Chapter 2679: Losing Control
Zu An raised his hand and enveloped the nearby mountain peaks in a thin golden layer before shouting, “Please fight within this arena. Don’t go overboard in the fight.”
There was no lack of experts among the spectators in the academy, and they were all astonished by the strength of the golden layer. The academy often held tournaments as well, in which they inscribed similar formations on the dueling rings to prevent the shockwaves from destroying the academy’s buildings and harming innocent spectators. But the formations only spanned the size of a training field at most, and even so, they were always prepared days in advance.
However, the libationer had constructed such a massive formation in the blink of an eye, and it was strong enough to withstand attacks from top-notch experts like Sect Master Yan and Sect Master Yun.
The morning sun shone on the peaceful mountain valley, cloaking the lush mountain peaks in a golden sheet.
Two beautiful figures glared at each other in midair. Their brief clash had left the two of them shocked. They'd both thought that given their recent breakthroughs and the power bestowed by their respective universal deities, it would be an easy fight, but the other party had also grown beyond their imagination.
Under their glares, the air became so tense that it felt almost viscous. Upon sensing their murderous intent, the birds residing in the mountain forests fled in fear.
Yan Xuehen raised her hand, and her Flying Snow Sword emerged from its sheath. Its blade resembled a slender ice crystal that glimmered brilliantly under the sun. The light reflected could easily affect most opponents, but it wasn’t enough to even faze Yun Jianyue.
Yun Jianyue responded by lighting an ancient lantern. The flame inside the lantern was tiny, looking as if it would be extinguished at any moment, but its gentle brilliance instantly enveloped all the nearby mountain peaks. Even the sun paled in comparison to it. It felt as if the day had suddenly turned into night, and the ancient lantern was the moon.
Yan Xuehen’s Flying Snow Sword was no longer as brilliant as before, but she didn’t lose her composure. The sword vibrated, transforming the gentle mountain breeze into a powerful frigid gale. Snow began raining from the sky, cloaking the mountain peaks.
She slowly made her way toward Yun Jianyue, her every step leaving a beautiful ice crystal pattern. The air between her and Yun Jianyue froze. The incredible cold was reminiscent of a prison; it could even freeze the body and blood of a top-notch expert. On top of that, sharp ice crystals manifested out of thin air and whizzed toward Yun Jianyue.