"Young boy Su, stop being so reckless!" Elder Yon shouted, his eyes filled with seriousness and anger. "Take the sword."
"Cough cough..." Su Chen didn’t know how to explain, so he didn’t. He just turned his head, ignoring Elder Yon, and focused his gaze on the city gate.
Elder Yon’s face turned red and blue with anger.
He was so furious he almost wanted to murder soone.
Behind Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi, the high-ranking mbers of the Xuanshi Divine Pavilion and the geniuses on the Xuanshi List were all extrely irritated:
"He doesn’t know what’s good for him."
"His arrogance has reached the peak."
"His mindset is really pathetic. Just giving up like that?"
"Hmph, we shouldn’t have all co here."
"Xuanshi Divine Pavilion is a complete embarrassnt."
"Su Chen is the disgrace of Xuanshi Divine Pavilion."
......
Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi were extrely frustrated but couldn’t refute and didn’t know how to.
In a flash.
Under everyone’s gaze.
A sword appeared in Su Chen’s hand.
Ancient Dust Sword.
Suddenly, the gate was filled with uproarious, mocking laughter.
Though the Ancient Dust Sword was not bad, on a plane like Great Luo Heaven, its level was extrely low. Even ordinary disciples of the Four Great Divine Pavilions had weapons better than the Ancient Dust Sword.
After all, the Ancient Dust Sword was sothing Su Chen acquired on the Divine Martial Continent, which inherently limited its quality.
Let alone comparing the Ancient Dust Sword to the Tianyuan Sword; the difference was probably as vast as heaven and earth.
Needless to say, Su Chen was already at a significant disadvantage, with a 99.999% chance of being inferior to Sui Yiren.
Even if Su Chen’s current strength and talent were similar to Sui Yiren’s, with Sui Yiren wielding the Yin Xuan Sword and Su Chen using his own sword, the gap in results would still be huge.
"Nonsense!!!" Ling Tuanzhi’s face was as dark as pig liver, muttering in a low curse.
"Pavilion Master, now, we can only trust him." Elder Yon sighed deeply, utterly giving up hope, as Su Chen was extrely reckless.
"Luckily, I didn’t choose him back in the Dragon Carp Sea." Shen Qinglin was imnsely relieved, clearly seeing from the expressions of Yon Liqiu and Ling Tuanzhi how correct his choice had been back then in the Dragon Carp Sea.
"Having ascended from the Lower Realm with so talent and destiny, it’s still just the Lower Realm, with a very limited perspective." Shen Qinglin muttered to himself.
"Master, I’m now even doubting if this kid can even match Gu Taisheng’s achievents." Sui Yiren said with a smile, finding it sowhat dull. Initially, he thought today would be a peak duel between him and Su Chen, after which he would crush Su Chen, suppress him, making him a stepping stone in his martial arts journey. Unexpectedly, it seed Su Chen was unfit for that now!
"So be it." Shen Qinglin nodded slightly. "From today on, your goal and direction are no longer the younger generation, but the older generation. Strive to beco the top expert of Great Luo Heaven as soon as possible, not just the number one of the younger generation."
"Yes, Master." Sui Yiren shivered, nodding heavily.
anwhile.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes.
Amidst pairs of unblinking, staring eyes.
The Ancient Dust Sword in Su Chen’s hand.
Moved!
At this mont.
Su Chen and the sword were in complete harmony.
Within him, the Three Powers Transformation, Divine Power Compression, Heavens Stars Great Array, etc.
And the strength lent by the Old Dragon.
Along with the activation of his Ancient Soul Bloodline, bringing the power of the Ancient Soul. Yes, it was no longer just half but more than half, roughly seven-tenths of the Lonely Soul Power, thanks to his recent year’s growth in strength and physique. Seven-tenths of Ancient Soul Power amounted to 4500 billion Dragon’s Force.
For a mont, in that split second, others couldn’t notice. It seed Su Chen was still Su Chen.
But in reality, Su Chen’s power had skyrocketed over tenfold.
Just his pure physical strength had already reached 6500 billion to 7000 billion.
How terrifying is this number?
Put it this way.
Even Zhao Funí and the Floating Demon Old Woman, fully unleashed, would only reach about 5000 billion Dragon’s Force, far less than Su Chen at this mont.
Not only that, this sword was also imbued with the Sixth Stage Sword Rhy.
To speak bluntly, at this mont, Su Chen was the strongest, the supre expert of the entire Great Luo Heaven.
And leaving a na on the Middle Ancient City Gate tested two aspects: strength, and talent. When it ca to talent, needless to say, Su Chen was only twenty-eight yet possessed such strength, which clearly spoke of his world-shaking talent.
Thus, at this mont, Su Chen possessed unbeatable talent and strength.
His sword!!!
Was like laser eting tofu.
That unstoppable, extrely sharp aura, that monarch-like, overwhelming everything aura...was faint, extrely restrained, but indescribably pure.
Everyone present, along with the old monsters secretly observing, only saw a streak of white light flash before their eyes.
It was like a scorching mark etched across the mind.
Then.
Everything returned to peace.
Returned to silence.
As if nothing had happened.
Su Chen remained with that calm deanor, that self-assured smile within his indifference.
But the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand had already been withdrawn.
Looking closely, there was a hint of weariness in Su Chen’s eyes because this sword had exhausted all his current hidden cards.
After this sword, his Ancient Soul Bloodline retreated like a flood, the Old Dragon’s power withdrew, leaving Su Chen with a sense of loss and a physical weakness due to the overwhelming harmony just monts before.
But it was all worth it.
anwhile.
At the gate.
Eyes on the verge of bursting, eyes almost sprouting wings to fly out, eyes trembling yet filled with blazing fury.
Such deathly silence, such shock, such indescribable trembling terror!!!
It seed as if everyone had been pulled into a space called ’unbelievable.’
To beings like Ling Tuanzhi, Elder Yon, and Shen Qinglin, who are the top-level old monsters above Great Luo Heaven, how many years had it been since they lost composure? How many years since their state of mind wavered? But at this mont, they all felt a buzzing, a roaring in their heads, a feeling of being in a dreamlike frenzy.
Under the eyes of all.
On the Middle Ancient City Gate.
A ten-ter-high gate.
Suddenly aglow!!!
Exuding extre brilliance.
The characters ’Su Chen,’ at the highest point, ten ters up on the gate, level with the words Middle Ancient City.
Such blinding brilliance.
Almost blinding everyone’s eyes.
On that ten-ter-high gate, the words ’Su Chen’ stood like a high and mighty monarch, overlooking, suppressing, tearing, and crushing everything...
Below, whether it was the 7.1-ter ’Sui Yiren’ or the 5.7-ter ’Gu Taisheng,’ or more of those nurous illustrious nas below, all seed dim, all bowing their heads, all shivering in fear.
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