I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

Chen Daidai and her group arrived at the square and found a gap in the crowd to stand in, only to find themselves surrounded by a throng of people, wondering what was going on.

A child's voice rang out from the side: "Sister, are you here to watch the battle between the celestials and humans too?"

"A war between gods and men?"

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this. What was that?

Didn't they say a peerless master was coming to climb the mountain? What does "celestial being" mean?

However, Chen Daidai reacted quickly, her mind racing, and a sweet smile appeared on her face: "Yes, little brothers, are you the same?"

"Of course! This is the battle of the century between Master Ye and Headmaster Yun. Countless martial artists have come from all over Jiangnan!" The child puffed out his chest proudly. "I begged my grandfather for a long time before he brought me here."

"Master Ye? Sect Leader Yun?" Everyone was even more bewildered, looking at each other in confusion.

Just then, everyone in the square seemed to sense something and looked up at the surging sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Daidai and the others quickly followed the gaze of the crowd and saw only churning clouds and billowing mist, with nothing else in sight.

"Where is he?" Chen Daidai asked in surprise.

Suddenly, on the eastern horizon, at the boundary between the clouds and the sky, a point of light suddenly lit up.

"Where is he?" Chen Daidai asked in surprise.

Suddenly, in the east, at the horizon where the sky meets the clouds, a point of light appeared.

A very bright spot of light.

The point of light was initially only the size of a pinhead, but it grew rapidly and its light became increasingly intense.

Within seconds, the light became so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it, causing one's eyes to sting and tear up.

Strangely, the clouds in that area were tinged with a faint golden hue.

Immediately afterwards, a rich purple halo spread out from the outer edge of the golden light.

Golden light forms the core, surrounded by purple aura.

Its radiant light illuminated half the sky, making it magnificent and beautiful.

The thousands of martial artists on the mountaintop forgot to breathe, their heads tilted back, mouths agape, gazing at a sight they had never seen before in their lives.

What is that?

Are they gods descended to earth?

"Purple... Purple aura comes from the east..."

In the crowd, an elderly man with gray hair and beard, dressed in a Tang suit, muttered to himself in a trembling voice.

A young man beside him, not understanding, asked in a low voice, "Master, what is that?"

"It's an anomaly! It's a celestial phenomenon caused by the interaction between one's inner energy and the heavens and earth when one's martial arts cultivation reaches a certain level!" The old man stared intently at the distant horizon, his expression a mixture of excitement and awe.

"Martial arts masters possess extraordinary abilities in every gesture. I once heard that when Sect Leader Yun Jingxing was in seclusion in Medicine King Valley, the withered plants outside his meditation room suddenly came back to life overnight, lush and green!"

The old man's words were like a bomb, detonating in the surrounding crowd.

"Bringing withered trees back to life? Is this martial arts? Isn't this some kind of magical art?"

"The realm of celestial beings... is it really this wondrous?"

"But... what Sect Leader Ke Yun stirred up was merely the growth of plants. This... this golden light and purple aura, stretching across the sky like a blazing sun, what realm is this?"

No one can answer that.

They simply felt that their understanding of martial arts, accumulated over decades or even a lifetime, had been completely overturned at this moment.

I thought today was just to watch a showdown between top-level players.

Who would have thought that we would witness a scene that only appears in myths and legends?

Fang Hongda and his group stood in the crowd, their minds already deeply shaken.

They glanced at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.

Shock, and a touch of... pride.

Although they were completely baffled, they knew that this must have been Ye An's doing.

Yun Jingxing squinted.

It turns out that his absence these past few days wasn't due to fear or cowardice.

Was he... was he preparing for such a spectacular debut?

Compared to the magnificent aura of purple clouds rising from the east, the previous mockery and ridicule seemed so laughable and insignificant.

On the blue stone.

The expressions on the faces of the dozen or so core disciples and celestial beings behind Yun Jingxing were no longer as calm as before.

They were the people closest to Yun Jingxing, and also the ones who could best sense his unfathomable strength.

In their hearts, their master (master) is the heaven, the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.

But what they saw before them severely shattered their beliefs.

They had heard of the idea of ​​bringing dead trees back to life, and they firmly believed in it.

But what does that even mean?

Can one person's power influence celestial phenomena?

This is beyond their comprehension.

For a fleeting moment, they even felt that the outcome of today's duel might no longer be so clear.

Only the clouds drift by.

He remained seated there, motionless.

He simply looked up, calmly watching the light approach from afar.

It was as if only he and the approaching light remained in the entire world.

The light was getting closer.

The dazzling ball of light, as bright as the sun, finally revealed its outline.

A young man flying through the air on a long sword.

Thousands of people on the mountaintop were looking up, mouths agape, their minds blank.

Flying on a sword?

Is this true?

"How is this possible..." Chen Daidai and her group's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

They felt like they had stumbled into a movie set, but the stunned and shocked expressions of the thousands of people around them were undeniably real.

As the light faded, the person's figure became completely clear.

He hovered above the square, dressed in white, his shoulder-length black hair swaying slightly in the wind.

His features were so handsome they seemed unreal, and his skin had a jade-like texture in the morning light.

"Is this the legendary Master Ye? He truly is no ordinary person!"

"He...he looks so young, maybe twenty at most? A twenty-year-old celestial being?"

"Oh my god...so handsome!"

Uncontrollable gasps of amazement rose and fell from the crowd.

The fashionable girl next to Chen Daidai subconsciously swallowed and whispered to Chen Daidai, "Daidai, look at him... doesn't he look a bit like Ye An from your birthday party?"

Another boy immediately retorted, "The vibe is somewhat similar, but if you look closely, Ye An wasn't nearly as handsome that day. They're not even in the same league."

Chen Daidai looked at the face in the air and her heart skipped a beat.

They look somewhat alike, yet they seem to be completely different people.

Just as everyone was lost in thought, Yun Jingxing, who was sitting cross-legged on the blue stone, had his inner energy surge, and a loud sound like thunder was emitted.

"Ye An, you've finally arrived!"

"I've been waiting for you atop Qixia Mountain for three days. I hope you won't disappoint me!"

The sound rolled out, sweeping across the entire mountaintop.

The terrifying power contained in that sound even shook apart the sea of ​​clouds swirling around the mountaintop, revealing the lush green forests below.

Those who were nearby, such as Chen Daidai, felt a sharp pain in their eardrums and a surge of blood and qi, making them unable to stand steadily. They all covered their ears.

Is this the power of the celestial beings?

Is a single sound so terrifying?

In the air, the young man looked down and his gaze fell on Yun Jingxing.

A golden flame flashed briefly in the depths of his pupils.

"Yun Jingxing?"

Ye An's voice was calm, lacking the earth-shattering force of Yun Jingxing's, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"The people who will kill you are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Jingxing laughed and slowly stood up from the bluestone. Although there was nothing beneath his feet, it was as if he was stepping on invisible steps, walking step by step into the sky and reaching the same height as Ye Anping.

The two faced off in the air; one was white-haired and imposing, while the other was a handsome young man with black hair, as beautiful as a god.

The crowd on the mountaintop had already held their breath.

Yun Jingxing didn't waste any more words. He raised his hand and threw a punch.

This punch was unremarkable, and didn't even make a sound.

But in Ye An's eyes, this punch compressed the surrounding air to the extreme, forming a fist aura that was invisible to the naked eye.

Ye An also raised his hand, clenched his fist, and went to meet him.