Shameless!
No one could deny it—the crowd was floored!
This was a No-Boundary powerhouse?
How could he be so utterly shameless?
Wan Daoming stared at Ye Xuan, momentarily at a loss for words.
How did this guy even reach No-Boundary?
Where was the dignity of a No-Boundary master?
Just then, Ye Xuan turned and led his crew off.
Wan Daoming called out, “Elder Ye!”
Ye Xuan paused, turning to face him. Wan Daoming smiled. “How about a spar?”
A spar!
The words sent a jolt through the Wandao Sect and Dao Ling Palace powerhouses!
Sure, the three major factions had their squabbles, but it had never escalated to a No-Boundary showdown!
Now Wan Daoming was throwing down the gauntlet at Ye Xuan!
This could mean an all-out bloodbath!
Every eye turned to Ye Xuan.
Would he take it?
Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Xuan grinned. “Sure, let’s spar!”
Truth be told, since hitting No-Boundary, he’d been itching to test a No-Boundary powerhouse’s mettle!
Wan Daoming nodded slightly, spreading his palm and sweeping it lightly. In an instant, the space-time before him and Ye Xuan warped and twisted. Soon, they were both inside a mysterious pocket dimension!
Two No-Boundaries fighting in the otherworld would shatter it to bits!
Wan Daoming eyed Ye Xuan. “I’ve yet to face a No-Boundary sword cultivator!”
As he spoke, he opened his right hand, and it burst into flames. In moments, his entire arm transformed into a blazing limb!
Off in the distance, Ye Xuan spread his palm, and the Qingxuan Sword appeared. The next instant, it vanished!
*Slash!*
A streak of sword light sliced toward Wan Daoming.
Wan Daoming raised his flaming arm to block.
*Boom!*
Sword light and fire clashed in a dazzling burst. But then, a fist rocketed toward Ye Xuan’s forehead, its raw power shattering the space-time around him!
Ye Xuan’s form flickered, turning ethereal!
*Boom!*
The punch missed, and Ye Xuan reappeared hundreds of feet away.
Wan Daoming looked up—just as another sword light slashed down!
His eyes narrowed, and he blocked with his arm.
*Bang!*
The strike sent him reeling back hundreds of feet. Before he could steady himself, another sword light came screaming in!
A cold glint flashed in Wan Daoming’s eyes. He lunged forward, grabbing at the Qingxuan Sword with his right hand. But the moment he caught it, his face twisted—he let go too late, and half his palm was sheared off!
The Qingxuan Sword zipped back to Ye Xuan’s hand!
Wan Daoming stared at it. “Fine blade!”
Ye Xuan grinned. “Your flames aren’t half bad either!”
The Qingxuan Sword had hacked at that fire several times, only dimming it slightly—its spirit hadn’t been broken!
Wan Daoming glanced at Ye Xuan. “Take another punch!”
He stepped forward, throwing a fist from afar!
*Boom!*
The flames on his arm morphed into a fiery fist imprint, blasting out. Wherever it passed, space-time crumbled to dust!
Ye Xuan stayed calm. With a thought, the Qingxuan Sword morphed into a sword-shield, blocking his front.
The fiery fist slammed into it!
*Boom!*
Under everyone’s eyes, the sword-shield held firm against the flaming imprint. But the space-time around Ye Xuan and the shield began to erode and vanish bit by bit!
Wan Daoming gave the sword-shield a deep look. He hadn’t expected the sword to shift forms—or be so damn tough!
Freakish!
He opened his palm, recalling the flames. They dimmed a touch more!
Ye Xuan’s sword could wound their spirit!
Ye Xuan suddenly grinned from afar. “Here—catch this swing!”
He vanished, reappearing above Wan Daoming, then yanked his sword down in a full-force slash!
*Sword Draw Decides Life or Death!*
Every ounce of power in that one strike—he’d lost count of how many layers he’d stacked!
The moment the sword fell, the space-time around them plunged into darkness. Then it boiled, waves of raw power rippling outward!
Li Jing and the others paled, scrambling back!
An Lianyun stared at the black void, lost in thought.
After what felt like ages, Ye Xuan and Wan Daoming reappeared. Wan Daoming was missing an arm, his body crisscrossed with sword scars. The flame in his hand was down to a flickering ember, barely alive.
Ye Xuan? Not a scratch on him!
Wan Daoming lost?
The crowd gaped at him. He murmured, “That sword of yours is something else!”
The subtext: he wasn’t convinced he’d lost fair and square!
