The Ultimate Sword Intent

This seemingly casual scene, this almost naive question, has stirred up a massive wave of public opinion that has overturned conventional wisdom.

The stands were deathly silent.

At this moment, tens of thousands of students and hundreds of instructors seemed to be collectively Petrification, their mouths agape, their eyes vacant, and their minds blank.

Old Freak Wang of Ancient Martial Arts School, turned ashen-faced but couldn't utter a single word.

The other eight Chief Instructors were horrified. They jumped up from their seats and stared intently at the child figure continuing to walk on the projection, as if they were looking at an ancient god or demon wearing human skin!

They finally realized that they had greatly underestimated Chen Fan!

"That wasn't suppression of power... that was an overwhelming crushing force at the level of Dao Principles!"

The Chief Instructor of the New Martial Arts School, Huo Ling's master, muttered to himself in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"He... he erased the life force from Huo Ling's flames, leaving only 'dead silence.' That's why the flames extinguished and disintegrated on their own..."

"To overcome life with death!"

"This... this is the ultimate mystery of the Life School? The cycle of Life and Death?!"

"Lin Xuanqing!" A Chief Instructor turned sharply, looking at the ever-calm man with the eyes of someone looking at a madman, his voice trembling, "You lunatic, you gambled right! You fucking raised a monster!"

At that moment, the way they looked at Chen Fan completely changed.

The deathly silence in the stands, enough to freeze one's Divine Soul, was finally broken by a dreamlike murmur.

"It wasn't Divine Fire... that wasn't just an overwhelming display of Divine Fire's power..." A mentor's voice was hoarse, as if every word was being squeezed from the depths of his throat, "It was the Dao Principles... it directly extinguished the life force within Huo Ling's flames!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into stagnant water.

The other Chief Instructor, who specialized in elemental laws, turned deathly pale. He abruptly stood up, his voice trembling. "That's right! His Dao forcibly defined Huo Ling's Divine Fire as inanimate! That's why the flame extinguished and disintegrated on its own... This is annihilation at its very root! The Dao of the Life School can be so domineering?!"

In an instant, the way all the Chief Instructors looked at Lin Xuanqing completely changed.

It's no longer like watching a madman clinging to outdated theories, but rather like watching a lucky person who successfully unearthed a priceless treasure from a pile of stubborn rocks!

Regret, jealousy, and intense longing festered wildly within them.

Why would such a Qilin Prodigy, capable of directly touching the Origin Source of the Great Dao, choose the universally acknowledged dead end of the Life School?!

"If this child were to join my Heavenly Sword School and hone his skills with unparalleled Sword Intent, he would surely be able to cleave a galaxy in less than ten years!"

The Chief Instructor of the Heavenly Sword School, who was always aloof, spoke with an undisguised sorrow in his voice.

"If he were to join my War School and be tempered by countless battles, he would become Human Race's most indestructible shield!"

"What a waste! What a terrible waste!"

Amidst this complex exchange of glances, Lin Xuanqing finally broke the silence.

He slowly straightened his hunched back, and a wide grin spread across his perpetually expressionless face, eventually bursting into unrestrained, maniacal laughter!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughter thundered, echoing throughout the Void Arena, filled with boundless pride and long-suppressed smugness.

That laughter was more jarring than any words!

Lin Xuanqing!

With a loud roar, Old Freak Wang, Ancient Martial Arts School, slammed his hand on the armrest, creating a clear crack in the hard, ancient iron armrest.

He abruptly stood up, his old face turning a deep purplish-red, and pointed at Chen Fan in the projection, forcefully defending himself, "Don't be too smug! You only won one game; it was just a lucky break!"

"There are thousands of elites from various factions in the Undying Realm arena! His move may be mysterious, but it must have taken a huge toll on his Divine Soul and Dao Principles! The competition has only just begun, and whether he can survive to the end, or even squeeze into the top 100, is still unknown!"

Old Freak Wang's voice was fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

He said that, but his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Only he himself knew that in that instant, he felt a sense of harmony and perfection from Chen Fan's finger, a feeling that even made his heart tremble.

That didn't seem like a life-or-death secret technique at all; it was more like... an instinct like eating and drinking!

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuanqing's laughter gradually subsided.

He glanced sideways at Old Freak Wang, a hint of pity in his eyes, and said indifferently, "Is that so? Then we'll... wait and see."

Within the Lost Divine Domain.

Chen Fan was unaware of the enormous uproar that had been stirred up outside.

He just found it a bit boring.

Easily defeating an opponent who wasn't even good enough to warm him up didn't excite the 8,888 drops of Life-and-Death Dao Blood flowing within him.

He continued walking forward, his posture still relaxed.

As he walked, he silently spread his Divine Sense across the entire Divine Domain, like mercury spilling onto the ground.

He is perceiving.

He sensed the life force within this ancient forest, sensed the Primordial Ferocious Beasts lurking in the shadows, and was searching for... that truly powerful aura that could pique his interest.

A Late Stage of Sixth Grade Undying Realm Earthshaking Dragon Bear roared as it charged out of the ground, but when it was a hundred meters away from him, it seemed to see some natural enemy, let out a mournful cry, and turned to flee.

A Ghost Soul Swamp emanating a potent poison, yet as he approached, all the toxic mist miraculously dispersed to either side, clearing a clean path for him.

Everything has a spirit.

And he was the king who controlled Life and Death.

Here, he is the absolute ruler.

"Too weak..."

Chen Fan sighed softly, feeling utterly bored.

Suddenly.

His leisurely pace paused slightly.

A genuine, dazzling light finally flashed in those amber eyes that had always been calm and still.

He slowly raised his head and looked towards the horizon, at a solitary peak shrouded in thick, chaotic mist.

The corners of her mouth, without her noticing, turned up slightly, forming a pure and expectant arc.

There.

He sensed a completely different aura.

The aura was neither overwhelming nor violent, but it was pure to the extreme and sharp to the extreme!

Like a peerless divine weapon perfectly sheathed, though not yet drawn, its all-splitting sharpness already pierces through layers of space, confronting him from afar.

"Buzz!!"

Within Chen Fan's body, the 8,888 drops of Life-and-Death Dao Blood seemed to resonate with something, and at this moment, they all emitted a slight buzzing sound, yearning for battle!

Finally... I found a decent one.

That pure and sharp Sword Intent, like an invisible string, precisely plucked the surging Dao Blood Galaxy within Chen Fan's body.