Chapter 827: The Final Battle At Tianxuan Cliff 9

The white nebulous fog surrounding them was pervasive. Despite holding hands, the couple could no longer see each other's face!

"The mist is getting heavier. It has grown thicker by three times, at the very least."

Yun Yang spat some sand out and said, "They're obviously reinforcing the formations to turn the fog dense. Looking at it... maybe the whole Tianxuan Cliff is already engulfed in the vicinity of the inducement formation!"

Ji Lingxi was covered head to toe in dust and grime as well. It was almost indiscernible that she was wearing a white gown. The girl spoke with dissatisfaction, "This Mr. Nian is also considered a significant figure in the martial world, a fighter of his time, but why is he using such an uncouth tactic? It's upsetting!"

"How can a martial world's final battle be like this?!" Ji Lingxi was disdainful.

Yun Yang smiled and replied to her, "Your argument is completely incorrect. In fact, what Mr. Nian did is how a true martial artist should be - doing whatever he can to achieve his goal without caring for the reputation that'll be passed around and countering his enemy with the sole wish of winning. Those martial warriors who obeyed their principles and the rules... It's impossible for them to survive in such an environment."

"Why didn't you think that if it weren't for our illogical tricks, my incomparable, cutting Divine Edge and your domineering guarding red light, why'd they use such a tactic? Isn't it easier to besiege and kill us straightaway?"

"You think that just because we see through their plan and they'd change their strategy due to shame or lack of confidence? This is actually the naïve thought of illiterates who've never been through life and death combat. It's not even funny."

"Even if it were a scholar, as long as they've gone onto the battlefield, they'll never think of the situation in this manner."

Yun Yang stared at Ji Lingxi and said, "Lingxi, maybe we won't be sticking together for some time in the future. What happened today, you must remember this small experience. You mustn't forget it."

"Remember, this is the martial world!"

Ji Lingxi stared back at him in confusion.

"You... knew that they wouldn't change their mind but you played along with me to reveal their plot... It's actually to let me understand this fact, isn't it?"

Raising his arm, Yun Yang's Divine Edge hacked an incoming rock that was hauled over as he answered with a smile, "It's not only this, I have other intentions as well. However, I need you to remember something by heart - in the martial world, before life and death, everyone can cast their concern for anything and everything aside!"

"Martial artists who've gone to this level have crossed the river of life and death far too many times, they've stepped over to the other side and back on countless occasions. Once their very worth is on the line, they'll no longer care for the so-called martial world rules, their reputation and honor. Before their fundamental gain, none of these were worthy of mention. If you ever meet someone who's concerned for this and that before a life and death juncture one day... remember, this person must have a deeper sense of agenda. Stay away from them as much as you can! It's trouble to be either friends or foes with such a person!"

"It's never been simple to set foot and survive in the martial world. However, to be able to build a career for yourself and secure it in such an environment is a harder task."

Ji Lingxi gazed at Yun Yang fondly for a long time before she spoke gently, "I'll remember it. I won't forget forever."

'He's worrying that I'll be cheated if he's not with me one day...'

Thinking of it, a sweet warmth enveloped Ji Lingxi despite her still being in a hazardous combat situation. She was totally smitten with romance for a moment, losing herself in it. Love-struck, the storming rocks and flying gravel around her seemed to have turned adorable as well.

So what if her pristine white gown was stained? She was fighting alongside her love currently without the interruption of a third party. She was content.

The battle went on, dry, but incredibly perilous.

The thunderous booms rang for three full days, resonating to the ears as if the earth was shattering and the land was collapsing at every moment. Camped a hundred miles away, Fu Baoguo and the army felt the quake under their feet; their hearts trembled alongside the noises and vibrations. They were already so far away, thus they only suffered from the remaining ripples, but with their cultivation base, they still felt the quaking of their feet. What powerful collisions must Supreme Cloud and others who were combating be feeling?

What was more frightening was the question that begged to be asked; how could a battle go on for so long? It had already been three days, but there was no sign of stopping - there was not even a pause! It was as if those who were fighting needed no rest at all.

"Martial experts they are, mythical legends. This endurance alone is more than enough to change our minds."

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In Tianxuan Cliff, Yun Yang was visibly huffing with fatigue while Mr. Nian and group were equally tired out. The twenty experts of Four Seasons Tower remaining were all drenched in sweat and lacking energy, Mr. Nian included.

It was apparent that both Yun Yang and Ji Lingxi's resilience levels had far exceeded Mr. Nian and men's expectations.

"Hah... Hah.... Hah..." The Winter Bearer breathed laboriously, almost like he was going to puff out his very organs. Popped blood vessels and pulsing veins wormed across his face and mystical Qi was dripping off him in a disorderly form.

"If this goes on... before Supreme Cloud is killed by us, we'll be the ones dying first... At least, I feel like I can't go on anymore. Now... it's like my heart... is going to jump out of my mouth at any time. My cultivation method is crumbling - If I don't suppress it and readjust, I'll die anytime now with my Qi and spirit dissipating into nothing..."

The others wheezed with their tongues out and nodded vehemently without being able to speak even a single word.

It wasn't only them. Mr. Nian was also immensely drained, almost unable to speak.

"Who's grouped to attack... now?"

"It's... It's Summer and Autumn pushing on... Hah... Hah... But they probably won't be able to hold out for long - the brothers are exhausted... Maintaining such long-term extreme depletion - hah - hah... No one can withstand it."

"Supreme Cloud must be worse for wear!"

Mr. Nian panted. "We have more people than them. We get to catch our breath occasionally. Both of them didn't have any chance to rest since the start! Even if they're made of steel, they should be crumbling by now."

"So... we're not contesting our determination. Whoever perseveres to the end is the winner!"

Mr. Nian's breathing gradually stabilized. His gaze was sharp.

"I don't believe that Supreme Cloud can last longer than so many of us!"