Chapter 223

Chapter 223: Ten Thousand Swords Face the Sect, Sword Subdues the Universe

Xiao Yang was actually battling the Half-Saint Li Xingyao with only his Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation!

Under the Yuanwu Tower, two beams of sword light crashed against each other in the void, powerful sword intent erupting and slicing through the skies as it split the heavens and the earth apart.

Everyone present was utterly shocked.

They kept retreating further away.

“Big Brother Holy Son is actually that strong…”

“Senior Brother’s amazing…”

Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding.

Nie Ruhua and Hua Mengli were completely bewildered.

Everyone felt it was unbelievable.

After all, Xiao Yang was merely at the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and yet what was happening before their eyes had exceeded everyone’s understanding.

Throughout history, no matter how gifted a genius may be, it was impossible to sustain a fight against a Half-Saint with only Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation.

There was an insurmountable chasm between the Heavenly Martial Realm and the Half-Saint.

Challenging higher ranks may be common for geniuses, but it wasn’t something that could be taken lightly.

A Heavenly Martial Realm challenging a Half-Saint?

Don’t make me laugh.

That was impossible.

Yet now, Xiao Yang had turned the impossible into the possible.

Jiang Ting was staring blankly at the scene.

At this moment, Xiao Yang seemed so foreign to her.

Though they had grown up together as childhood friends, it was only now that she realized that she had never truly understood Xiao Yang at all.

She felt more anxious.

“Junior Sister…”

Qin Fei was back at his pity party again.

But this time, Jiang Ting seemed to ignore him, continuing to watch the two figures battling it out.

A cold light glinted in Qin Fei’s eyes.

How could Xiao Yang be this strong?

If Xiao Yang survived, he would never have a chance to rise again.

However, Qin Fei could never dream that the reason Xiao Yang was fighting so hard was simply to leave the Qingyang Sword Sect.

What Qin Fei desperately sought was merely what Xiao Yang rejected.

After being reborn, who would want to be the Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect?

At that moment, Xiao Yang still hadn’t unleashed his true power.

Yet the sword intent emanating from him was growing stronger.

The sword light radiating from his fingers was sharp to the extreme.

With just two fingers, he blocked all of Li Xingyao’s attacks.

Li Xingyao became increasingly astonished.

How was it possible that Xiao Yang, who clearly only had Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, could keep getting stronger in battle?

Such power was astonishingly on par with her, a Half-Saint.

How could this be?

Xiao Yang hadn’t even used his flying sword, yet was able to fight her to a standstill with just two fingers.

Moreover, Xiao Yang’s swordsmanship was superior to hers.

“Unbelievable!”

Li Xingyao grew furious and directly merged with her sword, transforming into dazzling sword light as she charged at Xiao Yang, the space itself tearing apart in the aftermath.

However, to Li Xingyao’s astonishment, no matter how she increased her power, Xiao Yang was still able to counter her sword moves.

Xiao Yang also morphed into a sword, becoming an indomitable beam of sword light as he clashed with Li Xingyao head-on.

The sound of metal clashing echoed.

Terrifying sword energy erupted continuously.

Everyone looked on in shock.

“Is this really the power of someone at the Heavenly Martial Realm?”

Someone murmured in fear.

“This Xiao Yang’s sword finger is simply a monster!”

Another person exclaimed in disbelief.

Before the gates of Yuanwu Mountain, Gui Zixiong’s face turned an unsightly shade.

He could hardly fathom that Xiao Yang was this formidable.

Did he really just have Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation?

The power Xiao Yang unleashed was not beneath that of a Half-Saint!

“Ha ha… My son is incredible!”

Xiao Zhenshan laughed with immense pride.

“That’s my brother…”

Xiao Yue was equally proud.

“Yang’er has made us proud…”

Mother Chen Ruolan wore a face of pride.

Others were flocking to flatter Xiao Zhenshan.

Liu Qingyun looked at Gui Zixiong with a smirk.

In the Yuanwu Immortal Domain, Jiang Qitian also looked a bit dazed.

He never expected Xiao Yang to possess such overwhelming power.

He recalled the bet between him and Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang had sworn that if he secured first place in the Jiazi Tournament, he would leave the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Such a powerful disciple? Could he really let Xiao Yang slip away?

Xiao Yang wanted to leave the Qingyang Sword Sect?

Dream on!

Jiang Qitian was already plotting how to bind Xiao Yang firmly to the chariot of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

His bet with Xiao Yang?

As long as he didn’t acknowledge it, the so-called bet would just be a worthless piece of paper.

Jiang Qitian’s gaze turned icy.

“Boom!”

The sword light formed by Xiao Yang collided fiercely with Li Xingyao’s sword light now merged with her person.

In the next moment, the two beams of light separated.

As the sword light dissipated, Xiao Yang’s figure appeared before everyone.

His clothes were tattered, yet no blood seeped from beneath them.

Li Xingyao had also reverted from her merged state.

She gripped the Fuyiao Sword, her hand trembling slightly.

“Xiao Yang, it really has to be you—only you are worthy to be my opponent,” Li Xingyao said, her long sword pointing at the ground, her gaze fixed intently on Xiao Yang.

“Stop wasting time. Let’s settle it with one move!”

Xiao Yang looked at Li Xingyao, speaking indifferently.

“Alright!”

Li Xingyao nodded.

She held nothing back anymore.

