"Bet on who will win?"
Upon hearing this,
Chijingzi smiled bitterly. "The treasures bestowed by our master, senior uncle, and martial uncle—how could I dare use them as wagers? I hope Senior Brother will forgive me."
"I was indeed too abrupt. How about we wager the Pills bestowed by Senior Uncle Taiqing instead? It would add a little amusement to our dull lives. What do you think?"
Guangchengzi blinked, and Chijingzi could only agree. "Since Senior Brother has put it that way, how could I refuse again? Otherwise, it would be my fault."
"Hahaha, good! Junior Brother, who are you betting on?"
"And who is Senior Brother betting on?" Chijingzi asked in return.
"Of course, Daoist Duobao!"
Guangchengzi said frankly, "Daoist Duobao possesses countless treasures and immense Divine Abilities. Though I entered the sect late, I can still see that he is extraordinary. He is also a Golden Immortal. No matter how deeply Qingyuan has comprehended the Law of Swordsmanship, his cultivation is a whole major realm lower. It is like water without a source—how can it display its full power?"
"On the other hand, I can also sense no weak intent of the Sword Dao from Daoist Duobao."
"Look at Daoist Duobao again. Everything he wears is a treasure, and there are even Innate Spiritual Treasures among them. Could he possibly lose to Qingyuan in a battle?"
"Hehe, impossible!"
Hearing Guangchengzi's analysis,
Chijingzi nodded, suddenly realizing something.
He said bitterly, "Then no matter whom I choose, Senior Brother has already picked the best option. It seems Senior Brother will win again."
"Hahaha, it is only a little game."
Guangchengzi smiled and turned to Immortal Elder Nanji. "Senior Brother, will you participate?"
"I will not."
Immortal Elder Nanji shook his head, his deep eyes fixed intently on the Interception Sect.
He felt some concern within his heart.
The Interception Sect had grown so powerful. Its disciples first included Innate Spirits such as Duobao, Jin Ling, Wudang, Jin Guang, and Pilu, most of whom were great Mystic Immortals and Golden Immortals. It had countless followers.
Within the Kunlun Mountains, its 'momentum was immense.'
Outsiders now knew neither the Human Sect nor the Chan Sect. They only knew the Interception Sect.
If this continued, it would likely be unfavorable for their Chan Sect.
Storms gathered around Qingyuan's dojo. More and more cultivators converged there, discussing the matter endlessly.
Meanwhile, Qingyuan and Daoist Duobao were also clashing with their eyes.
A moment later,
Qingyuan said indifferently, "A spar between fellow disciples should have its limits. Let us establish some rules for this contest. Once the loser is decided, this matter shall never be mentioned again. We disciples of the Interception Sect should work together to carry forward our master's lineage, rather than endlessly fall into internal strife. What does Junior Disciple Duobao think?"
"Agreed!"
Daoist Duobao nodded and asked, "Senior Disciple Qing, please tell me what you wish to compete with me in."
"As your senior brother, I should give way to you. Junior Disciple Duobao, name it. I know a little of everything!"
Qingyuan smiled warmly.
Such arrogant words immediately caused the disciples of the Interception Sect to erupt in discussion. Duobao's expression changed slightly as well. Carrying the Firelight Sword on his back, he shot into the sky and shouted, "It seems Senior Disciple Qing intends to make me utterly convinced today! Fine, fine, fine! If that is the case, why should I not accept your challenge?"
"Duobao is untalented, but after following Master for these years, I have gained some understanding of the Law of Swordsmanship. Today, I am willing to compare Sword Dao with Senior Disciple Qing!"
"However, the sword in my hand is the Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Crimson Flame Nine Dragon Firelight Sword. Its power is astonishing. Is Senior Disciple Qing willing to compete?!"
Daoist Duobao's imposing sword pointed toward the void.
Qingyuan's words sounded humble on the surface.
Yet Duobao could see that this 'Senior Disciple Qing' wanted to suppress him in every respect, making him submit completely and forcing him to live beneath Senior Disciple Qing's shadow in the future, never daring to commit any improper act again.
But...
What he had done was indeed wildly rebellious!
If he could win, he would become the Mystic Gate's sole Senior Disciple Brother.
Above heaven and below earth, he alone would stand supreme as the Mystic Gate's foremost disciple!!
If he lost,
His skills would simply be inferior... there would be nothing to say!
"The Crimson Flame Nine Dragon Firelight Sword? It is actually that treasure! The last time I traveled outside with Senior Brother Duobao, he suddenly sensed the birth of a Spiritual Treasure. He entered the depths beneath a volcanic mountain range and guarded it for tens of thousands of years before obtaining this sword. Its power is astounding, yet I never expected it to shine today."
"Although Senior Disciple Qing's comprehension of the Law of Swordsmanship is terrifying, his realm is far below Senior Brother Duobao's. He also has no treasure to protect himself with. He may not necessarily win in a contest of swords!"
"What a terrifying sword..."
The immortals discussed fervently.
Yet Qingyuan's face remained utterly calm. He said lightly, "Please!"
"Good!"
Without another word, Daoist Duobao swung the Firelight Sword and charged toward Qingyuan.
The first sword strike was merely a probe.
Yet Duobao went all out, pouring his vast Golden Immortal power into the sword. He also infused it with all his years of comprehension of the Law of Swordsmanship. In an instant, fiery light flashed, and the sun and moon lost their color.
