I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1388 - Chapter 1388 Chapter Six Hundred Seventy-Nine Two People

Chapter 1388: Chapter Six Hundred Seventy-Nine: Two People Chapter 1388: Chapter Six Hundred Seventy-Nine: Two People Removing the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, Yun Ji solemnly held it out towards Yun Xiu.

This was the inheritance that would represent the authority of the Yun Clan Head, as well as the measure of the Hawk Faction that preferred the capable and disdained the mediocre.

Since Yun Xiu had awakened her Charming Bloodline, the entire Yun Clan had placed infinite hopes on this Miss of the main family.

The Tier Two bloodline, ordained by the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou, should not contain any impurities.

Because ranked alongside it were the top-tier Bloodline Powers like that of the Earth Spirit, the Bone Demon, and the Phoenix Blood, which were so dominant that their awakening alone was destined to overpower all others.

But sometimes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment; due to the lack of researchers in Bloodline Powers, no one knew the correct way to use the Charming Eyes. Combined with Yun Xiu’s aversion to the Charming Eyes, resentful gossip became unavoidable.

Some even speculated a great deal about Yun Xiu’s gender, as it was difficult to rationally explain why the Tier Two Charming Eyes appeared so frail and thus attributed the result to external factors.

If the eldest young master had awakened his Bloodline Power, it would indeed have been possible to unleash the strength of a Tier Two Bloodline and lead the Yun Clan to a resurgence.

During that period, similar idle talk was rampant in Longyuan, which contained definite praise for Yun Ji’s incredible efforts, but also an abundance of prejudice against female martial artists.

The only one who believed in Yun Xiu at that time was Yun Ji.

Of course, this wasn’t because his insight was outstandingly sharp, but rather, on the occasion of Yun Xiu’s first birthday, there was the ever-changing Mandrake Flower and the divination by the Taoist priest.

However, this certainty became harder to maintain as time slowly passed.

It wasn’t until today, when he saw Yun Xiu break through her realm and manifest an unprecedented quadruple divine soul, that he made up his mind.

In the battle at Chaochang, his face-off against An Yuanxi clarified the gap between himself and the geniuses of the sacred land.

That all-encompassing overpowering strength also made him understand that no matter how hard he trained, he could never lead the Yun Clan to revenge.

The greatest helplessness of a superior lies in the fact that even if one doesn’t have a shred of confidence, they cannot show it.

Because behind them stand countless people depending on them; if they falter, those below will be thrown into chaos.

Therefore, he had to put on a brave front as if the defeat in that battle hadn’t affected him at all.

He had to seemingly exile Yun Xiu, acting as if the rise of the Yun Clan never needed her strength.

But today, he finally saw that sliver of hope amidst the endless dark clouds.

This hope was brought by Yun Xiu, which reassured him, and made him willing to hand over the position of the Clan Head.

What was unexpected, though, was that the offered Divine Artifact and power had still not been claimed.

After the initial shock, Yun Xiu did not take advantage of the moment to receive the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul offered by her elder brother Yun Ji, but instead stepped back several meters with evident difficulty.

Though she offered no verbal response, her refusal was clearly apparent, leaving Yun Ji puzzled, “Why?”

Being of the same main family bloodline, he naturally understood his sister, so he could not understand what made her reject this responsibility.

“Because Xiu’er is not alone now.”

Yun Xiu forced herself not to look at her brother’s slightly angry eyes, nodded with her head bowed yet resolutely said, “Such major matters require consultation with my husband’s family before any decision can be made.”

“Is it because of that?”

Yun Ji’s hands involuntarily clenched, his tone involuntarily rising, “Hmph, then consult. I believe your husband will not refuse!”

“Thank you for your indulgence, elder brother.”

“”

“Don’t be in a rush to thank me.”

Yun Ji tossed the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul to Yun Xiu and faintly said, “Quickly leave Longyuan, and as for the answer, it can wait until Longyuan returns to the land.”

