Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 922 - 0 Escape! (Second Update)

An ancient aura permeated the battlefield, shrouding it in an atmosphere that made many spectators feel as though they had been transported to an era of antiquity.

At this moment, Ye Qiu stood at the lowest layer of the storm clouds, bolts of lightning crackled around him, each strike startling and terrifying as they hit the ground, sending up wisps of smoke.

The elder finally lost his composure, as the aura emanating from Ye Qiu filled him with increasing unease.

He wanted to interrupt, but it was already too late. Ye Qiu spoke softly, "The First Tribulation!"

As Ye Qiu spoke, a surge of energy seemed to connect heaven and earth, and with a thunderous roar, the clouds above rolled and churned. Many people widened their eyes in astonishment, for they saw something beginning to form within the clouds.

"Heavens, what is that?" Someone pointed at a corner of the heavenly stele now revealed, speaking in bewilderment.

"I can’t see it clearly—it’s gray and indistinct, but it’s definitely no ordinary object."

"Could there truly be immortals hidden within the clouds?"

"Don’t ask me, how could a commoner like me know?"

At this moment, the elders of the Wang and Xu families wore expressions of shock. Ye Qiu’s technique, capable of moving heavens and earth, was truly unparalleled. The two stared intently into the clouds, and through the layers of mist, they saw steles taking shape, each exuding an ancient aura.

This kind of method—could it truly be unleashed by someone only at the legendary realm?

The pair felt that even those at the mythical realm couldn’t achieve such a feat. If that were true, there could be only one explanation: this cultivation technique was nothing short of formidable.

The origins of the Twelve Heavenly Calamities Technique were deeply shrouded in mystery. Long ago, Ye Qiu had slain the family’s elder clan leader at the Great Emperor’s Tomb to approach an ancient stele. The Twelve Heavenly Calamities Technique had been imparted to him by that stele, and to date, Ye Qiu had only mastered the First Tribulation. To further cultivate the technique, he would need to find the next stele.

This enigmatic cultivation method was already extraordinary to Ye Qiu himself, let alone others.

The elder acted swiftly, unwilling to delay further, for the longer it took, the more perilous it felt.

BOOM!

Ye Qiu’s words carried the weight of heavenly decree, and a stele descended from the skies.

"Let me shatter you!" Having almost stepped into a realm of profound comprehension, the elder refused to believe that he couldn’t counter even a single move.

He faced the stele head-on, punching with full force; fist collided with stele.

RUMBLE...

In that moment, countless ears were temporarily deafened, as the very heavens and earth seemed to collapse, the deafening sound reverberating.

Unbreakable!

The elder’s fist was bloodied, his arm hung limp. In confronting the stele’s might, he was injured!

This was the second time the elder had been wounded, after his encounter with the Mirage Eye.

This alone was proof of the extraordinary nature of the Twelve Heavenly Calamities Technique.

"Are those meteors fallen from the heavens? But they appear more like massive rocks—almost like steles!"

"Unbelievable! How can human strength reach such heights? Is Ye Qiu truly just a mortal?"

At this moment, the War Gods of the Xu and Wang families broke out in cold sweat, finally realizing the terrifying power of Ye Qiu.

"Now we see his true strength. Liu Family’s War God didn’t die in vain."

"From now on, in the Capital City, fear Ye Qiu’s reign alone!"

The two War Gods considered more deeply: the abilities Ye Qiu had displayed were undoubtedly terrifying enough to turn the tide of battle. Previously, the pair were doubtful about Ye Qiu’s chances of defeating Wei Ziqing’s master, but now their thoughts had shifted dramatically.

The descending steles were catastrophic weapons; if the two of them were to try resisting, they’d be turned into pulp in mere moments.

"Fortunately, there aren’t too many steles. If an entire barrage rained down from the heavens, that would truly spell apocalypse."

"You’re such a jinx! Stop spouting nonsense—what if that really happens? We’d be doomed too."

The duo’s bickering paused midway as their gaze turned upwards, where countless steles hung suspended within the storm-filled clouds. Every person present could not help but gasp in horror.

"Your words really are cursed—look, it came true!"

The elder’s brows furrowed deeply, his face heavy with concern. Ye Qiu’s move was unimaginably overwhelming. Just a single fallen stele had posed immense difficulty; if all of them descended, it would truly be fatal.

The elder’s eyes darted around, seeking a way out. If all those steles really fell toward him, he’d have no way to survive.

"Suppress!"

Unconcerned with the elder’s calculations, Ye Qiu unleashed the steles he had long prepared, letting them descend once again from the sky.

All onlookers held their breath, eager to see how the elder might respond. Yet, as they saw Wei Ziqing’s master suddenly turning toward their direction and rushing toward them, confusion arose. But when they noticed the trail of descending steles following him, rage erupted.

That old bastard is planning to drag us down with him!

Trying to use us as his scapegoats?

In truth, the crowd’s anger toward the elder was misplaced. He merely sought to approach them, hoping Ye Qiu might hesitate to unleash the steles in their midst.

Indeed, the elder noticed the number of descending steles had lessened. With his speed, he could now evade them.

"Heh, your weakness will be the death of you." The elder sneered coldly.

Spectators quickly scattered, for staying nearby any longer might result in certain death.

Even the War Gods of the Xu and Wang families didn’t dare linger, retreating hundreds of meters away without delay.

"Haha! Keep going then. With my speed, I can catch up in an instant. You want to kill me, but I’ll dodge every time. These people though..." the elder said smugly.

Using his understanding of Ye Qiu’s principles, he sought to exploit them—knowing Ye Qiu would not want to harm the innocent.

But Ye Qiu’s killing intent remained unwavering. This old man wouldn’t escape his fate. Even if innocents were harmed in the process, Ye Qiu would strike mercilessly!

The markings of blackened transformation spread across his face once more. Ye Qiu’s aura began shifting toward complete blackened transformation.

Seeing this unfold, the elder’s heart gave a small jolt.

Could it be...

Ye Qiu smirked faintly, his pupils turning pitch black, radiating eerie and enigmatic energy.

"Transform into the stele itself—Suppress the sun and moon!"

In an instant, black energy engulfed Ye Qiu as he soared into the skies. Patterns and sigils surrounded his entire being, and in the blink of an eye, a colossal demonic stele that towered between heaven and earth appeared. Ye Qiu had become the stele, gazing down upon the elder.

With his blackened strength, Ye Qiu unleashed the Twelve Heavenly Calamities Technique to its fullest extent. This was the strongest move he could muster. If even this failed against the elder, Ye Qiu would truly be at his wit’s end.

The elder felt his heart race wildly. Before Ye Qiu’s blackened transformation, the Twelve Heavenly Calamities Technique had already carried a hint of threat, a sliver of dread. But now—with blackened transformation—the elder felt an all-consuming danger looming over him.

This was existential dread, a sense of imminent death. Such a feeling hadn’t surfaced in his heart for countless years.

To think that this sensation now came from a young man at the legendary realm.

The spectators, hundreds of meters away, gazed up at Ye Qiu hovering in the skies and hoped fervently to witness the elder’s demise.

Suppress!

Ye Qiu’s stele descended rapidly, the elder’s scalp tingling with fear. He turned and fled immediately.

Smelling the breath of death, he dared not confront Ye Qiu any longer and chose to escape.

But Ye Qiu, now one with the stele, pursued at unparalleled speed. In the blink of an eye, both figures vanished into the horizon.