Supreme Clarity Sword Art, the Saints Are Shocked

"Supreme Clarity Sword Art!"

Xuandu's expression turned grave, and a sharp gleam instantly burst from his eyes.

As he spoke the true words, he raised two fingers of his right hand like a sword and tapped lightly at the void with effortless grace.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

In an instant, countless black-and-white Sword Qi condensed around the entire dueling platform.

The densely packed Sword Qi intertwined and transformed into a Taiji sword net that blotted out the heavens and covered the earth.

Every sword shadow carried boundless, supreme power.

Black-and-white sword intent ran rampant, splitting space apart inch by inch.

"Willow God Art!"

Facing that terrifying sword net, Xuan Liu's azure robes snapped in the wind.

Yet his eyes brimmed with towering battle intent.

With a flick of his left hand, the Ancient Immortal Heaven-Locking Chain, glowing entirely with emerald radiance—

In an instant, transformed into thousands upon thousands of azure chains of order.

"Rumble!!!"

A soul-shaking roar suddenly resounded across the entire dueling platform.

Behind Xuan Liu, the phantom of the towering World-Purifying Divine Willow abruptly solidified and expanded ten millionfold.

Countless emerald willow branches manifested of their own accord.

Upon every branch rested the phantom of a divine kingdom, radiating endless faith and interwoven with myriad principles.

Xuan Liu abruptly swept out his right hand, meeting Xuandu's Supreme Clarity Sword Art head-on without the slightest fear.

As two incomparably powerful forces of supreme mana at the same realm collided fiercely—

All mortal colors vanished from the dueling platform in an instant.

The crisscrossing black-and-white Sword Qi and the dazzling emerald willow threads battled madly in the void, reforming, shattering...

The phantoms of those three thousand divine kingdoms constantly collapsed beneath the sword net's slaughtering grind.

And that heaven-covering Taiji sword net was likewise reduced to nothingness by the chains of order that severed karma.

Sun and moon lost their light, heaven and earth turned upside down; at that moment, even the world itself seemed to pale.

Two figures with flowing sleeves flashed past one another at high speed amid the endlessly surging tsunami of mana.

"Bang!!!"

After an unknown number of exchanges, amid this slaughter that nearly destroyed space itself—

A cold glint flared in Xuan Liu's Dharma eyes as he keenly seized a fleeting opening in Xuandu's defenses.

His movements were clean and decisive. The Destructive Thunder Dragon of the Thunder Emperor Secret Art instantly shattered the Taiji barrier surrounding Xuandu.

At the same time, he raised two fingers on his left hand and drew them lightly.

The Ancient Immortal Heaven-Locking Chain pierced through layer upon layer of space and viciously lashed Xuandu's body!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bones splitting rang across the dueling platform.

Xuandu's plain Daoist robe shook violently. His face turned pale, and a muffled groan escaped his lips.

Although he had not suffered broken bones and vomited blood like Huang Long True Person, ending up in utter disarray—

He had still sustained injuries that were no less severe.

Clearly, in this battle at the same realm—

Xuandu had ultimately been defeated!

"W-Won?! Fifth Senior Brother actually forced back the senior brother of the three sects?!"

"Heavens above! That is Xuandu, the senior brother of the three sects, who inherited Great Senior Uncle's true teachings!"

"At the same realm, even Xuandu was no match for Fifth Senior Brother?!"

"What a terrifying aura! Even Senior Brother Xuandu was defeated at his hands?"

As the lingering waves of mana on the dueling platform gradually settled, after a brief, suffocating silence—

An unending uproar instantly erupted among the formations of disciples from the three sects.

Guang Chengzi, Chijingzi, Jade Cauldron True Person, and the other twelve Golden Immortals of the Expounding Sect—

Saying their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot was no longer enough to describe them.

On the Interception Sect's side, Duobao Daoist and Golden Spirit Holy Mother were overjoyed, their eyes filled with excitement.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Gongming laughed loudly, heavily sweeping his sleeve as he shouted, "The champion lineage of this Xuanmen Grand Tournament has ultimately fallen to our Interception Sect!"

"Fifth Senior Brother's divine might is unmatched in the Primordial World!!!"

The Three Cloud Fairies' beautiful eyes shimmered as they looked at Xuan Liu. The awe and wild joy in their hearts had reached an immeasurably terrifying degree.

In an instant, all of Kunlun Mountain was utterly drowned beneath the immense, thunderous momentum of the Interception Sect's myriad immortals paying homage.

At this moment, even the expressions on the faces of the Three Pure Ones Saints seated above—

Were thoroughly shocked to the utmost extreme by Xuan Liu's performance.

"T-This boy... As a transformed high-grade innate spiritual root, he should have been a blessed True Immortal. Why did he join the Interception Sect?!"

Shock nearly spilled from Primordial Heavenly Venerable's majestic Dharma eyes.

No matter what, he could not believe that Xuandu—the Human Sect's sole heir, whom he had always regarded as the foremost among the younger generation of the Profound Sect—

Would be defeated head-on at the same realm by the fifth personal disciple of the Interception Sect, who had only just broken through to the middle stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

"Sigh!"

Supreme Elder Laozi, seated in the center, let out a long sigh and praised, "Third Brother, this child can no longer be measured by the word 'monster.'"

"To defeat Xuandu at the same realm... Your Interception Sect's doctrine of teaching without distinction has truly produced an inconceivable pillar of the Profound Sect."

At this moment, Tongtian Cult Master radiated an overwhelming sense of exhilaration and soaring pride, like mountains toppling and seas overturning.

Fortunately, he had recognized this boy's talent back then and accepted him as the Interception Sect's fifth personal disciple.

In today's battle, Xuan Liu had not only reclaimed, a hundredfold, a thousandfold, the face that Long-Eared Fixed-Light Immortal had utterly lost—

He had also brought the glory of their Supreme Clarity lineage to its very peak.

At the center of the dueling platform, Supreme Clarity immortal light shifted and withdrew.

At this moment, the terrifying aura of Xuandu's middle-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm revived once more.

Yet as he looked at Xuan Liu before him, there was not the slightest hint of resentment in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Xuan Liu!"

Xuandu performed a Daoist salute and praised, "In this contest at the same realm, this poor Daoist has lost."

"Junior Brother, your Dao arts are flawless and without blemish. At the same realm, I fear none among the disciples of the three sects can be your match!"

Facing the senior brother of the three sects admitting defeat, as well as the Saints' attention—

Xuan Liu's azure robes fluttered, but his expression remained utterly free of arrogance or impatience.

"Senior Brother overpraises me."

Xuan Liu returned the salute and said modestly, "Had Senior Brother not remained tranquil and detached, with no intention of contending over victory or defeat—"

"Xuan Liu would never have been able to win this match. This victory was merely luck."

The moment those humble words left his mouth, Tongtian Cult Master's mouth twitched slightly atop the high platform.

Luck?

Luck again!

Why did this boy spend all day talking about luck?

Still, saying it this way was correct; it gave Xuandu ample face.

Primordial Heavenly Venerable snorted coldly but said nothing more.

Supreme Elder Laozi stroked his snow-white beard and smiled faintly, carrying an air of immortal grace and Daoist poise.