Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

"Void-Breaking Finger!"

Hankong roared, extending the index finger of his left hand. A finger that could shatter the void jabbed forward, its power overwhelmingly potent. It was as if an extremely sharp force had been concentrated into a single point, sending a chill through the hearts of the onlookers.

"Azure Wave!"

The cry of a sword echoed to the heavens. The One Thought Sword transformed into a fine thread, its tip aimed directly at Hankong.

The thrust carried none of the flashiness of a common technique. It was like a single, brilliant star—silent and traceless, yet utterly soul-stirring, possessing an almost supernatural and unpredictable quality.

Not a single person present could fully grasp its profound charm; this was a testament to the mastery of Wen Qingye’s Sword Dao.

With a sharp DING, both figures froze for an instant. Hankong’s momentum was broken, and his body shot backward as a pale, cyan barrier rose before him.

Wen Qingye’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. He slapped the pommel of his sword with his left palm.

A tyrannical force erupted. The light from the sword in his hand flared, and the longsword pierced directly through the cyan barrier. The tip once again condensed into a thread of white light, stabbing toward the space between Hankong’s eyebrows.

Hankong showed no signs of panic. He remained floating in place, the cyan Primordial Qi swirling around him so tangibly it seemed to solidify the very air.

Wen Qingye’s thread of sword light seemed to sink into a swamp, its advance slowing, slowing, until it finally returned to the form of a longsword. The sword body, wreathed in a golden gleam, its tip grinding to the point of producing sparkling golden sparks. The blade, once as bright and clear as autumn water, began to glow red-hot as if seared by a blazing fire, looking as if it were about to melt.

The sword tip crept forward!

Finally, less than a foot from Hankong, the sword tip stopped. A cyan-green Jade Pendant at his waist had erupted with a world-shaking light, enveloping him completely.

The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment.

BOOM!

A blast of tyrannical Primordial Qi erupted, spreading out in all directions like a hurricane.

RUMBLE!

The surrounding boulders could not withstand such an impact. They exploded with violent cracks, but in the instant they shattered, an even more powerful surge of Primordial Qi swept through. Caught in the shockwave, the rubble disintegrated into dust and scattered like a meteor shower.

The crowd of onlookers scrambled backward. A tsunami of dust and debris rushed toward them, nearly engulfing the first few hundred people in an instant, punctuated by the sounds of cursing.

The flying splinters of wood and rock were like bolts from a powerful crossbow. Even though the onlookers were all experts of the Yin-Yang Realm, being struck meant a bloody hole torn through their bodies—a testament to the sheer power of the two combatants.

A mushroom cloud of dust and smoke shot into the sky!

Immediately after, Hankong’s battle cry rang out.

Neither of them held back their aura. The aftershocks from the occasional leak of rampaging Primordial Qi possessed terrifying power. In an instant, some onlookers at the Seventh and Eighth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm turned deathly pale, their Heart Spirits shaken.

"Everyone, spread out!"

Wen Qingye’s voice drifted out from the dust cloud, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Hearing this, the crowd scattered, their eyes filled with irrepressible panic.

Youu Junlian frowned as she looked at the sky. "Watch them closely," she said. "If you can catch even a glimpse of insight from their battle, it will be of unspeakable benefit to your future."

The members of the Jade Maiden Sect beside her nodded seriously, their beautiful eyes shimmering with brilliant light as they watched the two combatants.

Su Ding looked up at Wen Qingye and said with a wry smile, "Little sister, this Wen Qingye’s strength is leagues beyond ours. And you wanted me to assist him?"

Su Qingyun pursed her lips and sighed, "His progress is too fast. I never expected this either."

Fangg Xin looked up and murmured, "So this is a battle between the top geniuses of the Eastern Profound Domain’s number one and number two sects. It’s truly something to aspire to."

Jiekong nodded grimly. "Hankong is one of the Seven Paragons of Taiyi Pavilion. His talent is monstrous. Aside from a handful of people in Taiyi Pavilion, he’s never suffered a loss. For this Wen Qingye to fight him to a standstill like this... after this battle, his name will surely be known far and wide."

Nangong Xin gazed at the sky, listening to the discussions around her, her expression incomparably complex.

Only Cao Yun, Li Da, and Weii Xiaoxiao had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked to the sky, everyone holding their breath, not daring to exhale.

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"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, First Kill!"

Wen Qingye knew the Jade Pendant at Hankong’s waist was extraordinary and that he would have to show his true strength to defeat him. With a flick of his wrist, the Sword Aura on his blade flared, and a stream of Sword Qi shot out toward Hankong.

When Wen Qingye executed this sword strike, the thousands of onlookers were stunned. ’Isn’t that Taiyi Pavilion’s Swordsmanship? How does Wen Qingye know it?’

In an instant!

A storm raged in the hearts of the crowd. He was showing them that he knew not only the Martial Arts of the Daoist School of Non-action, but also the Martial Arts of Taiyi Pavilion.

Hankong’s expression changed, but he quickly recovered, striking out with a palm to shatter the First Kill.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Second Kill!"

Wen Qingye’s attack was as swift as a gale, giving Hankong no chance to catch his breath. His sword shot out once more, its Sword Aura lashing out mercilessly.

"Void-Breaking Finger!"

Hankong condensed Primordial Qi at his fingertip and jabbed out, scattering the sharp Sword Aura once again.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Third Kill!"

Wen Qingye rushed toward Hankong, his sword aimed straight for his opponent’s throat. The speed of this strike was countless times faster than the previous two.

Hankong’s Heart Spirit suddenly focused. He thrust both palms forward, sending a vast wave of Primordial Qi toward Wen Qingye, trying to halt his advance.

But Wen Qingye didn’t get entangled. With a sharp thrust, the tip of his sword let out a whistling sound. He used a single point to break the entire surface, directly shattering the vast and pure wave of Primordial Qi.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Fourth Kill!"

Wen Qingye’s icy eyes remained unchanged. His sword moved like a meteor again, his insight as clear as seeing fire. He combined his Dragon Walk and Tiger Stride Body Technique with his Swordsmanship, executing the July Killing Heart Sword Technique to perfection.

A disciple from Taiyi Pavilion cried out in terror, "Heavens! I’ve never seen such a perfect execution of the July Killing Heart Sword Technique! This Wen Qingye is... he’s a monster!"

Hearing the words of the Taiyi Pavilion disciple, everyone stared blankly at Wen Qingye as he danced through the sky with his sword.

"Even if your July Killing Heart Sword Technique is that masterful, I will show you the gap between us!"

At this moment, Hankong finally stopped holding back. With a shudder, wisps of blue thread began to emanate from his body. As the blue threads spread out, they seemed to tear the very air apart.

The blue threads began to coil around the sword in Wen Qingye’s hand, emitting an endless chill that invaded his body. It was like a beast of Primordial Chaos, trying to swallow Wen Qingye whole.

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