They couldn't see, couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't move, as if trapped in a pitch-black cage.
In the darkness, surging spiritual energy fluctuations constantly stimulated their spiritual senses.
They seed to have glimpsed a terrifying scene from the world's birth through their spiritual senses.
The primordial soup boiled, and scorching, dry winds blew from a distance, beating against them, as if to completely dry out their bodies, as if everything was turning to ash in violent thunder and surging lava, with countless chaotic air currents carrying ash and drifting.
However, in such a terrifying environnt, two massive beasts were constantly fighting, not far from them...
In a trance, they felt like a swarm of insects separated from their colony, caught in a stampede of wild buffalo, and would be trampled into a pulp if they were not careful.
They would die!
They could die at any mont!
The aura of death was everywhere.
The aftershocks of the two Calamity-level battles were like instrunts of torture, continuously bringing pain, and no one knew when they would take their lives.
The constantly surging adrenaline made their hearts pound as if they were about to explode, their sympathetic nerves felt as if they were tearing, and their uncontrollable rapid breathing filled their lungs with scorching air, bringing waves of stinging pain.
Nanling Yaohua glanced at the Eclipse Society mber beside her, whose crotch had been wet several tis and then dried several tis by the heat waves raised by Lu Yibei, and shook her head with a look of disgust.
When will they finally finish?
If this continues, these guys will probably be scared to death, Nanling Yaohua thought.
Under the night sky, mountains and rivers boiled, and under the burning firmant, ashes with flickering flas fell like rain.
In a seemingly endless paleness, Lu Yibei heard deafening thunder.
Then, she was sent flying.
Her body spun, rotating seven hundred and twenty degrees in the sky, before crashing to the ground, a sticky, sweet sll spreading in her mouth.
With soft crackling sounds, the thunder infused into her limbs and bones erupted with power, and a numbing sensation spread through every inch of her flesh.
Lu Yibei opened her eyes and looked at the figure slowly drifting in the sky, cold sweat appearing on her forehead.
Even though she knew very well that Zhang Huainan had no intention of killing her, her heart still trembled uncontrollably as she looked at the figure surrounded by the illusory image of a deity and enveloped in vast thunder.
Every wisp of spiritual energy emanating from that body seed to loudly declare to everything within sight that he was the projection of thunder on the earth, an absolute incarnation of thunder.
This old man is simply a monster! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
She had thought that since Zhang Huainan was Qingji's disciple, his strength would probably be similar to Qingji's, and she should be able to put up a fight after gaining Calamity-level power.
But facts proved that the strongest is the strongest, without any dilution.
Even without the assistance of Zixiao Platform, Zhang Huainan could easily suppress her, and even seed to have plenty of strength left...
Previously, Qingji always complained to Lu Yibei about Zhang Huainan's dullness in his youth, and even said things like "teaching a pig is easier than teaching him," but after fighting Zhang Huainan, Lu Yibei felt that perhaps he was just "great wisdom appearing as foolishness" compared to a monster-level genius like Qingji.
But great wisdom appearing as foolishness is not true foolishness.
When fighting Qingji, one could feel his agility and elegance, and even a hint of playful showmanship, but there was no such feeling when fighting Zhang Huainan. Every move and stance aid to achieve the most practical effect in the most unadorned way.
Perhaps, combining what he learned from Qingji with his unique understanding, and tailoring it to himself, ultimately forming a perfect and natural combat technique... that was the true reason for Zhang Huainan's slow progress when studying under Qingji.
“Cut!”
Just as Lu Yibei was secretly pondering, Qingji, not far away, clapped the clapperboard in his hand and pressed pause on the cara.
“What's wrong with you two? Can your acting be any more clumsy?”
Walking up to Zhang Huainan and Lu Yibei, Qingji imdiately berated them.
Yes, after Lu Yibei's persistent pleading, and explaining with reason and emotion to Qingji why he, the Ancestor, was inconvenient to participate in this "performance," she finally luckily avoided the fate of being double-tead by the two old n.
But unfortunately, she, or rather she and Zhang Huainan, could not escape the fate of being tornted by Qingji.
Under the intervention of Qingji, who successfully ascended to the position of "director," they had already exchanged blows thirty-two tis...
In other words, Lu Yibei had faced the "might of Black Emperor" thirty-two tis.
Why would Black Emperor need to personally beat up Lu Yibei?
As soon as the word "cut" was uttered, Black Emperor would take over!
“Do we have to do it again?” Lu Yibei struggled to get up, looking at Qingji with a resentful expression, “Ancestor, I suspect you're using this to settle a personal score!”
“Nonsense!” Qingji rolled his eyes and looked at Zhang Huainan, saying, “You tell , why did you suddenly stop when you clashed with this guy for the 71st, 136th, and 209th tis? I can see it, won't others?”
“You can't even go easy properly, it's frustrating to watch!”
“This...” Zhang Huainan's face showed difficulty, and after a few seconds of pondering, he bowed to Qingji, “Senior Brother's lesson is right.”
In his opinion, Qingji was absolutely right; he was indeed not good at going easy in combat... After all, from the day he entered Da Chunyang Palace and began learning, every sword technique, every Spell, and every physical technique he learned was for "eliminating demons and defending the Dao"...
So, he might be very good at killing or defeating enemies, but it was indeed a bit difficult for him to appear to deliver lethal blows and beat up enemies while not causing substantial damage to them.
“Understood, then let's restart!” Qingji raised his chin at Zhang Huainan, re-shouldered the cara, and lightly called out, “Scene one, take thirty-three, action!”
“Yes, Senior Brother!” Zhang Huainan responded.
