Chapter 141: The Battle of Martial Saints, Terrifying Beyond Measure
"Wuhan, you two go ahead first. I cannot possibly miss this grand battle!"
Situ Wudi's gaze was deep and dark as he casually waved his hand.
The next second, he likewise soared into the sky, chasing directly after Long Sihai.
"Xiaotian, what should we do?"
Long Tianjiao grabbed Chu Tian's arm, her face filled with anxiety.
"Fifth Sister, don't worry. I'll follow and take a look."
Chu Tian's expression was grave as he reassuringly patted Long Tianjiao's small hand.
Once Long Tianjiao let go, Chu Tian instantly transformed into a blur, chasing toward the exterior of the arena in a flash.
The various family heads remained in place. It wasn't that they didn't want to go and help, but rather that they truly could not assist.
A battle between Martial Saints had long since transcended their realm of power!
Even if they went to watch the battle, they would be of no help, and instead might get caught in the collateral damage of the Martial Saints' combat, needlessly becoming sacrifices on the battlefield!
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At this moment, outside the arena.
Long Sihai and Wu Xingyan transformed into two streaks of light, simultaneously rushing toward the desolate mountains outside the venue and landing on the tops of two towering ancient trees.
Only here could the two of them remain undisturbed and engage in an unreserved battle.
However, shortly after the two arrived at the desolate mountain, another figure chased after them—it was none other than Situ Wudi.
Long Sihai already knew about the collusion between Wu Xingyan and Situ Wudi, and instant vigilance arose in his heart.
"Situ Wudi, what do you want?"
Long Sihai demanded.
"I don't want anything, just not wanting to miss the battle between the two of you."
Situ Wudi gave a cold smile, standing alone in the distance, seemingly with no intention of intervening at all.
Long Sihai originally wanted to say a few more words, but before he could even open his mouth, Wu Xingyan had already made his move.
"Cut the crap! The outcome was not decided on Mount Zijin, so today we must settle it once and for all!"
Wu Xingyan suddenly morphed into an afterimage, directly ascending high into the air.
Even though Long Sihai was already standing atop a towering ancient tree, he still had to tilt his head back to see Wu Xingyan's figure.
Boom!
Wu Xingyan struck downward with a single palm, his true Qi instantly condensing into a giant hand that seemed to cover the entire desolate mountain beneath its might.
True Qi materialized into form?
Chu Tian had just arrived at the foot of the mountain, his gaze locked tightly onto Wu Xingyan's giant hand, a flash of solemnity crossing his eyes.
Has a Martial Saint's true Qi materialization reached this kind of realm?
With this single palm strike, the entire desolate mountain would probably be flattened to the ground.
However, Long Sihai still stood upon the ancient tree, showing no intention of dodging whatsoever.
Until the giant palm had descended halfway, Long Sihai finally channeled his energy and struck.
Boom!
Long Sihai threw a punch, and the terrifying fist force instantly transformed into the shadow of a dragon, resembling an enraged golden dragon roaring out of the sea, crashing directly into Wu Xingyan's giant palm.
Boom!
The giant palm and the furious dragon collided, erupting into a violent wave of true Qi shockwaves.
The trees all over the desolate mountain were shattered, tumbling outward in all directions.
Chu Tian, standing at the foot of the mountain, was naturally affected by the aftermath of the true Qi.
He leaped with both feet, instantly retreating rapidly in a flurry of movement.
Even after withdrawing several hundred meters away, he could still feel the formidable Qi rushing toward his face.
Yet, the collision between the giant palm and the golden dragon yielded no clear victor.
Chu Tian continued to stare intently at the duel between the two, watching as their true Qi clashed with neither gaining the upper hand.
At a glance, it looked as though the golden dragon was ramming into the giant palm, forcing it to retreat step by step.
At another glance, it appeared as though the giant palm had seized the dragon's head, pressing the golden dragon down and preventing it from soaring high.
Chu Tian watched with mounting tension, wondering when the outcome between the two would finally be decided.
"Situ Wudi, are you really just going to stand by and watch?"
While suppressing the golden dragon, Wu Xingyan divided his focus and angrily shouted out.
"Wu Xingyan, does the duel between you and Long Sihai really require my intervention?"
Situ Wudi retorted.
"Hmph, don't forget, Long Tianjiao was kidnapped by Situ Deng!"
"This matter cannot be separated from your Situ family. Do you think there is any possibility of reconciliation between the Long family and the Situ family?"
"If you don't help me kill Long Sihai, the next person Long Sihai targets will undoubtedly be your Situ family!"
Enduring immense pressure, Wu Xingyan had the veins on his forehead bulging visibly.
Although he only said these words to find an ally, one had to admit that Wu Xingyan's words made sense.
Situ Deng had abducted Long Tianjiao, forging an irreconcilable enmity between the Situ family and the Long family.
Right now, Long Sihai was too preoccupied dealing with Wu Xingyan to spare any effort.
However, once Long Sihai defeated Wu Xingyan, would the Long family ever tolerate the existence of the Situ family?
The Situ family had no other path left; they could only choose to cooperate with Wu Xingyan.
Furthermore, as long as Wu Xingyan and Situ Wudi joined forces to slay Long Sihai, the Long family would plummet into total decline.
Without a Martial Saint holding down the fort, the prestige of the Long family would inevitably be vastly inferior to before.
The Situ family could fully seize this opportunity to rise and leap in one bound to become the premier martial arts family of Jiangnan.
At this thought, Situ Wudi's expression flickered repeatedly, growing restless with temptation.
Right at that moment, Long Sihai's voice suddenly rang out.
"Situ Wudi, you don't need to deliberate anymore!"
"Wu Xingyan is right. Once I am done dealing with Wu Xingyan, you will be the next one I settle accounts with!"
Long Sihai's voice dropped low, hiding neither his intentions nor putting on any false pretenses.
He could easily have offered soothing words to pacify Situ Wudi, but he chose not to do so.
From a rational standpoint, Long Sihai intentionally provoking Situ Wudi in this manner was somewhat foolish.
Yet even if Chu Tian were in Long Sihai's position, he would have made the exact same choice.
This was the character of an upright and honorable man!
"Long Sihai, are you really this confident?"
"Do you truly believe that the joint forces of Wu Xingyan and myself are not enough to execute you here?"
Situ Wudi's expression darkened, clearly provoked into anger.
Always proud and arrogant, how could he possibly stomach such provocation from Long Sihai?
At this moment, the intent to kill had arisen within him, his gaze locked relentlessly onto Long Sihai's back.
"Hmph, whether I can defeat the two of you, you are more than welcome to try!"
Long Sihai remained unmoved, not even turning around.
His entire focus was poured into channeling his true Qi, locked in a life-or-death contest with Wu Xingyan.
At that instant, Wu Xingyan suddenly spurred his spiritual energy, willing to risk overdrawing his power just to suppress the golden dragon beneath his palm.
Boom!
In a flash, Wu Xingyan's hair turned white strand by strand, and wrinkles suddenly spread across his face.
The appearance that had previously maintained the look of a thirty-something now transformed into that of a seventy-year-old white-haired elder.
Judging by his age, this was Wu Xingyan's true appearance.
It was only because he had previously practiced dual cultivation, absorbing the vital essence of beautiful women, that he had been able to maintain a youthful and vibrant state.
Yet in today's battle, Wu Xingyan had excessively depleted his own spiritual energy, causing his appearance to revert once more to his aged reality.