Water suddenly seeped through the cracks between the bricks, instantly freezing into ice.
Ice crystals spread along the brick cracks, freezing the wall into spiderweb-like cracks.
The old Daoist's figure flowed like water, causing ripples across the surface of the bricks.
If there were soone present, they would let out a cry of surprise.
This was the "Wall-penetrating Technique," considered an Immortal Law within the Mystical Sect.
In this day and age, those who can perform this technique are exceedingly rare, showcasing the old Heavenly Master's profound skill in spells.
At the mont of passing through the high wall, Heavenly Master Zhang suddenly closed his eyes and ears.
After sealing his seven orifices, his Daoist robe gently swayed, while his Divine Sense spread out like a tidal wave.
The myriad of sounds and scents—the ink fragrance of the Library Pavilion in the southeast corner, the tallic tang wafting from the workshop on the west side, and amidst the pine waves on the mountainside...
Lurked an aura as sharp as a blade!
The old Daoist suddenly opened his eyes, his purple robe fluttering without wind.
On the branches of an old pine thirty steps away stood a figure with arms folded.
His coarse linen clothing was bathed in silver-white by the moonlight, none other than the Divine Fist Master, Huo Yin.
"Heavenly Master visiting at night, why not send a note?"
Huo Yin's voice was like the clashing of gold and iron. As he spoke, the pores of his entire body closed, not even a trace of white breath was visible—a sign of the Innate realm, "Essence Lock and Acupoint Closure."
Heavenly Master Zhang remained calm: "Master Huo, your 'Eight Steps to Catch Cicada' seems more diligent than twenty years ago."
Moonlight revealed the thunder patterns embroidered on his sleeve, the Restriction of Dragon and Tiger Mountain's "Five Thunders Heavenly Heart True thod," which was faintly scorching at this mont.
Crack!
The pine branch suddenly snapped.
Huo Yin descended like a teor, causing the cracks to spread along the green bricks on the mountain path as he strode forward, his voice cold, "Does the Heavenly Master know, the Academy is currently under the dual protection of the Great Xuan Law and the Mystical Sect's Forbidden Covenant?"
As he spoke, his thumb pressed against the jade belt at his waist. That belt hid thirty-six "Demon-sealing Nails," obtained during the suppression of the White Lotus Cult demons, specifically used to pin the spiritual acupoints of Mystic Sect Sorcerers.
He was already the foremost Grandmaster, and adhering to pugilistic world rules, there were no qualms about taking action, just as long as firearms weren't used for a siege, as long as Zhang Tian Master was repelled, it would be Dragon and Tiger Mountain that lost face.
"Let's find another place..."
Heavenly Master Zhang glanced around, shaking his head slightly.
As soon as his words fell, he already retreated into the air, flipping over the courtyard wall.
A number of Captain Bureau soldiers had already surrounded the area.
Huo Yin likewise took a step forward, disappearing upon landing, his cold voice echoing in the night sky, "Stay alert, beware of the tiger leaving the mountain."
The Captain Bureau troops, hearing this, imdiately deployed with firearms.
Huo Yin and Heavenly Master Zhang, one following the other, quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain.
The wild night wind howled, leaving only the two in confrontation.
Heavenly Master Zhang sighed as he stared in the direction of the Academy: "The old Daoist cos with the decree of the Three Pure Ones, does Brother Huo truly intend to block this fate?"
Before his words finished, three Bronze Thunder Seals had already slid from his sleeve.
"Hahaha, fate?!"
Huo Yin suddenly laughed aloud, his laughter shaking the pine needles to fall like a rustle.
He spoke in a deep voice, "Last year, when Cheng Jianxian from Qingcheng voluntarily gave up the chance to beco a deity, I knew that the Daluo Law Realm is definitely not suitable to venture into."
Heavenly Master Zhang replied indifferently, "How do you make your judgnt?"
Huo Yin snorted, "I trust Cheng Jianxin!"
With that said, his right fist slowly rose, and the air three inches from his fist edge twisted and surged.
This was an anomaly called "Air Scorching," resulting from refining Astral Force to the extre.
"I, Huo, have lived by nothing but the fate my fist strikes!"
Swoosh!
The mont the words ended, he vanished.
Upon reappearing, he was already behind Heavenly Master Zhang, striking out a punch.
This punch was silent, appearing soft and powerless.
However, Heavenly Master Zhang suddenly step on an Astral Step, white mist rolling, like soaring clouds and riding fog on flat ground, retreating instantly more than ten ters.
Boom!
Only then did a boom echo from across, snapping several old trees with a crack.
anwhile, Heavenly Master Zhang stood, three Bronze Thunder Seals in hand, chanting a Mantra, and pushed a palm towards the charging Huo Yin.
Szzzz~
Bolts of lightning shot forth from his hand.
Faced with this formidable Thunder Technique, Huo Yin dared not be careless, swiftly dodging.
Their movents were swift, for a ti sand yellow whirled, lightning and Fist Force splattered, making it difficult to discern their figures.
Heavenly Master Zhang certainly held the upper hand in spells, yet Huo Yin left him no room to breathe, persistently closing in, pushing Heavenly Master Zhang farther away.
In the distance, torches of the Divine Machine Camp suddenly joined into a patch.
Heavenly Master Zhang's ears twitched slightly, hearing the "click" of the crossbow strings being drawn from three hundred steps away.
The old Daoist suddenly turned, his sleeve whisking, his purple robe spread under the moonlight like a cloud reaching the heavens: "At 23:45, see you in the enlightennt of True Lord..."
Huo Yin watched his retreating back, his pupils narrowing slightly.
"Return, we must defend tonight!"
...
Night was as dark as ink, the Academy's halfway pine forest swayed in the wind, rustling.
Heavenly Master Zhang's sudden intrusion drew quite a crowd.
Li Yan was among them.
He stood on the stone steps outside the workshop, his brow furrowed, gazing toward the foot of the mountain.
Witnessing a blinding flash of lightning on the pitch-dark wilderness, illuminating the mountains intermittently.
The pressure contained within that lightning, even from miles away, shook one's soul.
"It's Dragon and Tiger Mountain's Five Thunders True thod."
Beside him stood Wang Daoxuan, his horsetail whisk slightly trembling, unable to help but praise, "Heavenly Master Zhang surely lives up to his reputation."
The Academy plaza had also gathered a crowd.
Craftsn, scholars, Captain Bureau soldiers, all craning their necks to watch the lightning flickers below the mountain, whispering among themselves.
So wore worried expressions, so pointed excitedly.
"Can Senior Huo hold him off?" Sha Lifei asked quietly.
His face was still sowhat pale, but he had recovered without any lasting issues.
"Not sure..."
Li Yan also squinted, attempting to discern the distant battle.
But apart from the occasional explosion of lightning and the ensuing boom, nothing was visible.
The duel between two of the current world's top masters had transcended ordinary understanding.
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