Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 143 - 140: A Sword Soaring Through the Skies

Chapter 143: Chapter 140: A Sword Soaring Through the Skies

Sword Qi scattered like flowers from the heavens, not only swiftly demolishing the joint attack of Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen, but also shattering their defenses, inch by inch, causing both to cough up blood again.

"Are they even human?"

Many disciples below swallowed hard, clearly intimidated by Ye Xuan’s dominance. The Three-Transformation Glazed Body and Twofold Mystic Art were both deployed, yet in the end, they were broken by Ye Xuan’s single sword strike?

At this moment, Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen were like two wounded leopards, covered in numerous sword wounds. However, in the face of the relentless assault of Ye Xuan’s Sword Qi, a fierce light simultaneously surged in their eyes.

Defeat was certain if this continued!

Just then, Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen exchanged a look, both seeing a hint of madness in each other’s eyes. Faced with such a formidable enemy, they had one last stand. Even if they were to lose, they would do so without regrets!

Suddenly, with an aura like a tiger descending a mountain, a force erupted from both men, stirring the emotions of the many disciples watching. They could tell that Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen, like wild beasts whose full potential had been unleashed, were driven to desperation by Ye Xuan, prompting them to find further strength in this dire situation!

Undoubtedly, both Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen were geniuses among the disciples, but not even they had realized that, at this moment, their strength had surpassed their own peaks by a sliver.

"Three-Transformation Glazed Body, Qiankun Great Splitting Force!"

With a shout, Ruan Jingtian’s body’s glazed luster surged rapidly, converging swiftly like water to his palm. His right hand swelled to twice its size, reaching out in midair and transforming into a monstrous glazed hand, lunging at Ye Xuan.

"Twofold Mystic Art, Kun’s Ultimate Nullity!"

Xiang Fanchen, too, stomped the ground fiercely and soared into the air. He spun, with his long spear drilling out like a spiral, tearing through the sky and bearing down on Ye Xuan, who had yet to land from mid-air.

Puff, puff, puff!

Under their final desperate attack, unleashing all their potential, the remaining Sword Qi struck the glazed hand and Spiral Spear Light, shattering into bits and unable to halt their assault for a second, the two’s attacks poised to breach all defenses and strike Ye Xuan.

"We’re about to lose."

Ling Qianxue and Leng Ruofeng’s faces became extremely grave, as they both recognized that Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen were going all out. This level of power had surpassed their own peak strength. Such a combined strike was powerful enough to pose a threat to them.

It was difficult for Ye Xuan with his current level of cultivation to withstand it.

However, when their gaze fell upon Ye Xuan, a hint of surprise flickered across their faces, for Ye Xuan seemed to have entered a bizarre state, his eyes closed slightly, his face expressionless, descending slowly from midair as if allowing the two oncoming strikes to hit him, without any sign of reaction.

"What is he doing?"

Ling Qianxue was filled with confusion and concern. In such a crucial, final confrontation, could he be giving up? That state, if hit simultaneously by the two attacks, would inevitably result in severe injury.

Even for giving up, there was no need for this, and moreover, was Ye Xuan the type to concede lightly? Although there seemed to be almost no chance of victory, her instincts told her that this battle was not so simple.

Whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, as she pondered, Ye Xuan’s eyes suddenly opened, a streak of sharp light, like lightning, shot out from his eyes, sparking intensely in the air.

Just before he landed, Ye Xuan tapped the ground forcefully, his figure surging upwards once more. The Spiritual Edge Sword pierced through the air and, hovering in midair for an instant, Ye Xuan swung out a spinning slash, drawing a half-moon arc, sweeping through ferociously.

The vast Sword Qi, like a relentless silk ribbon, swept out, cleansing a void in space.

This strike seemed to tower above the ninth heaven, like a divine slash. At the moment of that swing, Ye Xuan’s aura reached an unprecedented peak.

Great Sword Scripture, One Sword to Rule the Sky!

Boom, boom!

Under the cleave of the Sword Qi, both the glazed hand and the Spiral Spear Light shattered upon contact, torn asunder, and the Protective True Qi around Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen was obliterated into dust. Both spat out blood and flew backward, like kites with broken strings, falling onto the plaza below the high platform...

The defeat of the two was sealed.

In the midst of the plaza, like a gust of autumn wind sweeping up pebbles and withered leaves, everyone stared blankly at the remaining slender figure on the platform. After a long while, complex emotions finally surged in their eyes.

Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen, the two strongest Inner Hall disciples of Qian Hall and Kun Hall, had been defeated in a joint effort... And the one who defeated them was a new disciple who had joined Heavenly Martial Hall less than two months ago.

Such an ending was clearly something no one could have anticipated.

"Amazing."

Many disciples looked at each other, each seeing a genuine admiration in the others’ shocked eyes.

