The Uses of Qi Yun Begin to Show, Ten Directions Profound Sword!

Qin Wangchuan was fiercely clashing with Ye Lingchuan's Immortal Coffin, and each collision produced a deafening roar.

The coffin was indeed indestructible, having withstood his Fourth Gear attack and Dragon Scale's heavy punches at his limit. However, Ye Lingchuan was also forced to retreat step by step by this terrifying power, barely able to hold on and having no power to fight back.

Even amidst this fierce confrontation, Qin Wangchuan still had the energy to glance at Wang Xuance out of the corner of his eye, his voice icy:

"Wang Xuance, you're getting in my way."

Wang Xuance made a hand Method Formula, without even turning his head, and the Yellow Springs Water beneath his feet surged again, precisely dissolving another Soldier Puppet that tried to approach.

He then turned his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp purple light, and responded without backing down:

"What a coincidence, I think it's you too."

After saying that, he quickly whispered to Yun Zexuan, speaking very fast:

"Give me the Soldier Puppet."

Although he did want to beat Qin Wangchuan up, a strange idea suddenly ignited in his mind.

We must win!

The situation reached a stalemate for a moment.

Although the clash between Qin Wangchuan and Ye Lingchuan was incredibly powerful, neither of them used their true killing moves, or even their weapons.

The most lethal attack is often accompanied by the most fatal flaw.

The air seemed to freeze, everyone waiting for the moment when the other would make a mistake.

Meanwhile, in the best viewing pavilion in the city, the Patriarch the Li Clan family, who was in charge of affairs in this realm, was intently watching the arena.

That was fantastic!

Suddenly he noticed someone sitting down beside him. He was about to shout at them when he realized that his Divine Sense hadn't detected anything, and he had only caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye.

He turned his head in horror, and when he saw the person's face clearly, he was nearly scared out of his wits.

The visitor was none other than the current Heavenly Emperor of the Li Clan.

This supreme being remained completely still, taking his seat as calmly as a mortal.

Immediately afterwards, two other elderly men with equally profound and unfathomable auras strolled over and naturally sat down beside him. The three of them turned their gazes to the battle below.

Just as the Patriarch the Li Clan family was about to bow in respect, Heavenly Emperor Li casually raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force gently sent him away into the distance.

Thus, the best viewing spots in the entire Cloud Mist Heavenly City have quietly fallen into the hands of the Three Heavenly Emperors.

"Setting up a challenge to collect luck is something our predecessors have tried," Heavenly Emperor Li said slowly, his gaze still fixed on Qin Wangchuan, "But the results haven't been very good."

"That's because their reputation isn't prestigious enough," the Ji Clan Heavenly Emperor interjected, his gaze deep. "Old Man Qin, is this also part of what you 'saw'?"

Qin Taiyi slowly shook his head, his voice carrying a hint of etherealness:

"No, from the moment he clashed with the heavens, the future became a blur."

The outside world was unaware that the Three Heavenly Emperors had gathered together.

On the Flying Ship.

Feng Qingjue stared at the fierce battle below, which far exceeded his comprehension, and was so shocked that he was speechless.

She clearly realized that both sides still had room for maneuver.

"So, these... are just appetizers?"

If the appetizers are already so devastating, what would it be like if they really went all out in a life-or-death struggle?

Just as Feng Qingjue was pondering, a figure suddenly came into view.

A graceful woman with a lithe figure was seen walking with elegant cat-like steps. Her bare feet landed precisely on the narrow handrail of the Flying Ship boat as if she were walking on flat ground.

Her face possessed both the innocence of a young girl and the allure of a bewitching beauty; her eyes, as they moved, exuded a thousand charms. Yet, the words uttered from her slightly parted cherry lips were as sharp as knives:

"Since when can trash from the Lower Realm freely board my Qin Clan Flying Ship?"

It was Qin Zhaoer, Eighth Dao Child of the Qin Clan.

Accompanying her were Si Dao Child and Qin Kuangge.

"They've started fighting! They've started fighting!"

Qin Kuangge was about to step forward and lean on the railing to watch the battle when his gaze swept over the side of the boat where Qin Zhaoer's jade feet had stepped, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the invisible "stains" with disgust, and instead of going any closer, he raised a hand to cover his mouth and nose.

Before Feng Qingjue and the others could respond, a Prodigy from her camp slowly stepped forward.

The man's expression was calm, his tone gentle yet carrying an invisible pressure. "Eighth Sister, these people are somewhat connected to Ninth Brother. If you keep acting like this, Ninth Brother will dislike you."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qin Zhaoer's beautiful face. Her red lips parted slightly as if she wanted to retort, but she stopped herself when she heard the words "Ninth Brother".

Finally, she haughtily turned her face away, letting out a snort of "Tch."

Feng Qingjue's astonished gaze instantly locked onto the speaker—a Prodigy she had personally subdued, named Lei Hong.

He was once expelled from his home and abandoned his surname.