Lu Yibei, “...”
I feel like these two old fogies are ganging up on , but I have no proof!
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【Calamitys Death countdown: 80h24m50s】
In Dream City, in the small courtyard of the Lu Family Old House, under the lush pogranate tree.
Several people sat on small rattan chairs, gathered around an old square television set, watching the "special effects-filled" images on the TV screen, like a scene from an old movie from the 80s or 90s, the atmosphere exceptionally harmonious.
As the image of the young woman in green robes being defeated appeared on the TV, a pair of wrinkled hands silently pressed the pause button, freezing the image on the screen at that mont.
The final version of the "blockbuster" starring Black Emperor and Disaster, directed and fild by Qingji, with assistance from Xuan Ying Luofu, and planned for distribution to various spiritual energy organizations, ended here.
“How was it? Not bad, right?”
Zhang Huainan turned around and glanced at Lu Yibei, then imdiately turned his gaze to Qingji, who was holding Wang Yingying, his eyes eager, his tone a little humble, as if a child who had finally achieved sothing was eager to get affirmation from respected elders at ho.
“Amazing! Super amazing!” Wang Yingying clapped her small hands and chirped in a childish voice.
The scene of two Calamity-level beings fighting made the dormant authority within her stir, eager to replicate.
With her mindset, she couldn't yet understand what this impulse ant.
She only knew that what her body needed was good, was amazing, just like... candy, milk tea, and strawberry ice cream.
Qingji lowered his head to tease Wang Yingying, then squinted at Zhang Huainan, pouting, “It's acceptable...”
Hearing this, Zhang Huainan's eyes curved slightly downwards, his chin lifted, and he stroked his beard, his old face filled with unconcealed pride.
No one knew Qingji's temperant better than him, except for Lu Yuebo, who was no longer alive.
Simply put, he had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
"Acceptable" was almost the highest praise Qingji would give.
Seeing Zhang Huainan looking as ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) if his tail was about to wag to the sky, Qingji rolled his eyes, and then uttered a phrase in Chinese that could easily be among the top ten most annoying.
“But...”
“I just feel like sothing is still missing?”
“Old... Ancestor! You just nodded and agreed, you can't go back on your word now!” Lu Yibei, who had been tornted more than fifty tis, imdiately jumped up from her seat and voiced her objection.
Zhang Huainan, the "perpetrator," rely cupped his hands and said, “I hope Senior Brother will point out the deficiencies.”
Although Qingji's "bad review" made him slightly disappointed, he had lived for over a hundred years and was an old monster who had seen many grand scenes, so he wouldn't let this slight disappointnt affect his mood.
At worst, they'd do it again!
“I got it, it's too drawn out!” Qingji thought for a mont and said, “Since it's for others to see, it should be clean and concise, in two or three moves... no, preferably a one-hit kill!”
“Oh?” Zhang Huainan's eyebrows subtly raised, as if he had thought of sothing.
“I understand Ancestor's aning!”
Before Zhang Huainan could fully grasp Qingji's idea and organize his words, Lu Yibei spoke up from the side.
Although her upbringing taught her to respect elders and care for the young, and not to interrupt when two elders were communicating, she really couldn't hold back anymore.
“Ancestor ans that as long as it's acting, 100% realism is impossible, so exaggerating is perfectly fine...
“Is that what you an, Ancestor?”
Seeing Qingji nod, Lu Yibei looked at Zhang Huainan, “Senior, I rember you told that the key to preparing this scene is to influence their cognition through video data or other information channels... If so, why don't we maximize the benefits?”
Hearing this, Zhang Huainan pondered for a few seconds, then tentatively asked, “As long as they see the footage of the Disaster being killed, even if it's a bit exaggerated, most people will have their cognition influenced by the hidden combined Spell, believing that the Disaster has been hunted... Is that right?”
“Exactly, since we're going to influence their cognition anyway, we might as well give them more explosive material,” Qingji affird.
“For example, Black Emperor killed the Disaster with one blow?” Zhang Huainan's eyes lit up, suddenly feeling as if his thoughts had opened up, like the Ren and Du ridians were unblocked.
This indeed counted as adding explosive material.
It was like adding evaporated milk to beef broth.
“Exactly!” Lu Yibei nodded, “Being a Calamity-level being yet able to instantly kill an opponent with one blow is enough to elevate the deterrent power of the na Black Emperor in that guy's mind even further.”
As of now, how strong Zhang Huainan truly is, the various spiritual energy organizations can only guess; no one dares to easily test him.
Under this premise, who can guarantee that Black Emperor cannot instantly kill a Disaster?
As long as it's possible, soone will believe it, so spreading such information is a definite win-win.
After all, this is a world where "if I think you have nuclear weapons, you might actually have them."
Hearing Lu Yibei and Zhang Huainan echo his thoughts, Qingji's face showed a satisfied smile, “Excellent!”
Thus, the three seasoned old foxes quickly finalized the ultimate plan for Calamitys Death!
But the mont the final plan was decided, seeing Qingji and Zhang Huainan exchange smiles as if their cunning plot had succeeded, her face instantly darkened.
She suddenly realized that the previous fifty-plus tornts, and this last ti, her initiative (active) suggestion for a "reshoot," were very likely a conspiracy concocted by Qingji and Zhang Huainan!
“...”
That old man wasn't at all "slow to react" as Ancestor claid...
Just now, it seed like I was guiding him, but in fact, he was guiding ? So, I've been kept in the dark all along?
Hmph, it's not that old people have turned bad, but that bad people have grown old. That saying is absolutely right! Lu Yibei thought fiercely.
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