Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1263 - 126: Battling an Old Friend, Severing Bonds and Feelings (Part 2)

Situ Yi flicked his sleeve, extending a finger to point at the forehead of the black-robed painter: "It was you, Yan Qi, who forced me! If only given a hundred more years, I wouldn’t be so desperate. It’s you, Yan Qi, seeking peace of mind, who instead sacrificed thousands of lives!"

"Bullshit!" Yan Qi cursed vehemently, "You’ve embraced crooked ways only to accuse the righteous path, knowing no shame, like you, is most contemptible!"

Situ Yi neither felt ashamed nor angry, instead burst into wild laughter. He knew his words were useless against Sky Extreme, but he delighted in being the best at poking wounds of others. Through his laughter, thin gray-white threads descended onto the roof and alleyway, and the Imperial Capital’s scenery ten years prior closed in on Yan Qi, as the illusion realm drifted carrying the gray fog of Spirit Prison Realm. Faint echoes of past laughter and disputes surfaced from all directions, tearing at the body of the black-robed painter.

Situ Yi was the strongest Spiritual Image Mage in the world, none understood Spiritual Image Skill better than he did. The core of Yan Qi’s Three-Life Seal was fear of the past, as the past Sky Extreme stood here. Yet people of the past could not escape memories and time, collaborating with Spirit Prison Realm to reconstruct the illusions of those years; as strong as Three-Life Seal was, it could not transcend!

Moments of past laughter and disputes flashed before him, Yan Qi regarded them coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a soft ink color dispersed. He placed the brush in the middle of the black ink, parting chaos into dense and thin and light and muddy. A black and a white fish swam out from the ink, linking head to tail into a rotating Taiji. That simple pattern seemed like the origin of all things, the source of all phenomena, instantly rendering the Imperial Capital illusion empty, all former matters submerged within the diagram. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Void Phase Creation, Liangyi Seal Taiji Diagram."

The two elements of yin and yang rotated along the image, transforming the battlefield as if into a desolate scene from ancient times, where only the Faceless God’s city still stood firm. The people outside the battlefield had become nearly dazed, all knowing Sky Extreme was powerful, yet none expected his strength to reach such a degree. With a painting that was almost a duplicate, he managed to unleash two Creation Realm Skills!

"Hey, did he just use ’Seven Consciousness Seal’?" Shiyu Ling’s eyes widened, "The city appeared after that, and the seal unveiled the Faceless God’s invisibility... Is that also a Creation Realm Skill? How many Creation Realm Skills does he have?!"

"Stop thinking about it, first smash the theater!" Gongsun Ce shouted, "We can’t help now, we must wait for Yan Qi to create an opening!"

He unleashed the Majestic Fury Seal completely, demolishing bright yellow towers amidst the pile driver’s roar. Shiyu Ling swallowed, and with weakened companions, worked tirelessly. Gongsun Ce was right; in their current state, they were unqualified to partake in such high-level conflicts. Were it not for Seviss and Will striving to maintain the Creation Realm, after their hard battles, they would’ve already been corroded by the pinnacle powers of the Creation Realm, reduced to puppets.

Yan Qi’s displayed strength was indeed formidable, yet Situ Yi seemed to manage effortlessly even now. His illusion realm was shattered by the Taiji, and simultaneously, the aerial battle ABOVE was reaching a resolution; the roc bird lamented as it plunged toward the earth, and within the haunting mass of ghosts, countless pale hands extended, ready to feast upon the bird no longer free!

"Taiji enters the world, conjoin the Emperor, sweep demons, expel devils, perceiving the formless."

Yan Qi raised a finger, the black-white Taiji diagram swept across the crowd, ascending into the sky, merging into the roc’s body. The inky beast’s form transformed, its wings rapidly folded, claws elongating into legs, the bird’s head morphing in a blink into a human head with disheveled hair. He grasped a piece of dense ink, forming armor and cloak, drawing out a thread of clear energy, forging a seven-foot treasured sword, which upon a single swipe sent demons flying and erased the monstrous tide.

"God Fusion Order, True Martial descends!"

The Taiji Seal and Three-Life Seal powers fused through Secret Technique, incarnating into the Emperor Zhenwu who sweeps demons and hunts devils. All illusions fabricated by Situ Yi vanished under the mighty righteous aura, the thespian stood high atop a tower, ceaselessly laughing at this scene: "Haha! Again it’s General Zhenwu teaching the clay puppets, you Yan Qi always mocked him as pedantic, yet didn’t expect today you’d become the pedant!"

"Indeed, truly unpredictable matters." Yan Qi responded coldly, "Yet I didn’t expect that this swordsmanship to eliminate demons and demons, could cut off your head with just one slash!"

The body of Emperor Zhenwu swelled with the wind, in an instant becoming a thousand-meter giant reaching to the clouds. He roared swinging the obsidian longsword, resembling a god above the Nine Heavens, wielding divine weapons forged from thunder and clouds. Situ Yi stood solitary at the top level of the yellow high tower, his hands tucked inside his large sleeves. The wind was so strong it almost toppled the tall, thin figure, he looked up at the demon-clearing Heavenly Venerate, his face remaining composed like a white sheet of paper.

"Brave in battle, deserving of fame, Yan Qi should be first." Situ Yi slowly said.

Yan Qi’s heart suddenly clenched, the red dust illusion realm had long been broken, yet he couldn’t help but recall the bygone past.

It was over ten years ago, when they were neither Faceless God nor Sky Extreme, merely two scholars in the Imperial Academy. On that day, an influential figure from Yiji Hall was suddenly in the mood, asking Zhang who among this batch of students was the best. Qin Ming happened to overhear this news, then encouraged the youthful and vigorous to compete together. But Qin Ming himself did not participate; then being a fool who studied half-heartedly and had only achieved clarity, even students knew not to get involved, as those familiar with their own capabilities realized they couldn’t ascend the stage. So after a tumultuous negotiation, even-tempered Liu Zhongwu became the judge, and he engaged in a bout with Situ Yi.

That day, the sun was fiercely hot, the birds and cicadas on the trees didn’t cease their endless calls, the proud youths were driven by the thought of comparing strengths, controlling paper figures and ink beasts in combat, waging war with threads and paper and pen. One moment paper soldiers enshrouded the wolf’s movement, the next, the wolf beasts changed formations and drew the shadow soldiers into an eye trap. Impermanence Law Enforcer battles were often like that, a chunk of power kneaded like clay in both hands, in the eyes of outsiders appearing as a tacit game. Ultimately, he used the God Fusion Order taught by Zhang; it was something Situ Yi had not yet mastered. The white-faced scholar fiddled with threads for a long time, unable to control or shift them, helplessly spreading his hands, saying this method truly is exquisite beyond my understanding, Yan Qi should be first.