"Should we go in and investigate?" Zhuo Tingqin asked.
Although there was a fierce battle raging in the forest, heavily guarded, as a descendant of the Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion, Zhuo Tingqin had absolute confidence in her Lightweight Body Technique.
However, unexpectedly, Nan Liangyu shook his head solemnly, while staring intently into the depths of the forest, and said in a slightly trembling voice.
"Don’t go in yet!"
"I can feel that they’ve already started fighting."
Zhuo Tingqin was taken aback. She was just about to say that she didn’t sense anything unusual.
But before she could speak, a thunderous crash suddenly erupted from the distant forest, followed by a dust pillar shooting straight into the sky.
Zhuo Tingqin was jolted, staring incredulously at the scene before her.
Because, from the direction of the crash, a hill had been leveled to the ground.
Although the hill wasn’t very high, it wasn’t something that could be destroyed by human strength.
Unless... the strength of the combatants had already exceeded the human realm.
"Is this... the power of the Primordial Sea realm?" Zhuo Tingqin murmured almost wretchedly.
"No! Far more than that." Nan Liangyu, his eyes gleaming brightly, stared fixedly at the dust pillar ascending to the skies, his voice full of barely contained excitement and thrill.
"The power of these two has even approached the limits of the Primordial Sea realm. I just don’t know if they’ve stepped beyond that limit?"
Zhuo Tingqin fell silent.
To her, the Primordial Sea realm was already unreachable.
As for going beyond the peak of the Primordial Sea realm, as Nan Liangyu said, that was purely legendary.
"The only uncertainty now is who will win this battle. Is Guo Luming, who hasn’t fought in over twenty years, stronger, or is the extraordinary genius Jingping Saint superior?"
Nan Liangyu murmured softly, then, as if making a decision, he lowly instructed Zhuo Tingqin.
"Junior Sister Zhuo, stand guard here, I’m going in to take a look."
Without waiting for Zhuo Tingqin’s response, Nan Liangyu swiftly dashed into the forest.
Zhuo Tingqin did not stop him.
She understood Nan Liangyu’s intentions.
As the martial genius most likely to advance to the Primordial Sea realm, Nan Liangyu was always struggling to find a path suitable for himself.
Now, with a life-and-death duel between two Primordial Sea realm masters, it was a rare opportunity for him aiming to advance.
Therefore, no matter the risk, Nan Liangyu had to see it for himself.
In fact, many others shared Nan Liangyu’s thoughts.
Without exception, all these people were top figures from the Thirteen Sects Beyond the World.
If not for the extraordinary nature of this battle, these people would not easily descend from the mountains.
Now given the opportunity to witness this battle, they all used their supreme skills to break into the chaotic forest.
Meanwhile, deep within the desolate forest.
Jingping Saint stood with arms lowered, the teasing look on his face fading, replaced by a rare seriousness.
About fifty steps away from him, Guo Luming stood hand in hand, his expression neither sad nor happy.
Despite the swirling dust around them, neither was touched by even a speck.
After a moment, Jingping Saint spoke first.
"Elder Guo, I really didn’t expect you to come down the mountain. What is it? Even the Library, which remained neutral during the civil war, can no longer hold back and wants to show some loyalty?"
Guo Luming’s expression was stern, ignoring the taunt in Jingping Saint’s words, he coolly replied.
"Jingping Saint, after that palm strike earlier, you should understand my strength. So your ambition to easily take the Azure Dragon Temple is impossible."
"If you understand reason, you’d best leave at once and extinguish your greed. That way, there might be a possibility for peace between the North and South Azure Dragons. Otherwise, you’ll pay a heavy price."
As soon as his words fell, Jingping Saint burst out into laughter, the sound shaking the surrounding forests.
"Such talk of extinguishing greed and peacefully coexisting, do you think I’ve been in retreat for twenty years just to hear this from you?"
Although fully aware persuasion was useless, Guo Luming still sighed lightly upon hearing it.
"So you really must fight to the death?"
"You got it wrong, I won’t die, but your old net should have been broken long ago."
After the final word, a gleam flashed in Jingping Saint’s eyes. Without any visible movement, the next instant, he appeared in front of Guo Luming, and then sent out a simple punch.
This punch was not fast, nor did it carry any vigorous momentum.
But upon seeing this punch, an unprecedented gravity appeared in Guo Luming’s eyes.
It wasn’t just him.
Everyone watching from a distance was equally stunned.
"What a powerful fist technique!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.
In terms of strength, Nan Liangyu still lagged behind these elders and sect leaders from the Thirteen Sects Beyond the World.
But he too felt the extraordinariness of this punch.
Although devoid of any extravagance, to Nan Liangyu, this punch’s momentum was perfectly flawless.
Upon honest reflection, if he were facing this punch, he would have no option other than to surrender.
Just when everyone held their breath and focused silently, watching how Guo Luming would deal with this punch.
A figure suddenly flew in from the side, delivering a punch at an instant’s notice.
Bang!
Even though separated by some distance, Nan Liangyu was shaken by the resounding clash of these two punches, causing his Qi Blood to churn uncomfortably.
And then looking at the scene, they saw Jingping Saint retreat slightly by two steps, then stop and stand, looking at Shen Yunshen, who had been shaken back a dozen feet away but rebounded in the air, with a hint of mockery on his face.