The Profound Yellow Grand Hand Seal, currently employed by Su Yanyang, was a technique created by his predecessors specifically designed to complement the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal.

As the immense hand formed by surging Profound Yellow energy grasped him, Zhang Yu felt his entire body become ten, then a hundred times heavier. Every vulnerable part of his body was subjected to immense pressure, groaning under the strain.

After pressing down on Zhang Yu with his palm, Su Yanyang felt powerful vital energy continuously erupting from within Zhang Yu, constantly eroding his Profound Yellow energy. He sneered, “I am currently boosted by the formation, with spiritual energy converging around me. How dare you try to compete with me in magical power?”

As he channeled more magical power from his dantian, waves of increasingly surging Profound Yellow energy bore down on Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu ignored Su Yanyang’s words. He merely stared at the empty warehouse before him and asked Zhao Tianxing through his eye-bones: “Old Zhao, what’s going on? Why is there nothing here?”

Zhao Tianxing replied: “You’re being affected by the Myriad Ghosts Soul-Bewildering Formation.”

Zhao Tianxing continued: “I’m trying to control the formation’s detection and identification functions.”

Zhang Yu saw the light and shadows flicker slightly before him, and large quantities of building materials appeared on the previously empty ground.

However, these materials quickly vanished like a mirage, flickering in and out of existence.

Observing this, Zhang Yu understood that soul cultivators within the formation were engaged in an intense battle.

Sensing the shift in Zhang Yu’s gaze, Su Yanyang, from across the way, chastised the formation spirits under his command through his eye-bones: “What are you doing? Haven’t you controlled the grand formation yet?”

A soul cultivator replied: “Boss, there are only three of us, and there’s too much to do.”

The soul cultivator added: “And the opponent seems to understand this grand formation better than you do.”

The soul cultivator concluded: “Under their commander’s guidance, the enemy soul cultivators keep finding flaws we weren’t even aware of.”

Su Yanyang frowned, thinking to himself, “Could they have paid for an expert’s guidance during the break?”

“You guys… do you really think you can win against me?”

Su Yanyang found it amusing. In his view, the gap between them was immense, especially after the last round; the opponent had no chance of turning the tide.

“Victory has long been secured. The key now is how to win beautifully.”

Su Yanyang knew that the teachers from the Civil Engineering Department, especially Director Lin and True Monarch Lingyue, were watching.

Su Yanyang continued to exert his power, staring at Zhang Yu, who was suppressed by his Profound Yellow Grand Hand Seal. He said coldly, “Surrender, or I’ll have no choice but to cripple you.”

“You wouldn’t be surrendering to me, but to intelligent architecture, to financial innovation, to greater capital and superior technology. There’s no shame in that.”

“If you stubbornly persist, you’ll be eliminated and have to pay a hefty medical bill… Is that truly what you’re fighting for?”

Just as Su Yanyang felt his words should win him considerable favor from the neutral and peace-loving teachers, especially Director Lin and True Monarch Lingyue,

Another whooshing sound cut through the air.

Su Yanyang glanced over and saw Xiao Qingxuan charging at high speed.

At the same moment, Su Yanyang felt a vast surge of Profound Yellow energy erupt from within Zhang Yu, whom he had just suppressed.

“Hmm?”

“Level 5… Level 7… Level 11?”

Su Yanyang could clearly sense that the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal Zhang Yu was currently wielding had reached at least Level 11.

“He’s only been in his second year for three months, meaning he’s practiced the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal for at most three months, right? How could he have advanced this martial art to such a level?”

Under the counter-impact of Zhang Yu’s Level 11 Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal, his powerful physical body temporarily broke free from Su Yanyang’s oppression, generating waves of energy as he charged fiercely towards Su Yanyang.

Simultaneously, Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan communicated instantly through their magic bones.

Zhang Yu: “Finally here.”

Xiao Qingxuan: “Took a slight detour.”

Zhang Yu: “Let’s break his vital energy together. The soul cultivators will buy us time.”

Faced with the pincer attack from Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan, Su Yanyang showed no panic. This wasn’t due to arrogance or underestimating his opponents, but because he clearly understood that with his strength, he could easily suppress them even when fighting two against one.

Profound Yellow Grand Hand Seal – Seize!

Su Yanyang clasped his palms together, and magical power surged from within him, transforming into eighteen successive Profound Yellow Grand Hand Seals that swept horizontally towards Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan.

At the same time, he stomped his foot, and magical power surged forth, causing the ground to heave.

Driven by the Minor Triple Combination, countless barriers rose from the ground, aiming to block every escape route for Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan.

But in the next moment, Su Yanyang’s vision blurred, and he saw Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan suddenly appear several meters closer, right before him, their attacks imminent.

“What?!” Su Yanyang froze for a moment, then realized that his opponents had used the Myriad Ghosts Soul-Bewildering Formation to distort his vision.

“They used the formation I set up… against me?!”

From Su Yanyang’s eye-bones, a message from a soul cultivator popped up: “Two soul cultivators exploited a loophole in the formation to interfere with its detection function, temporarily identifying you as an enemy. However, we instantly corrected it and patched the loophole. They won’t be able to interfere with you again.”

