The storm hit, and huge hailstones poured towards Mu Hanyan like dense raindrops.
"Kara!" The most terrifying thing was that there was a flash of lightning mixed in, as if it pierced through the sky and the earth.
The crowd in the audience changed color again. This time, Guan Qingyun's divine power had reached the realm of a tenth-order Divine Heart Priest, and the invisible aura suppression was more than ten times stronger than before. Clearly, this was not his own power, but the power of the Nether Spring Seven Star Sword.
The Guan family's ancestral sword is indeed extraordinary.
Although the combat power of the tenth-level Divine Heart Priest is still enough to threaten Mu Hanyan, the result is completely different when coupled with the ten times stronger aura suppression.
Under such suppression, it would be good enough for Mu Hanyan to exert half of her strength. How could she possibly withstand the power of the divine arts comparable to that of a tenth-level Divine Heart Priest?
Gao Weihu stared at the stage intently, his thick eyebrows raised, and he gripped the giant hammer. If Mu Hanyan was truly in danger, he would do his utmost to save her, even if it meant risking his own life.
Mu Hanyan, however, remained calm. Guan Qingyun had clearly not guessed that the Qiankun Life and Death Seal's Qi suppression was ineffective against him. He had assumed that he was too strong, or that the Qiankun Life and Death Seal's power hadn't been fully unleashed, and that if he simply increased its power, he could defeat him. Unfortunately, he was mistaken. He also had a broken seal in his hand, and even if he unleashed the Qi suppression of that broken seal to its full potential, it would still be impossible to defeat him.
Of course, it’s better if he doesn’t know. If he knew, he probably wouldn’t even have the courage to take action, so how could I have the chance to do it?
Should we take action now? Mu Hanyan glanced at Guan Xiujin and others in the stands, then at the people below, but ultimately gave up the idea.
Although Guan Qingyun's Ice Sealing Technique was quite impressive, it still couldn't block the sight and thoughts of so many masters. In front of everyone, even if she snatched the Qiankun Life and Death Seal, she would most likely have to give it back. After all, this was a competition, and there were no spoils of war. If it were in the wilderness, killing people and stealing treasures would be fine.
Furthermore, the whereabouts of the remaining three fragments of the seal were unknown. If he snatched the one in Guan Qingyun's hands, the Guan family would be desperate and spread the news. Who knows how big a commotion it would cause. By then, not to mention snatching the other three fragments, it would be difficult to keep the one in his hands. After all, she still had to go to Lesser Divine Heaven. Although her strength was already invincible in the Five Great Temples, she could move sideways or vertically, but Lesser Divine Heaven was full of powerful people, so she couldn't show off too much for the time being.
"Mu Hanyan, it's not too late to bow your head now. If you don't know what's good for you, you won't even have the chance to regret it. This move of mine, let alone you being a mere tenth-rank Divine Heart Priest, even if you are..." Guan Qingyun shouted with a grim smile.
This time, he truly had no sympathy for her. With the exception of his last remaining secret weapon, he unleashed every ounce of his strength to its limit, leaving Mu Hanyan severely injured, if not dead. Of course, Young Master Guan, always a refined and elegant gentleman, would not lose his composure. At a time like this, he had to give Mu Hanyan a chance to repent. If she still didn't appreciate it, then he couldn't blame her.
"Stars fall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and swung the sword again.
The burning spear of fire shot towards Guan Qingyun again.
"Ga!" Guan Qingyun's words stopped abruptly, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and he could no longer speak.
How could it be possible? This time, the Qiankun Life and Death Seal's aura suppression increased by more than tenfold. No matter how strong Mu Hanyan was, there was no way she could withstand it. Coupled with the divine power he forcibly raised to the realm of the tenth-order Divine Heart Priest, not to mention Mu Hanyan alone, even if there were two or three of them, they would have no power to fight back. But she actually attacked again, and the power of the fire spear was not diminished at all.
Guan Qingyun stared with his eyes wide open, his mind confused for a moment.
The fire spear was covered with raging flames, and huge hailstones as dense as raindrops shattered one after another. In just a blink of an eye, the fire spear was right in front of them.
Guan Qingyun finally woke up, his face turned pale with fear, and he almost turned around and jumped off the ring.
Fortunately, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered the significance of this competition. This competition would not only determine the fate of the Right Priest, but also the whereabouts of the Five-Colored Soul Orbs and the Liu family's artifacts. His father's earnest expectations of him and his promise to Liu Taian were at stake. If he jumped, everything would be over.
There was still one last trump card that hadn't been used, so he couldn't give up like this. Guan Qingyun made up his mind, blocking his way with his sword again, and casting a huge ice shield.
"Boom!" The ice shield shattered, and the fire spear turned into a ball of fire, which exploded violently again with Guan Qingyun as the center, and then rose up.
After a moment, the smoke dissipated and Guan Qingyun's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.
The once handsome and elegant young master of the Guan family was now in tattered clothes, with only a few rags hanging from his body, barely covering his vital parts. He looked as miserable as a beggar. Not only was his face covered with tiny bloodstains, but even his body was pierced by tiny ice crystals, leaving it covered in bright red, like a boiled prawn.
What's worse is that most of his hair was burned by the flames. If it was all burned, it would be fine, at least it would be shiny and bright, but only half of it was burned. The remaining half was like dry grass after a wildfire, hanging on his head with fluffy hair and emitting wisps of green smoke.
But this time, Guan Qingyun did not scream or howl like a ghost, but had a dull look and looked confused: How is it possible that such a powerful artifact cannot control her!
The people in the audience were also stunned, but soon they came to their senses and cheered.
At this point, they finally understood Guan Xiujin's intention in arranging Guan Qingyun's participation in the competition, and also understood the purpose of making things difficult for Mu Hanyan. It was all to help his beloved son ascend to the position of Right Priest. Even Kong Ren, Gao Weilong and others were just his pawns, stepping stones for Guan Qingyun to ascend to the throne.
Unfortunately, even if all the rules and the draw were against Mu Hanyan, even if Kong Ren, Gao Weilong and others acted as stepping stones, even if Guan Qingyun's sword was in hand, what could he do? He was still no match for Mu Hanyan.
High up in the stands, the high priests, led by Guan Xiujin, had a gloomy look on their faces. They hadn't expected Mu Hanyan to be so formidable, and yet they couldn't even handle him. It seemed that even with the divine sword in hand, Guan Qingyun couldn't force Mu Hanyan to hand over the Five-Colored Soul Orb. He had no choice but to relinquish the position of Right Priest. What should he do next?
Guan Xiujin himself, though looking stern, was not overly worried. He still had one final trump card. Once it was deployed, Mu Hanyan would no longer have the chance to act arrogantly!
"The Guan family's ancestral sword, the Youquan Seven-Star Sword, is not simple. It is indeed not simple." Mu Hanyan said sarcastically.
The cheers of the crowd and Mu Hanyan's ridicule dragged Guan Qingyun back to reality from his daze. He stared at Mu Hanyan with a look of grief and anger.
He has been spoiled since he was a child. He was sent to Xiaoshentian by his father, and then he was noticed by Dou Nanshan and accepted as a disciple. He has been smooth sailing for more than 20 years and is regarded as a child of destiny by all those who know his background. He has never suffered any setbacks until he met Mu Hanyan.
All his pride and self-esteem were trampled to pieces by Mu Hanyan. He thought that today would be the day for him to hold his head high and avenge his past shame to regain his dignity, but he did not expect that he would still suffer setbacks again and again.
No, he is not willing to accept it, absolutely not!
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