One of the World's Three Great Sword Arts, Ye Ming's Disdain

The void trembled, and space shattered.

This aura was incredibly sharp. It was a sword shadow, as if it had descended from before the ancient times, accompanied by sword qi that slashed across three thousand miles. Above the void, anomalies appeared. A single sword swept across the heavens, striking fear into gods and demons in all directions.

This sword had once slain gods. Although Cang Jundao had not yet reached that level, he had already reached the pinnacle within the Dao Palace Realm.

At this moment, he was launching an attack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the void, this scene was incredibly vast, and the firmament was shaking violently.

Within the secret realm, prodigies from other directions also saw this phenomenon. They were shocked and transformed into streams of light, rushing over.

"Could it be that a treasure has appeared?"

"Let's go take a look."

"What a powerful aura!"

At this moment, figures of prodigies were approaching. Generally, when there was a battle aura in a secret realm, it signified the appearance of a treasure.

This was in the void less than a hundred miles from the valley, where two powerful figures stood.

One was shrouded in golden light, his divine might overwhelming, his heroic spirit soaring. His hair shone brilliantly, and he stood on air, his gaze flowing with endless golden light, more intense than the blazing sun. This was the Golden-Winged Little Peng King of the Primordial Royal Clan.

"Very strong battle fluctuations."

A voice sounded. The Golden-Winged Little Peng King looked towards the valley, his eyes filled with curiosity. Few things could surprise him.

Beside the Golden-Winged Little Peng King stood another figure, the female prodigy of the Dragon Sparrow Clan, named Que Biying.

She was a powerful woman. Within her eyes, dark light surged, like a black hole. Heaven and Earth spiritual energy poured into it, enough to devour everything in the world. Black flames rose around her, burning the void. Her face was shrouded in flames, her true appearance hidden.

However, through her faintly discernible delicate form, her appearance should be exceptionally beautiful.

"There should be a treasure appearing!"

Que Biying was heroic and unrestrained, her bearing extraordinary.

As the younger generation of the Primordial Royal Clan, they represented invincibility within this secret realm. There were few prodigies of this era whom they took seriously.

Boom!

The two figures streaked across the sky, heading towards the direction of the battle.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mountain peaks collapsed, and the void vibrated violently.

It was two figures, Ye Ming and Cang Jundao, battling in the void. Their auras surpassed those of countless prodigies of this era.

At this moment, countless prodigies within the secret realm arrived, their gazes filled with shock as they watched this scene.

"It's that Holy Son from the Canggu Dao Sect! Someone can actually fight him!"

"That one isn't bad either. The Imperial Son from the Primordial Forbidden Zone. I heard he even killed the Flying Immortal Sacred Son before."

"Heh, in my opinion, Cang Jundao will still be the victor in the end!"

At this moment, many of the arriving prodigies were observing this battle, their eyes filled with shock. After all, in the current Supreme Secret Realm, apart from the Dragon Son of Dragon Emperor Ridge, no one was Cang Jundao's opponent. Yet, someone could fight him now.

As for Ye Ming, many people clearly recognized him. Although he had gained considerable fame in the current Battle of Prodigies, compared to an invincible prodigy like Cang Jundao, many still felt he was a step behind.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just then, two more powerful figures appeared, standing in the void, causing a commotion among the crowd present.

"That's the Golden-Winged Little Peng King of the Primordial Royal Clan! I didn't expect him to show up too!"

"The female prodigy of the Dragon Sparrow Clan is here as well!"

"It's truly a gathering of powerhouses!"

These two who had just appeared were also among the very top figures in the current Supreme Secret Realm.

"I didn't expect Cang Jundao to be here!"

A voice sounded. It was the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, clad in a golden robe, standing in the void. A hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"I heard you lost to that Cang Jundao before?"

The female prodigy Que Biying beside him said, her beautiful eyes flickering with black Dao flames. This was the innate divine ability of the Dragon Sparrow Clan, capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas. When cultivated to the extreme, it could incinerate all things in the world.

She had heard before that the Golden-Winged Little Peng King had lost to Cang Jundao. At first, she didn't quite believe it and dismissed it as a rumor. Seeing the look in the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's eyes now, she had to believe it.

"Hmph... He just relied on the Heavenly Phoenix Supreme Law to suppress me. If my clan's Kunpeng Supreme Law hadn't been lost, how could he have defeated me!"

