"Enough of your arrogance!"
An explosive roar ca from beyond the horizon.
Following it was a majestic beam of sword light.
This sword light was like the sacred radiance shooting from the eyes of a long-slumbering Celestial God, which had finally opened its divine pupils.
Carrying a sacred white glow, it streaked across the void.
Sharp, holy, and unstoppable!
These three strange auras rged, coalescing into the phantom of a sharp sword that hovered between the tangible and the intangible.
BAM!
The sword descended from the sky, directly shattering the Third Master's vicious Netherworld Ghost Claw.
The brilliance of this one sword strike was blinding to the extre!
"Who is it?"
The Third Master's expression suddenly darkened. His gaze, now tinged with gravity, turned toward the direction from which the sword light had co.
Atop a distant mountain range, a white figure drifted over.
He was cold—cold to the absolute extre!
His refined features looked as if they were under an Ice Seal, forever devoid of any change.
A pair of black eyebrows, like two sharp swords, stood above eyes that seed as ancient and motionless as ti itself. A cold light emanated from them, as if he viewed the entire world—even life and death—as nothing but an illusion, incapable of stirring his emotions.
This person was none other than Ling Tian!
A legendary Celestial Pride Son!
Since his debut, he had never known a single defeat!
Every opponent he faced was defeated in no more than three moves.
During the clan tournant, he provoked an established powerhouse at the Late-stage Earth Soul Realm, who tried to kill him. In the end, that expert couldn't last more than three moves against him and died full of regret.
This was a youth shrouded in mystery.
This was a Demon Fiend who made the world burn with envy!
"Senior Brother Tian? It's actually Senior Brother Tian!"
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Tian's strength is heaven-defying! With him here, we're saved!"
The disciples of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect, who were fighting a bloody battle, all revealed expressions of wild joy upon seeing Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's reputation was simply too legendary.
It was deeply ingrained in everyone's hearts.
Hong Yu also frowned, his solemn gaze fixed on Ling Tian.
'Aside from Feng Xue Xin, this is the first ti I've felt such imnse pressure from a peer,' he thought. 'This Ling Tian is truly incredible. He didn't have such a powerful aura when I left the Sword Sect. It seems his strength has improved significantly during this trial mission!'
"Who are you?"
The Third Master stared at Ling Tian, a trace of solemnity in his deanor.
He felt a hint of dread from this young man.
Ling Tian glanced at him but ignored him completely. He walked straight up to Hong Yu and stared at him, his cold, hard face showing a few traces of softness. "You're Hong Yu?" He paused, then nodded in satisfaction. "I saw your fight just now. You're very good. Although you're still weak right now, I look forward to fighting you one day!"
" too!"
Hong Yu nodded lightly, his expression utterly serious.
"Hm?"
Ling Tian was taken aback.
Ever since he was a child, no peer had ever been able to remain so calm in his presence.
Especially when he revealed his intent to fight. Who among them wasn't scared speechless or just offered so empty pleasantries?
"Interesting!"
A strange smile appeared on Ling Tian's cold face. He gave Hong Yu a deep look, then gently twisted his neck, producing a series of sharp 'CRACK CRACK' sounds. His eyes, glinting like hidden swords, swept toward the Third Master, whose face was a mixture of livid and pale. "On my way here, I killed many experts from your Thief Gang. I heard that the Three Major Heads each have their own rits. Today, allow , Ling Tian, to see for myself!"
"Hmph, I'm afraid you'll lose your life for it!" the Third Master snorted coldly.
Ling Tian's gaze was calm, yet one could clearly feel the pool of disdain deep within his eyes. "If you can withstand three of my moves without being defeated, I can spare your life!"
"Three moves?"
The Third Master was stunned for a mont, then flew into a rage. "What an insolent brat! How dare you be so arrogant before ? You're simply courting death!"
Golden light pulsed in his palm.
He gathered his power for Thunderous Eight Desolates, which swelled with his boundless might and fury as he blasted it toward Ling Tian.
The imnse golden Thunder Ball was like a Flood Dragon erging from the sea—savage and rampant.
Everywhere it passed, it seed to bring widespread devastation.
