The Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable Appears in All His Glory

Wang You climbed onto the Arena with a gloomy expression and looked at the Grand Sword Guardian opposite him who was twisting his wrist.

Qin Donglai gave him a disdainful smile, then drew the massive, dark black Giant Sword from his back, which resembled a door panel, and slammed it heavily into the Arena.

Wang You glanced at the three-finger-wide longsword at his waist, then at the Giant Sword opposite him that was almost as thick as his waist, and his eyelids twitched.

All talk of using speed to overcome slowness or softness to overcome hardness is meaningless in the face of absolute overwhelming power. Qin Donglai's Giant Sword could easily cleave Wang You and his sword in two with just a simple move like the "Forcefully Split Mount Hua" technique.

He lacked Li Xianjing's superb swordsmanship and stylish footwork, so when facing a fighter like Qin Donglai, he could only take the beating.

Now Wang You can only pin his hopes on the Blood's Delight Sect's potion, hoping it will work this time. He remembers that he had asked the Blood's Delight Sect to drug all his sword-fighting opponents, including his formidable rival, Qin Donglai.

The referee quickly announced the start of the match, but Qin Donglai clearly had no intention of arguing with Wang You. The moment the referee finished speaking, the burly old man leaped high into the air, wielding his giant Giant Sword, covering a distance of several meters. The huge sword swung in a semi-circle behind his shoulder and then slammed heavily into Wang You.

Wang You quickly dodged, but the sword was incredibly powerful. Even though he avoided the direct impact, the Sword Qi wrapped around the Giant Sword still spread to the left and right like a wave of air. The Grand Sword Guardian cleaved a Rift several tens of centimeters wide in the Arena, splitting it in two. The flying shards hit him, causing Wang You feel a series of stinging pains.

"Seal the Door, Extinguish the Lineage..."

Among the crowd, some of the more experienced figures in the Jianghu discussed among themselves, saying, "Every time I see this move, I can't help but marvel at its power. This old man, Qin Donglai, is indeed still as sharp as ever."

Seeing that Qin Donglai's Giant Sword was momentarily stunned after hitting the ground, Wang You quickly stepped forward, seized the opportunity, and thrust his long sword like a venomous snake, aiming for Qin Donglai's throat, eyes, nose and other vital parts.

But as if he had anticipated Wang You's move, Qin Donglai stood still, but raised the hilt of his sword to parry Wang You's longsword. At the same time, the hilt of the Giant Sword slammed heavily into Wang You's chest.

Bang!

The strike, infused with True Qi, created a faint shockwave that could be seen in the air. Wang You's feet left two trails of dust on the Arena floor as he retreated to the Arena before finally stopping. He then clutched his chest, his face flushed, clearly indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

"With such a low skill level, you dare to call yourself Sword God?"

Qin Donglai roared, dragging his Giant Sword as he charged forward, then swept his sword horizontally towards Wang You's waist.

"Go to hell... uh?"

Just then, Qin Donglai's expression suddenly became blank. The True Qi that was circulating in his body also stopped abruptly, injuring his own meridians. However, Qin Donglai was still unaware of it. He dragged the Giant Sword, ran a few steps past Wang You's shoulder, and then stood blankly at the edge of the Arena.

Wang You was standing close by, could clearly see that blood vessels quickly filled the sockets of Qin Donglai's bewildered eyes.

The medicine is working!

Wang You seized the opportunity, mustered his True Qi, and kicked the robust old man off the Arena.

Qin Donglai staggered two steps on the ground, and suddenly, like Li Xianjing, let out a roar. But compared to Li Xianjing's indescribable howl, Qin Donglai's roar was truly filled with murderous intent and madness.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing the robust old man raise the Giant Sword, the Imperial Advisor Fishing Elder in the stands hurriedly shouted to the spectators around him.

Before the audience could react, a powerful burst of True Qi erupted from Qin Donglai's body. He raised his Giant Sword, intending to cleave the person in front of him in two, but a Fishing Line shot out and wrapped around his arms. The Fishing Line taut, stopping his movement in time.

"Quickly, subdue him!"

The Fishing Elder, holding a Fishing Rod, channeled his inner True Qi through the Fishing Line, suppressing the Grand Sword Guardian, while simultaneously giving orders to the experts of the Great Xia Imperial Court.

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flew out from near the stands. They were dressed in the uniforms of Imperial Court guards and carried iron Iron Chains. The Iron Chains were thrown out and wrapped around Qin Donglai's body, successfully locking him in place.

However, Qin Donglai continued to struggle. His powerful True Qi at the ninth level of Qi Refinement constantly impacted the things Restraint. Even the elite Imperial Court guards at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refinement Refining had some difficulty subduing him.

"The Imperial Advisor."

A guard turned and reported, "He seems to have completely lost Consciousness."

"I saw it."

Having served as an official for almost a year, the Fishing Elder had gained an air of authority. He thought for a moment, then reeled in his Fishing Line and Fishing Rod, turned around, clasped his hands together, and actually knelt down.

Behind the statue of the Imperial Advisor Fishing Elder, the Fisherman, stands the Statue of the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable, the deity protecting this martial arts Sword Discussion Assembly. The Fishing Elder kneels and kowtows three times before the statue of the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable Celestial Venerable, then prays, "Please, Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable, show your power and help us dispel the evil miasma."

"At this critical juncture, they're actually praying to gods and Buddhas."

Seeing the Fishing Elder's actions, the martial arts practitioners of the Great Xia Jianghu were agitated. But the moment the Fishing Elder stood up, the statue of the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable suddenly shone brightly.

A bright but not dazzling white light filled everyone's vision. After the white light slowly dissipated, Qin Donglai had stopped in his tracks.

He paused for two seconds, his eyes quickly regaining their clarity, and then he saw the Chain him and the tense-looking Imperial Court guards around him.

Qin Donglai around and found that he had already left the Arena.

He instantly understood and turned to look at Wang You.

You lost.

Wang You a very shameless way.

"Good tactic."

Qin Donglai sneered, not bothering to argue, and said frankly, "You've got the upper hand today, but you wait and see. When the time comes, someone will come looking for you."

He snorted, no longer looking at Wang You, and said to the surrounding Imperial Court guards, "Gentlemen, I'm fine now, can you let me go?"

The Imperial Court guards looked at the Imperial Advisor Fishing Elder, the Fishing Elder nodded to them.

"Soldier Qin has regained Consciousness, let him go."

The guards released Qin Donglai, who slung his Giant Sword over his shoulder, found a few familiar friends in the crowd, asked them what had just happened, and then bowed to the Fishing Elder, saying, "Thank you for your help, Imperial Advisor."

"Don't thank me, it was the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable who helped you."

The Fishing Elder shook his head.

"If you have the intention, Sir Qin might as well pay homage to the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerable within the Mountain Villa."

"I will."

Qin Donglai nodded to the Fishing Elder and said, "Farewell."

The Old Man carrying the Giant Sword seemed completely unconcerned about winning or losing, or about losing through such underhanded means. He left the Arena and blended into the crowd.

After he left, an ordinary-looking Old Man in the crowd said to the few knights beside him, "Let's go. There's no need to watch any longer. Our plan has failed. Gather our men; we need to hold an emergency meeting."