Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 331: Appeared on March 30

Chapter 331: Appeared on March 30

"There’s no more time..." members of the Dragon Group lamented, seeing that an hour was about to pass without Ye Qiu’s appearance, fearing that he might really have been cast into the void.

"Could it be that the heavens are jealous of our Dragon Group and have snatched away a master from us?" another member of the Dragon Group remarked with a sigh.

Having his True Qi drained, Sun Ziyan regained a trace of it. Though it wasn’t even one layer, he wasn’t as exhausted as before, when he was nearly unable to move.

He glanced around at the many faces showing signs of disappointment and sadness, and scoffed, "Still expecting him to show up? Tsk, tsk... Unfortunately, Ye Qiu might already have entered the endless cosmic void by now."

At that moment, the gazes of the top three predators shifted from the Twelve Heavenly Gang Formation to Sun Ziyan.

Because Sun Ziyan’s strength was now sufficient to threaten them. If Ye Qiu hadn’t challenged him proactively and gotten cast into the void, it could have been one of them instead.

"Next, he’s likely going to challenge me," Lei Ting Feng Jian said.

"Do you have a way to counter his martial arts?" Luo Tie asked, their biggest concern still being Sun Ziyan’s Void-Breaking Fist.

Lei Ting Feng Jian shook his head, "Breaking the void is beyond me. But if possible, I will not give him the chance to use that move."

"Speed!" Huangfu Jun suddenly interjected.

Luo Tie understood; it looked like once Sun Ziyan actively challenged Feng Jian, Feng Jian intended to make it a quick fight, not giving Sun Ziyan time to gather his momentum.

"This punch takes at least 0.01 second from start to finish, and I just need every move faster than this time. Even if his martial arts are formidable, I won’t fear," Feng Jian explained slowly. His meaning was clear: not to let Sun Ziyan employ the technique at all.

"It’s a pity Ye Qiu isn’t aware of the formidable power of Sun Ziyan’s fist technique; otherwise, he would have struck quickly too," Feng Jian said, feeling somewhat regretful for Ye Qiu.

"That guy indeed is not weak. If not for Sun Ziyan’s Void-Breaking Fist, he might even have made it to our level," Luo Tie commented.

With only the final five minutes of the hour remaining, it seemed increasingly unlikely for Ye Qiu to appear, causing murmurs to rise among the crowd.

At the Sun family’s side, Sun Yuan boasted proudly, "Beneath my Sun family’s Void-Breaking Fist, no one can stand. I’ve long said that even waiting any longer is a waste of time."

The old man’s cold gaze turned toward Sun Yuan, making him shiver and immediately shut his mouth. But his clansmen and some Martial Artists from the north were all looking at him and agreed with his words. However, just one look from the old man threw him off and made Sun Yuan feel he had lost face.

"Old man, this is a martial arts conference. The younger generation hasn’t finished their challenges. Do you also wish to throw your hat into the ring?" Sun Yuan felt he was completely unafraid of this elder standing up for Ye Qiu.

"I challenge you. Do you dare accept?" the old man asked calmly. He had been worried about Ye Qiu and seeing the time nearing its end while Ye Qiu still hadn’t appeared made him more irritable. Sun Yuan still gloating there was something he couldn’t tolerate.

"You..." Sun Yuan suddenly found himself at a loss for words. His martial arts talent was not as high as his son’s. In his earlier years, craving pleasure, his martial arts practice had declined, and his martial cultivation had made little progress. If not for being the sole legitimate eldest son of his family, he might not even have been able to become the Family Head, though, of course, being able to do so was also thanks to his son, Sun Ziyan’s genius potential.

"Challenge me? What qualifications do you have!" Sun Yuan retorted arrogantly, not having the courage to agree outright. After all, as the head of a martial arts family, he felt entitled to say those words.

"Heh, qualifications... If you dare not accept, then shut your mouth," the old man replied dispassionately, giving no face to Sun Yuan at all.

"You..." Sun Yuan was incensed, looking at the audacious old man, he truly wanted to go down there and teach him a severe lesson.

