Looking up, the one who had intercepted Nangong Yifan’s attack was someone everyone recognised—Wuming Xiongmou.
At this moment, Wuming Xiongmou’s body was radiating not only divine power but also the enhancement of a supreme treasure.
Most strikingly, purple marks appeared in his eyes and on his forehead, and his body was covered with the aesthetically pleasing purple patterns.
“Wuming Xiongmou has also awakened the Wuming Clan’s bloodline power. These two are hiding their true strength well!”
It dawned on everyone that Wuming Xiongmou’s true power was no less than Wuming Yuanzhi’s.
These two were indeed the top geniuses of the Starfield Main Realm, their talents reaching the level required to inherit the leadership of the Wuming Clan.
With the combined effects of divine power, a martial treasure, and bloodline power, Wuming Xiongmou’s cultivation naturally rose from Second Rank Venerable to Fifth Rank Venerable.
“Hmph.”
However, Nangong Yifan let out a cold snort, then shook his arm, unleashing a surge of powerful martial force.
But Wuming Xiongmou was prepared. With a counter-push, under the rippling force, he staggered back dozens of steps.
Yet Nangong Yifan was also forced back.
Though only by ten steps, he had indeed retreated.
“Wuming Xiongmou’s combat strength can actually contend with Nangong Yifan’s.”
If blocking Nangong Yifan’s punch could be considered a fluke, this clash proved Wuming Xiongmou’s strength, as he managed to push Nangong Yifan back.
Although Wuming Xiongmou wielded a high-quality incomplete Venerable Armament, which significantly boosted his combat power, Wuming Yuanzhi had also been using an incomplete Venerable Armament earlier.
Yet despite that, Wuming Yuanzhi had been utterly suppressed by Nangong Yifan, unable to fight back from start to finish.
This showed that while Wuming Xiongmou’s strength was still inferior to Nangong Yifan’s, it was at least above Wuming Yuanzhi’s.
“Two against one? What kind of skill is that?”
At this moment, the All-Heaven Starfield juniors were indignant, not only shouting in frustration but also stepping forward, with stronger ones like Beiyang Luo ready to act.
It seemed they were prepared for a full-on battle with the Ancestral Martial Starfield juniors.
“Stand down.”
But unexpectedly, despite his allies’ support, Nangong Yifan let out an impatient shout.
“To deal with this bunch of trash, I, Nangong Yifan, am enough.”
“You, you, and you three—come at me together.”
Nangong Yifan not only spoke arrogantly but also pointed at Kong Ci, Long Ning, and Xian Yun.
This gesture was deeply disrespectful.
Having just called them a bunch of trash and then specifically pointing at Kong Ci and the others, wasn’t he implying that they, too, were trash in his eyes?
Faced with such a Nangong Yifan, Kong Ci and Long Ning were visibly furious. Accustomed to their lofty status and being pampered, when had they ever endured such humiliation?
Yet despite their faces paling with anger, they didn’t step forward. After all, as Second Rank Venerables, ganging up on one opponent seemed unfair.
If five of them teamed up against Nangong Yifan, it would tarnish their reputation if it spread.
Even if they won, it would be seen as an dishonourable victory.
If they lost, they’d lose all face.
“Since Young Master Nangong makes such a request, Xian Yun will oblige.”
Unexpectedly, while Kong Ci and Long Ning hesitated for the sake of their reputation, the usually refined and calm Xian Yun stepped forward.
At this moment, Xian Yun’s Taoist robe fluttered without wind, her body exuding an ethereal aura, radiating extraordinary presence.
Coupled with her already otherworldly charm, Xian Yun was the epitome of a true immortal.
As the top genius of the Demon Clan Saint City, Xian Yun’s techniques were no less impressive than those of Wuming Yuanzhi or Wuming Xiongmou.
Originally a Second Rank Venerable, she boosted her cultivation to Fifth Rank Venerable and drew a long sword.
The sword was thin but long, unremarkable at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it gleamed with a chilling sharpness.
It was a high-quality incomplete Venerable Armament.
“Xian Yun is getting serious.”
Her actions shocked many.
Slap—
But at that moment, a hand grabbed Xian Yun—it was Kong Ci.
“Xian Yun, calm down. Are you really going to gang up on him?” Kong Ci asked.
“Kong Ci, I’m very calm,” Xian Yun replied.
“You don’t look calm at all. Haven’t you considered the consequences of this?” Kong Ci countered.
“He’s already bullying us to this extent. No matter the consequences, I see no reason to refuse a fight. As martial cultivators, what do we train so hard for?”
“For fleeting glory? No. In my view, we train to avoid being humiliated by others, to protect our loved ones from humiliation.”
“We train for a single breath—a breath that defies fate, that defies the heavens themselves.”
“Without that breath, no amount of honour matters,” Xian Yun said.
“Xian Yun, you…” Kong Ci was stunned, as were Long Ning and many Ancestral Martial Starfield juniors.
Even Chu Feng looked at Xian Yun with newfound respect.
Because he felt she was absolutely right.
“Don’t waste time. If you’re going to fight, come at me together. Haven’t you always wanted to challenge me? Today, I’m giving you that chance.”
“I’ll make you understand what a true gap is.”
Nangong Yifan said mockingly.
“This guy is too much.”
At this point, whether unable to tolerate it any longer or convinced by Xian Yun’s words, Kong Ci leapt forward, landing behind Nangong Yifan.
Following suit, Long Ning also sprang up, positioning herself behind him.
Both Kong Ci and Long Ning unleashed their strongest techniques, boosting their cultivation by three ranks, raising their Second Rank Venerable strength to Fifth Rank Venerable.
They blocked Nangong Yifan’s retreat.
They were truly determined to teach him a lesson.
At this moment, the Ancestral Martial Starfield juniors were tense, as were those from the All-Heaven Starfield.
After all, Wuming Yuanzhi, Wuming Xiongmou, Kong Ci, Long Ning, and Xian Yun represented the strongest forces of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, arguably the top juniors of their generation.
Their strength was widely acknowledged.
Even the All-Heaven Starfield juniors were somewhat worried, fearing Nangong Yifan couldn’t withstand an assault from all five.
The Ancestral Martial Starfield juniors were equally anxious, but not for Nangong Yifan—they were worried for Kong Ci and the other four.
These five didn’t just represent themselves but the entire Ancestral Martial Starfield.
If even their combined efforts couldn’t defeat Nangong Yifan, the shame wouldn’t fall on them alone but on the entire Ancestral Martial Starfield.
If word of this spread, the Ancestral Martial Starfield would become a laughingstock.
This was why Kong Ci and Long Ning had hesitated earlier.