It truly lived up to its na; wherever the thunder moved, the eight desolates were left barren!
"You've cultivated this Mortal-Level Martial Skill quite proficiently. However, it still leaves a bit disappointed!"
Ling Tian comnted calmly.
But his nonchalant words were more grating and uncomfortable than the harshest mockery.
The Third Master's expression flickered, his narrowed eyes shining with a sinister light, as if looking down on a dead man. "You sharp-tongued brat, you'll soon pay the price for your arrogance!"
"Heaven-Soaring Three Techniques—Heaven-Level Technique!"
Ling Tian's voice was as calm as ever.
His entire being seed to transform into a sharp sword.
His white robes fluttered as an invisible storm rose from beneath his feet, with him at its core. The vast fluctuation of energy was like a heaven-defying current erupting from the earth, spinning and driving a surge of power like a tornado.
This energy converged above Ling Tian's head, seemingly taking the form of a ferocious, storm-like Ancient Beast.
This Ancient Beast was ford entirely of the storm. One could even see Wind Blades swimming and echoing within its body, emitting sharp, piercing cutting sounds.
SWISH!
Ling Tian pointed a finger.
The ferocious, swirling Ancient Beast imdiately roared, coalescing into an Ancient Beast Sword Shadow that rushed toward the Thunder Ball unleashed by the Third Master.
WHOOSH!
The Ancient Beast Giant Sword swept past.
Its brilliant light was like the midday sun, its sharp edge capable of tearing through the sky.
The Ancient Beast within the Giant Sword suddenly opened its blood-red maw. With a single pull and suck, the flashing Energy Ball of thunder was swallowed into its belly in an instant. Then, visibly, countless Sword Edges began to madly slice and dice within the Ancient Beast's body. With each pass, the thunderous Energy Ball weakened, its light growing dimr.
By the ti the Ancient Beast Giant Sword disappeared, the thunderous Energy Ball had ceased to exist.
"This… What a Heaven-Level Technique! Ling Tian's strength is truly formidable!"
Watching from the side, Hong Yu's eyes showed his astonishnt. Gazing at the ethereal, otherworldly figure of the young man, a surging battle intent condensed into a blazing fire in Hong Yu's eyes, burning fiercely.
'So what if it's Ling Tian?'
'So what if he's a Celestial Pride Son?'
'No matter how twisted and winding the path ahead is, even if I have to crawl, I will catch up to you all, one step at a ti!'
Hong Yu's blood boiled with passion, and his tightly clenched fists made a sharp 'CRACK' sound.
In contrast to Hong Yu's composure, Shi Tao and the other spectators were completely stunned.
The appearance of the Third Master and Ling Tian had caused both sides, who were just engaged in a bitter struggle, to stop fighting tacitly. Especially when Ling Tian and the Third Master faced off, everyone watched with unblinking eyes.
Every single one of them knew that the outco of this battle would determine the outco of the great war between the Cyan Nether Sword Sect and the Thief Gang.
But now…
"That young man from the Cyan Nether Sword Sect is terrifyingly strong."
"Third Master's ultimate move, Thunderous Eight Desolates, was broken so easily. We're in trouble now."
The experts of the Thief Gang looked ashen-faced.
anwhile, the disciples of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect were cheering ecstatically…
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Tian is as amazing as they say!"
"As expected of the Celestial Pride Son who beca the Sect Leader's Direct Disciple…"
Shi Tao, Dongfang Lang, and Duan Hong exchanged glances, all feeling a deep sense of frustration and jealousy. 'This Ling Tian is even more detestable than Hong Yu! Why is he so strong?' It was not uncommon for people who couldn't asure up to others to bla heaven and everyone else instead of striving to improve. The three of them were pri examples!
Back in the battle circle!
The Third Master's face was a storm of emotions. 'This guy's thods are terrifying. My Thunderous Eight Desolates is a Lower Grade Mortal-Level Martial Skill that I've already cultivated to the Realm of Perfection. Its power is not to be underestimated. But he broke my attack so easily… It seems I have no choice but to use that move!'
The Third Master took a deep breath.
