Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1282: Win by Discussing the Dao

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1282: Win by Discussing the Dao

Sword radiance and sword intent surged to their limits in an instant, golden sword light completely engulfed Long Xuan, the Breath of the Dao imprisoned his entire body, and the piercing sword intent fell upon him in totality!

"Hmph, is this your sword intent?"

Long Xuan smiled and flicked his fingers in rapid succession.

Even without a magic artifact to protect his body, how could Long Xuan be without other means of self-preservation?

Yet, despite Long Xuan being of the Nascent Soul Realm, the Triple Defensive Magic Art he deployed crumbled to ashes in mere moments before the fierce sword radiance.

All mana vanished without a trace in the endless sea of sword radiance, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.

Not enough.

Long Xuan took a deep breath, fully realizing that this all-in strike from Su Chengyu was far beyond what his current realm could withstand.

"This sword lives up to its name."

With a deep exhale, Long Xuan admitted, as he watched the intense sword radiance completely overwhelm him,

"I am defeated."

All of Long Xuan’s protective barriers were shattered, and the penetrating sword intent invaded right before him, as the violent sword intent rampaged through his body.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, a fiery red flame flickered for a moment.

This strike, far beyond what Long Xuan could handle at the moment, also broke through the self-imposed limits on his own power.

Long Xuan, having returned to the peak of the Void, had the vast mana of the Hollow Realm radiate autonomously from within him, enveloping him completely.

Yet even so, the sword radiance did not cease its advance; Su Chengyu’s sword, fueled by his entire body and soul, still posed a great threat to Long Xuan at his peak—no longer like the previous attempts that failed to breach Long Xuan’s defenses.

But while the sword intent is endless, human strength eventually has its limits.

Facing Long Xuan’s immense power at the mountain’s summit pinnacle, the fierce Sword Qi ultimately could not wear him down completely.

The vast difference in their realms meant that even should Long Xuan cease to resist, his defenses began to fade.

"It’s over."

Yang Qianyan spoke with a sense of loss.

Beside him, Cang Xue, still in shock and unable to clearly grasp what had just occurred, asked in astonishment, "Did Long Xuan win?"

"Win? Using his Hollow Realm cultivation to block that strike, can it really be called a win?" Xu Zijing retorted as he looked towards Cang Xue.

And Cang Xue, who couldn’t believe what she heard, stepped back in astonishment, "Impossible! How could Su Chengyu push Long Xuan to such an extent?"

"This is the reality."

Qian Jun spoke coldly, his face showing no sign of ease, as he had already noticed something off about Su Chengyu’s condition and quickly turned his head to look at Ye Qingci.

Among those present, Ye Qingci should have been the most anxious at this moment.

Indeed, Ye Qingci’s chest was heaving violently, and although she was barely keeping herself under control considering the special nature of this victory, she still suppressed the urge to rush out and looked up at Long Xuan, "Is the matter of life and death settled?"

Long Xuan, having recovered his Hollow Realm strength, did not speak but looked towards Su Chengyu, who was covered in blood with even his God’s Soul flickering uncertainly, and softly said, "I owe him a life debt, mine for the taking at any time."

His words set the tone.

With that statement, Long Xuan informed everyone that had he not regained his strength, even though Su Chengyu would die from that strike, the first to fall would have been none other than himself!

"How can this be? Young Master, how could you lose?" The Housekeeper of the Long family couldn’t believe it; even though he had sensed something amiss early on, hearing the words straight from Long Xuan’s mouth still felt so incredulous.

"The desire for victory differs, and moreover... bound within the Nascent Soul, I truly couldn’t unleash such a sword strike. He is stronger than I was at the Nascent Soul Realm," Long Xuan said calmly.

Although he had lost to Su Chengyu this time, it was completely different from the defeat he suffered at the hands of Ye Qingci.

But Long Xuan, whose Mind State had long since changed, seemed to have already let go of much of his obsession.

What was most important was that Long Xuan had to admit that Su Chengyu’s sword strike had completely surpassed his understanding.

