had already suppressed, so Ji Wudi wouldn't be distracted.
Fortunately those demons had already been gravely wounded, otherwise if he had to suppress so many Saint-Ancestor realm demons, he wouldn't be able to take it either.
Not to mention, among them there was even a top-tier Saint-Ancestor realm demon whose strength was close to his.
