The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1069 - 1066: Zhou Youwei, Unrivaled and Overwhelming

"Double Void Divine Realm Spirits!?"

At this mont, Sikong Wuming was also shocked, his expression fluctuating as he looked at the pair of Ice and Fire Phoenixes.

This was sowhat beyond his expectations.

Throughout history, are there really double Void Divine Realm Spirits?!

Unheard of!

But imdiately, Sikong Wuming revealed a hint of fervor, "No wonder you’re the target I’ve set my eyes on, just this unique Void Divine Realm Spirit alone suits my taste!"

Thinking of this, Sikong Wuming cald his mind and said softly, "Please."

"Please."

Zhou Youwei also said softly, her expression tranquil.

In the next mont, the two of them simultaneously flew out.

Sikong Wuming sent out a palm strike.

While Zhou Youwei punched directly.

"Heavenly God Fierce Fire Fist!"

As soon as Zhou Youwei struck, it was a move from the Great Emperor Immortal Skill "Heavenly God Fierce Fire Scripture," its montum vast and magnificent.

With a punch, it was like a volcanic eruption, the scorching heat forming fiery flas, burning the sky and earth!

The punch left terrifying fla marks in the void wherever Zhou Youwei went.

It looked splendid yet terrifying.

"Monunt Suppressing Palm!"

Sikong Wuming’s palm was also not ordinary, it too derived from a Great Divine Power within a Great Emperor Immortal Skill.

This palm contained terrifying suppressing power, as if it could suppress the heavens and the Dao beneath it.

As the fist and palm clashed, they imdiately erupted with world-destroying might!

The two massive and unmatched forces clashing together!

Rumble————

The disciples outside the arena imdiately felt boundless tremors, and could only muster their mana to dissipate the shockwave, lest they get suppressed!

"So terrifying, the strength of these two is too frightening!"

A disciple of the Supre Pavilion in the Heavenly Saint Realm said heavily.

Not only those in the Heavenly Saint Realm, even the disciples in the Saint King Realm wore grave expressions.

No matter who these two people are, if it were them on stage, they would be wiped out with just this one move.

There’s nothing more to say.

Completely not on the sa level.

Bang!

As everyone marveled, the two forces swept like a violent wind, flying towards both sides.

The two contestants retreated simultaneously.

Although that move seed like a full-force attack, it was actually both sides just probing each other.

From now on, the real battle begins.

Luo Changfeng and the other two were also closely watching that scene, their hearts shaken.

At this mont, they finally understood, when Zhou Youwei fought with them previously, not to say full force, she hadn’t even used thirty percent of her strength.

No wonder the other side wasn’t even bothered to open the Divine Gate before.

She is a double Void Divine Realm Spirit and is at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm.

Just by virtue of her realm, she could crush them.

Upon entering the Saint Realm, let alone a Great Realm, even the difference between small realms becos imnse.

Trying to challenge beyond one’s realm is almost impossible.

After all, anyone who can enter the Supre Pavilion is a genius.

The chance of a genius fighting beyond their realm is zero.

"This battle, I’m afraid, can’t be easily predicted!" Luo Changfeng’s eyes sparkled with excitent.

To witness such a battle, is truly a great blessing!

And at this very mont.

In a corner outside the arena, the Qiankun Ancestor casually leaned on a Coiled Dragon Pillar, his eyes half-open, quietly pondering: This boy’s Void Divine Realm Spirit and physique are a little off, along with the cultivation technique he’s practicing...

This technique seems a bit peculiar.

The Qiankun Ancestor mused silently, casting a casual glance behind.

Under the void in the rear, soone was concealed.

This person was the middle-aged man seen previously in the Empty Ancient City, standing with Sikong Wuming and Wei Shi.

This person was an Immortal, and at this mont was staring at him.

"Does this little thing have so sort of strange quirk?"

The Qiankun Ancestor thought of so creature coming from under the Broken Back Mountain, shivering involuntarily.

The Qiankun Ancestor shook his head, discarding such strange thoughts from his mind.

He closed his eyes and focused deeply.

However, he didn’t find anything amiss.

Perhaps, it was rely to keep an eye on him to prevent interference in this battle.

Heh.

The Qiankun Ancestor chuckled softly in his heart.

