"Celestial Kill..."
"Immortal Sword Scripture!"
Buzz~
As Ye Qingchen’s voice trailed off.
Ye Qingchen, who had been weak to the extre like a flickering candle in the wind, suddenly grew strong in this instant. A terrifying power erged from his body out of nowhere!
Whoosh!
At this mont.
Lightning flickered in Ye Qingchen’s eyes, and his long hair billowed behind him. His robe flapped wildly as a trendous aura gathered around him, crushing the surrounding space until it crackled with explosive sounds.
Even...
This aura was almost indistinguishable from Feng Wuxie’s!
"What, what’s happening?"
"How is this possible?"
The once despairing Xie Tiankuang, Yao Qing, and the others widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at the figure ahead.
"Ye Qingchen was still holding back his strength..."
Qian Qiuxue even jumped up in excitent.
"What Cultivation Technique is this?"
Lin Jiuyuan, who was prepared to reseal the Black Tower and suppress Feng Wuxie for another hundred years, was completely stunned, feeling that terrifying aura surging continuously from the tower.
What kind of Secret Technique can allow a Celestial Saint Seventh Layer to catch up with a Celestial Venerable?
"This..."
Even Feng Wuxie was taken aback.
Because.
The aura erupting from Ye Qingchen made him feel a terrible crisis. This was a horrifying threat he had never felt since ascending to Celestial Venerable!
"Courting death, dare to play tricks in front of !"
"Die for !"
Boom!
Feng Wuxie roared fiercely, suddenly raising his hand with a wave.
One could see the surging Yin Evil Qi above the heavens madly pouring into the chains. At this mont, even the chains emitted piercing breaking sounds, unable to bear his power!
Bang!
At the sa ti, two huge chains swept over abruptly.
At this mont.
Not only did Feng Wuxie use an absolute killing move, but he also unleashed twelvefold strength.
One could see.
Where the chains passed, a cloud-like hollow phenonon stirred the surrounding space, a spectacle of space being pierced through! Even in the void, it left an indelible mark!
"This kid is too dangerous... must not let live!"
At this mont, only this thought occupied Feng Wuxie’s mind.
This strike’s power, even a fellow Celestial Venerable might not withstand.
And his opponent was rely a Celestial Saint Seventh Layer youth, relying solely on so Secret Technique to reach this level, how could he block it? He was confident that under this blow, Ye Qingchen would be shattered to pieces, and even his soul would be completely crushed!
"Get out of the way!"
The attack crashed down.
Yet Ye Qingchen stood there, neither dodging nor flinching, as if everyone was left dumbfounded. Yao Qing couldn’t help but shout.
"Get out of the way!"
"Get out of the way!"
At this mont.
Everyone couldn’t help but shout, unable even to bear watching. Qian Qiuxue’s body swayed as if she had already seen the scene of Ye Qingchen’s soul scattering!
"Boom!"
Like a cataclysmic teor striking the earth, a massive shockwave erupted from Ye Qingchen’s body, madly sweeping outward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Supre Celestial Saints hanging in the dark sky were swept up by the sudden surge, feeling as if their bones were about to explode, flung harshly away.
Even.
This terrifying power spread from the Black Tower, sweeping directly up to the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.
At this mont, even the vast Ten Thousand Swords Mountain couldn’t help but shake.
Lin Jiuyuan gripped his sealing hand seal tightly, just barely preventing the light curtain in mid-air from shattering under the pressure, though it still twisted and trembled, becoming indistinct.
Qian Qiuxue clenched her fists, even her True Qi boiling uncontrollably.
"What happened?"
"What on earth happened?"
Everyone watched eagerly towards the center of the field.
But.
In everyone’s eyes, Feng Wuxie’s final outburst of full power, using a Celestial Venerable move, was a strike not even those at the sa Realm might withstand. And although Ye Qingchen’s aura had risen, how could he withstand this move?
Even if not killed, at the very least severely wounded.
Even Lin Jiuyuan speculated as such.
He, among all present, had once fought Feng Wuxie and couldn’t handle this move even at his peak, let alone Ye Qingchen.
"Haha!"
"Brat from Taotian Palace, you’re finally dead!"
"This..."
"How is it possible?"
Feng Wuxie laughed wildly, his expression suddenly changing drastically, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Is it real or fake!"
At this mont.
Even Lin Jiuyuan stood up, eyes widened, looking toward the arena.
"What’s going on?"
At this ti, everyone gazed toward the arena.
And they saw.
