Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

RUMBLE!

The Ice Python charged forward relentlessly. Primordial Qi gathered madly in its mouth, forming an ice-blue orb of light that it then spat viciously toward Lim Tian. A fist met the frigid sphere in a violent collision.

Instantly, the epicenter of the collision was like the heart of an avalanche. Countless streams of frigid energy surged and erupted madly in all directions.

A blue barrier of light radiated from the Ice Python, completely blocking the frigid currents.

A cold glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s eyes.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, First Kill!"

A beam of Sword Aura erupted from the One Thought Sword, slashing toward Lim Tian.

Lim Tian was unsteady on his feet, but he paid Wen Qingye’s Sword Aura no mind. With a wave of his arm, the Sword Aura dissipated completely. But Wen Qingye’s second Sword Aura immediately followed.

Lim Tian remained expressionless. With casual waves of his hand, he easily blocked all four of Wen Qingye’s Sword Auras.

Watching Wen Qingye charge again, Lim Tian couldn’t help but say coldly, "I don’t know where you learned the July Killing Heart Sword Technique, but your execution is simply pathetic. You haven’t even scratched the surface of my Taiyi Pavilion Swordsmanship. You’re a complete laughingstock."

Wen Qingye licked his lips, dry from the cold, and swung his sword once more.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Fifth Kill!"

This strike from Wen Qingye carried the Overlord Law of the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao. A profound momentum surged forth, fast as a shooting star, aiming directly for Lim Tian’s weakest point.

Lim Tian was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected Wen Qingye’s Swordsmanship to be so impressive. Not only was it powerful, but it struck directly for the vulnerable spot three inches below his waist. He slapped his palm forward, sending a surge of red Powerful Qi toward the tip of Wen Qingye’s sword.

The "Killing Heart" aspect of the attack, a shock to the Heart Spirit, had no effect on him whatsoever.

BANG!

Wen Qingye felt a tremendous force travel up his arm, nearly making him lose his grip on his sword. The webbing of his hand split open, and blood slowly stained the One Thought Sword.

Just then, the Ice Python recovered. It spat another frigid current, this one flecked with blue-purple starlight, surging toward Lim Tian.

Lim Tian could afford to ignore Wen Qingye’s sword, but not the Ice Python’s breath. He had to focus his full attention on blocking the frigid assault.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Sixth Kill!"

Wen Qingye remained steady atop the Ice Python. The sword in his hand shot forward, seeming to pierce the very void. Like a shooting star, it hurtled toward Lim Tian.

’Sixth Kill?’

Lim Tian had just dispersed the Ice Python’s frigid current when he sensed a sharp presence rushing at him. He was not just familiar with this move; he could perform it himself. What shocked him was that the subtlety of this execution surpassed his own.

Remembering his earlier taunt, Lim Tian’s heart sank and his expression turned grim.

"Perish!"

Lim Tian roared. Red Powerful Qi surged around him, then rapidly converged into a single point that shot toward Wen Qingye’s sword.

HISS! HISS!

Aided by the force of the Ice Python’s dive, Wen Qingye’s body was still jolted to a halt. He felt a blast of Powerful Qi invade his internal organs. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat.

"Keep charging Lim Tian!" Wen Qingye used the Spirit Communication Technique to command the Ice Python beneath him.

"Alright, I’ll do as you say!" Without hesitation, the Ice Python twisted its massive body and charged toward Lim Tian once more.

The crowd watched the sky with bated breath. Wen Qingye, whose momentum had just been broken, was now being carried forward again by the Ice Python. He held his One Thought Sword level, and it emanated a dark, black glow.

"July Killing Heart Sword Technique, Seventh Kill!"

Wen Qingye and his sword seemed to merge into one. The sword in his hand vanished, as if he himself had become the blade. The boundless aura he exuded was far beyond what any expert in the Yin-Yang Realm could possess.

At the same time, a black seed within Wen Qingye’s Qi Sea began to grow wildly, radiating immense amounts of pure Primordial Qi.

"Heavens! Wen Qingye actually knows the Seventh Kill!"

"Few in the Taiyi Pavilion know the Seventh Kill. Even an Elder wouldn’t know it unless they spent a great deal of time studying it."

"If Wen Qingye had used the Seventh Kill earlier, Hankong would probably be a corpse by now."

.......

The surrounding crowd wore expressions of sheer shock. A disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect had actually performed a Taiyi Pavilion sword technique to such a pinnacle—how could they not be astonished?

Lim Tian was utterly stunned. Wen Qingye’s attack left him scrambling and, for the first time, he felt a true sense of threat—a threat to the Taiyi Pavilion itself. At this realization, his killing intent surged. If Wen Qingye wasn’t killed, he would surely become an extraordinary figure in the future.

"Rage of Mountains and Seas!"

The red Primordial Qi seemed to transform into an illusion of mountains and rivers. Its momentum connected heaven and earth, a boundless pressure bearing down on Wen Qingye’s One Thought Sword.

"HISS!"

Seeing its chance, the Ice Python opened its massive jaws. Several blue orbs of ice condensed in its throat before it spat them out violently.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

The frigid streams of ice drifted through the air, making strange crackling sounds, as if the very air was about to freeze solid.

The red Powerful Qi and the frigid currents collided in a brilliant flash of light. A shockwave of Powerful Qi erupted, and Lim Tian’s body was thrown backward.

At that moment, Wen Qingye shot off the Ice Python’s head, moving so fast that the crowd could no longer follow his movements. His sword thrust directly at Lim Tian, unleashing a terrifying Sword Aura.

Just then, the crowd suddenly noticed Wen Qingye’s aura was rising steadily. This surge in power left them all surprised and shocked.

Wen Qingye’s cultivation was bolstered by the Heart-Seeking Seed. At this critical juncture, he had actually broken through, reaching the Ninth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Watching Wen Qingye charge against the gale, Liuu Han said in disbelief, "He broke through?"

"That’s right. His cultivation really did break through," Su Zixin said, swallowing hard.

The onlookers watched Wen Qingye, a complex mix of emotions stirring within them.

Su Qingyun watched Wen Qingye, her beautiful eyes shimmering as she murmured, "To dare fight a Life and Death Realm expert with only a Yin-Yang Realm cultivation... his courage alone is incredible."

Su Ding nodded. "This is what it means to be a true prodigy of one’s generation."

HUMMM!

Just as the sword in Wen Qingye’s hand was about to pierce Lim Tian’s throat, Lim Tian slammed his hands together, clamping the blade between his palms. The Sword Body was caught fast, unable to move an inch.

Lim Tian sneered at Wen Qingye. "This Seventh Kill is truly formidable. I admit I misjudged you. But your cultivation is still far too weak."

"Is that so?"

A strange smile played on Wen Qingye’s lips. In the next instant, Lim Tian had a sudden, bad feeling.

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