That Person, That Sword, Suppressing the Ages!

"Boom!"

A simple punch, yet it contained supreme power, making it impossible to look directly at, and even more impossible to underestimate his strength.

"Brother, new talents emerge in every generation. It seems we two are getting old. Who would have thought such an astonishing figure would appear after endless years?"

One of the Two Ancestors couldn't help but express his feelings. Know that appearance is born from the heart. With the two of them guarding this formation, they could naturally sense the mysteries and power of that punch!

Entering the formation with their bodies, they were the formation, and the formation was them. Man and formation were one, capable of creating everything and perceiving everything in the space between life and death.

In that instant just now, they felt a tremor from their souls. Know that their cultivation wasn't low; they were experts at the peak of the Martial Emperor realm.

In a single thought, they could move mountains and overturn seas, could change the heavens and the earth. Yet just now, under the other's punch, they felt a sense of insignificance.

Although this process was only a fleeting moment, it made them feel incredulous. They didn't know what had happened, or why they had such a feeling.

The two of them were legendary Half-Step Martial God experts, with cultivation that reached the heavens and the earth. Even the Azure Cloud Sword Sect of Central Province wouldn't dare provoke them easily.

They could be considered the Ye Family's pillar of support, yet even so, they didn't dare to be careless in the face of Ye Yang!

Just then, with a crack, a door opened directly, and a figure appeared before everyone. The moment this figure appeared, all things in heaven and earth fell silent.

"What? They even brought out the Founding Ancestor's calligraphy? What exactly are the Two Ancestors trying to do?"

A bright mirror, a magical treasure, directly presented the scene inside to Ye Wudi. When he saw this calligraphy, his brain almost short-circuited.

"No way, this calligraphy only has one word written on it, a simple 'Martial' character!"

It was just a single 'Martial' character, yet it contained the Founding Ancestor's profound understanding of the Sword Dao. Each stroke, each slant, each vertical, each horizontal, each hook, contained supreme Sword Dao charm.

"Kid, you must seize this opportunity. It will be of great benefit to your understanding of the Nine Styles of Extreme Sword."

Ye Wudi, who had won against Ye Wushuang in the battle of twin geniuses that year and seized the position of Sect Leader, had the opportunity to observe this calligraphy. He only took one look before passing out, a great regret for life.

"Indeed, could it be that the Two Ancestors' judgment is based on something? This kid Ye Yang really is the legendary chosen one."

This calligraphy was not simple. The simple 'Martial' character contained the Founding Ancestor's understanding of the Martial Dao!

It could not be seen without great opportunity and great luck. Otherwise, it was rarely seen at ordinary times, and even more unheard of!

Observing this calligraphy once had endless wonderful effects. Some could break through with just one glance, while others were not blessed to receive it and would directly fall into madness!

Unless one had the cultivation of the Half-Step Martial Emperor realm, one could only observe a little bit. Otherwise, their soul would suffer heavy damage, resulting in injury at best and idiocy at worst.

"Old buddy, I didn't expect you to take out even your treasure this time. You really are something," one of the Two Ancestors jokingly said to the other.

Know that this was a consumable item. Each viewing reduced its power, making it extremely precious. He didn't expect him to take it out as soon as he said he would.

The fact that he could take this thing out was enough to prove the extent of his regard for the young man before him.

"Old brother, aren't we two mocking each other? Didn't you also take out your good stuff?"

He pointed his finger at the Four Symbols Subduing Demons Formation, which was now completely dim and lusterless.

"Old buddy, stop laughing at me. We're all the same. I just wonder what kind of miracle your thing will create this time?"

When the other pointed in that direction, he couldn't help but smile and change the subject. There was no way; the other was just too strong.

Just now, they had both suffered a little backlash, which amazed them.

"Ye Family kid, as long as you pass this level, we will naturally give you a chance. I hope you take care of yourself."

"That's right. You must not be careless. You must hold on, or you will be injured at best, become an idiot at worst, or even lose your life. I hope you consider it carefully."

One after the other, two voices echoed in his ears. Ye Yang understood that this was the beginning of a new test for him.

"Bring on whatever you've got. Since it's already started, clearing one level is the same as clearing two. Why not accept everything that comes my way?"

Ye Yang agreed very simply, without the slightest hesitation, and without a trace of nervousness, as if he were doing something insignificant.

"Yang'er, that's my boy! Only by moving forward bravely can you overcome obstacles and stand at the pinnacle of the Extreme Dao."

Ye Wudi clenched his fists tightly, as if he were back when he had won eight hundred and eight consecutive battles, challenging the various geniuses of Central Province and remaining undefeated.

"Good kid, you've got guts. Since you've chosen to continue challenging the levels, then we'll grant your wish."

The Two Ancestors smiled at each other, revealing satisfied expressions. As soon as a thought arose, a piece of calligraphy appeared before Ye Yang.

"Wait a minute, this is the Martial Dao Truth Calligraphy left by the Founding Ancestor before he ascended. How did they even bring this thing out? Is it because of me?"

Ye Yang looked at all of this and couldn't help but reveal an astonished expression. He had made enough mental preparations, but when he saw this calligraphy, he realized that things had gotten big.

He looked around, trying to find his father's figure, but it wasn't until this moment that he realized he had entered a special barrier.

Once it started, there was no way to stop. This was the masterpiece of the Two Ancestors. Unless he either cleared the level or directly suffered a powerful backlash and died on the spot.

There were only two outcomes: either life or death. This was the terror of this level. Once he survived, he would soar into the sky and be on a different level altogether.

"Young man, you've finally arrived."

Immediately afterward, the Martial Dao Truth Calligraphy in front of him magnified infinitely. In the blink of an eye, his entire consciousness was pulled into a special space.

"Young man, watch carefully. I will only perform one move of the Nine Styles of Extreme Sword once. I hope you understand it well."

Only that towering figure remained between heaven and earth. With a wave of his hand, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth all returned to his hand. There was clearly no sword in his hand, but Sword Qi automatically formed a nimble sword.

"Ninth Style of the Extreme Dao Nine Swords - Myriad Swords Return to One!"

One sword reigned supreme, unstoppable. Wherever the sword light went, gods and ghosts retreated. That person and that sword suppressed the ages!