Zhang Yu: “Thanks, Old Zhao, Mo Tianyi.”

At the same time, Zhang Yu thought to himself, “True Monarch Magnetic Pole is truly formidable. He even knows about loopholes in such formations that can be used to counter the main controller. What a terrifying individual.”

He then recalled the content written by the opponent on the formation diagram.

True Monarch Magnetic Pole: “With the support of modern immortal cultivation technology, formations are more powerful, intelligent, and easier to set up, but they also introduce more loopholes.”

True Monarch Magnetic Pole: “Whether one persistently studies day after day, constantly accumulates new formation diagrams, continuously masters the loopholes of various formations, and grasps all the knowledge necessary to break them – all these factors determining victory or defeat are decided long before the formation is broken. Breaking the formation merely reveals the outcome.”

Meanwhile, Zhao Tianxing wondered, “Should I send Zhang Yu a message of encouragement now?”

“Would it affect him? Distract him?”

The other soul cultivator, Mo Tianyi, a representative of the Poor Man’s Alliance who had previously communicated with Zhang Yu in Songyang City, was the one who had just guided Xiao Qingxuan to this location.

At this moment, Mo Tianyi thought to himself, “When I get back, I can add this battle to my resume.”

“Having participated in the Battle of Myriad Laws and Heavenly Talents, perhaps I can remain on the second floor? At least I’ll live a few more years…”

In that brief instant, thoughts flashed through everyone’s minds on the scene.

But time would not slow down with the acceleration of thought.

As Su Yanyang hastily unleashed his vital energy to fend off the attack, Xiao Qingxuan’s Nine Dragon Heavenly Vitality Palm had already landed.

Amidst a thunderous roar, as if torn apart by nine dragons, Su Yanyang slammed violently onto the ground with a heavy thud.

The ground shattered, and amidst flying stone debris, Su Yanyang’s body lay in a large crater.

Although Xiao Qingxuan had seized the opportunity to strike a heavy blow, Su Yanyang considered it harmless. As long as he withstood this wave of attacks, he could immediately launch a fierce counterattack.

Looking at Zhang Yu, who had rushed forward and was also preparing to strike, Su Yanyang sneered inwardly, “What if I take one of your moves head-on?”

After all, from previous battles, Su Yanyang already knew Zhang Yu’s combat style. While Zhang Yu possessed extremely strong resistance to attacks and was incredibly skilled in techniques like redirecting force and channeling energy, he lacked powerful destructive capabilities himself.

“Now there’s no one for you to redirect force from.”

But in the next moment, to Su Yanyang’s surprise, Zhang Yu conjured the Azure Silk Flying Sword gifted by Bai Zhenzhen.

This Azure Silk Flying Sword did not require Zhang Yu to use his magical power; it automatically absorbed spiritual energy to recharge daily, and each of its seven threads could unleash one sword strike per day.

Of the seven Azure Silk Flying Swords, two had been used in the first and second halves to break the Grand Formation of Two Worlds’ Separation, leaving Zhang Yu with five remaining for the current day.

At this very moment, Zhang Yu held nothing back, unleashing all five Azure Silk Flying Swords simultaneously.

After all, Su Yanyang was incredibly powerful. They had painstakingly worked their way to this opportunity for a combined strike, and Zhang Yu simply aimed for maximum effect.

Five sword shadows flashed consecutively, and five sword marks, several meters deep, suddenly erupted across the ground.

Su Yanyang, who was at the center of these sword marks, was firmly pinned to the ground. His limbs and torso had long been replaced with magic bones, and now five indentations appeared on their surface.

Although Zhang Yu had anticipated this scene, he was still secretly alarmed: “Even five Azure Silk Flying Swords can’t cut through his magic bones? This guy’s magic bones are incredibly tough.”

While these five consecutive strikes didn’t truly injure Su Yanyang, they followed closely after Xiao Qingxuan’s heavy blow, tearing away most of Su Yanyang’s protective vital energy.

Immediately after, Zhang Yu joined his fingers and rapidly pointed, activating the Primeval Magnetic Meridian Severing Hand, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

Su Yanyang was surprised to find that his right arm suddenly lost all sensation.

Then his left leg.

With a roar, Su Yanyang, who could only feel one leg and one arm, finally regained his breath. Surging vital energy and swirling sand forced Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan back.

He looked at his limbs with uncertainty and anger, demanding, “What did you do?”

The only anomaly Su Yanyang noticed was the problem with his limbs.

However, he failed to notice another anomaly: the Azure Silk Flying Swords’ effect on his emotions.

Each of the seven Azure Silk Flying Swords contained a sword intent, capable of temporarily erasing one emotion from an opponent upon striking.

Now, having been struck five times consecutively, only shock and rage remained in his mind.

Overwhelmed by shock and anger, he channeled all his power and furiously attacked Zhang Yu.

However, Xiao Qingxuan, summoning streams of dragon-shaped vital energy, blocked his path.

The loss of the magic bone enhancements for one leg and one arm had already significantly reduced Su Yanyang’s combat power. Coupled with his shock and anger, his moves became full of openings. In an instant, after dozens of clashes and surging waves of energy, he found himself completely blocked by Xiao Qingxuan.