Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

The woman in black narrowed her eyes at the sight.

SHWISH!

A blurry figure suddenly passed through the annihilating black and gold light like a phantom, appearing above the woman in black. He gently thrust the sword in his hand forward, and a Sword Aura howled through the air, carrying with it astonishing fluctuations of Primordial Qi.

"First Form of the Sword Emperor Technique, Proud Sword!"

A boundless sharpness surged forth. The woman in black suddenly felt an endless golden light stabbing at her, and a chill ran through her heart.

The woman in black watched Wen Qingye rush toward her, her brow furrowing slightly. ’This Sword Technique is incredible. The technique this masked man cultivates is terrifyingly powerful.’

’If this is the source of your confidence, then I’ll make you understand the true meaning of a gap in strength!’

"Purple Flame Spell!"

The woman in black remained motionless, her body standing tall against the wind as a black light swept out. Purple flames seemed to flicker across the black light before it pulsed from within her body, transforming into a beam of violet fire that tore through the air.

BOOM!

The two fierce attacks collided head-on, instantly sending out a visible shockwave of Primordial Qi. The two streams of energy, one gold and one black, clashed, surging wildly as each tried to completely annihilate the other.

"Be annihilated!"

Seeing the two streams of Primordial Qi locked in a stalemate, the woman’s eyes darkened. The Primordial Qi in her body erupted completely. Her delicate frame trembled as the black light flared, and countless purple flames surged forward, directly dispersing Wen Qingye’s Sword Aura.

SHWISH!

However, just as the golden Sword Aura was neutralized, an imposing force capable of cleaving mountains descended from the void and slashed toward the woman’s flames. This was the Fifth Form of the Sword Emperor Technique, Sword Dominator of the World.

SSSSSS...

Seeing Wen Qingye’s attacks coming one after another like a relentless tide, the woman in black sneered. She channeled the Primordial Qi in her body, transforming herself entirely into a mass of purple flames that lit up the sky, completely blocking the supreme Sword Aura.

In the sky, two phantoms of light became entangled. Bursts of black and gold light erupted, dazzling and blinding to the eye.

Within Yihai City, countless gazes were fixed on the two flickering figures in the sky. The violent Primordial Qi emanating from them made the expressions of even some Destruction Realm experts turn grave.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

A few moments passed. The two had already exchanged several blows in quick succession.

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the sky. The two entangled figures shot backward, separating from each other.

"Your strength is impressive. It’s nothing like the cultivation someone at the Fourth Heaven of the Destruction Realm should possess," the woman in black said softly, hovering in the air.

"But don’t get complacent. It’s impossible for you to defeat me with this alone."

The woman’s gaze suddenly sharpened. She took a small step forward, and an eerie black light began to radiate madly from her body, pulsing and writhing like a torrent of a thousand black rays.

"Infinite Curse Technique!"

The woman let out a low cry. The countless black rays of light began to contract rapidly, constantly morphing until they formed a giant, runic character for ’curse’.

The giant runic character glowed, shining with an immense black light that nearly blotted out the entire sky.

Wen Qingye looked up at the oppressive, dark sky, his expression perfectly calm.

’In that case, let me test out the Sword Technique I just acquired.’

The next moment, all his Primordial Qi surged madly toward the blade of the One Thought Sword. Then, waves of frigid air began to radiate rapidly outward from Wen Qingye’s Sword Body.

The surrounding onlookers were all shocked. It felt as if they had been transported from a scorching summer day to the frigid Northern Border; even their breath turned to white mist.

CRACK! CRACK!

The surface of the river near Wen Qingye actually began to slowly freeze over.

All of this happened in a single instant.

"First Sword of the Cold Ice Sword Technique, Cold Rainfall!"

A glint of cold light seemed to appear on the edge of his blade. But in the next instant, that single glint transformed into a countless torrent of frigid currents, spreading in all directions with immense power, like a torrential downpour of ice.

The countless frigid currents collided with the black runic character. The violent impact everyone expected never came. Instead, a scene unfolded that none of them would ever forget.

Everyone was stunned. The scene before them was unlike anything they had ever witnessed in their lives.

The sky was a sheet of ice-blue. The frigid current had frozen the runic character solid.

"That frigid current is terrifying! It can even freeze Primordial Qi!"

"What an incredible Sword Technique! It must be a Mid-Level Spirit Grade, or maybe even a High-Level Spirit Grade technique!"

"This masked man is so strong! He’s defeating a master at the Sixth Heaven of the Destruction Realm while only at the Fourth Heaven himself! Who is he?"

Everyone in the crowd gasped, murmuring amongst themselves. They were suddenly filled with curiosity about the man in the mask.

"Th-this... How is this possible?" The woman in black had a look of utter shock as she stumbled backward. She couldn’t believe her strongest attack had been shattered so easily.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, she felt a powerful backlash from the air that concussed her internal organs, and she spat out a mouthful of crimson froth.

Wen Qingye landed lightly on the ground and sheathed the One Thought Sword on his back. His eyes crinkled into a smile as he watched the woman in black and slowly walked toward her.

"Now, can you tell me who you are?"

The woman in black raised her head, her large eyes staring at Wen Qingye, but her gaze was distant. She still couldn’t believe she had lost to him—a man at the Fourth Heaven of the Destruction Realm.

Wen Qingye smiled faintly. "Or you could just tell me the identity of the person who sent you."

"You..." The woman in black stared in horror at Wen Qingye’s bright, profound eyes.

"Curious?" Wen Qingye leaned in, his face close to hers. "You must be an expert from the Yihai Country’s Royal Family. The person pulling the strings must have quite the status, I imagine."

Seeing Wen Qingye so close, the woman couldn’t help but retreat several steps, her brow furrowing. "Kill me or cut me to pieces, do as you wish. But it’s impossible for you to get what you want from me."

Seeing her reaction, Wen Qingye knew his guess was correct. He was just wondering who the master in the Life and Death Realm pulling the strings was. ’Perhaps even this woman doesn’t know their identity,’ he thought. ’But that doesn’t matter anymore.’

"I won’t make things difficult for you. Go back and deliver a message to the person behind you. Some things are not for people like you to take. Be careful, or you’ll lose more than just your hands—you’ll lose your life."

After speaking, Wen Qingye turned and walked toward Feiyun Dock.

The woman in black was stunned by his words. She watched his departing back, dazed, her expression incredibly complex. She had expected to be brutally tortured, perhaps even killed. But now, it seemed she had been completely overthinking things.

’This masked man... just who is he?’

The question lingered in her mind, refusing to fade.

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