Outwardly, he seemed unconcerned. In truth, he had already begun secretly holding back a big move.
"I am born with the Innate Sword Body. With a single word from me, ten thousand swords shall bow in submission."
Jian Unrivaled stood high in the air, countless streams of Sword Qi erupting around him.
His eyes were utterly indifferent, devoid of the slightest expression, as though he were a cold, lifeless stone.
"Swords, rise."
Jian Unrivaled softly spoke two words. In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, and towering Sword Qi began to coil up from the surrounding ground, countless streams of Sword Qi circling around him.
Dense streams of Sword Qi formed an enormous Sword Qi tempest, which swept through the surroundings.
"Sever."
Countless Sword Qi tempests immediately surged toward Ye Lin. Such an incomparably dense Sword Qi tempest was enough to grind any True Immortal cultivator into powder in an instant.
"Time Stop."
Ye Lin's expression did not fluctuate in the face of the Sword Qi tempest before him. He merely raised a hand and lightly pointed forward.
In an instant, an invisible ripple spread continuously ahead. Wherever it passed, the Sword Qi was frozen in midair.
"The power of time? Interesting."
Seeing his Sword Qi tempest suspended motionlessly at its very center, a trace of human emotion flickered through Jian Unrivaled's eyes.
"Saint-Falling Fist."
In Jian Unrivaled's eyes, Ye Lin vanished in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already before him.
Sensing the surging, overwhelming immortal power emanating from Ye Lin, Jian Unrivaled rapidly retreated—but no matter how fast he was, how could he possibly outpace Ye Lin?
Ye Lin's fist struck Jian Unrivaled squarely in the chest without the slightest suspense, smashing his entire body heavily into the ground.
The Sword Qi tempest behind him also