Ni.
Ni did not enter the city, but stood outside, shouting from afar.
Brilliant avenues converged overhead, as if about to crush Freedom City.
"Hmph."
A cold snort suddenly rang out.
It was not Yi Fu.
In the second thatched hut near the City Lord's dwelling, the person sitting before it opened his eyes.
Middle-aged, with a scruffy beard.
Yan Yao, unkempt, rose to his feet.
He resided in the second thatched hut.
"Boom."
The next moment, his figure shot up into the sky.
An aura beyond Supremacy, like a vast ocean tide, pressed down on Ni.
A frigid voice echoed through the heavens and earth: "What are the Twelve Palaces? How dare they run wild in Freedom City? Kill..."
Disdain, disregard.
A fierce killing intent descended.
"Boom."
Yi Fu's second disciple unleashed his attack.
His strike was a water dragon, vast and powerful.
The water dragon roared, swallowing Ni in a single gulp.
"Open."
The next moment, the water dragon exploded.
Ni burst forth.
His cold blade sharp and keen, the power of seven emotions surged into it, splitting the heavens and earth, and striking towards Di Long's head.
Hmph.
With a cold snort, an ice dragon materialized.
Ice crystals permeated the air, and with a 'bang,' it shattered the blade's light.
The power of seven emotions seeped into the ice dragon, spreading throughout Di Long's body.
Instantly, a crimson glow appeared in Di Long's eyes.
"Scram."
Di Long was peerlessly domineering.
The aura beyond Supremacy flowed, dispelling the power of seven emotions within him.
A strand of Imperial Qi circled Di Long's body, shattering the dissipating power of seven emotions.
"You..."
Ni's pupils contracted: "You've actually condensed an Imperial Qi?"
Beyond Supremacy is the Emperor.
Those who condense Imperial Qi have, in effect, knocked on the door of the Imperial Way.
Many have comprehended the aura beyond Supremacy, but few can condense Imperial Qi.
Less than one in ten.
Imperial Qi, a stepping stone.
Di Long had successfully knocked on the door of the Imperial Way.
"Kill."
Di Long had no intention of answering.
Imperial Qi flowed into his fist, and he punched out.
This punch was unavoidable.
"Boom."
The blocking cold blade was sent flying, emitting a sorrowful cry.
This blade had gained sentience.
Alas, it was not enough.
The Fist Dominates All landed upon Ni.
"Bang."
With just one punch.
A gaping hole, pierced from front to back, appeared in Ni's chest.
Too strong.
Yi Fu's second disciple, with overwhelming might, severely wounded Ni.
"Whoosh."
Ni turned and fled.
"Trying to leave?"
Di Long's killing intent surged.
Escaping from someone with Imperial Qi was not enough, even for a strong individual not skilled in speed.
Di Long raised his hand and pointed forward.
"Chí."
Imperial Qi actually flew out.
It arrived before Ni, blocking his path.
The Imperial Qi was like a dragon, seeking to bind Ni.
"Alas."
Suddenly, a sigh of helplessness echoed.
The moment the sigh spread, a dragon of Imperial Qi appeared, colliding with Di Long's dragon of the Imperial Way.
"Bang."
The two dragons of Imperial Qi clashed.
A vast area of annihilation appeared in the void.
A figure, white-haired and ancient, appeared before Ni, speaking calmly, "Fellow Daoist Di Long possesses exceptional talent, I never expected you to have taken this step. Wuqi congratulates you in advance."
The dragon of Imperial Qi returned, and killing intent filled Di Long's eyes.
A strong fighting spirit rose from Di Long: "Wuqi, very good... I haven't truly fought since comprehending the Qi of the Imperial Way, come... let us spar."
Wuqi smiled indifferently: "If fellow Daoist Di Long wishes to spar, I will naturally comply. However, before that, can Freedom City allow my people from the Twelve Palaces to depart?"
"Heh."
