Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 470: Chapter 439: Until Death, Not a Single Step on Celestial Beam Mountain

The night was silent...

As Lu Wanli pressed a hand to his waist, the thousand-foot-tall, majestic phantom was suddenly drawn into his body. But at the same time, his Qi Mechanism, far from diminishing, actually swelled.

Two figures—one in the heavens, one on the earth—faced off against each other.

The oppressive atmosphere could be felt for hundreds of miles.

”This is a fight to the death!”

Seeing this, the spectating Cultivators were all stunned. They had followed the powerful auras here, not expecting to find the long-missing Valley Master Chen, let alone Lu Wanli, whose status was even greater.

And in such a tense standoff, no less.

Although Lu Wanli’s earlier close-quarters palm strike had sent him reeling, no one believed the Vice Alliance Leader was weaker than Valley Master Chen. This, of course, included Sun Ye and Zhao Ming, who had followed along.

”This Valley Master Chen really has some tricks up his sleeve!”

”Yeah, to think he sent Alliance Leader Lu reeling with a single blow... Still, does Alliance Leader Lu really need to get serious to deal with him? He’s actually preparing to draw his saber!”

But before their murmurs of doubt could fade, the next scene made it perfectly clear why Lu Wanli was so deadly serious.

SCHIIING—

As Lu Wanli’s eyes narrowed, he suddenly raised a hand and drew his blade. A flash of light, as dazzling as lightning, tore across the night sky. The crowd saw only a single step forward.

Chen Che stood atop the mountain, hands clasped behind his back, looking down upon his opponent.

”Hah!”

As that step landed, Lu Wanli was already before Chen Che, the Qi Mei Demon Saber in his hand slashing down from above.

SWOOSH!

It was like a bolt of lightning stretching from a hundred miles away, all the way to the foot of Celestial Beam Mountain.

The pitch-black night seemed to be torn asunder by that single slash, a testament to its incredible speed. The spectating Cultivators couldn’t even track his movements with their naked eyes; they only felt their hearts seize in terror.

’If it were them, they would have been cleaved in two by Lu Wanli in that single instant.’

But Chen Che, standing on Celestial Beam Mountain, did not retreat a single step. Instead, he simply raised a finger, and a sword light of equal brilliance flashed forth. Innumerable Flying Swords converged into a torrent of steel, pouring down to meet Lu Wanli’s unstoppable slash head-on.

CLANG!

The sound was like the tolling of a great temple bell.

The next instant, a deafening explosion erupted on Celestial Beam Mountain, sparks flashing as brilliantly as shooting stars.

RUMBLE—

Lu Wanli, now in mid-air, faltered as he was knocked back once more. But with the agility of a dragon, he twisted sharply, circling behind Chen Che and unleashing a fierce horizontal slash. This attack was even more ferocious and swift than the last.

It looked as if he meant to slice Celestial Beam Mountain itself in half.

After the horizontal slash, the attack transformed into a dragging cut, the blade’s edge moving with a deceptive speed—seeming both fast and slow, like a dull knife sawing through flesh—threatening to tear space itself apart. Immediately after, the blade’s light shattered, enveloping the entire mountain peak in its destructive aura.

However, the fact that Lu Wanli had to launch several consecutive slashes meant that he had yet to land a single hit. Otherwise, one would have been enough.

Chen Che remained where he stood, innumerable Flying Swords spinning around him like a tempest, creating a brilliant display of flowing light. It was as if a water-like barrier had risen over the peak of Celestial Beam Mountain. The situation looked perilous, yet this defense managed to block Lu Wanli’s attacks with perfect timing, every single time.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

In an instant, the world resounded with a deafening roar. Xiao Chan had long since led Li Cang and the other Jinyun Valley disciples away from the peak. But no one paid them any mind now. All eyes were fixed on Chen Che and Lu Wanli.

To the onlookers, it looked like a crimson light relentlessly assaulting a flowing river of Sword Auras.

It was no surprise to anyone that Lu Wanli possessed such power. But for Chen Che to also command his Swordsmanship with such effortless grace—as if the blades were extensions of his own limbs—was something none of the spectating Cultivators had anticipated.