Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Inspector Wu Qi? Not that impressive!"

Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face twisted into a fierce, cold sneer as he looked down on Wu Qi with contempt.

Wu Qi's face suddenly darkened.

The smile on his face gradually crumbled, replaced by a ferocity, as he coldly stared at Xiao Yi and said deliberately, "Very well, very well, I didn't expect you, boy, to take a punch from me to the head and still not die. I wonder if you can still stand up after I twist your head off!"

"That will depend on whether you have the ability to twist my head off!"

Xiao Yi grinned.

"Hmph!"

Wu Qi snorted coldly, his body surrounded by black gleaming edges.

The black battle robe he wore rustled loudly, swelling up as if it were a balloon being inflated.

And then...

With a hissing sound, like the leak of breath, Wu Qi's overinflated battle robe deflated back down to its shriveled state, but his body had grown bulkier than before.

Despite various layers of battle robe, the segments of his steel-like muscles were still clearly visible on his body.

Filled with explosive power.

Behind him, a fist-shaped Spiritual Aspect slowly emerged.

Spiritual Aspect System!

What Wu Qi had condensed was indeed a Spiritual Aspect from the Spiritual Aspect System, specifically a pair of seventh-grade high-level elemental gauntlets, which were also his life-bound elemental weapons.

Swish!

Streams of black mucus shot out from within his body, writhing and twining along his arms, ultimately condensing into a pair of pitch-black gauntlets on his palms. The gauntlets were lusterless black, with a tiger on the left and a dragon on the right, both creatures vividly lifelike as though alive, crawling slowly on the surface of the gauntlets and emitting a blinding black gleam.

Bang!

Wu Qi clenched his fists fiercely, black light swirling on top of the gauntlets.

He had actually burst the air with his grasp alone.

Creating a burst of dazzling firelight.

Wu Qi looked at Xiao Yi with a sinister smile and said coldly, "You little bastard, time to die!"

Swish!

Wu Qi's speed surged once again.

Like an arrow released from its bow, he shot towards Xiao Yi in an instant.

Xiao Yi refused to show weakness, snorting coldly as the Wind Thunder battle armor adhered to his body.

With a violent shake of the Wind Thunder wings on his back, he soared into the sky, slicing through the horizon.

Boom!

The two collided fiercely.

This part of the world seemed to fall into silence in an instant, then a terrible surge of energy exploded outwards. With a popping sound, concentric rings of shockwaves rushed outwards from the two combatants, obliterating vegetation, splitting the earth, and reducing the city walls to powder as they passed.

It was apocalyptic.

An understatement for the terrifying scene created by their battle.

Rumble!

The more they fought, the braver and more ruthless they became.

Now dueling in the high skies, each collision shattered the clouds within a hundred miles.

A cloudless sky stretched out, a deep blue expanse.

Within the Imperial City.

Countless powerhouses held their breath, not daring to take a gulp of air, their eyes filled with profound shock and dismay. Looking around, a tenth of the imperial city had turned to ruins, each one of them swallowing hard: "Is this really the kind of destructive power that humans can achieve?"

"It's terrifying, whether it's Xiao Yi or Wu Qi, they're both too frightening. It's a good thing they took to the skies to fight. If they had been within the imperial city, I fear we would all be dead here..."

The Sword Martial Emperor's face paled, secretly relieved: "This guy was still hiding his strength? Good thing I wasn't as impulsive as that old hag from Heaven's Saint back in the imperial city, or else I would have likely followed in her footsteps!" Just as he thought this, the Sword Martial Emperor suddenly raised an eyebrow, looking towards the direction of the palace, "Have these old guys lost their patience too?"

Within the palace.

Yang Zun, Yang Zheng and the others, along with Yang Yuhuan who had stepped into the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, all left the forbidden area.

They were certainly aware of Yang Kun's actions.

But...

Besides not being able to show themselves casually, what was more important was that, in their view, no matter how the throne changed hands, as long as it was still under the control of the Yang Family, it was all inconsequential.

But now...

The impact of the battle between Wu Qi and Xiao Yi had become too great, forcing them to reveal themselves.

Yang Yuhuan incredulously looked at the large swath of the imperial city that had been destroyed, then at the two people fighting in the sky, mumbling to himself: "I never expected Xiao Yi to have grown to this stage. With his current strength, I'm afraid I wouldn't last ten moves against him!"

Yang Zun and the others exchanged wry smiles: "Not just you, huh? Even this old ancestor of ours would probably only be able to exchange a hundred moves with him..."

Yang Zheng felt a bitter taste in his mouth as if he was chewing on bitter herbs, struggling to express his difficulty: "Had I known this would happen... when Yang Kun poisoned Hua Long, we should have intervened, rather than being as passive as we are now!"

"Alright, what's done is done, regretting now is useless!"

Yang Zun spoke calmly, squinting his eyes into slits, and said in a deep voice, "The priority now should be to consider how to manage the aftermath. If Xiao Yi loses, he will surely be slain by Wu Qi. If Xiao Yi wins and he wants to kill Wu Qi, should we intervene? After all, Wu Qi represents the Nantian Dynasty's Inspectorate. If anything happens to him, the Nantian Dynasty will surely investigate..."

As the few were talking.

Suddenly, a deep growl from Xiao Yi echoed in the sky: "God Devouring Seven Extremes Sword—Wrath of Heaven!"

Boom boom boom!

In the crystalline blue sky, thunders roared as if out of nowhere.

Following that...

Clusters of Black Cloud furiously gathered, and terrifying bolts of lightning struck down madly, transforming this part of the world into a sea of thunder.

Under the relentless barrage of lightning,

Wu Qi was greatly constrained.

Even though he practiced Physical Nirvana and possessed an extremely powerful body, facing the continuous onslaught of lightning, no matter how strong his body was, it had its limits.

The paralyzing sensation of thunder surging through his body

greatly restricted Wu Qi's movements.

Suddenly...

A shocking sword radiance mixed with purple-gold lightning streaked across the sky like golden dragons, winding and coiling around in the air, eventually forming a huge Thundering Azure Dragon. With a earth-shattering roar, the countless bolts of lightning formed an astonishing sword glow, connecting the heavens above with Xiao Yi's Falling Dust Sword in hand.

"Slash!"

Xiao Yi gripped the Falling Dust Sword tightly and raised it high above his head, then fiercely chopped it down towards the front.

Whoosh!

The purple-gold lightning brought forth a curtain of the same hue, seemingly cleaving the world in two.

Boom boom boom!

A terrifying pressure swept in all directions.

It formed an incredibly fearsome storm; even century-old towering trees were uprooted, the earth cracked open like the turning of dragon, mountains crumbled, rivers flowed in reverse. At this moment, the range affected by Xiao Yi's sword already far exceeded a hundred miles, a thousand miles...

Boom!

With one strike,

Wu Qi's crossed fists in front of him burst open, his gloves shattered to pieces, he spat out blood, and with a swish, he plummeted from the high altitude...