Chen Yuan stared fixedly at Chen Changqing. The pride within him, born from the swordsmanship overlord of the previous era, was ruthlessly torn to shreds.
"If this boy... if he had been born in my era, he would likely have already attained the Dao and become an immortal—he might even have contended with those Immortal Emperors!"
A terrifying thought rose in his mind.
No!
He absolutely could not hold back any longer!
This sect tournament concerned a heaven-shaking opportunity. It was the key to rebuilding his foundation as a Tribulation Immortal and even surpassing his past life!
He had to secure a spot!
"Since that is the case..."
Chen Yuan uttered several icy words, and the Emotionless Sword Intent around him began to surge at a terrifying speed.
"Supreme Emotionless Sword!"
"First form, Sever Dustbound Ties!"
He gripped his sword in both hands and raised it high. His entire body seemed to merge with the Starfall Sword in his grasp.
A thousand-zhang-long gray-white sword radiance extended from the sword tip, tearing through the clouds and slashing into the void!
The sword radiance contained no violent energy, yet it carried a dreadful aura that could sever karma and erase existence.
"Not good!"
Chen Yuan's expression changed drastically as he shouted sharply, "Quick! Reinforce the grand formation with everything you have!"
However, it was already too late.
Crack—!
The light barrier of the great formation, jointly laid down by dozens of Tribulation Transcendence Elders, was torn open with ease by that gray-white sword radiance, like thin paper ripped apart!
The terrifying aftershock of Sword Qi was about to spread across the entire summit of Mount Shu!
At that critical moment.
An aged yet tranquil voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Ah, young people do have fiery tempers."
With those words, a withered palm