My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 445: Battle

"Lanyan Royal School disciple, Mo Li, ready!"

"Immortal Realm Sea Sedation Sect disciple…"

Both contestants took the stage, and the arena's protective array flickered into life.

Almost the moment the array shimmered, both sides sprang into action. The disciple from the Immortal Realm's Sea Sedation Sect summoned a divine trident radiating an awe-inspiring light, unleashing a surging tidal wave toward Mo Li.

At the same time, Mo Li's hand seals were complete. He smiled faintly and whispered, "Qimen Dunjia: Open!"

As his words fell, a slowly rotating array appeared beneath his feet, expanding continuously until it covered the entire arena.

Sensing something was wrong, the Sea Sedation Sect disciple immediately activated his defensive technique, conjuring a shimmering water shield. He was confident it would protect him from any harm.

At that moment, the immense tidal wave, filled with powerful energy, was about to crash into Mo Li. With another hand seal, he spoke again:

"Rest Gate: Open, Transform Water!"

As he completed the hand seal, his form shifted, transforming into a fluid, wave-like essence that merged seamlessly with his opponent's attack.

When the crashing tides receded, only a shallow pool of water remained. Mo Li's figure emerged once more from this pool.

He now held a different hand seal in his hand and murmured softly:

"Wound Gate: Open, Withered Wood Revives!"

Immediately, withered vines sprouted around the Sea Sedation Sect disciple, absorbing the water shield and growing rapidly.

In just moments, the tides turned, and the Sea Sedation Sect disciple's defensive technique was about to be broken.

"Damn it! Break!"

Enraged, the Sea Sedation Sect disciple dispelled his defense, wildly swinging his trident, shattering the vines in a fierce display of water-based attacks.

In just a few moments, they exchanged several blows.

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Spectators took notice of the intense battle on stage.

"What a powerful attack! This Sea Sedation Sect disciple, despite being mid-Saint Stage, is displaying late-Saint Stage power thanks to that trident artifact. Truly gifted!"

"Yes, indeed! His strength ranks high among this year's Great Competition of All Clans participants."

"Mo Li, his opponent, is also impressive. If I'm not mistaken, that's the long-lost Celestial Mechanic Art from the Immortal Realm, specifically the difficult Qimen Dunjia."

"Unfortunately, his cultivation is a bit low, only at the early Saint Stage. Otherwise, he might not lose."

Some noticed that Mo Li was not from the Immortal Realm but rather a disciple from the Earthly Realm, which sparked a bit of surprise.

However, this surprise was limited. In the preliminaries, it was not uncommon for some factions from the Earthly Realm to send their strongest disciples right from the start.

To them, a practitioner skilled in divination must possess exceptional talent. The swift entry onto the stage was likely a strategy to win a match and boost morale for the other disciples of their sect.

"It's a pity," they continued, "that this individual faced a disciple from the Sea Sedation Sect, and a strong one at that. It can only be said that their luck was not on their side!"

Amidst the crowd's exclamations, the disciple from the Sea Sedation Sect had completely dispelled the withered vine attack of the Wound Gate. Energized, he brandished his trident, embodying the king of the seas, and charged at Mo Li.

The trident blazed with divine light, summoning a massive sea beast with a gaping maw, ready to devour its prey in a single bite. The beast's strength was formidable, at the late stage of the Saint Stage, far beyond what an early-stage Saint cultivator could withstand.

Despite facing such a powerful adversary and an even more formidable summoned creature, Mo Li neither flinched nor dodged. With one hand in front and the other behind, he simultaneously executed two different hand seals.

"Surprise Gate: Open, Autumn Wind and Fallen Leaves!"

"Kill!"

As the hand seals took shape, Mo Li's figure instantly vanished from the spot.

At the same moment, a chilly breeze swept across the arena, and leaves began to drift down, one by one. Each leaf contained astonishing sword energy and a lethal aura.

The autumn wind and falling leaves transformed into blades, enveloping both the sea beast and the disciple from the Sea Sedation Sect. The tide of battle had once again turned!

"Is that it?"

"Mere sword energy? Break!"

The Sea Sedation Sect disciple sneered disdainfully, his trident dancing wildly to swat away the leaves infused with sword energy. His powerful strikes kept him from falling behind, even against the relentless onslaught of the leaves.

What he hadn't anticipated was that, despite their low power, the leaves seemed endless, coming in an unceasing barrage. Most troubling was that he could not sense his opponent's presence at all.

That person had vanished!

"Show yourself! Come out and fight me face-to-face!"

The Sea Sedation Sect disciple continued attacking the falling leaves while launching area-wide strikes, hoping to force his opponent out of hiding. In past battles, this tactic had successfully revealed many foes skilled in stealth.

This time, however, he had miscalculated. Mo Li's presence seemed to have vanished entirely--there were no traces, no aura, not even a hint of his whereabouts.

"Where did that Celestial Mechanic Art user go? Did he really disappear?"

"Invisibility techniques aren't hard to counter. The Sea Sedation Sect excels at wide-area attacks; an invisible opponent would've been forced out by now."

"Celestial Mechanic Art is complex, and Qimen Dunjia excels at using the environment. He might be hiding in an unexpected place."

"Alternatively, he might be using the Dunjia aspect of Qimen Dunjia, making him undetectable even by stronger opponents."

"Then how do we fight him? If he hides, no one can win!"

"Not necessarily. The Temple of Destiny's prophecy technique can break Dunjia."

On the spectator stands, factions knowledgeable about divination began analyzing the situation, mentioning the Fate Temple, one of the Temple of Destiny.

This answer, however, did not satisfy the surrounding people. The Temple of Destiny, though esteemed, ranked just below the upper seven clans, and the Fate Temple was among the foremost. They didn't even participate in the preliminaries. Even if the opponent's secret technique could be unraveled, it wouldn't solve the immediate problem.

The various factions, clearly troubled by the difficulty of countering the Qimen Dunjia, were eager to learn the methods to break it. But the person questioned obviously did not know, or if they did, they weren't about to reveal it so easily.

"Is this supposed to be a textbook strategy demonstration?"

"Mo Li's playing hide-and-seek with Dunjia. Calling this a strategy? Shameless!"

Lanyan Royal School disciples on the sidelines scoffed at Mo Li's tactics.

Meanwhile, on stage, the Sea Sedation Sect disciple, running low on energy, prepared to unleash his ultimate move.