Hearing the old man’s words, Ye Xuan was utterly speechless.
The Yang Clan wiping out his ten clans?
What nonsense was this?
At that moment, the old man suddenly spoke again, “Sir, even if not for the monk’s face, consider the Buddha’s. The Yang Clan…”
Ye Xuan cut him off impatiently, “Is the Yang Clan so great?”
The old man froze, then erupted in fury, “You dare to disrespect the Yang Clan! You dare to scorn them! You… truly fearless in your ignorance. Do you even know what the Yang Clan is? They are…”
Ye Xuan abruptly raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.
Seeing Ye Xuan’s sudden move, the old man’s face changed drastically. He roared, charging forward and throwing a punch. A terrifying force surged from his fist like a flood.
In an instant, the surrounding space boiled and twisted!
Boom!
A burst of sword light shattered, and the old man was sent flying thousands of feet by Ye Xuan’s strike. As he stopped, another sword came slashing, swift as lightning!
The old man’s pupils shrank. Facing Ye Xuan’s terrifying sword, he was struck with fear—Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword was simply too sharp! After taking the earlier punch, his entire right arm had nearly been severed.
At that moment, Zong Shou appeared before the old man, a glint of ferocity in his eyes. With a roar, he threw a punch.
Boom!
A volcanic eruption of terrifying force swept out!
Boom!
A burst of sword light shattered like fireworks, scattering across the sky, leaving it in chaos.
Zong Shou was sent flying thousands of feet, his body completely disintegrating upon stopping!
Seeing Ye Xuan about to strike again, Zong Shou roared, “Activate the formation!”
Activate the formation!
Boom!
As his voice fell, a beam of light shot skyward from the sect below!
In the air, Ye Xuan frowned slightly and slashed downward.
Boom!
A terrifying explosion erupted in the sky, forcing Ye Xuan back hundreds of feet.
As he stopped, another beam of light shot up from the sect below!
Ye Xuan frowned, opened his palm, and the Qingxuan Sword slashed downward.
A cascade of sword light fell like a waterfall!
Boom!
This strike shattered the rising beam of light. As Ye Xuan prepared to strike again, the space above him suddenly split, and a giant, illusory hand grabbed at him.
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed. With a flick of his left sleeve, a surge of sword light shot skyward!
Human Sword Intent!
Boom!
As the terrifying sword light surged, the giant hand shattered into fragments, scattering across the sect’s sky, accompanied by continuous explosions and chaos.
At that moment, Zong Shou roared from afar, “Kill him!”
As his voice fell, countless beams of light shot up from the sect below, heading straight for Ye Xuan.
In the sky, Ye Xuan frowned slightly. The Qingxuan Sword appeared in his hand, but as he prepared to strike, he paused, struck by a thought.
Why should he strike?
Striking meant expending energy!
With Erya’s battle armour, he didn’t need to strike at all!
With that, he abandoned attacking, letting the countless beams of white light hit him one after another. In an instant, he was engulfed in white light.
Boom, boom!
Explosions echoed relentlessly through the sky.
Seeing this, Zong Shou and the old man were stunned.
Not defending?
Soon, the white light in the sky dissipated, and Ye Xuan appeared before them. Seeing him, Zong Shou, the old man, and the others were dumbfounded!
Ye Xuan was completely unharmed!
Zong Shou stared at Ye Xuan in disbelief, “You… you…”
Ye Xuan lightly brushed his clothes and said, “That’s it?”
That’s it?
The scene fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned!
At that moment, Zong Shou roared, “Activate all formations!”
Activate all formations!
As his voice fell, terrifying forces surged from the sect below, their overwhelming pressure sweeping across the heavens and myriad realms.
In the sky, Ye Xuan closed his eyes, neither dodging nor evading, letting the countless forces bombard him!
Soon, Ye Xuan was once again engulfed by those terrifying forces.
Everyone in the sect stared fixedly at Ye Xuan’s position. Before long, the space around him returned to normal, and Ye Xuan reappeared in their sights. Seeing him, every sect warrior’s face turned grim.
Ye Xuan was still completely unharmed!
Zong Shou stared at Ye Xuan in disbelief, “This isn’t right…”
Ye Xuan chuckled, “That’s it?”
Zong Shou glared at Ye Xuan’s body, roaring, “What divine artifact are you wearing!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, and the Qingxuan Sword suddenly flew out.
Swoosh!
The sword light flashed like lightning.