The heavens transformed into a crimson sea of blazing fire.
Nine Wrathful Dragons roared past. Sharp and horrifying Laws of the Sword Dao surged like tides, enveloping heaven and earth. They were as silent as a spring breeze, yet faintly carried the icy chill of a bitter winter, making one's scalp tingle!
They filled the sky and covered the earth.
Everywhere was a tidal sea of sword qi fused with the Law of Swordsmanship!!
Seeing such terrifying momentum,
Countless cultivators at the scene held their breaths, their pupils widening as they stared at how Qingyuan would respond.
"Excellent."
Qingyuan smiled.
A pitch-black longsword suddenly appeared in his hand. Its intricate, exquisite patterns depicted a Black River Sea of endless crashing waves, carrying the force to devour countless worlds. The moment it appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted, as though a harsh winter had descended!
Looking closely,
Qingyuan swung his sword.
In an instant,
A monstrous wave rose behind him, taking on the momentum of a Kunpeng. Pitch-black and immense, it seemed ready to devour heaven, earth, and all living beings. Icy, harmful Heavenly Water surged endlessly with the longsword, drowning mountains, rivers, and the land below!!
Some cultivators observed carefully.
Their faces filled with shock.
This surging Heavenly Water was actually formed from countless Laws of Swordsmanship condensed to the extreme.
Every droplet and every wave was gathered from the Law of Swordsmanship!!
They had never heard of such a spectacle!
Since when could a Mystic Immortal grasp such profound Great Dao Laws?
It seemed like a long time.
Yet in merely an instant, the two men's Sword Daos collided!!
Rumble!!!
'Water' and 'fire' collided, raising vast amounts of 'mist' and turning the entire sky gray. Thunderous booms rose and fell without pause, and countless cultivators paled as they retreated again and again.
Only cultivators with unfathomably profound abilities and Divine Abilities
Could see it clearly.
The collision between Heavenly Water and the sea of fire was a clash of the Sword Great Dao Laws between two great experts, bringing devastation and destruction with every impact!
Amid the destruction,
Both sides were also displaying their understanding of the Law of Swordsmanship.
Duobao had attacked first. His style was fierce and unrestrained, and he wanted to crush Qingyuan with his realm and immense power. Thus, from the very beginning, he unleashed an overwhelming tide of force!
But who would have expected
Qingyuan to meet hardness with hardness.
His terrifying comprehension of the Law of Swordsmanship not only withstood Duobao's sword pressure, but even launched a counterattack. His powerful, devouring assault forced Daoist Duobao's Laws of Swordsmanship into retreat step by step!!
In a direct clash,
He not only forcibly endured Duobao's full-strength strike from the Mid Golden Immortal Realm, but could even dismantle the ferocity of his opponent's Sword Dao head-on!
Such a fierce scene
Made countless cultivators turn solemn.
They could not believe Qingyuan was only in the Mystic Immortal Realm.
Yet no one knew that ever since Qingyuan's foundation had entered the Ultimate Innate level, he had switched to cultivating the Mystic Art and Primordial Art. His foundations had become unimaginably profound. With the realms, Divine Abilities, and talents of two Innate Variant disciples augmenting him, his combat power had long surpassed that of an ordinary Mystic Immortal.
Even if he encountered cultivators in the Golden Immortal Late Stage or even at the peak, provided they possessed extraordinary foundations,
He might not necessarily lose.
Not to mention that he was merely discussing the Dao with Duobao?
"What a Senior Disciple Qing. He hid himself so deeply!"
Duobao's expression changed slightly.
His intent evolved into Laws of Swordsmanship.
In an instant, the boundless sea of fire condensed into nine Fire Dragons formed from sword laws. Terrifying heat mixed with sharp, concentrated killing intent!
It seemed as though he wanted to shatter Qingyuan head-on with a single strike!
Unfortunately, this momentum was still like an egg striking a stone. Beneath the monstrous black waters, the Fire Dragons wailed and curled up.
Duobao gritted his teeth and evolved his Laws.
Rumble!
In an instant, heaven and earth lost their color, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Countless worlds of the cosmos collapsed and shattered. A Minor World Annihilation sword light shot into the heavens, carrying the fierce momentum of a Heaven-Opening annihilating sword strike as it surged forth!!
This sword!
Filled every living being present with fear!
Whether Jin Ling, Wudang, or even Immortal Elder Nanji,
Their faces changed in shock.
They cried out in alarm.
The momentum of Heaven-Opening?!!
This sword actually contained the annihilating sword momentum of Heaven-Opening. Could this be the Law of Swordsmanship that Master—no, Martial Uncle Tongtian—had taught Daoist Duobao?
With such momentum, intent, and Dao, even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would not dare contend with it using Laws alone, would they?
"Heaven-Opening Sword Momentum?"
"Unfortunately... I know a little of all three thousand Sword Daos."
Qingyuan's expression remained calm.
His thoughts shifted.
In an instant, three thousand worlds of the cosmos behind him shattered. Countless Minor Worlds of every size were destroyed and collapsed by an endless black torrent, while terrifying Sword Dao gathered within the monstrous black waters and surged forth!!!
Crash...
Countless living beings felt their scalps go numb.
They only felt that everything had become unreal.
When their senses returned,
They finally saw it.
Within the void,
Daoist Duobao's robes had been shredded into strips. His hair was disheveled, and his entire body was covered in countless sword wounds.
On his face,
Was utter desolation...
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