Chapter 1102: Walking In The Great Void (I)
"To kill Kong Haiying."
Li Ximing felt nothing but disdain. Strictly speaking, there was nothing truly irreconcilable between the Capital Immortal Dao and the Li Family thus far. Yet Li Ximing did not believe in the slightest that Ye Hui's goal was solely Kong Haiying, If all your moves were aimed at Kong Haiying, then why the sour face toward my family earlier?
Since Ye Hui spoke so directly, Li Ximing decided to play along. His expression shifted slightly in feigned surprise as he replied, "Fellow Daoist Ye Hui, did Kong Haiying not perish long ago? The disturbance in the Profound Peak Gate’s earth veins before Senior Changxi's death was the very phenomenon of his fall!"
Ye Hui was briefly stalled by this sudden fabrication, and fixed him with a heavy stare. The person in question should, by rights, be Fu En, but if it truly were Kong Haiying, Changxi calling him Fu En on purpose would also make sense. For a moment, Ye Hui hesitated.
Whether Li Ximing's words were true or false, they had scattered Ye Hui's original plans and prepared words. He said coldly, "Oh? Whether this is true or false... no matter. Let me see your Bright Yang divine ability."
The great void stirred as he spoke. A solemn, heavy sound echoed through the dark purple radiance floating above and below the void, and a wave of damp water vapor rose from within.
A multicolored fish about the size of a calf emerged from the radiance. Its purple scales were illusory and varied in shade. Atop its fish head rested a human skull of bare white bone, its empty eye sockets deep and hollow.
The purple fish flicked its tail, and countless others surged forth from the purple glow, swarming together beneath the heavenly gate to form a river that shot upward. When he saw that Ye Hui was going all out, heavenly light surged from the center of Li Ximing's brows, and the gate behind him roared in response.
A heaven-shaking battle cry rang out. Countless golden-armored figures atop the heavenly gate suddenly came to life, descending with spears and swords in hand to meet the assault. When they clashed, they held the purple river at bay beneath the gate.
Yet Ye Hui exhaled a stream of white qi with a thunderous boom. It seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms as it sank instantly, and the great void froze in place. Li Ximing, along with the entire Heaven-Venerating Gate, felt like they had been trapped in a mire, sinking bit by bit, unable to advance or retreat with ease.