Great Emperor Myriad

Roar!

Howl!

A dragon and a tiger intertwined before illusions of both these creatures simultaneously formed on both of Ling Xiao’s fists. When the creatures interweaved with each other, it seemed like they had drawn in heaven and earth’s force before that power was suddenly pushed forward.

The void trembled.

Nobody could describe the intensity of this punch.

As if this punch had completely destroyed the void, the only thing between the ground and the sky was a gold-colored afterimage of this punch!

Boom!

Not able to withstand the attack, the True Qi in Zuo Zhen’s Spiritualization Boundary was quickly collapsing. It was followed by a crisp cracking noise as Zuo Zhen’s arm instantly broke before Ling Xiao’s punch appeared before him again.

“Am I going to die?”

An incredibly fearful look flashed in Zuo Zhen’s eyes while the shadow of death loomed in his heart. When he was faced with Ling Xiao’s punch, he merely resembled a little boat in the vast ocean and it was impossible for him to fight back.

The crowd widened their eyes, thinking that Ling Xiao was about to crack Zuo Zhen’s head open with his punch.

Instead, Ling Xiao’s fist paused in front of Zuo Zhen while the dazzling fist light painfully sliced his opponent’s face like a sharp blade.

“I’ll spare you because you inherited this punch. Now get lost!” Ling Xiao said indifferently as a trace of nostalgia flashed past his gaze.

Ling Xiao knew the Dragon Tiger Sky-Shattering Punch better than anyone else because this punch was created when Ling Xiao had previously broken through to the Grandmaster Boundary.

Although it was only an Onyx level peerless martial arts, the Dragon Tiger Sky-Shattering Punch could release an explosive blow that was much stronger than the Dragon Tiger Boundary once the user had grasped it fully!

“You…”

Zuo Zhen glanced at Ling Xiao with a complicated look on his face. He could feel that his entire body was completely soaked, as though he was just at death’s door.

So, he turned toward Ling Xiao and politely clasped his hands into a fist salute. He then turned around and left without saying anything or even looking at Lin Haoyu.

When the other disciples saw Zuo Zhen’s gloomy silhouette from the back, an unbearable expression appeared on their faces.

They knew that Zuo Zhen had been terribly defeated by Ling Xiao. After all, it was a battle between a third tier True Qi Boundary and a third tier Spiritualization Boundary. Although they were a Boundary apart in terms of strength, Ling Xiao had managed to defeat his rival with just two blows!

Right now, nobody dared to underestimate Ling Xiao anymore; even Lin Haoyu’s subordinates looked at Ling Xiao with admiration in their eyes.

“How did he become so powerful? Why did it have to be him?”

Ling Kun’s gaze was filled with fear and jealousy as he wondered how Ling Xiao was now ten times stronger than he was several days ago.

“No way. He has to die! If he doesn’t die, then I will!”

A resentful look briefly flashed in Ling Kun’s eyes.

“The Longevity Sect’s Saint? How did he grasp the punch’s purposeful conception? Is he an alchemy prodigy? What other secrets is he hiding?”

Liu Piaopiao was standing far away, but her curiosity about Ling Xiao’s identity grew even more.

Ling Xiao was like a bottomless well. The more other people tried to understand him, the more they discovered that he was a vast ocean with an immeasurable depth.

“Zuo Zhen has been defeated, so hand over Xue Wei!”

Ling Xiao’s voice sounded incredibly cold when he looked at Lin Haoyu.

“Indeed, Zuo Zhen has lost! However, I didn’t agree that I would hand Xue Wei over to you as long as you defeated Zuo Zhen. This man over here, Junior Brother Jian Wuque, is a swordplay prodigy. If you manage to beat him, perhaps I will reconsider!”

A murderous look flashed in Lin Haoyu’s eyes, but the smile on his face instantly returned soon after.

“Junior Brother Wuque, if you kill him, I’ll call it even between us!”

Lin Haoyu’s bloodthirsty voice drifted into the ears of the youth on his left who had a sword on his back.

The youth with a sword on his back, Jian Wuque, faintly nodded before he stepped forward.

“It’s Senior Brother Jian! It has been rumored that he has trained his Twinkling Seven Swords to the Pinnacle state. He’s only one step away from cultivating his sword intent. When he attacks, Ling Xiao will definitely lose!” one of the disciples said in shock.