Not to mention his real self when he was truly at the Nascent Soul Realm, even now, even if he had the same awakening as Su Chengyu, he definitely couldn’t swing such a sword.

Having personally experienced this sword strike, Long Xuan didn’t doubt that if Su Chengyu’s strength reached the Hollow Realm, with just the power of that sword, he might have been able to sever the chasm between immortals and mortals that was like a heaven moat and truly slay a Land Immortal!

"It’s not possible, this can’t be happening," Cang Xue, standing outside the scene, also retreated several steps continuously and still couldn’t believe the ironclad fact before her eyes.

Ye Qingci turned coldly to Cang Xue, "What? Does this result displease Her Highness Consort Chen, or do you have some dissatisfaction?"

Cang Xue, rendered speechless and facing the overpowering Ye Qingci with no escape, suddenly looked at Long Xuan and then her eyes lit up instantly, "You held back, didn’t you? You didn’t use your full strength, right?"

"Are you questioning me?"

A flash of killing intent appeared in Long Xuan’s eyes, and Cang Xue instantly felt as if she had been seen through completely, but even in the face of such a threat from Long Xuan, Cang Xue still stubbornly retorted.

"It doesn’t make sense! On the same level, even the Holy Envoy of Shocking Dragon, the Lone Star Saint Envoy, couldn’t beat you, right? How could a mere Loose Cultivator from the countryside win against you? There must be a problem here!"

Today, her murderous intent towards Su Chengyu was so intense, she understood that once Su Chengyu gained momentum, he would never let her go, so she might as well completely break the jar.

Lone Star Yang Qianyan glanced at Long Xuan, his eyes shifting slightly as he spoke softly, "On the same level, I am indeed no match for Long Xuan, what about you, Jinglong?"

Xu Zijing smiled, "Isn’t what you’re asking superfluous? But..."

"If you can’t win, what makes you think Su Chengyu can’t?"

Ye Qingci spoke coldly, sweeping her gaze across everyone present, "If anyone still thinks Su Chengyu doesn’t deserve to win, they are welcome to step forward. I can’t unleash the same sword as Su Chengyu, but I can give you all a taste of a similarly powerful strike!"

The might of that sword strike was not only enough to endanger those of the Hollow Realm, but even Earth Immortals could by no means ignore a sword imbued with the Breath of the Dao.

It was just that Su Chengyu’s Mana was ultimately too scarce and his Realm too low, he simply couldn’t fully display the power that sword strike should have possessed.

And after Ye Qingci finished speaking, the Demon Slayer Department instantly fell silent.

Even those who hadn’t seen Su Chengyu’s sword strike clearly could not help but sense how terrifying Su Chengyu’s sword was.

What truly made them disbelieving was merely because the one who lost was Long Xuan.

But looking at Long Xuan, who had no intention whatsoever of making a rebuttal, the crowd, as unwilling as they were to believe it, had to accept that ironclad fact.

Long Xuan had lost.

The unrivaled Long Xuan at the same level had genuinely lost to that Loose Cultivator from the countryside!

Inside the Demon Slayer Department, there was silence; there were no cheers, nor were there voices of doubt. Ye Qingci snorted coldly, then leaped directly to the center of the Martial Arts Field.

Su Chengyu, pale-faced, forced a smile and was about to speak when Ye Qingci coldly cut him off, "Don’t talk."

Forcibly dispersing the Sword Intent still lingering around Su Chengyu that hadn’t dissipated, enduring the repulsion of the Heavenly Dao towards herself, Ye Qingci grasped Su Chengyu’s wrist.

His meridians were completely severed, and his five viscera were destroyed; what Ye Qingci found most unacceptable was that Su Chengyu’s Nascent Soul was also in tatters.

His God’s Soul seemed to have no place to reside, scattering in all directions as if it were fleeing, and it wasn’t just his life that was dissipating but the very existence of his being.

As an Earth Immortal, Ye Qingci was very clear about the state Su Chengyu was in at the moment.

Death upon loss of the Dao!