Di Long grinned: "If you want to take people from Freedom City, it depends on your capability. Come, I can hardly wait."
"Boom."
As his words fell, Di Long had already attacked.
Imperial Qi enveloped him, and he struck directly at Wuqi.
"..." Wuqi.
He wanted to say more, but Di Long gave him no opportunity.
Facing Di Long's offensive, Wuqi did not dare to be careless.
Imperial Qi reappeared on his body, colliding with Di Long's.
"Rumble."
Two experts who had comprehended a strand of Imperial Qi engaged in battle, their auras shaking heaven and earth.
Fortunately, both had intentionally distanced themselves from Freedom City, otherwise, the resulting chaos would have been immeasurable.
Ni turned to leave.
At this moment, another thatched hut stirred.
"Clang."
A sword came from the west.
"Leave."
A familiar voice echoed in Ni's mind.
Simultaneously, a voice appeared in the mind of the martial expert from the recently stirred thatched hut: "Return."
The thatched hut expert dared not disobey in the slightest and immediately withdrew his hand.
The moment he retracted his hand, the person before the first thatched hut vanished.
"Fire, come."
Celestial fire descended, covering all directions.
At the same time, where Ni had been, a figure appeared: "Chaos Reversal."
This person's fingers moved rapidly.
Instantly, the rules of this space were stirred.
The flames twisted and gradually dispersed into the heavens and earth.
However...
A figure cloaked in fiery red appeared.
Without further ado, he unleashed a punch.
Two strands of Imperial Qi roared like true dragons.
The newly appeared Palace Master of the Twelve Palaces furiously tapped his fingers.
"Crack crack crack."
The rules were continuously twisted, shredding towards the charging fiery red figure.
"Still not enough."
Boom.
A fiery fist tore through the air, shattering the twisted space, and appearing before the Twelve Palaces' expert: "Palace Master Ye, show me your full strength. Today, one of us will fall."
Palace Master Ye, a highly ranked expert among the Twelve Palaces.
He felt the pressure emanating from the fiery red figure and beckoned with his finger.
From the void, a pink silken thread emerged.
It was the rule of the Great Dao, slicing through space, slicing through the fiery red figure.
"Hahaha, this is more like it." The fiery red figure laughed.
She ignored the cutting marks that fell upon her.
Blood streamed from her body.
Yet, she broke through the blockade of the cutting marks and appeared before Palace Master Ye.
"Bang."
Palace Master Ye was sent flying backward.
The fiery red figure, having paid the price for a close-range punch, could not be avoided.
"Twelve Palaces' experts who haven't revealed themselves, continue to hide."
Palace Master Ye's expression was solemn. He had no intention of staying.
It wasn't that he couldn't save them, but that he was unable to.
At the same time, his voice rang out again: "To those who have revealed themselves, good luck."
There was no other choice; Freedom City's strength was too great.
Don't forget, there was still the sixth person in the Immortal Realm within the city.
Yi Fu, no one dared to provoke lightly.
Fortunately, legend had it that Yi Fu never left Freedom City. Otherwise, even if all the experts of the Twelve Palaces arrived, they would not dare to challenge Yi Fu if he were to leave the city.
The Sixth Person Under Heaven was not a title given lightly.
"Rumble."
The fiery red figure and Palace Master Ye fought fiercely.
...
And at this moment.
Many battles within the city were slowly drawing to a close.
In Freedom City, if Yi Fu wanted someone dead, no one could escape.
Because he was Yi Fu.
At the same time...
The powerful figures of various factions standing amidst the encirclement of thatched huts.
Previously arrogant Supremes, at this moment, collectively swallowed.
Whether it was Zhu Nantian, Tian Wen, or the brocade-robed youth, all did the same.
Were Supremes strong?
Was comprehending the aura beyond Supremacy strong?
Without condensing Imperial Qi, they were simply not worth mentioning.
Everyone slowly met each other's gazes, seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.