Ye Xuan chuckled. “Sect Master Wan, let’s call it a day for this spar!”
He’d only edged out a slight win. Killing Wan Daoming would’ve meant fusing with the Qingxuan Sword—total unity. That was his trump card, and he’d keep it under wraps unless he had to!
Wan Daoming glanced at him. “Dao Ling Palace is brimming with talent!”
With that, he vanished, taking the Wandao Sect crew with him.
Ye Xuan turned to An Lianyun. “Miss Lianyun, until we meet again!”
She nodded slightly. “I’ll drop by sometime!”
Ye Xuan grinned. “Anytime!”
He led the Dao Ling Palace posse off and vanished too.
After they left, Uncle An muttered to An Lianyun, “Didn’t see that coming—Dao Ling Palace popping out another top-tier powerhouse, and a sword cultivator to boot!”
Sword cultivator!
The only No-Boundary sword cultivator around was Ye Xuan!
An Lianyun had been the prime candidate to claim that title—Fangcun Pavilion had poured everything into her!
Raising a No-Boundary powerhouse took a sect’s full might!
Everyone was curious—where’d Dao Ling Palace dig up this No-Boundary sword cultivator out of nowhere?
An Lianyun suddenly said, “Let’s go!”
She turned and left, the Fangcun Pavilion crew trailing behind.
…
Back at Dao Ling Palace, attitudes toward Ye Xuan shifted hard!
No-Boundary!
Same league as Palace Master A Dao Ling!
Once inside, Ye Xuan headed straight to his little hall, then slipped into the small pagoda.
His eyes sparkled with excitement!
That scrap with Wan Daoming had taught him heaps!
He’d gauged his own strength and got a feel for No-Boundary combat power!
For the next stretch, Ye Xuan dove into training!
The fight had sparked insights—and exposed flaws he needed to fix!
What he didn’t know was that his clash with Wan Daoming had kicked up a storm across the otherworld.
A new No-Boundary powerhouse!
And a sword cultivator, no less!
Somewhere amid the clouds…
An old man appeared. Moments later, a woman in a red dress approached!
She eyed him. “Mo Ke, any luck digging up that guy’s background?”
Mo Ke shook his head. “Just that he came from below!”
The red-dressed woman—Hong Lian—frowned.
Mo Ke glanced at her. “Hong Lian, you worried he’s tied to that mysterious swordswoman from back then?”
Hong Lian nodded. “Could be!”
Mo Ke’s brow creased. “How so?”
Hong Lian explained, “He’s a sword cultivator. That senior who struck back then was too! And he’s from below! Why’d Chi Di get sliced up? His clone went down there and ticked off that big shot—so she took him out.”
Mo Ke asked, “You think Ye Xuan’s her guy?”
Hong Lian nodded. “Yep!”
Mo Ke fell silent.
Hong Lian went on, “He beat Wan Daoming because of that sword—it shredded Wan Daoming’s spirit fire!”
Mo Ke’s eyes narrowed. “It can break it?”
Hong Lian nodded. “Wan Daoming didn’t lose to him—he lost to that sword! It’s a top-tier divine artifact!”
Mo Ke murmured, “So this kid’s not just a No-Boundary sword cultivator—he’s a loaded second-gen?”
Hong Lian nodded.
Mo Ke mused, then said, “Got it!”
Hong Lian added, “That day, A Dao Ling already knew who killed Chi Di…”
She shook her head. “That woman’s hooked up with Ye Xuan now—she might just rewrite her fate!”
Mo Ke suddenly asked, “Think Wandao Sect will let this slide?”
Hong Lian laughed. “After a loss that big? No chance!”
She glanced at Mo Ke. “You saying we step in when Wandao Sect comes for him—make nice with him?”
Mo Ke grinned without answering.
Hong Lian gave a thumbs-up. “Sly old fox!”
Mo Ke murmured, “Depends if Wandao Sect plays along!”
Hong Lian chuckled. “They will… word is, Mu Ge and Fan Tian have headed to Wandao Sect!”
Mo Ke frowned. “Fan Tian too?”
Hong Lian nodded.
Mo Ke paused, then said, “Let’s roll the dice! We’ve lived long enough anyway!”
Roll the dice!
…
Inside the pagoda, Ye Xuan was training when he sensed something. He vanished, reappearing before Xu Wang.
Xu Wang rose slowly. The moment she stood, the surrounding space-time boiled!
No-Boundary!
She looked at Ye Xuan. “I’ve hit No-Boundary!”
Ye Xuan’s lips curled up. “Good news!”
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