The Prodigies War

What an amazing battle intent!

Even the likes of Xiao Cangtian were rattled.

Lin Xun was like a demonic god of war. Just his aura alone shot through the sky and shook the stars!

Everyone felt their scalps tingling as their mental states were affected by just looking at his distant figure.

If facing Lin Xun at this moment were some other little giants, it was no exaggeration to say they would be suppressed by his aura and lose hold of their wits before they could even make a move!

This aura was the ‘momentum’ of the Sacred Combat Art.

The fusion with the profound truth of Yazi’s Rage had allowed this supreme inheritance from Return Dominion’s Fangchun Mountain to erupt with unimaginable and monstrous power!

And the ultimate axiom of fighting was encompassed in it.

“Good one!” Ye Chen also felt the pressure, but it only galvanized his fighting spirit.

Boom!

Like a violet dragon, his sword rose straight up with a blinding light.

Meanwhile, the gleaming Broken Blade had streaked out with a whoosh.

Silent Emptiness Slash.

In an instant, heavens and earth returned to silence, and everything stood still.

The only thing that moved was a flash of a sharp blade that swept up and chopped down.

“This…” The expressions of the heaven prides watching from a distance abruptly changed.

Having fought Lin Xun before, they could not be more aware of the terror of this slash, especially now when it was even stronger than before!

If Lin Xun had executed this slash with the same power when dealing with them, they would have been dead or heavily injured while trying to block it!

In this moment, they finally realized the gap between Lin Xun and themselves. Their hearts were taken over by frustration and the reluctance to accept this fact.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the battlefield, Lin Xun and Ye Chen had started another round of fierce attacks.

It was even more tragic and dangerous than before, each strike seeping with killing intent and running chills down the spine of anyone from just a look.

Lin Xun’s fighting spirit kept growing stronger, and so was Ye Chen’s. No one could gain the upper hand despite having used all their means.

The two suffered more and more injuries, but their auras only became more ferocious and sharp.

“Don’t tell me it’s going to be a draw again,” said someone in a shaky voice.

Not even experts of the older generations were able to tell who actually had the advantage.

This indicated that their battle prowesses were at the same level in order for them to be so evenly matched.

“No. Did you not hear Demon God Lin say that he still had an untouched trump card?!”

“You think Ye Chen doesn’t have one as well?”

Arguments rang out in different areas, but everyone then quickly fell silent because the duel was more important. They did not want to miss a single detail.

Boom!

After another collision, Ye Chen shot up into the sky, and the nine swords lurched and silently hovered around him. At that moment, a terrifying aura spread out from his body.

Everyone saw the area darken as if the sun had been blocked off by dark clouds.

However, this was merely an illusion created by Ye Chen’s aura. He stood domineeringly in the sky with sharp dense sword intent vaporizing around him, so dense that it dimmed the sunlight.

“I’m going to conclude our duel with this strike, and you’re still not going to use your trump card?” Ye Chen’s rumbling voice stirred the atmosphere.

He was heavily injured and blood-soaked, but he still looked powerful like an untouchable, towering mountain.

Lin Xun took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse, “I’m worried that you won’t be able to withstand it.”

He was also heavily injured, but his eyes were unusually bright with a burning battle intent enough to make demons and gods tremble.

“Truly…arrogant of you!” Ye Chen laughed, and his eyes were filled with resolution.

Clang!

A sword streaked out with a dazzling silver light and momentum like that of the Milky Way descending from the heavens.

Without delay, another sword followed. Its aura was like a spreading fire ocean.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The other swords did not wait as they shot out in succession. One looked like an arch of green light that swept through the forest, one like a sun leaping out from the blue sea, one like an imposing mountain,…

Each sword was imprinted with a profound truth of dao, and each dao was displaying a different divine might.

One after another, they illuminated the sky and earth, the mountains and rivers.

Picturesque sceneries, picturesque swords!

This strike contained nine great dao truths and its name was ‘Picturesque Kingdom!’

The audience had all been shocked to the core as it was impossible for them to describe the power of this strike. The power of the nine great daos had melted into Ye Chen’s sword intent and drawn a painting of a kingdom!

This was definitely a strike that could astonish the world!

“Damn it!”

Xiao Cangtian’s expression was dark. If the spirit servant hadn’t forcefully intervened and stopped his duel with Ye Chen, he definitely would have been able to confront this strike and have firsthand experience of its power.

“This guy is truly extraordinary. He has actually grasped nine different great dao mysteries…” Even Lin Xun was shocked. He had never expected that Ye Chen’s killer move would be so striking.

Ye Chen was less than thirty years old and had a cultivation at the Cyclic Derivation stage, but he had grasped nine kinds of dao, which was undoubtedly scary. One could travel the entire Ancient Wasteland Domain and would still struggle to find people who could compare to him.

