Chen Fan vs. Jian Wuchen

He no longer strolled leisurely.

Those amber eyes locked onto the distant, solitary peak, and her steps became steady and firm as she walked straight towards it.

The carefree aura that once enveloped him, blending seamlessly with the universe, receded like a tide, replaced by a solemnity that was restrained yet profound, a return to simplicity.

Like a Young Dragon waking up, finally smelling the scent of its own kind.

This change was instantly noticed by the ten figures standing at the pinnacle of the laws in the spectator stands.

He's serious.

The Chief Instructor of the Heavenly Sword School, a middle-aged man dressed in white with a sharp, sword-like demeanor, spoke slowly with unprecedentedly keen eyes.

"The person on that mountain peak is my student, Jian Wuchen."

"Jian Wuchen!"

The moment this name was uttered, an overwhelming uproar erupted in the War Zone.

"It's actually Senior Fellow Apprentice Jian Wuchen! Shouldn't he be hunting the most powerful beasts in the deepest part of the Divine Domain? Why is he appearing on the outskirts so early?"

"Champion strongest contender for the title of champion in this year's Undying Realm Competition is a monster who has already been in the Late Stage of Sixth Grade Undying Realm for many years!"

"This is going to be interesting! One is a monster with an unfathomable understanding of the laws, and the other is a sword prodigy whose combat strength is the best in the world!"

Discussions rose and fell, but the vast majority of people's eyes were filled with absolute confidence in Jian Wuchen, this long- Prodigies prodigy.

On the taut old face of the Ancient Martial Arts School's Old Freak Wang, a glimmer of hope finally appeared. He glanced at Lin Xuanqing beside him and sneered.

"Lin the Madman, it seems your precious disciple's good luck has run out. Jian Wuchen's sword is not something your so-called mystical technique of the Life-and-Death Cycle can withstand!"

Lin Xuanqing merely glanced at him indifferently before returning his gaze to the Law Projection, his tone calm and unwavering.

"We'll see."

Beneath the solitary peak.

The thick, chaotic mist that enveloped the mountain seemed to possess a spirit; the moment Chen Fan arrived, it parted to the sides, making way for a path leading directly to the summit.

The summit.

A young man dressed in simple white clothes, with a cold and aloof demeanor like ancient ice, stood with his eyes closed, holding an unsheathed ancient longsword.

He was Jian Wuchen.

As if sensing Chen Fan's arrival, Jian Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.

Those were eyes devoid of any emotion, containing only the pure, ever-changing shadows of swords.

He looked at Chen Fan as he walked up step by step, and spoke calmly, his voice as still as his sword, without the slightest ripple.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

"You are the first person to make my sword hum even when it's still in its sheath."

Chen Fan looked up at him. On that childlike face, the previous mischievousness and boredom were gone, replaced by a sense of recognition and respect for one's kind.

He answered seriously.

"You're also the first person who can excite my blood."

The child's clear voice conveyed a boundless fighting spirit that moved even Jian Wuchen 'Jian Wuchen and collected eyes.

The words had been spoken.

Jian Wuchen said no more.

His right hand slowly gripped the Sword Hilt at his waist.

"Clang!!"

A clear and resonant sword cry suddenly echoed throughout the heavens and earth!

Longsword, draw!

In an instant, an indescribable sharpness shot into the sky from the ancient sword, like a pillar of light piercing through heaven and earth, tearing a huge, visible rift in the sky of the Lost Divine Domain!

At this moment, the students in the spectator stands all felt a bone-chilling cold surge from the depths of their Divine Souls.

It felt as if his Divine Soul was about to be completely torn apart by that unparalleled sharpness in the next second!

However, Jian Wuchen did not use any fancy sword techniques.

He simply pointed the longsword, which seemed to gather all the sharpness in the world, at Chen Fan below, and said in the calmest tone:

"I possess a sword that can sever all laws of the world."

Please advise.

The next moment.

He remained motionless.

But a sword light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of piercing directly through the Origin Source of the laws, disregarded the distance of space and time and suddenly appeared before Chen Fan's brow!

That flash of sword light.

It's almost at its limit.

Faced with a sword strike powerful enough to freeze the Divine Soul of any expert of the same realm, Chen Fan did not act as everyone expected.

He simply raised his right hand calmly, clenched it into a fist, and pushed it out horizontally.

In an instant, a ray of golden light quietly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a sudden collision occurred.

"This is insane!"

"What is he doing? Taking it with his bare body?!"

In the stands, countless new recruits gasped in disbelief, unable to comprehend this near-suicidal act.

The unparalleled sword light, powerful enough to tear apart the laws of nature, melted silently like ice and snow under the scorching sun the moment it touched Chen Fan's fingertips, transforming into pure energy specks that scattered into the Void.

From birth to ultimate brilliance, and then to utter Annihilation, it seems as if a single moment has passed before the journey of a lifetime is over.

The entire process was eerily quiet.

In the stands, tens of thousands of trainees stared in astonishment, their jaws agape, unable to comprehend what they were witnessing.

However, high above, the ten Chief Instructors who stood at the pinnacle of the laws, especially the one from the Heavenly Sword School, had their expressions change drastically in an instant, their eyes filled with extreme horror and disbelief.

"Jian Wuchen's sword... has actually been suppressed!"

The Chief Instructor of the Heavenly Sword School, a middle-aged man with a sharp, sword-like demeanor, muttered to himself.

Upon hearing this, the other nine Chief Instructor all gasped in shock.

What an overbearing and incomprehensible tactic!

On a solitary peak.

For the first time, Jian Wuchen's sword-wielding arm trembled almost imperceptibly.

He could clearly feel that his Sword Intent was not forcibly crushed by a stronger force, but rather encompassed and ended by a grander and more harmonious Dao.

This was more shocking to him than mere physical dominance; it resonated deep within his soul.

His sword-like eyes showed no fear whatsoever; instead, they ignited an unprecedented, almost frenzied fighting spirit.

"Excellent tactic!"

He looked at Chen Fan with genuine admiration, then said in a deep voice.

"Again!"

Before he finished speaking, Jian Wuchen took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly changed.

The entire solitary peak, along with the vegetation, rocks, and even the wind flowing through the mountains, resonated with the longsword in his hand at that moment.

Buzz!!

Endless Sword Qi, arising from all things in heaven and earth, transformed into a storm of Sword Qi that blotted out the sky, carrying the will to annihilate everything, and swept towards Chen Fan below the peak!

This is his path, his Sword World!

Faced with this devastating scene, Chen Fan remained standing, even slowly closing his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again.

In his left eye, he saw the three thousand worlds, where flowers bloom and fade, full of vitality.

In his right eye, all the ancient Stars have returned to dust, a deathly silence that lasts forever.

Silently, a realm encompassing the Life-and-Death Cycle and death quietly unfolded around him.

A storm of Sword Qi instantly surged into Chen Fan's Life-and-Death Domain.