Biting her tongue, she spat blood onto the Fuyiao Sword.

“Buzz!”

The Fuyiao Sword suddenly trembled violently.

A powerful force surged forth from the sword.

“I have no choice; I must win!”

Li Xingyao gazed at Xiao Yang solemnly.

“No problem!”

Xiao Yang smiled.

He understood Li Xingyao’s intention.

Li Xingyao aimed to win the Jiazi Tournament, and thus, she had to unleash the true power of the Fuyiao Sword.

But her real desire was to defeat Xiao Yang using her own strength.

However, given Xiao Yang’s swordsmanship level, if she didn’t leverage the powers of the Fuyiao Sword, she perhaps truly couldn’t overcome him.

At that moment, Li Xingyao felt something unique about Xiao Yang.

Especially, there was an aura coming from him that made her heart race.

How could this be?

Yet undeniably, there was a dangerous aura emanating from Xiao Yang.

It was definitely no illusion.

Thus, she had no choice but to activate the true might of the Fuyiao Sword.

“Buzz!”

The Fuyiao Sword emitted a deep hum, and the sword energy emanating from it grew increasingly powerful.

Ghostly phoenix figures appeared repeatedly above the Fuyiao Sword.

A terrifying aura spread from the sword.

Everyone present felt a profound fear.

The Supreme Sword held by the Supreme Dao Child and the Killing Sword in Lu Fusheng’s hand were also vibrating.

They were all astonished.

Li Xingyao was already this formidable, and she still had to unleash the power of the Fuyiao Sword to take on Xiao Yang?

“Come on!”

Xiao Yang also mobilized the Futian Sword Technique to its full potential.

A sword might that looked down upon the world erupted from Xiao Yang.

The three divine swords trembled even more violently.

“Senior Brother…”

Jiang Ting looked at Xiao Yang anxiously.

“Big Brother Holy Son…”

Lin Wangchuan was equally tense, eyes locked on Xiao Yang.

At this moment, everyone was on edge.

In front of the gates of Yuanwu Mountain, a massive crowd had gathered.

Yet, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone knew that Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao had finally reached the critical moment of determining victory or defeat.

Who would win?

Nobody knew.

At this point, no one doubted Xiao Yang’s strength.

The power he had unleashed was simply too extraordinary.

He had truly matched Li Xingyao with his peak Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation.

This was nothing short of a miracle.

Everyone was tense to the breaking point.

Especially Jiang Qitian, Jiang Ting, and the other disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Along with Xiao Yang’s parents, his younger sister, and Liu Qingyun.

At that moment, both Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao felt their auras soaring.

Li Xingyao’s sword energy waves shook the void.

At that moment, with her Fuyiao Sword in hand, her sword essence roiled around her.

She had reached a point where she could no longer hold back.

“Kill!”

Li Xingyao roared as she propelled her sword towards Xiao Yang.

This sword was nothing special, just a straightforward thrust.

But the sword-force contained within split the void apart, as if it could annihilate anything in its path.

An immortal divine sword with Half-Saint cultivation power.

The combination of the two unleashed earth-shattering force.

Countless people were stunned to see Li Xingyao execute such a strike.

But to Xiao Yang, that sword felt inescapable.

Xiao Yang smiled.

Facing this strike, he didn’t even attempt to dodge.

Because he knew he couldn’t escape.

Li Xingyao’s sword was skillfully near perfection.

This was the terror of the Half-Saint.

Still using the Futian Sword Finger, Xiao Yang pointed with one finger, and the entire heavens seemed to shatter beneath his touch.

One sword to subdue the heavens.

Xiao Yang’s finger landed on the tip of Li Xingyao’s Fuyiao Sword, which she had thrust forward.

There were no flashy moves, no grand sword techniques.


Everything was so simple.

Before long, blood began seeping from the corner of Xiao Yang’s mouth.

“Ha ha… Xiao Yang is going to lose!”

Qin Fei screamed in his heart, elated.

What a fool.

He actually thought he could defeat a Half-Saint with just Heavenly Martial Realm power?

Xiao Yang, oh Xiao Yang, your day has finally come.

Qin Fei hated Xiao Yang deeply.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have ended up with such a tragic fate.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have had to personally eliminate his own uncle.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have suffered through the torment of a thousand poisons.

He wished he could dismantle Xiao Yang piece by piece.

Now that Xiao Yang was facing defeat, he reveled in it.

But Jiang Ting, Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, Nie Ruhua, Hua Mengli, and the others were all in shock.

Ling Xian’er remained unfazed.

“Ha ha…”

Before the gates of Yuanwu Mountain, Gui Zixiong erupted into excited laughter.

“Old man Liu, you’re finished.”

Gui Zixiong boastfully shouted at Liu Qingyun.

“Is that so?”

Liu Qingyun clenched his fists.

He barely managed to refrain from smashing his fist into Gui Zixiong’s face.

That guy was simply unbearable.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was pushing his internal power to the limit.

“Quickly admit defeat, or you’ll die!”

Li Xingyao shouted.

At this point, she had no way out.

“I will not lose…” Xiao Yang roared, directly exploding his dantian.

Terrifying power erupted from him like a volcano, unstoppable and destructive, sending Li Xingyao flying.

“…”

Everyone stood frozen in shock at the sight.

Xiao Yang was willing to self-destruct his dantian just to defeat Li Xingyao.

He had gone mad!