In the distance, Zong Shou’s face changed drastically. He dodged backward, trying to evade Ye Xuan’s sword, as his soul form couldn’t withstand it.
Moreover, he was horrified to find that Ye Xuan’s sword seemed to have a powerful restraining effect on souls.
As the sword approached, Zong Shou’s fear reached its peak.
At that moment, the old man stepped in front of Zong Shou, roaring, “Contact the Yang Clan!”
With that, he turned to face the incoming sword, clenching his fists tightly.
Boom!
A terrifying flame surged from his body.
Burning his body!
But it didn’t stop there. Moments later, another terrifying aura erupted from him.
Boom!
In an instant, Ye Xuan’s sword was repelled by this aura!
In the distance, Ye Xuan opened his palm, and the Qingxuan Sword returned with a streak of sword light.
Ye Xuan looked at the old man, who had burned both his body and soul!
He was truly fighting for his life!
After burning his body and soul, the old man’s aura surged wildly, reaching a terrifying level in moments!
The sect warriors looked on with sorrow.
Burning his body!
Burning his soul!
This meant certain death!
The old man glared at Ye Xuan, his eyes filled with venom.
Ye Xuan shook his head with a smile, “Old man, I don’t get it. What are you so bitter about? Weren’t you the ones who came after me first? Why act like I’m the villain?”
The old man snarled, “My sect has already surrendered, why must you exterminate us?”
Ye Xuan frowned, “Didn’t I keep surrendering before? Did you let me go? I don’t think so.”
The old man pointed at Ye Xuan in rage, “Don’t give me your nonsense. You think you’ve won? I’m telling you, when the Yang Clan arrives, you’ll know despair!”
Ye Xuan sighed softly, “I suggest you don’t call them, really.”
The old man laughed in fury, “Scared? You’re scared?”
Ye Xuan: “…”
At that moment, Zong Shou opened his palm, and a small token shot into the starry depths.
Ye Xuan glanced at Zong Shou, silent.
The old man suddenly opened his palm, then clenched it tightly.
Boom!
A terrifying force rapidly gathered in his hand, causing the entire sect realm to tremble.
In the distance, Ye Xuan remained calm, the Qingxuan Sword in his hand trembling slightly!
Suddenly, the old man roared, “Die!”
With that, he charged forward, throwing a punch.
The punch unleashed a thunderous, overwhelming force straight at Ye Xuan!
In response, Ye Xuan rushed forward and slashed downward.
Swoosh!
His sword shattered the fist imprint!
The old man rushed to Ye Xuan, aiming a punch at his face. Ye Xuan spun his right hand, unleashing a burst of sword light.
Boom!
The old man was sent flying thousands of feet!
Stopping, the old man froze.
He hadn’t expected that, even after burning his body and soul, he still wasn’t Ye Xuan’s match.
The old man glared at Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword, his face grim.
Ye Xuan had two divine artifacts: this sword, an indestructible weapon for attack, and a mysterious defensive artifact, equally impregnable!
It was absurd!
The strongest spear and the strongest shield!
How could they fight this?
The old man stared at Ye Xuan, his aura growing stronger, but it was useless—he couldn’t break Ye Xuan’s defence!
Yet Ye Xuan’s sword could ignore any defensive artifact they had!
How could they fight this?
At that moment, Ye Xuan said, “Don’t just stand there! You’re burning your soul. If you don’t act, it’ll burn out!”
Hearing this, the old man roared in fury, “Ye Xuan, what are you so smug about!”
Ye Xuan shook his head, “Old man, with such a temper, how did you reach the Ancestral God Realm?”
The old man glared at Ye Xuan, his fists clenched. His body was gone, his soul fading to near transparency—he couldn’t hold on much longer!
He wanted to act, but he knew even his full strength couldn’t harm Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan smiled, “If you won’t move, I will!”
With that, he vanished.
In the distance, the old man’s pupils shrank. He roared, stacking his hands and thrusting forward with a seal.
Boom!
A powerful force surged from him, but it shattered instantly upon meeting Ye Xuan’s sword. The old man was sent flying thousands of feet!
When he stopped, his soul was nearly transparent…
Ye Xuan looked at him, about to strike again, when a terrifying aura suddenly swept in from the distant starry depths, boiling the space in its path!
Ye Xuan frowned.
The old man looked up, laughing maniacally, “Ye Xuan, the Yang Clan’s powerhouses have arrived! You’re finished! You’re finished… haha…”
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