The originally approaching vital energy, in the very moment that this palm pressed down, vanished completely as if snow white and spring.
Not only that, Wu Su was startled to find that her own body had also become motionless, and a trace of despair rose in her heart.
And at the same time when she had this thought, her mind became stagnant, and the surrounding world was covered by a somber blue color in an instant.
Flowing wind, moving shadow, projected light——Following that layer of eerie blue light spreading out, almost all "matter" and "energy" covered by this ray of light were hit with the "pause" button.
This included Han Shengxuan and the other two who were about to launch an attack as well.
Whether it's the red strands of silk, the purple thunderbolts, or the condensed fists that have taken on a tangible form, they all maintain their forward momentum, only a few inches away from Wu Su.
Yet this mere half a foot seemed to separate them by eons, no matter how fervently they pursued, it was beyond their reach.
"Thank goodness, it seems I haven't been too late..."
The sound of a voice, filled with laughter, echoed out, which seemed particularly jarring in this silent world.
Beside Wu Su, in blue robes, Wu Xian loosened his hand from her shoulder and looked at the three figures on the other side, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Then, he raised his left hand slightly, turning it in the air as if to pluck at something.
In the next instant, it appeared as though a huge nine-palaces-and-square diagram appeared under his feet, covering an area of nearly a kilometer square. And with the movement of Wu Xian's hand, it slowly rotated.
Eight strange skills——Fenghou Qimen!
As the only eight strange skills in the original work that clearly specifies a method of advancement, the entry requirements for [Fenghou Qimen] are currently the most difficult.
Although having the qualification to become a sorcerer is secondary, the true key is that the practitioner must resist the temptation of being able to control the changes of the universe and become its master.
Otherwise, if the person loses control of their thoughts, they might go mad, and in the worst-case scenario, they could actually die, succumbing to the inner visionary phantasms.
Oddly enough, this weakness is also a key aspect of Fenghou Qimen, and even the main deity version cannot completely eliminate it. Therefore, Wu Xian, having obtained the secret manual of [Fenghou Qimen], has never trained in it.
Only until a few weeks ago, after Wu Xian's spiritual force broke through to the level of a planet, did he begin to try it, eventually breaking through the inner visionary phantasms with his incredible spiritual force and gradually mastering this unique secret art.
In the context of the sole world, the real use of Fenghou Qimen is not to expand its range, but rather to contract inwards, establishing a central palace within oneself. This allows one to control the changes of 72 natural elements using innate qi and turn oneself into everything that is nourished and nurtured by nature.
Once the changes of the 72 elements are completely subservient and the mastery is achieved to follow one's heart, that is when one truly attains "overshadowing the changes of the cosmos, transforming oneself into a king among elements."
Unfortunately, as it is only a preliminary grasp, Wu Xian cannot do this for the time being and can only utilize the surface abilities of Fenghou Qimen.
That is, to start the Qimen array at any time and place, manipulate the four arrays, achieving "I am the position I am the auspiciousness I am the misfortune", and even use the chaotic gold hammer technique to freeze temporal and spatial changes within a certain range.
Of course, there are side effects; that is, the human body cannot withstand the impact of the rapid switching of seasons. Only by mastering the advanced method can one be exempt from this.
Fortunately, this is not a problem for Wu Xian. His physical strength has long exceeded the concept of a normal person. Although he may not have reached the level of a celestial being in terms of physical body, as long as it is not sustained for a long time, the slight changes in the seasons cannot harm him.
Back to the main topic.
As Wu Xian's hand stopped rotating, the nine palaces and eight diagrams under his feet reformed once more. However, the auspicious and inauspicious positions within it had undergone a transformation that was like turning the world upside down.
Wu Xian and Wu Su are auspicious, while Han Shengxuan and the other three are inauspicious.
With a slight smile, Wu Xian undid the chaotic gold hammer technique, returning the space to its flowing state.
The other four present experienced a flash of dizziness, and then, aside from Wu Su, the other three all displayed expressions of disbelief.
Among them, Han Shengxuan's front was shrouded by countless palms, directly targeting his vital organs.
The grandpa's eyes were filled with scarlet threads, like knives to slit him into a thousand pieces.
The mysterious martial artist collided head-on with the thunderous array, and before he could react, he was engulfed by the rampaging lightning.
Bang———————————————————————!
A roar echoed in the sky as Han Shengxuan and the dignified elder staggered backward, tumbling through the air. The former's headpiece was flung aside, his long hair cascaded loose, his chest torn open revealing a distinct imprint of a punch.
The latter was not faring any better; his body was marked with numerous bloodstains, and more than half of his original blue robes had turned red.
As for that martial arts expert...he had been blasted into nothingness by the thunderous array, and was long dead.
What is going on? Why am I the one being attacked?
The two looked at each other and both saw expressions of surprise and shock on each other's faces.
There are indeed similar techniques in the martial arts world, such as borrowing power to strike force, and transforming flowers and branches. However, the feeling they experienced just now was not like that at all. It felt more like directly changing spatial positioning, transforming the target of the attack into them.
Could this be done by martial arts? Or was there a high-ranking martial artist who had just intervened?
As the two were in doubt, the smoke and dust in front began to dissipate, revealing the scene within.
Good news: Wu Su is still there.
Bad news: There's one more person in there.
"You are... Sword Demon Wu Xian?!"
As an important official in the inner court, Han Shengxuan naturally had a good understanding of things. He had seen Wu Xian's portrait long ago, so he quickly recognized him.
Remembering the description of this man's strength from the intelligence, a drop of sweat formed on the catman's forehead.
A martial artist who could match Wang Xianzhi... Such a powerful figure had come to the city of Taian, and yet no one knew about it.
Moreover, why did this person save Wu Su, according to the rumors, he had personally destroyed Wu Family's Sword Tomb. The two should have a grudge against each other, so what is going on now?
Upon hearing this, Wu Xian simply smiled faintly and then looked at Han Shengxuan, who was on high alert, and said, "I've heard you're good at using Jixuan to kill celestial phenomena?"
With that said, Wu Xian's figure flashed, and he raised an ordinary-looking fist to strike down towards Han Shengxuan's chest.
A large number of scarlet threads flew out from Han Shengxuan's sleeves, then turned into dust and dispersed. At the same time, Han Shengxuan's body also turned into dust and dissipated.
The first world-class Jixuan master, a formidable strength in the realm below celestial deities, couldn't even block one punch before being destroyed into dust. This would be hard to believe if not witnessed by the eyes.
Not far away, the dignified elder who had witnessed the entire scene turned pale with fear. Without thinking, he turned and ran, flying out twenty miles in a breath, and in no time at all, he was about to escape outside the palace gates.
Who would have thought that a giant hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing the elder's face.
The five fingers tightened like a steel cuff, crackling and snapping, accompanied by the sound of bone breaking. At the same time, a brilliant blue light spread out and invaded his soul and consciousness.
"Liü Song, isn't it? Your thunder technique is quite good. Now, it's mine."