He is a person who appears refined but is actually quite rugged.

However, at this moment, the man's expression and tone were completely different from the real Lei Hong!

"Ah, don't be nervous," Qin Xuanji smiled slightly after changing his appearance, "He's still alive, he's sleeping in the cabin."

Feng Qingjue someone to check, and breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a response.

Qin Xuanji then looked up at the top of the Flying Ship's mast and asked loudly, "Eldest Brother, how is it?"

Everyone looked up at the sound and were shocked to find that a man and a woman were sitting on the tall mast.

"I saw a dragon." The man, Qin Wudao, stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the battle below. His voice was calm but carried an undeniable authority.

Beside her Fifth Dao Child Qin Qingzheng, sat leisurely on a high place, his long dress fluttering in the wind. He rested his chin on his slender hand and asked in a languid tone, "Why haven't you drawn your sword yet?"

This group of people who suddenly appeared all possessed unfathomable auras, as deep and unyielding as a mountain.

Feng Qingjue shocked, and countless questions arose in his mind, but he did not ask them aloud.

Even Jiang Yan, who is usually carefree, kept his mouth shut and dared not say a word.

The instinct for survival screams in every pore.

These are people you shouldn't mess with.

On the battlefield, Wang Xuance's eyes flashed intensely with purple light, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The consumption of his Pupil Technique far exceeded his expectations. He stared intently at the faint afterimages of the Soldier Puppet around him, his voice urgent:

"We can't break this deadlock! If this continues, I'll be the one who can't hold on before he even makes a move—who's going to show a weakness!"

"I'll do it!"

After exchanging a punch with Qin Wangchuan, Chu Wujiu's entire arm was trembling, but he responded without hesitation.

Then--

"Heaven-Opening!"

A furious roar exploded like thunder from the heavens, and his fighting spirit surged like a volcanic eruption!

"Boom!"

The entire void behind him collapsed with a crash, and a phantom of a battle halberd, entwined with the image of the primordial chaos, burst forth—it was a projection of the Chu Clan family's Sacred Relic, the [Heaven-Opening War Halberd]!

The moment the halberd appeared, all things returned to nothingness, and Spiritual Qi vanished, as if dragging this world back to the beginning of time.

The battle halberd, as Chu Wujiu's strongest trump card, is Heavenly Sword that intimidates Qin Wangchuan.

In other words, the one who makes the first move loses the opportunity to strike back.

Qin Wangchuan's eyes sharpened, and he decisively switched to the Sword Intent Furnace, raising his hand to press down towards Chu Wujiu.

"Heavenly Sword - Hundred Tribulations"

A massive Spirit Energy Sword materialized and crashed down with overwhelming divine might.

However, at the same moment, another equally massive Spirit Energy Sword gradually took shape.

"Seven Kill Sword Seal? Heavenly Sword!"

Li Qingluan shouted, and her Heavenly Sword plunged down at a precise angle, severing Qin Wangchuan's Heavenly Sword in two!

The severed Heavenly Sword instantly disintegrated into billions of fragments of spiritual light, scattering in all directions with a deafening explosion.

This move is a counterattack that breaks through the opponent's defenses.

The Heavenly Sword originated from the Li Clan, but Heavenly Emperor Qin further improved it as Qin Clan Secret Technique.

A look of certainty flashed in Li Qingluan's eyes as she gazed at the falling Heavenly Sword.

The Sword Seals cannot break the Heavenly Sword, and relying solely on physical skills is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Although this attack cannot defeat him, it should be able to suppress him.

With that thought in mind, she confidently lowered her head.

But then a cracked Iron Sword appeared in front of Qin Wangchuan —it was the same Mortal Iron from before, only now the aura flowing through its blade was several times stronger.

Just as Qin Wangchuan was about to reach for his sword, the whispered words from before resurfaced, and his eyes became unfocused for a moment.

He suddenly saw the future.

Even if it's just a moment, even if it's just a few seconds into the future.

The daze dissipated.

A white shadow tore through space at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!

Zhou Yunyi, with white feathers sprouting from his back, pushed his Movement Method to its limit, instantly appearing before Qin Wangchuan. His face beaming with the excitement of success, he reached out to grab the suspended Iron Sword.

"A great opportunity has arrived!"

However—"It hasn't arrived yet."

As the two cold words fell, Qin Wangchuan's dragon tail, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the void, swept out with even greater speed, as if it had been prepared in advance!

"Bang!"

The excitement on Zhou Yunyi's face had just appeared when it suddenly froze and twisted—he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, blood drawing a dazzling arc in the air.

Qin Wangchuan gripped the sword hilt with one hand and plunged it into the ground without hesitation.

"Ten Directions Profound Sword!"

Giant Magic Array soared into the sky, no longer a phantom formed from condensed Spiritual Qi, but a truly gigantic physical sword slashing down from the clouds.

This sword strike descended with the most ruthless and invincible force, cleaving Li Qingluan's Heavenly Sword into countless fragments!