…

In the midst of Diancang Mountain

The chaotic battle remained deadlocked, with continuous Spirit Arts from both sides filling the space with the reverberations of Spiritual Power clashes.

In the very center of the storm, Tang Luo grew increasingly agitated because Yun Xiu had already been in the Minor Spiritual Realm for quite some time.

Given Yun Xiu’s familiarity with the Spirit Realm of Longyuan, she should have finished the exploration by now, yet the Spirit Realm Gate remained motionless.

Although he knew that with her current cultivation level, coupled with the Divine Artifact Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, it was difficult for her to encounter danger, he couldn’t stop his worry and restlessness for no apparent reason.

‘Opportunity.’

Seizing the moment when Tang Luo was distracted, the Fire Department Town Governor believed he had caught a great opportunity in battle.

Channeling Spiritual Power into his right palm, he darted forward, embedding a top-level Spirit Art of the Mysterious State viciously into the unprotected back of the giant who had lost his divine armor.

The twice-transmuted Spiritual Power poured in fiercely but failed to penetrate through; the Town Governor’s face changed slightly as he tried to withdraw but was blocked momentarily by the phantoms of a dragon and a Mysterious Snake.

The silver giant, with a trace of anger, twisted around, and his howling palms caused the soul to lament incessantly. The Garrison Commander, accustomed to the giant’s leisurely pace, found himself somewhat caught off guard by the sudden change in speed.

Rushing to react, he still couldn’t completely avoid the palm’s force; the protective technique he barely raised was ineffective against the strength that bred yin from extreme yang. At the critical moment, he had to rapidly retreat, crossing his arms in front of himself to brace for half of the palm’s impact.

“Crack, boom!”

The struck Garrison Commander flew through the sound barrier, a white streak collided into the mountain, further complicating the already stable situation.

The several other Town Governors under King Patrol wanted to disengage, while the forces from Chengzhou clung on relentlessly. The warriors from the Martial Ancestor-strong level, who were previously casting Spirit Arts from the rear, now donned their armor and charged into battle.

Regaining his senses, Tang Luo realized he had been distracted and, subconsciously forgetting to hide his true strength, had upset the balance.

Of course, the balance wasn’t completely disrupted. Although one Town Governor from the side of King Patrol was gone, in terms of overall strength, the warriors of Chengzhou were still no match for the elite forces led by the Dutian Heavenly King’s Hawk Faction.

After all, Chengzhou was just one part of Longzhou, whereas King Patrol’s Recruitment Order had spread across the entirety of Xiehe.

Such elite forces, had they been easily scattered by a family from a single part of a state, the Dutian Heavenly King could have just disbanded them on the spot.

One Xuanji Jade after another lit up as warriors from both Chengzhou and King Patrol began to sustain injuries and withdraw from the battlefield.

As the fight grew more chaotic, Tang Luo did not pursue his advantage but instead retracted his staff, dissipated his giant battle form into a streak of light, and darted towards the Spirit Realm Gate.

That fleeing streak was both swift and fast, breezing through several miles effortlessly, and he was about to reach the Spirit Realm Gate. Suddenly, he stopped short.

At the same moment Tang Luo halted, a tiger’s roar and a flash of saber light split the earth before him.

Turning his head, he saw Ning Bufu’s opponent had vanished. The fierce tiger of Chengzhou was now crossing the chaotic battlefield, his eyes fixed intently on himself.

“Well, it seems I can’t get past the Spirit Realm Gate without a fight.”

Tang Luo slung his staff on his shoulder and, looking up, addressed Ning Bufu, “Hey, Ning the Tiger, if I defeat you, can I go in then?”

“Prepare for a combined attack!”

Responding to Tang Luo was a flame-red streak. Ning Bufu spoke with a heavy voice, “The Spirit Realm of Longyuan is a refuge for all the tribes of Chengzhou. I will not let anyone through!”