Chapter 1030: 1030 Suppression! (3rd Update)

    Feeling the intense battle intent from Ye Qiu, the elder of the Ji Clan said indifferently, "So it seems you’re ready to fight me?"

    "Ignorant of your own mortality," Ji Changyu immediately responded.

    Ye Qiu glanced at him and said nothing, suddenly concealing himself within the formation, while the Ji Clan elder blocked Ji Changyu.

    He struck thrice into the void, causing Ye Qiu to stagger and reveal himself.

    He patted his chest, realizing that this Ji Clan elder could actually see through his hiding place; his formation skills were quite strong.

    "Boy, you tried to ambush me just now, didn’t you? Go ahead, why did you stop?" Seeing Ye Qiu’s displeased face, Ji Changyu continued to taunt him. Ye Qiu had indeed intended to take out Ji Changyu first, but the elder had intervened, preventing him from getting close.

    Although this formation was under his control, to Ye Qiu, the Ji Clan elder seemed like a flame that he dared not approach easily, lest he get burned.

    Ignoring Ji Changyu’s taunts, Ye Qiu thought that without the elder, he could have taken out Ji Changyu long ago.

    "As long as I’m here, you won’t harm him," the Ji Clan elder said, looking at Ye Qiu.

    "Come then, show me where you, the young man who defeated our clan’s prodigy, are truly strong?"

    The Ji Clan elder gestured for Ye Qiu to continue attacking, while he stood there calmly, as if he could handle any of Ye Qiu’s moves, unfazed by any changes.

    This strong mentality indicated he was very confident in his own power.

    Ye Qiu directly channeled the intent of Tai Chi, stepping onto the Tai Chi symbol in an instant.

    The Ji Clan elder’s eyes brightened, "Interesting, your Tai Chi skills are quite refined."

    He praised briefly, only slightly surprised and not completely shocked.

    Both fists came forward, two fish swam towards him, intertwining and merging into a black and white light ring, enveloping the Ji Clan elder.

    Swish.

    Ji Changyu hurried to the elder’s side, as the light ring rapidly shrank, seemingly to draw the two together.

    The Ji Clan elder remained expressionless, raised his hand, and flicked his fingers. Ye Qiu felt a mental jolt as he saw the Tai Chi light ring instantly dispelled.

    "Haha, nothing to it," Ji Changyu laughed heartily upon seeing this.

    Ye Qiu’s eyes shifted, suddenly, from within the formation, a large hand emerged from behind Ji Changyu, grabbing his shoulder.

    "Huh?" The Ji Clan elder didn’t expect Ye Qiu’s move to be so sudden, swinging his arm like an axe in an attempt to sever the massive arm.

    The giant hand lifted Ji Changyu into the air, startling him with the sudden attack. He never imagined Ye Qiu’s counterattack would be so swift, immediately crying out, "Ancestor, save me."

    Ji Changyu struggled continuously, his strength being at the mid-mythical realm, yet he couldn’t break free from the hand generated by the formation.

    "Break," as the Ji Clan elder’s hand nearly reached, Ye Qiu instantly tossed Ji Changyu towards himself.

    The Ji Clan elder’s arm missed its mark, and Ye Qiu smiled menacingly at Ji Changyu.

    Swish.

    Ye Qiu rose swiftly into the air. As Ji Changyu rushed forward, Ye Qiu dodged to his side, delivering a fierce slap.

    Smack.

    The slap landed on Ji Changyu’s mouth corner, making him howl in pain.

    An important figure of the Ji Clan, slapped twice in succession by Ye Qiu, would certainly bring disgrace to Ji Changyu if this were known.

    Ah!

    Growing increasingly furious, Ji Changyu, despite his mythical realm status, channeled his grief into rage, determined to tear Ye Qiu apart.

    Ye Qiu had defeated many mythical realm martial artists in the past, even half-stepping into a higher realm. Ji Changyu, possessing only a mythical power without significant combat prowess, was by comparison ordinary.

    Ji Changyu rolled and launched another attack, his fist pounding forward, shouting, "Madman, take my punch!"

    Ye Qiu had no intention of dodging, as his fist gleamed, colliding directly with Ji Changyu’s punch.

    Boom!

    Within the formation, a massive surge of energy welled up. Ji Changyu gasped, his arm drooping, fist battered and bleeding, gritting his teeth in pain.

    His strength was overpowered by Ye Qiu in an instant, injuring his own arm.

    Only now did Ji Changyu stop underestimating Ye Qiu, as the arrogance in his bones turned to irony due to the physical pain.

    The Ji Clan elder appeared beside Ji Changyu as Ye Qiu retreated slightly, ceasing his attack. This was a severe lesson for Ji Changyu.

    Ji Changyu glared at Ye Qiu, no longer yelling, but his cold gaze was unmistakable.

    "I injured him, even with you around," Ye Qiu remarked blandly.

    These words were a direct slap to the face of the Ji Clan elder, as moments ago he vowed to prevent Ye Qiu from harming Ji Changyu, yet now Ji Changyu’s arm was crippled by Ye Qiu.

    This was undeniably a great irony.

    The Ji Clan elder’s expression turned sour, as his negligence gave Ye Qiu an opportunity. Luckily, Ji Changyu sustained only flesh wounds, not life-threatening injuries. Otherwise, if he died by Ye Qiu’s hand, the Ji Clan elder would have no face to face Ji Changtian.

    "You successfully angered me," the Ji Clan elder said coolly.

    Ye Qiu’s heart tightened, feeling as though death had its eyes on him, akin to facing a Windhorn Beast in the Barbaric Wilderness Forest.

    Powerful and invincible.

    Ye Qiu retreated rapidly, attempting to conceal himself within the formation again. However, this time, the Ji Clan elder no longer stood still, taking the initiative to attack.

    "So fast."

    Ye Qiu had barely retreated a distance of three meters before he saw the Ji Clan elder vanish, and then promptly stand before him.

    "Your understanding of Tai Chi is quite deep. It may work against other martial artists, but against me, it’s far from enough."

    "Today, let me show you the Tai Chi of my martial path."

    With those words, Ye Qiu watched the Ji Clan elder spread his arms, sweeping them in an upward and downward arc, transforming into a Yin-Yang fish that swam into the air. Ye Qiu squinted as the elder not only became a fish but the Yin-Yang fish turned into a Yin-Yang dragon.

    At once, the Yin-Yang dragon, with dual heads, each spat out an attack.

    One black, one white.

    Ye Qiu’s heart raced; he dared not use his mortal body to resist this attack. With a wave of his arm, a golden light flashed, and the Yata Mirror appeared in his hand.

    Clang clang clang...

    The Yata Mirror blocked the black and white forces.

    Yet it sent Ye Qiu flying.

    "Oh? What treasure is this, to withstand my attack?" The Ji Clan elder expressed surprise, eyeing the Yata Mirror in Ye Qiu’s hand.

    Ye Qiu stored the Yata Mirror away, knowing from the elder’s gaze that he was interested in the Yata Mirror.

    These ancient people, when they saw a remarkable treasure, all wanted to claim it as their own.

    Ye Qiu straightened his clothes, impressed by the elder’s insight into Tai Chi; from that one move, he could see the elder’s profound Tai Chi skill.

    "Quite troublesome!" Ye Qiu clicked his tongue, drumming in his heart, as the elder’s strength surpassed any opponent he had faced before.

    This battle was truly fraught with danger!