"After listening to you, young master finally understands one thing. Although you're ugly, old geezer, your thoughts are quite fanciful. Do you really think reaching late Mahayana means you can do whatever you want? As a clan leader, you have such a narrow vision that your Sima clan might as well cease to exist!"
"Here's a suggestion: Hand over my woman willingly, and transfer all Sima clan assets to me. If young master is in a good mood, I might consider letting a trace of your Sima clan's bloodline remain!"
Bai Xiaofan sneered, looking at Sima Liefeng opposite as if looking at a fool.
Not to mention that Sima Liefeng is merely at late Mahayana, while he has long reached Mahayana peak.
Even if he is currently sealed at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing stage, he may not necessarily lose to Sima Liefeng!
The biggest concern now is that within the Sima clan, he couldn't find a trace of Murong Yue and Xiao Mei.
There's just one place left unsearched, which is a cave not far behind Sima Liefeng.
The entrance of that cave is sealed with a formation, and the formation's defensive power is so strong that even Bai Xiaofan's powerful Divine Sense couldn't penetrate the slightest.
"Then die!"
Sima Liefeng snorted coldly, raised his palm, and struck at Bai Xiaofan.
Although this palm seemed ordinary, in an instant, Qi Laoda and Wolf King felt the surrounding air pause for a moment, followed by a terrifying pressure that pressed towards them!
"Retreat!"
Without saying much, Qi Laoda whispered a word and then released his Yuan Force to envelop everyone, retreating swiftly with Wolf King.
It wasn't until they retreated over a hundred meters that the intense pressure slightly eased.
Such power from just one palm forced experts like Qi Laoda, who are at the initial stage of Mahayana, to retreat. The power of late Mahayana is truly terrifying.
"Heh, no wonder you're so arrogant. You've mastered a trace of spatial power!"
Bai Xiaofan, sensing the pressure from Sima Liefeng's palm, smirked without retreating, similarly raising his hand and striking at the opponent!
Their actions seemed like a mirror between them, completely identical.
However, the aura emanating from them was entirely different.
Sima Liefeng's palm, as Bai Xiaofan said, utilized a trace of spatial power, causing subtle changes in the surrounding air, leading to minor spatial distortion.
When Bai Xiaofan struck, a force of artistic conception of time erupted.
Under this power of artistic conception of time, Bai Xiaofan's eyes instantly reflected a hint of nostalgia, reminiscence, and longing, as if he was immersed in some beautiful memory.
Not only Bai Xiaofan, even Sima Liefeng opposite, had his expression slightly dazed at this moment, as if returning to childhood, to the boy who held his mother's hand, babbling.
But this was just a moment when Sima Liefeng activated his Yuan Force, dispersing this feeling, looking at Bai Xiaofan again with much heavier eyes.
He had long heard Bai Xiaofan comprehended the artistic conception of time, and had always been on guard, but didn't expect Bai Xiaofan's artistic conception of time to be strong enough to affect his state of mind!
If he hadn't reached late Mahayana, even if he recovered, he might have already been slain by Bai Xiaofan!
And those who were already far from Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng, images indeed appeared before their eyes.
One after another familiar yet strange photographs emerged as Bai Xiaofan struck, appearing before them, seeing scenes from their birth to growth, but each person's vision differed.
It seemed as though Bai Xiaofan had followed them all along, capturing every moment with a camera, then arranging them in order to show them!
Time!
Most heartless!
It doesn't halt its steps for anyone's nostalgia!
As Bai Xiaofan imbues the essence of reincarnation into the artistic conception of time, its power becomes mightier.
After all, when a person's timeline reaches the end, a reincarnation begins!
Everything comes full circle!
Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng's palms collided in the air at that moment.
But surprisingly, there was no clash sound; the two palms met, like water dissolving ice, melting each other.
Bai Xiaofan's palm was the water, Sima Liefeng's palm was the ice!
Snap!
Suddenly, an extremely slight, almost inaudible sound spread as Sima Liefeng's palm completely dissolved!
In an instant, the majestic power of the artistic conception of time enveloped Sima Liefeng, as if about to devour him!
"Break it for me!"
Sima Liefeng shouted deeply, a longsword shimmering with purple light appeared in his hand, fiercely slashing at the artistic conception of time.
Poof!
Bai Xiaofan's palm imbued with the power of artistic conception of time was thus shattered by Sima Liefeng!
"Sword Pointing to the Blue Skies!"
Then Sima Liefeng raised the sword high, casting a sword technique!
As if summoned, a cloud suddenly formed mid-air, shaped like a longsword!
This cloud was purple, as if poisoned, under the guidance of Sima Liefeng's sword technique, pressed towards Bai Xiaofan!
As it approached Bai Xiaofan, the purple sword cloud grew larger, instantly transforming into a giant sword made of clouds, tens of meters long!
The sword tip pointed directly at Bai Xiaofan's forehead, a fierce aura surged from the sword cloud, as if intending to tear Bai Xiaofan apart!
As Sima Liefeng shattered Bai Xiaofan's artistic conception of time, Qi Laoda and Wolf King, on the other hand, woke from those familiar yet strange images!
Realizing everything was under Bai Xiaofan's artistic conception of time, disappointment flickered across their faces.
Especially Qi Laoda and Wolf King, at that moment, they had a vague realization, just a little bit away from piercing through the veil before their eyes!
Unfortunately, Bai Xiaofan's palm carrying the time's artistic conception was shattered by Sima Liefeng, along with the power of artistic conception lingering around!
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