But this person daring to challenge him and repeatedly embarrassing him must have something to rely on. Sun Yuan felt he should not play into the other’s hands.

Sun Yuan turned his head and directly addressed the elders on stage, "The time is almost up, elders, please announce the results of the challenge."

Only three minutes remained.

Chen Yifeng, Jin Lao, and others nodded their heads.

"Since there are only three minutes left, let’s just wait it out," Sect Leader Qian Zhen said to the others, "The Twelve Heavenly Gang Formation is also about to cease enforcement soon, so perhaps a miracle could occur."

After some discussion, the several martial arts Sect Leaders decided to stick with the original plan and wait the full hour, no less.

Sun Yuan shrugged sheepishly but didn’t really mind. If Ye Qiu were going to appear, he would have by now. His comment was just intended to irritate the old man.

Ye Qiu sat cross-legged on the ground. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, having completely healed the injuries sustained from practicing the Colored Glaze Diamond Body. Finally, he was as good as new.

The clamor outside had already reached Ye Qiu’s ears. Though the storm continued to whirl, it felt like, without the support of the black hole, its spinning speed was also slowing down, and it would likely dissipate on its own before long.

Listening to the murmurs, Ye Qiu’s eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, greatly surprised, for he had heard Old Colorhead’s voice. Could he also have come?

Ye Qiu had caught every word of Old Colorhead’s and Sun Yuan’s conversation. It turned out he had come to defend him.

A touch of emotion stirred in Ye Qiu’s heart. His master was reluctant to engage with the martial arts world, even less to meet those from within it. That he would stand up and speak for him like this was all because of himself.

"Old Colorhead, you are too cool!" Ye Qiu praised with a smile, a pity that Old Colorhead could not hear Ye Qiu’s thoughts.

Immediately after, Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted. This battle had been delayed so long, and he had almost lost his life. It was time to end this challenge.

Sun Ziyan frowned slightly, not sure why, but he felt a dangerous sensation, as if he was being targeted, right there!

Sun Ziyan’s gaze shot towards the Twelve Heavenly Gang Formation. Ye Qiu wasn’t dead? This thought startled even himself.

Impossible, impossible!

Sun Ziyan quickly shook his head. His Void-Breaking Fist had torn a hole, enough to sweep Ye Qiu into it; he couldn’t still be here.

But the storm had not yet completely dissipated, and that dangerous feeling lingered in Sun Ziyan’s heart.

"Could it be that some eerie thing has emerged?" Sun Ziyan tensed up, ready to face a new threat, if it wasn’t Ye Qiu, then perhaps it was a consequence caused by his Void-Breaking Fist.

Whoosh!

The Twelve Heavenly Gang Formation disappeared.

Without the support of True Qi, it could only last for a while. Once the power faded, it dissolved on its own.

The spinning storm was still there, startling everyone into stepping back.

"No matter, the void has closed. Such a storm, drawn in from the cosmos, will stop now that it has lost its momentum," stated Daoist Qian Zhen, his words earning nods of agreement from the surrounding experts.

"Alright, time’s up, now I declare the outcome of the challenge."

An hour had passed, and Ye Qiu had still not appeared. Old Jin spoke up, ready to conclude this challenge match.

"Ye Qiu challenges Sun Ziyan, the victor is Sun Ziyan!"

Whoosh...

"Haha, I told you, my son can defeat any opponent," Sun Yuan laughed loudly, and the other members of the Sun family also showed smiles.

Hearing this outcome, Sun Ziyan did not relax; that dangerous feeling of being targeted had not yet vanished.

"Is it not a bit premature to declare his victory now, elder?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out again, reverberating through every corner.

A figure appeared, slowly walking out from the weakening storm, hair fluttering, his face wearing a smile, yet his eyes stared intently at Sun Ziyan.

Sun Ziyan’s gaze hardened!

It was Ye Qiu!

In an instant, this figure captured the attention of everyone present, and once it was clear that it was indeed Ye Qiu, cheers erupted.

"Thank goodness, he’s not dead!"