At this moment, no one would doubt Ye Xuan’s strength any longer. The battle they witnessed with their own eyes was more convincing than any propaganda.

Among the crowd, not lacking were disciples from the Yang Hall; when they saw Ye Xuan’s decisive counterattack, defeating both Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen in one fell swoop, they were somewhat stunned. After a while, a look of exhilaration began to appear on their faces.

Over the years, the Yang Hall had been considered the least of the four halls, and its disciples had often been looked down upon by those of the other three halls. But after this battle, it was believed that no one would dare to mock the Yang Hall anymore. Ye Xuan’s strength was now second only to the True Disciples, and among the Inner Hall disciples, he was unmatched.

With the leaders of the Inner Hall disciples from the Qian Hall, Kun Hall, and Yin Hall already defeated by Ye Xuan, what remained was only the top disciple of Yang Hall, Lu Yan—who possessed Heavenly Martial Hall’s number one supreme art, the Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture. If he were to fight Ye Xuan, the outcome might still be uncertain.

"He actually won."

Ling Qianxue’s words revealed her inner unrest. At this moment, her feelings were mixed. On one hand, Ye Xuan’s monstrous performance was something to be happy about, as the Heavenly Martial Hall had gained such a talented disciple. But on the other hand, his rapid rise put considerable pressure on her, especially since Ye Xuan had managed to make her look foolish time after time. If she were surpassed by him, wouldn’t she be even more aggrieved in the future...

"This Ye Xuan is really a terrifying guy. Just two months after joining, he has this kind of strength. If given more time, who else could be his opponent?"

Beside her, Leng Ruofeng shook his head, but his eyes also revealed a veiled eagerness for battle. He had always considered Ling Qianxue, with her high talent, someone to defeat, but now it seemed that soon, Ye Xuan would become an even stronger opponent.

Because although Ling Qianxue had high talent, she still had weaknesses to exploit, yet Leng Ruofeng saw no weaknesses in Ye Xuan. Such a person’s growth would undoubtedly be terrifying.

However, he didn’t care. Having stronger opponents meant greater challenges, and for him, this was a cause for joy.

"That’s not necessarily true. Others aren’t just wooden stakes waiting to be overtaken. Let’s see when he breaks through to the Martial Sect level."

Ling Qianxue’s beautiful face remained cold, yet her heart couldn’t stay calm. What once was as serene as a secluded pool now became restless.

Even in her mind, a peculiar image had formed: soon, Ye Xuan standing in front of her, pompously, while she, with lowered head, had to accept Ye Xuan’s instruction.

"Little Lingzi, stop dreaming. You’ll never catch up to me."

"No one I’ve surpassed has ever managed to catch up. Don’t get your hopes up. Just diligently climb behind me."

"Remember to call me Brother Ye when you see me from now on..."

Ye Xuan’s voice kept echoing in her ears, and his face, with a cheap yet punchable smile, lingered in her mind. His words kept repeating intermittently from her lips.

"Bastard."

Ling Qianxue couldn’t help but curse softly under her breath.

"Hm?"

Leng Ruofeng tilted his head and looked at Ling Qianxue in surprise. If he hadn’t misheard, she seemed to have just called someone a bastard? He knew Ling Qianxue always seemed aloof and tolerant of everyone. Who could have caused her to express such an attitude?

"Junior Sister Ling, what’s wrong?" Leng Ruofeng was also somewhat intrigued.

"Nothing."

Ling Qianxue shook her head, her expression reverting to ice-cold. She silently made a resolution: after returning, she definitely had to compress her time, double her cultivation efforts, and strive to break through to the Second Grade Martial Sect level within a few days, leaving Ye Xuan far behind. She absolutely couldn’t let him catch up to her.

At that moment, Ye Xuan on the high platform suddenly sneezed, puzzled as to why he would sneeze out of the blue.

But he didn’t think too much about it. Right now, his mood was also quite good. The third move of the Great Sword Scripture, One Sword Ascending to Heaven, was something he had yet to comprehend. It was only during the final joint offensive from Ruan Jingtian and Xiang Fanchen, under such tremendous pressure, that he was able to have an epiphany. He mastered the most terrifying move of the Great Sword Scripture and defeated the two of them with one strike.

With consecutive victories, Ye Xuan also gained the prize money—1,500 Xuanyuan Pills.

"With these 1,500 Xuanyuan Pills, I won’t have to worry about pill resources for a while. They are enough for me to condense a Void Core and advance to the level of a Half-step Martial Sect."

To break through to Martial Sect level, one must first condense a Void Core before transforming it into a Martial Arts Golden Core. Of course, some people could skip this process, but if one wanted the quality of the Golden Core to reach an ideal state, it was best to follow the steps and improve steadily.