“You’re right! Although Senior Brother Jian has only achieved sixth tier Spiritualization Boundary, I’ve heard that his combat power is only inferior to Senior Sister Nangong and Senior Brother Lin. The Twinkling Seven Swords is also an Onyx level peerless martial arts! Ling Xiao’s Dragon Tiger Sky-Shattering Punch is impressive, but it cannot be compared to the Twinkling Seven Swords.”

“I think Senior Brother Jian looks promising too!”

Since the disciples were discussing enthusiastically among themselves, it was obvious that Jian Wuque’s appearance had reassured them.

“Is that Jian Wuque? This is getting interesting!”

Ling Xiao’s gaze flashed. Although the youth in front of him did not look older than twenty-years-old, he could faintly sense that Jian Wuque was about to achieve his sword intent. It was very weak, but it was extremely pure.

Jian Wuque stood there like an Unparalleled Divine Sword, emitting a sharp glare that made other people too afraid to look.

“Is it true that you’ve already perfected your sword technique and are halfway to perfecting your sword intent as well?” A piercing look appeared faintly in Ling Xiao’s gaze as well.

He could feel a vague threatening aura from Jian Wuque who was standing before him. However, this sensation aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

Ling Xiao had already achieved Supreme awareness, Sky Devouring Secret Technique, and Ancestral Dragon Secret Technique despite only having a third tier True Qi Boundary. Besides, he also knew the Longevity Sect’s martial arts like the back of his hand, so the Dragon Tiger Boundary’s masters were the only ones who could threaten him. Realistically, Ling Xiao could wipe out everyone else who had only achieved the Spiritualization Boundary.

When he looked at Jian Wuque, Ling Xiao’s gaze briefly lit up.

“I’ve finally seen a Saint. Your Dragon Tiger Sky-Shattering Punch just now was amazing! But I’m only going to swing my sword once. Saint, if you can deflect it, I’ll consider myself defeated!” Jian Wuque said indifferently, as though he had not noticed that Lin Haoyu’s expression had already darkened.

Did he just refer to Ling Xiao as a Saint? How was Lin Haoyu supposed to respond?

“You aren’t him, so why must you be the one who fights me?” Ling Xiao quietly asked while he looked at Jian Wuque.

“Unfortunately, some people refuse to let bygones be bygones but luckily, I have the chance to end it all with one swing of my sword today!” Jian Wuque leisurely spoke, but his gaze had started to burn.

Whoosh!

It was as if the air around them had started to freeze before an incredibly pure sword energy dispersed throughout the area. When Jian Wuque’s gaze landed on Ling Xiao’s body, Jian Wuque had seemingly turned into a gleaming Divine Sword.

“Are you an innate sword prodigy? Good! Very good! Make the first move then!” Ling Xiao said with a smile. His gaze lit up as though he could feel the sword energy around them.

Clang!

A dazzling light shot out in all four directions as he unsheathed his long sword.

Immediately, the glimmer in Jian Wuque’s eyes became unbelievably dazzling while True Qi was dispersed from his entire body — it was as if he had turned into a transparent Qi Sword. Then when he lifted his long sword, a majestic momentum that resembled the raging sea charged terrifyingly toward Ling Xiao.

This was a clash between sword intents. Jian Wuque had yet completely grasped his sword intent, but that sudden burst of divine light made him attack unconsciously.

Standing there, Ling Xiao wore a faint smile on his face, looking extremely carefree.

However, Jian Wuque felt terribly uncomfortable. Although Ling Xiao looked unsteady as if there were numerous weak spots all over his body, Jian Wuque had failed to hit any of them.

Rather, Jian Wuque’s accumulated momentum resembled a wave that hit a boulder as he was unable to find any cracks to seep through.

It seemed like the wind around them had stopped blowing.

Although the disciples had no idea why Jian Wuque and Ling Xiao were standing there unmoving, they could not help but feel suffocated due to the oppressive atmosphere that was spreading through the air.

‘I can’t let this happen. If I let this go on without drawing my sword, I’m going to lose!’ Jian Wuque thought to himself. At this moment, the sword intent throughout his body had increased to the maximum level.