Does this battle really require his involvent?

Even though Sikong Wuming is quite good, he’s still lacking a bit to contend with the female master.

After all, the female master hasn’t even exerted her full strength yet.

The Qiankun Ancestor appeared relaxed, watching the battle unfold.

Currently, the battle between the two had already reached a fever pitch.

From a clash of Great Emperor Immortal Skills, it transitioned to a long-range Daoist technique contest, then to a blade and sword duel.

After Zhou Youwei drew out the Winter Thunder Blade, her strength surged significantly, even suppressing Sikong Wuming for a ti.

That scene rendered the entire Little Sky Capital silent.

So female disciples who admired Sikong Wuming felt incredibly uneasy.

In their eyes, the invincible Sikong senior brother, at this mont, could not gain the upper hand!?

This was too unbelievable.

If it continued like this, it seed there’s really a possibility of defeat!

However, soon Sikong Wuming regained the upper hand, with countless swords inspired, filling the sky with terrifying and unparalleled sword intent.

Sikong Wuming practiced a multitude of techniques, among them sword cultivation.

But that makes sense, even though sword cultivators nowadays aren’t as exaggerated as in past eras, they are still mainstream.

Most cultivators know more than a few sword moves.

As a disciple of the Supre Pavilion, Sikong Wuming practicing swordsmanship is not a surprising thing.

In battle.

Seeing that the Winter Thunder Blade couldn’t secure an absolute advantage, Zhou Youwei switched from blade to sword.

Divine Sun Sword, unsheathe!

Bang!

The mont the Divine Sun Sword was unsheathed, the sword embryo mark on Zhou Youwei’s forehead flickered for a mont.

In that instant, all the swords of the disciples present trembled inexplicably.

As if...

Fearing sothing.

Even the Divine Sword in Sikong Wuming’s hand visibly quivered.

Sikong Wuming perceptively noticed this, montarily stunned, then fixed his gaze on Zhou Youwei.

"You’re making increasingly curious..." he grinned, his eyes cold and sharp.

The more extraordinary Zhou Youwei appeared, the more excited he beca.

He could feel the surrounding black holes becoming increasingly excited.

anwhile.

Far away in Suyun Palace, Ye Xuan, who was exploring, could distinctly sense that disturbance.

Ye Xuan cast his gaze toward the direction of Little Sky Capital, murmuring softly, "Seems like Youwei is engaging soone."

He guessed that the other side’s strength must be quite formidable, otherwise, Youwei’s Daluo Sword Embryo at her brow wouldn’t react.

"Emperor Ye!"

Just then.

Gai Madman suddenly appeared before Ye Xuan, thoroughly excited.

"What’s up? You’ve figured it out?" Ye Xuan smiled slightly, speaking softly.

"That’s right!" Gai replied emphatically.

Both of them laughed, and with a subtle joy in his eyes, Luo Changfeng remarked, "What a spectacle this battle is! Being able to witness it is truly a privilege!"

At that mont.

In the corner outside the arena, the Qiankun Ancestor leaned against a Coiled Dragon Pillar, squinting his eyes and muttering to himself: This kid’s Void Divine Realm Spirit and physique seem a bit off, along with the cultivation thod he’s practicing...

Such a thod, it seems a bit odd.

The Qiankun Ancestor was muttering inwardly, his eyes occasionally glancing at the back.

Beneath the void in the back, soone was hiding.

This person was the middle-aged man seen in the Empty Ancient City previously, standing with Sikong Wuming and Wei Shi at that ti.

This person was an Immortal, currently staring right at him.

"Does this little thing have so kind of quirk?"

The Qiankun Ancestor thought of so creature that had co up from under the Broken Back Mountain and couldn’t help shuddering.

The Qiankun Ancestor shook his head, pushing away this strange thought.

He closed his eyes and began to sense carefully.

However, he didn’t find anything unusual.

Perhaps, they were just keeping an eye on him to prevent interference in the battle.

Hehe.

The Qiankun Ancestor chuckled softly in his heart.

Does this battle even need his intervention?

Although Sikong Wuming is quite good, to contend with the Lady Master? That’s sothing he can hardly achieve.

After all, a glimr of hope is a rare gem in battle!

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