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King's voice rang out, filled with unwillingness. The Ten Great Supreme Laws of ancient times were all the most powerful Dao techniques in the world. Possessing one was enough to sweep aside all prodigies in the world.

The Kunpeng Supreme Law was also among them. If he possessed it, he was confident he would be no weaker than anyone else.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle between Ye Ming and Cang Jundao continued in the distance.

"Who do you think will win this fight between the Imperial Son and Cang Jundao?"

A gentle voice spoke. It was Que Biying.

Amidst the swirling demonic mist, a stunningly beautiful and proud figure appeared, standing in the void. Her skin was flawless, as if carved from ice, her long lashes cast delicate shadows, and her gaze was unfathomably deep.

Noble and aloof, Que Biying turned her phoenix-like eyes, like glazed jewels, towards Ye Ming with a hint of curiosity.

The power of the Primordial Forbidden Zone was immense, far beyond even that of their Archaic Royal Clan. Naturally, they felt a degree of curiosity towards Ye Ming, this Imperial Son.

"Heh, although Cang Jundao had the upper hand with the Heavenly Phoenix Treasure Technique earlier, I must admit his strength is truly terrifying."

"In this Supreme Secret Realm, perhaps only the Dragon Son from my Archaic Imperial Clan could defeat him."

"As for this Imperial Son, he's still far too weak!"

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King looked at Ye Ming and said with a dismissive curl of his lip, believing Ye Ming was no match for Cang Jundao and would inevitably be defeated in time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Spiritual power surged violently. The battle between Ye Ming and Cang Jundao had reached its climax.

In a mere breath, they exchanged thousands of blows. Around them, the void trembled, space shattered, mountain peaks collapsed with thunderous roars. The scene was terrifying.

"Die!"

With an unparalleled posture, he stood in the void, enveloped by an endless sea of Sword Dao Runes, dazzling and brilliant. Ten thousand swords circled Cang Jundao, merging into a single blade.

His aura reached its peak. With a single sword strike, he split the heavens and suppressed the firmament. Dust billowed ten thousand feet high from the earth. It was a beam of light that pierced the entire world, descending upon Ye Ming.

This strike was impossibly sharp, causing the entire world to tremble violently, as if it might shatter at any moment.

"Hiss... This is the strength of the Sacred Son Jundao, truly terrifying!"

"In the Dao Palace Realm, who can stand against him!"

"Indeed, it seems the outcome is decided. This Imperial Son is bound to lose!"

At this moment, countless Prodigies in the heavens and on earth watched in shock, their expressions frozen. They were stunned by Cang Jundao's attack, believing Ye Ming was doomed to lose against this sword.

"See? This is his true strength. When I fought him earlier, I had to give my all just to barely fend off this attack," the Golden-Winged Little Peng King said to Que Biying. What she didn't know was that it wasn't just about giving his all when the Golden-Winged Little Peng King faced this attack.

It was mainly about not losing face in front of the beauty.

"Is this the Ancient Dao Sword Art, one of the world's three great sword techniques? It truly lives up to its reputation!!"

Que Biying exclaimed in shock. She secretly wondered if she could withstand this attack with her own strength, but the conclusion was that even if she could block it, she would likely be severely injured.

Cang Jundao's sword descended towards Ye Ming.

Two graceful figures watched, worried for Ye Ming.

With exquisite features, a slender waist that could be held in one hand, fair and flawless legs, a seductive appearance, and revealing attire, she exuded a bewitching aura. This was the Demoness Yu Linglong.

"I hope nothing happens!"

Her red lips parted as she spoke. Yu Linglong's beautiful eyes, like water, were captivating as she gazed at Ye Ming with concern. The other was Liu Mingyue.

"Is the Ancient Dao Sword really that strong?"

His black hair, like ink, danced wildly in the sky. His figure was tall and slender, his face handsome, his skin as flawless as jade, dressed in a black robe. This was Ye Ming.

He faced one of the world's three great sword techniques, the Ancient Dao Sword Art, with a calm expression.

Boom!

At this very moment.

Ye Ming's aura intensified, an incredibly terrifying surge of Blood Essence rising around him. He was enveloped in an endless demonic mist, his eyes dark, sharp, and intimidating. His aura erupted at will, causing the surrounding void to tremble violently.

And around him, seven beams of Immortal Light bloomed, dazzling and brilliant. Spiritual Power surged like a tidal wave