Qian Renxue's Broken Sword, Crushing Tang San!

Everyone's gaze involuntarily converged upon Qian Renxue.

This young mistress of Martial Soul Hall, the successor to the Angel God, was the calmest person among them all at this moment.

Her eyes drifted past the tense crowd and landed on the lounge chair resting leisurely in the back.

Qian Ye remained lying there, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly oblivious to the earth-shattering aura outside.

At his feet, a small beast with golden fur was curled up and dozing; it was none other than the Three-Eyed Golden Beast.

Beside him, a slender young girl was carefully pouring fresh tea for him.

The girl had delicate features and a respectful, devout expression; she was the very Bai Chenxiang whom Ma Hongjun pined for day and night.

At this moment, the look she cast toward Qian Ye was filled with worship and trust; she did not even lift an eyelid toward the powerful aura belonging to Tang San in the distance.

It was as if, in her eyes, everything in this world could not compare to even a ten-thousandth of the man before her.

"Master."

Qian Renxue spoke softly.

Qian Ye slowly opened his eyes; those pupils were as deep as a sea of stars, devoid of the slightest ripple.

He did not look at the aggressively approaching Tang San, merely casting a faint glance at the Angel Holy Sword in Qian Renxue's hand.

"Your sword is too complete."

His voice was very light, yet it reached Qian Renxue's ears with perfect clarity.

Qian Renxue was slightly startled, failing to grasp his meaning.

Qian Ye offered no explanation, merely pointing a finger casually.

Beside him, a rusted, broken sword floated up from a pile of debris and flew silently before Qian Renxue.

The broken sword looked utterly unremarkable, its body covered in nicks and its edge dull, as if it were scrap iron dug out from some ancient battlefield.

"Use it."

Qian Ye's voice sounded again, concise and to the point.

"Yes, Master."

Qian Renxue did not hesitate in the slightest.

She put away the radiant Angel Holy Sword and reached out to grasp the broken blade that looked as if it would shatter at a touch.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong furrowed her brows, wanting to speak out to stop her, but upon seeing Qian Ye's indifferent expression, she swallowed her words.

This man always acted in ways that defied expectation.

Perhaps he truly had some reliance.

Holding the broken sword, Qian Renxue's golden figure flashed, appearing above Jialing Pass to stand opposite Tang San from afar.

Her appearance instantly ignited the atmosphere of the battlefield.

On the side of the Heaven Dou coalition, seeing that Martial Soul Hall had actually sent only Qian Renxue to face Tang San, they erupted into boisterous laughter.

"Hahaha! Is Martial Soul Hall out of people? They actually let Qian Renxue come out alone to seek death!"

"Lord Sea God has just received the reward from the Heavenly Dao; his strength is unfathomable. Is she even worthy?"

However, when their eyes landed on the weapon in Qian Renxue's hand, their laughter became even more unbridled.

"Am I seeing things? Is that a... piece of junk?"

Ma Hongjun laughed until he was doubled over, pointing at Qian Renxue and shouting loudly.

"Brother San! Look! Does she know she can't beat you, so she just grabbed a broken sword and prepared to surrender directly?"

Tang San hovered in the air, holding the Sea God Trident that had ascended to a super-divine artifact, his body glowing with brilliant divine light, resembling a true deity.

His gaze fell upon the broken sword in Qian Renxue's hand, and a look of contempt appeared on his face.

"Qian Renxue, is this your weapon?"

"It seems you have already prepared yourself for death."

He slowly raised the Sea God Trident, the blade pointing directly at Qian Renxue, his voice like a divine decree pronouncing her end.

"In consideration of the friendship we once had fighting side by side, I will give you one chance."

"Commit suicide."

"Otherwise, once I strike, you will be utterly destroyed, body and soul, without even the chance to reincarnate."

Facing Tang San's arrogance, Qian Renxue's expression did not change in the slightest.

She simply raised the broken sword in her hand calmly.

"Enough talk."

"Let us fight."

"You seek death!"

Tang San's eyes darkened, and he said no more.

Endless azure divine power erupted from within his body, and the Sea God Trident in his hand let out a heaven-shaking hum, whipping up monstrous waves as he smashed it down toward Qian Renxue!

This strike contained all the divine power he had gained since his ascension; he was confident it was enough to raze a mountain range to the ground!

On the ramparts of Jialing Pass, the hearts of every soldier from Martial Soul Hall leaped into their throats.

However, the scene that followed caused everyone's eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets.

Facing that world-destroying strike, Qian Renxue did not dodge or evade.

She merely swung the broken sword in her hand with a casual motion.

There was no brilliant radiance, no majestic momentum.

It was just that simple, unadorned strike.

"CLANG!!!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, echoing through the heavens.

The rusted, broken sword struck the blade of the Sea God Trident with pinpoint precision.

Immediately following, a scene that left the entire world speechless unfolded.

Tang San's strike, capable of splitting mountains and severing seas, was actually blocked with ease by that tattered sword!

Not only that!

A vast, irresistible force surged back along the shaft of the trident!

"Pfft!"

Tang San felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his body shuddered violently, and he spat a mouthful of divine blood into the sky, flying backward uncontrollably for hundreds of meters before barely stabilizing himself.

He looked down at his hands, where the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers had completely split open, dripping with blood.

The terrifying shockwave continued to ravage his body, causing his life force to churn chaotically.

How is this possible?!

Tang San's mind went blank.

This was absolutely impossible!

He had already received the reward from the Heavenly Dao, his divine rank had increased, and his divine artifact had been upgraded to a super-divine artifact!

His strength had clearly undergone a heaven-defying transformation!

But why—

Why was he repelled by a single strike from her?!

And with a broken sword, no less!

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Whether it was the Heaven Dou coalition or the Martial Soul Hall side, everyone stood as if frozen by a binding spell, staring blankly at the sky.

Ma Hongjun, who had been laughing wildly just a moment ago, had the smile completely frozen on his face, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

In Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, a look of profound shock flickered.

She knew Qian Ye was extraordinary, but she had never expected that a broken sword he produced so casually would possess such divine might!

"Is this the extent of your strength?"

Qian Renxue's indifferent voice broke the silence of the battlefield.

She stood holding the sword, her golden skirt fluttering in the wind, resembling an undefeated Valkyrie.

"It seems the Heavenly Dao reward is nothing more than this."

These words were like a resounding slap, striking Tang San hard across the face.

"You—!"

Tang San's face instantly turned the color of liver, the emotions of humiliation and fury driving him to the brink of madness.

"I don't believe it!"

He let out a roar and once again channeled his divine power, the blue light on the Sea God Trident blazing brilliantly!

"Dusk of the Sea God!"

He unleashed one of his strongest killing moves, a barrage of trident shadows filling the sky and sealing off all of Qian Renxue's paths of retreat, vowing to shred her to pieces on the spot!

However, what greeted him was, once again, that simple, unadorned broken sword.