Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Tong Tian stumbled back four or five steps, his eyes wide with horror as he stared at Wen Qingye. This Wen Qingye was surprisingly strong, far exceeding his expectations.

Instead of retreating, Wen Qingye advanced, leaping into the sky.

”I said it before. You can both come at me at once!”

Wen Qingye pointed his sword, his entire being seeming to merge with the blade. His clothes and hair whipped in the wind as the sword’s tip aimed directly at Zhou Yuling, who was about to lunge for the Array Disc. A faint smile played on his handsome features, radiating a sky-high confidence.

Zhou Yuling was on the verge of obtaining the Array Disc when Wen Qingye suddenly appeared out of nowhere to intercept her. She cursed inwardly, then gritted her teeth. Extending a finger, she sent specks of hazy light to meet the tip of Wen Qingye’s sword.

BANG!

Zhou Yuling felt a sharp, piercing pain in her finger. Her expression changed, and she hastily withdrew her hand.

”Your sword...”

Zhou Yuling looked down at her hand. A bloody gash had appeared on her finger, spreading to her palm as if it had burst open.

Wen Qingye looked at the two of them, holding his sword horizontally across his chest. ”I’m taking this Array Disc today. Neither of you can stop me.”

Tong Tian’s expression was as grim as water. Looking at Zhou Yuling beside him, he said, ”You, fall back. Wen Qingye, I will be the one to kill you!”

”Fine!” Zhou Yuling didn’t hesitate.

The Lan Country and the Divine Wind Country had always been sworn enemies of the Celestial Martial Country, so it was only natural to stop Wen Qingye from seizing the Array Disc. Besides, this gave her a chance to watch two tigers fight from the sidelines—an opportunity she was more than happy to take.

Hearing their exchange, Wen Qingye let out a great laugh and, sword in hand, charged toward the two of them.

Seeing Wen Qingye charge toward him, Tong Tian slowly drew a Treasure Rod from his waist.

The saber was just something Tong Tian toyed with; his true expertise was in the Staff Technique. This was his greatest trump card.

Tong Tian’s aura erupted, as massive and heavy as a mountain. As his presence continued to swell, the surrounding crowd scrambled to retreat, giving the two combatants ample room to fight.

BOOM!

Bending his knees, Tong Tian shot into the air. The golden Treasure Rod rested against his arm as he brought it crashing down. There was no flair to the attack—only raw power and crushing weight. As the rod descended, the ground beneath it sank, forming a long, straight indentation.

Wen Qingye didn’t flinch, meeting Tong Tian’s Treasure Rod head-on with his One Thought Sword.

The two forces ground against one another, their collision causing the very colors of the sky to shift. A continuous, deep rumbling of thunder echoed, and with one final, explosive clap, the two combatants broke apart.

”Tong Tian, if you want to kill me, you’re not strong enough!”

A silver light flared. In a rare move, Wen Qingye gripped his sword with both hands and charged at Tong Tian. In his grasp, the One Thought Sword unfurled a ribbon of Sword Aura that resembled a celestial river of cyan light.

The Sword Aura stretched longer and longer, containing a terrifying, rending Sword Force. With a vicious chop, his sword struck Tong Tian’s Treasure Rod.

CLANG!

Fiery sparks erupted like blooming flowers. Tong Tian hadn’t expected Wen Qingye to be so fast. With a muffled grunt, his feet left the ground, and he shot backward like an arrow.

”Wen Qingye!”

Tong Tian stabilized his body, his aura surging wildly as his eyes filled with rage.

”Kill me? From this day forward, I’ll make sure you can never again harm anyone from my Celestial Martial Country!”

Wen Qingye strode forward, his Sword Force arcing like a rainbow as he brought his blade down in another heavy chop.

BANG!

Tong Tian raised his Treasure Rod to block Wen Qingye’s sword, but he was still knocked away!

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Wen Qingye was utterly determined to obtain this Array Disc. When fighting at full power, he was a terrifying force.

HSSSS!

Many of the onlookers stopped what they were doing. Seeing Tong Tian, an expert at the Refining Spirit Seventh Layer Heaven, utterly suppressed by Wen Qingye with no way to fight back, they couldn’t help but draw in a sharp, cold breath.

Wen Qingye was strong, but in everyone’s minds, he wasn’t considered stronger than the likes of Wenren Xiao, Guann Xuan, or Luoo Ying. What shocked them now was the ferocious aura he exuded as he drew his sword and attacked.

Tong Tian was pushed back, retreating all the way out of the inner city.

SHLICK!

A stream of Wen Qingye’s Sword Qi slashed out, slicing across Tong Tian’s arm. Blood immediately seeped from the wound.

”Wen Qingye, you’re going too far!”

Tong Tian roared. The Primordial Qi in his body surged, swirling around him to form an incredibly powerful defensive barrier.

Wen Qingye swung his sword again, unleashing a blinding red light.

”Four Symbols Sword Technique, First Stance! Huo Changxiong!”

Wen Qingye’s speed skyrocketed as he raised his hand and unleashed a scarlet Sword Aura.

The scarlet Sword Aura tore through the sky, slashing toward Tong Tian with raging flames, as swift as a bolt of lightning.

Tong Tian grinned as if he had been waiting for this exact moment. Ignoring the blood streaming from the torn web of his hand, he swung his Treasure Rod to meet Wen Qingye’s attack.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The two fought from the Imperial City’s inner districts to the outer ones, then back again. Everywhere they passed, dust choked the air, rubble flew, and surrounding buildings collapsed one after another.

Tong Tian abruptly gripped his Treasure Rod with both hands, unleashing a sweep imbued with explosive Primordial Qi.

Wen Qingye immediately raised his One Thought Sword to block. The Treasure Rod and the One Thought Sword collided, producing a deafening roar.

”These two are so strong.”

”Tong Tian’s cultivation must be at the peak of the Refining Spirit Seventh Layer Heaven. He really is incredible.”

”Tong Tian is truly worthy of being called the pride of the Divine Wind Country.”

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BANG!

With another thunderous crash, the two separated once more.

”Wen Qingye, you should be proud that you managed to force my hand this far. Now, prepare to meet your end.”

Tong Tian’s expression was arrogant. The aura behind him billowed forward, causing the very air to hum. Everyone present knew this was the prelude to him unleashing a powerful martial art.

Wen Qingye held his sword in one hand and smiled faintly. ”Bring it on. I’ll show you the true gap between us.”

Tong Tian gripped his Treasure Rod tightly, now stained with blood from the torn web of his hand. He spread his arms, spun, and launched himself into the air.

For a moment, Tong Tian seemed to eclipse the sun itself as he raised his Treasure Rod high overhead.

”Heaven-Overturning Rod!”

Tong Tian swept his rod forward, and it seemed as if the entire sky had gone dark. The oppressive might of the attack made it difficult for the nearby crowd to even breathe.

Wen Qingye tilted his head back, watching the rod’s shadow descend upon him, his eyes completely calm.

Wen Qingye flicked his wrist. The One Thought Sword let out a soft, heart-stopping hum as its cyan light flared, blindingly bright.

”Four Symbols Sword Technique, Third Stance! Feng Buliu!”

His Sword Qi slashed out horizontally. A world-shaking Qi Aura erupted from the edge of his blade.

BANG!

The immense cyan Sword Qi swept out, unstoppable. It pierced directly through the layers of the rod’s afterimages and shattered Tong Tian’s Protective True Qi, sending him flying back dozens of yards as a spray of blood filled the sky.