Even Lin Xun was inferior in terms of how many great daos he had comprehended.

However, quantity was not enough to represent true power, but rather it was the depth of one’s comprehension of the dao!

Nonetheless, Ye Chen’s strike was undeniably astounding.

Everything happened in the snap of a finger. Taking this strike head-on, Lin Xun did not dare to be careless. In fact, he had no choice but to go all out!

Boom!

Light gushed out around him and formed nine illusory ‘Tribulation’ words.

At the same time, the Sacred Combat Art and Yazi’s Rage had been mobilized to the fullest as the Broken Blade burst forth.

Birth Destruction Slash!

Flashing with the power of life and death, this was the most murderous and powerful strike that Lin Xun had mastered so far.

In his fight with Li Qingping, Lin Xun had held back his power when using this strike, but it had still easily cut the other party in half.

And at this moment, its power was on another level!

To Lin Xun’s surprise, the nine spirit swords of great dao did not wait for his slash to approach when they abruptly gathered and turned into a sword formation. The sounds of friction were ear-piercing, and sparks flew as the formation firmly blocked the Broken Blade.

Like a grinding wheel, the sword formation swirled with nine great dao truths and constantly wore down the killing power of the Broken Blade.

Bang bang bang!

In a series of thunderous collisions, the Broken Blade buzzed as it was unable to break through the sword formation.

Hmm?

Lin Xun’s pupils shrunk.

“Lin Xun, your strike is useless against me!” declared Ye Chen with a domineering smile.

He had sensed the dreadfulness of the Birth Destruction Slash when watching Lin Xun’s previous battle and had long thought of a strategy to deal with it, and now it really worked.

“Forward!” he suddenly shouted, not waiting for Lin Xun to react.

With a rumbling noise, the sword formation operated, flowing with brilliant and magnificent sword light. It forcefully knocked the Broken Blade flying before heading straight toward Lin Xun.

The nine different dao truths converged into one and blossomed with a heavenly radiance as it blanketed him.

The scene struck a sense of despair into the hearts of the onlookers. They felt as if there was no way to escape, no way to avoid, and that they could only sit and wait for death if they were Lin Xun!

Rumble!

The raging formation collided with the nine Tribulation words.

A blazing light erupted and drowned Lin Xun. Many people’s eyes stung, and their souls suffered a tearing pain as they were unable to see clearly.

Meanwhile, the powerful experts of the older generations could all see that under the sword formation’s oppression, the Tribulation words around Lin Xun rapidly wore off and were close to crumbling!

“Formidable!”

“Picturesque Kingdom… This is going to be famous!”

“The Ye Clan of Crape Myrtle Mountain is destined to gain one more majestic lord in the future!”

Many people found it hard to calm down from what they were experiencing.

The duel had only lasted for the time it took to make a cup of tea, but every second had given them a thrilling, soul-churning sense of suffocation.

Now, seeing that Ye Chen was about to suppress Demon God Lin and claim his victory, they were overwhelmed with emotions and could not help but sigh repeatedly.

However, all the sounds they made came to a stop very quickly when they suddenly sensed a vast, unfathomable power quietly appearing around Lin Xun.

Like a great abyss that could engulf everything in this world!

“Huh?!”

“This is?”

“He’s finally using it?”

An array of powerful spirit senses and gazes were directed at the duel. Everyone knew that if Lin Xun wanted to turn the tide, what he was using at this moment would be his trump card!

With a rumble, Lin Xun’s aura had completely changed. His black hair danced wildly, and his whole being was like an ancient abyss, surging with boundless obscure and palpitating fluctuations.

Countless stars flickered before dimming around him, as if the galaxy could only bow down in his presence!

This rare scene and the horror behind it caused the area to fall dead silent.

“Destroy!”

Lin Xun spread his arms. The nine dying Tribulation words suddenly transformed into nine black holes across the starry sky, quietly rotating.

Crack! Crack!

In bursts of shattering sounds, the sword dao formation began to collapse as the nine spirit swords crumbled into a rain of light!

And then, all of its power was swallowed up!

All this had happened in a single breath, smooth and fast to the extreme, making it hard for people to follow.

Poof!

In the distant sky, Ye Chen staggered, his face bleak. The moment the sword formation was destroyed, he also suffered a backlash and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Even the naked eyes could see that his sharp aura was weakening like a receding tide.

He had already suffered serious injuries before he exerted all his strength to perform ‘Picturesque Kingdom.’ Now that the strike was forcefully dispelled, it was like adding hail to the snow, making him unable to hold on.

Plop!

He kept staggering. In the end, he failed to hold up and fell from the air.

Even so, Ye Chen kept his body straight. Like an unyielding spear that refused to bend, he refused to lay on the ground.

The whole field was so in shock that there was nothing but silence.

At this moment, Lin Xun retracted his aura.