Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

A boundless tide of Primordial Qi rapidly coalesced before Cai Tianyuan into an ancient-looking Spirit Shield. Intricate patterns flickered across its surface, exuding a sense of indestructible sturdiness.

BOOM!

Wen Qingye’s strike, backed by over seventy-five thousand pounds of force, slammed viciously into the shield. Instantly, ripples of Primordial Qi spread across the Spirit Shield. The ripples grew increasingly frantic before the shield finally shattered.

The next moment, Cai Tianyuan had already recovered his senses. His eyes were fixed on Wen Qingye as he swept the Long Spear in his hand toward him.

”You’re not strong enough to defeat me.”

Cai Tianyuan snorted coldly, unleashing the full might of his Destruction Realm Ninth Layer Heaven cultivation. A torrent of vast Primordial Qi surged down the shaft of his spear.

The Long Spear was like a dragon, swift as lightning, with breathtaking momentum!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

In the blink of an eye, their sword and spear had clashed dozens of times.

Cai Tianyuan’s expression grew more and more strained. Although Wen Qingye was no longer using that strange force that could attack his internal organs, the power behind the Heavy Sword was still not to be underestimated.

Even using his full strength, backed by his profound Primordial Qi cultivation, he was gradually losing ground.

The two figures flickered across the sky like ferocious dragons, clashing again and again. Each impact sounded like a thunderclap, sending ripples of Primordial Qi through the void and unleashing terrifying storms of energy that ravaged the area.

Down below, countless experts stared in astonishment at the two figures in the sky, entangled in a frenzied exchange of attacks.

”Good heavens! Cai Tianyuan is actually at a disadvantage!”

”How can Wen Qingye, a Martial Artist at the Destruction Realm Sixth Layer Heaven, be this powerful?”

”To think that the Chief Disciple of the Three Realms Sect is being pushed to this extent by Wen Qingye.”

The crowd watched the two clashing in the sky, all of them endlessly amazed. Wen Qingye held a stable advantage, though it wasn’t enough to secure a victory.

”In a battle of life and death, I am undefeated!”

Following another ferocious clash, Cai Tianyuan’s eyes sharpened abruptly. A chilling sound escaped his lips as the immense power of his spear’s afterimage, which had been brewing to its peak, swept forward like a storm, carrying a torrential tide of Primordial Qi.

ROAR!

The spear’s phantom slowly transformed into a giant lion. With its head held high, it charged ferociously toward Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye immediately raised his Bladeless Heavy Sword and met the attack head-on.

BOOM!

The void trembled, and Primordial Qi rolled out toward the distance like a shockwave. Wen Qingye’s body was sent flying rapidly backward.

He landed directly below the Three Pristine Platform, his aura in extreme disarray and his hands trembling.

CLAMOR!

The area around the Three Pristine Platform was in an uproar. A slight fusion of Laws! Cai Tianyuan had actually managed to fuse the Spiral Law and the Small Transformation Technique of the Cyan Profound Destruction Dao, unleashing an attack that far surpassed the power of the Destruction Realm.

”You are no match for me.” Cai Tianyuan tilted his head back, looking down arrogantly at Wen Qingye below.

A silence fell over the surroundings, and a hint of regret could be seen in countless eyes.

Wen Qingye slowly steadied himself. In the next moment, the crowd saw that his once calm and placid eyes now held a sharp glint, like a hawk’s.

On the Three Pristine Platform, the pupils of Yum Tianyang, Chuu Qi, Ji Hai, Xia Qianhe, Liu Mingliang, Wu Shuangying, Qii Yue, and the others all contracted sharply.

At the same time, Wen Qingye’s aura surged violently upward. A faint golden light shone brilliantly, making it seem as if his figure was etched upon the skyline.

Cai Tianyuan’s expression changed drastically. Looking into those eyes, he felt a flicker of danger.

The Bladeless Heavy Sword in Wen Qingye’s hand began to extend, starting from the hilt. Rays of blue light, just like ice, spread outwards.

In just a moment, the Sword Body of the Bladeless Heavy Sword was flooded with blue Sword Aura, turning the entire weapon into a giant blue sword. Ice-blue cyclones surged around it, continuously spreading outwards from the Sword Body.

SWOOSH!

He swung the giant blue sword, slashing into the void. The sky seemed to be instantly shrouded in an ice-blue light. The very air seemed to freeze as the giant sword passed, leaving a trail of ice-white vapor in its wake.

”Cold Ice Sword Technique, Second Sword: Coldly Arrogant as Ice!”

Wen Qingye’s eyes were fixed ahead as the chilling words slowly left his lips, a voice that seemed colder than the sword itself.

In a mere instant, the blue giant sword, pulsing with destructive energy, appeared before Cai Tianyuan. This strike was imbued with the Rock Law, and a heavy, boundless aura filled the entire space.

Cai Tianyuan’s expression was incredibly grave. Gripping his spear with both hands, he took a deep breath. All the Primordial Qi in his body surged forth, converging into the spear’s shaft, which was already glowing with a yellow halo. In an instant, the entire Yellow Rhyme Color spear shaft blazed with a magnificent light.

”Cyan Profound Spear Force!”

The spear shaft underwent an Illusion Transformation, becoming a massive dragon several dozen feet long. Its body was enormous, emanating endless might and suffused with extremely powerful fluctuations of Primordial Qi.

BOOM!

The ice-blue giant sword charged forward without hesitation. Then, under countless shocked gazes, it viciously smashed into the ferocious yellow dragon.

CRACK!

Upon a single touch, the yellow dragon instantly began to crack. The fissures spread at an astonishing speed, and in just a few short moments, it had completely shattered into fragments.

BANG!

The yellow dragon burst into pieces, transforming into a sky full of dazzling Primordial Qi, a truly brilliant sight.

SWISH!

Its momentum undiminished, the devastating blue giant sword pierced through the sky full of dazzling Primordial Qi and ruthlessly struck the hazy figure hidden within. At that moment, that patch of the void seemed to collapse.

”Not good!” Wu Shuangying’s expression changed drastically. ’To think that Wen Qingye could unleash such a terrifying attack! Even if Cai Tianyuan survives, he’ll be half-dead.’

”So strong!”

Huang Zishan, Hua Du, Nangong Xin, and the others watched the scene in utter shock. They struggled to turn their gazes toward the figure standing in midair. ’He’s grown too fast! Wen Qingye’s rate of progress is terrifyingly unimaginable.’

After all, when the three of them had become Core Disciples, Wen Qingye was still struggling as a Registered Disciple. But in just half a year, he had gone from an unknown nobody to someone who could face Cai Tianyuan—the hegemon of the Three Realms Sect’s younger generation, who was rumored to possess the strength of a True Disciple—without the slightest fear.

Such progress left even the likes of Sunx Shijun, Hua Du, and Nangong Xin—people who held grudges against Wen Qingye—utterly astonished.

Wen Qingye hovered in the air, his eyes fixed ahead. A blue mist permeated the space before him, shrouding everything from view. No sound came from within it for a long time. There was only silence, punctuated by the sound of the crowd’s breathing and their own frantic heartbeats.