The dust slowly dispersed, revealing a surreal scene:
A young man in green stood there, seemingly never having moved. The huge aura around him had transford into a black barrier, forcibly withstanding the strike of two colossal chains.
No matter how powerful the force on those chains was, it couldn’t break through this barrier!
"This is absolutely impossible!"
When they saw this clearly, everyone’s expression, including Feng Wuxie, drastically changed.
Ye Qingchen actually withstood the blow unhard!
"I don’t believe it!"
Soone he once regarded as an ant, who could easily be crushed, could withstand his attack. Feng Wuxie roared, striking out once more!
Swish!
He waved his hands furiously, vigorously tumbling in mid-air. The chains in the sky split in this mont, dividing further again and again, transforming into thousands in an instant.
At the sa ti, they poured down with an unbelievable speed, wildly sweeping toward Ye Qingchen.
However.
Each shadow, enough to slay a Supre Celestial Saint, each shadow that could shock a Celestial Venerable, couldn’t even shake that seemingly re half-inch shield!
"It’s useless!"
Ye Qingchen sighed lightly, slowly extending his right hand.
The crowd noticed, as Ye Qingchen raised his right hand, there appeared a black long sword. The sword was entirely black, but bore irregular patterns, as if it was not a weapon of this world!
"What is that?"
Feng Wuxie stared at the sword in Ye Qingchen’s hand, a terrifying sensation flooding his heart. It was a sense of impending death, greater than anything Lin Jiuyuan had caused him to feel.
So intense was it that the hair on his body stood on end.
In that mont, he suddenly felt like a powerless lamb facing a terrifying ancient beast, enough to swallow the heavens and earth. This feeling was so intense he dared not make another move!
"How could I feel this, it’s absurd!"
Feng Wuxie roared, in that mont also activating a secret technique, unleashing his essence blood. His body suddenly enlarged by a third, and the Yin Evil Qi around him surged several tis over.
The endless shadows in the universe converged onto the two enormous chains, like two ferocious black dragons, without hesitation, directly collided!
"Die for !"
"Mad Dragon Heaven-Flipping Kill!"
This attack already embodied the strongest strike of his Celestial Venerable cultivation!
"Not good!"
Upon witnessing this strike, even Lin Jiuyuan was terrified. Feng Wuxie nearly killed him with this move before, forcing him to use all his strength to suppress Feng Wuxie here.
But.
Facing this strike with all of Feng Wuxie’s lifelong power, Ye Qingchen remained calm, slowly raising the long sword in his hand, and gently slashed down.
"Screech!"
A sword light seed to appear from nowhere, clashed with the terrifying chains! To everyone, it should have been a heaven-shattering strike!
However.
The following scene was beyond comprehension.
The sword light quietly sliced through the void, as easily as a knife through tofu, splitting the chain into four parts with no sound, passing through Feng Wuxie’s body!
"Ah!"
Feng Wuxie scread, crashing violently to the ground.
Everyone looked quickly, feeling strange as there were no visible wounds on Feng Wuxie’s body.
Only Lin Jiuyuan’s pupils widened; he saw a huge phantom appeared behind Feng Wuxie, disheveled and in a sorry state. It was evidently Feng Wuxie’s soul!
However, this soul had been cleaved in two from the chest by a single sword stroke.
This sword had split Feng Wuxie’s soul in half!
"How is this possible?"
"This isn’t a technique from the Barbaric Continent..."
"How do you possess this Swordsmanship?"
Feng Wuxie shouted wildly, yelling out what was inconceivable in his heart. But seeing Ye Qingchen once again slowly raising his right hand, Feng Wuxie let out a piercing scream, and without any hesitation, launched himself wildly backward.
Frenziedly fleeing toward the distance!
Feng Wuxie is actually trying to escape?
All were left gaping, even Lin Jiuyuan wide-eyed in disbelief. This Celestial Venerable he spent his life suppressing was now fleeing at this mont?
"Now wanting to escape?"
"It’s already too late!"
Ye Qingchen sighed softly.
Lift the sword!
Strike!
The sword was exactly the sa as before, with no anomaly, as if it did not exist in this world.
However, as the rapidly fleeing Feng Wuxie trembled violently, he was suddenly frozen in place. Trying to take another step proved impossible. He turned his head with difficulty, eyes filled with disbelief:
"I am a Celestial Venerable, why, why..."
Speaking, his voice grew quieter, as he collapsed like a felled tree, crashing to the ground.
Finally.
He turned into a pile of dust.
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