Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

Spatial barriers. Legend claimed that not even experts of the Spirit Transformation Realm could shatter them. If the two men had truly created one, wouldn’t that mean they would be exiled to the boundless universe for all eternity?

No wonder they were both stock-still. They had encountered the most terrifying fate imaginable.

The expressions of the onlooking Martial Artists were complicated as they stared at the pair.

Lin Hao and Young Master Moon’s cultivation levels far surpassed their own, and many of them didn’t want to see the two return.

Yet, for such peerless prodigies to be exiled to the boundless universe seemed far too great a waste.

Humans are, at times, such contradictory creatures.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, someone let out a soft gasp. Lin Hao and Young Master Moon had moved at almost the exact same moment.

However, their actions were completely different.

Young Master Moon was on the offensive. His body flickered through the void, each teleportation accompanied by a terrifying strike.

The Martial Artists seemed close to Young Master Moon, but in reality, they were a great distance away. As such, they couldn’t hear a single sound.

But with every strike Young Master Moon delivered, a section of space would inevitably collapse. It was an utterly terrifying sight.

"Gods, is he trying to shatter the spatial barrier with brute force?!" one Martial Artist exclaimed, utterly stunned by Young Master Moon’s actions.

Watching him, Yang Qingtian frowned for a moment before his expression relaxed.

"So that’s it," Yang Qingtian explained. "That isn’t a true spatial barrier. It’s a phenomenon unique to the Ancient Road. Countless prodigies and even Emperor Venerables have traversed this path, so the probability of a spatial barrier appearing is far, far higher than in the outside world. It would be more accurate to call it a confined space created by a past master of the martial path. It contains the evolution of their ’Dao.’ All of you, watch closely."

Yang Qingtian spoke, quite generously sharing the truth as he understood it.

The crowd of Martial Artists was taken aback for a moment, then their eyes began to shine with understanding.

A few quick-witted Martial Artists, skilled in the art of flattery, immediately offered their fawning gratitude to Yang Qingtian.

Unfortunately for them, Yang Qingtian’s eyes were gleaming as he stared intently at Lin Hao.

That was right. Yang Qingtian wasn’t looking at Young Master Moon, but at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao’s reaction was completely different from Young Master Moon’s.

Compared to Young Master Moon’s violent rampage, Lin Hao was remarkably still.

To be precise, after sitting down cross-legged in the void, Lin Hao hadn’t moved at all.

Despite this, Yang Qingtian’s gaze remained fixed on him.

Yang Qingtian could see through Young Master Moon, but he couldn’t see through Lin Hao. To him, Lin Hao was an enigma wrapped in countless mysteries.

In fact, Yang Qingtian’s extraordinarily powerful Spiritual Sense told him that if he could just unravel one or two of the mysteries surrounding Lin Hao, his own Dao would ascend to a higher level.

Because of this, the light in Yang Qingtian’s eyes grew even more brilliant. If one looked closely, they could see endless voids being annihilated and reborn within his gaze.

He was evolving his own Dao.

However, this evolution lasted only a moment before vanishing. Lin Hao’s inaction gave him nothing to work with.

Yang Qingtian’s brow furrowed, and a flicker of anger appeared in his eyes.

He was shocked to find that Lin Hao had suddenly looked up and smiled.

Yang Qingtian didn’t need to guess why.

Lin Hao had played him.

His fist twitched, about to clench shut, but then Yang Qingtian relaxed and smiled as well.

The stronger Lin Hao’s Spiritual Sense, the stronger his cultivation. That meant the eventual gains from fighting him would be that much greater.

As for the possibility of losing to Lin Hao, the thought had never even crossed Yang Qingtian’s mind.

He had never known defeat since the day he began his martial cultivation.

Even if Lin Hao possessed Imperial Arts, Unique Flames, and a terrifyingly powerful Divine Soul unlike any other, his cultivation realm was simply too low. He wasn’t in the same league at all.

The other Martial Artists were oblivious to the silent clash between Yang Qingtian and Lin Hao. They were all just stunned by Lin Hao’s actions.

After sitting cross-legged and offering that one smile, Lin Hao actually closed his eyes.

Lin Hao had actually started cultivating inside the confined space!

Lin Hao’s actions stood in stark contrast to Young Master Moon’s.

’Could it be that Lin Hao has found a way to break out of the confined space?’ The thought flashed through the minds of many Martial Artists, but they quickly dismissed it.

After all, even Young Master Moon was helpless against it. How could Lin Hao possibly be more experienced than him?

BOOM!

At that exact moment, a great tremor shook the void, and Young Master Moon reappeared.

He had shattered the confined space through sheer force.

Meanwhile, Lin Hao was still seated cross-legged, accelerating his cultivation.

Young Master Moon’s pupils contracted sharply as he watched. He then clasped his hands behind his back, a cold sneer gracing his lips.

Though Young Master Moon stood motionless, he gave everyone the impression of a keen blade already drawn from its sheath.

"Young Master Moon just fought Lin Hao with his Divine Soul, shattered the void, and then forcibly broke through the confined space, yet he’s still full of vigor. He’s just too powerful," one Martial Artist lamented.

"That’s right. His True Essence is terrifying. A battle of that intensity didn’t seem to affect him at all," another chimed in.

Only Yang Qingtian remained impassive.

He was from the Celestial Yang Empire. As the former rulers of the continent, the Martial Artists of the Celestial Yang Empire were privy to many martial secrets unknown to other empires.

And as the foremost expert of the Celestial Yang Empire, Yang Qingtian obviously knew far more than anyone else.

He even knew what Young Master Moon’s trump card was.

This was also why, earlier, he hadn’t feared He Jundao and Young Master Moon joining forces against him.

Outside Wangchuan City, Young Master Moon waited for a few minutes before abruptly turning his gaze to the Cangnan Empire’s Martial Artists, who stood behind the city gates.

Without a word, Young Master Moon suddenly struck. He manifested a giant hand of True Essence and sent it grabbing straight for Wenren Yuxin.

The attack was as fast as lightning.

However, it missed its mark.

A ripple spread across the open gates of Wangchuan City, neutralizing his attack and dissipating it into nothing.

Young Master Moon raised an eyebrow, but then his expression cleared with understanding.

As a waystation on the Ancient Road, Wangchuan City was, in a sense, a sanctuary for Martial Artists. Attacking here was clearly forbidden.

The next moment, Young Master Moon also began walking toward Wangchuan City.

He had launched no fewer than a hundred full-powered attacks to break out of that confined space just now.

If not for his trump card, he would have been incapable of sustaining such an intense assault.

Therefore, Lin Hao was doomed to be exiled.

His smile grew exceptionally bright as he stared at the Martial Artists from the Cangnan Empire, his gaze lingering on Meng Qing and the other stunning women among them.

But after taking just one step, he came to an abrupt halt.

He realized that every single Martial Artist was staring intently at something behind him.

Young Master Moon spun around, and his eyes went wide.

Lin Hao was standing there, about a hundred meters behind him.

That distance meant that Lin Hao had also escaped the confined space.

To break out of the confined space so silently... not even a Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist could do that.

Lin Hao’s ability terrified Young Master Moon.

Seeing the look of absolute shock on Young Master Moon’s face, as if he’d just seen a ghost, Lin Hao knew exactly what he was thinking and couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Brute force isn’t the only way to break out of a confined space.

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