A vicious, bloody light shone in his eyes. "Wind… and Thunder… Wound…"
At that mont, powerful arcs of golden lightning erupted from the Third Master's body. They spread all over him, converging and weaving together to form a suit of Thunder Armor.
The Thunder Armor crackled with a 'ZZT ZZT' sound, its brilliant radiance dazzling to behold.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH…
A wind suddenly picked up in the area. It started as a breeze, grew into a strong wind, and finally beca a violent gale.
RUMBLE RUMBLE…
Above the Third Master's head, a dark cloud slowly ford. Ferocious bolts of lightning, like electric serpents and Thunder Dragons, struggled and roared within it. It seed as if they could descend from the sky at any mont. The vast celestial might made the faces of everyone below change drastically.
"He's drawing upon the Wind and Thunder Power? The Cultivation Technique this guy practices is quite peculiar!" Ling Tian's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Wind and Thunder Power.
This was the power of Heaven and Earth Power.
Controlling Heaven and Earth Power was definitely not sothing an Earth Soul Realm cultivator could do. However, it was possible to draw upon it through certain heaven-defying techniques or skills. It seed that the Third Master's 'Wind and Thunder Wound' was one such profound Secret Technique.
Ling Tian slowly dropped his look of contempt, a playful curve on his lips. "Unfortunately, this Secret Technique of yours is clearly an incomplete technique; you haven't been able to truly draw upon the Heaven and Earth Power. This Wind and Thunder Power seems vast, but it's not under your control. If you're lucky, you might be able to kill enemies above your level. If you're not, you'll get caught up in it yourself!"
"However, seeing as you've made such a big scene, I'll let you die without regrets!"
Ling Tian took a deep breath, and a cold shout suddenly emanated from his chest, "The second of the Heaven-Soaring Three Techniques—Heaven-Breaking Technique!"
SHING!
Ling Tian raised both hands high.
The surging Power of Primordial Spirit in his body sublimated and condensed between his palms. A ray of white light, dazzlingly brilliant, astonishingly ford a long Great Sword.
This Great Sword, ford entirely from the Power of Primordial Spirit, was a full sixteen ters long and half a ter wide. A layer of white, ferocious dragon patterns coiled around its body. The specks of white light were sacred and pure, as if illuminating a section of the sky. In that instant, the surging and sharp Sword Qi shot straight into the clouds.
"My na is Ling Tian, and I will soar beyond the heavens—Heaven-Breaking Technique!"
Ling Tian shouted coldly.
He thrust his hands forward violently.
The sword strike was a fleeting, beautiful mont.
With a WHOOSH, it shot straight into the clouds.
The sword plunged fiercely into the long-brewing thundercloud. The vast cloud suddenly froze. Even the ferociously roaring lightning snakes paused. It was as if the void itself had frozen, until a mont later, it finally collapsed and disintegrated. With a deafening BOOM, it exploded.
PFFT!
The Third Master spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown backward.
Countless strands of Sword Qi rained down from the sky like a downpour. As the sword rain passed, grueso, bone-deep wounds appeared all over the Third Master's body, which was now drenched in blood. He looked at Ling Tian with pale, disbelieving eyes, a hint of venomous resentnt welling up. "You… you dare to kill ? M-my boss won't let you get away with this…"
"I've heard that many tis."
Ling Tian snorted coldly.
With a flick of his Sword Pointing, a beam of Primordial Spirit Sword Light pierced the Third Master's brow. The once-mighty Third Master fell to the ground, dead, his heart filled with intense unwillingness.
"Too weak. I hope the last two don't disappoint !"
Ling Tian slowly turned his head, looking toward the depths of Liger Ravine.
His figure was like a Sword Edge itself as he stepped onto the void, about to head deeper. But just then, a blood-red cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the ravine's depths, blotting out the sun. The sky-high Evil Qi caused all the experts below the Earth Soul Realm to feel a heart-pounding terror, their legs turning to jelly.
At the sa ti, the entire Liger Ravine began to shake violently. Mountain peaks collapsed, and the earth cracked open.
To everyone's horror, they realized…
A world-shaking change seed to be taking place within Liger Ravine!
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