Hiss!
The instant the two attacks met, the expected crushing rout never came. Instead, they proved evenly matched.
At the sight, Sun Shengcheng sucked in a sharp breath.
No!
He stared at Chen Yu in astonishment.
The boy was using nothing more than the most ordinary low-grade spirit artifact issued by the sect, yet he had effortlessly neutralized an attack formed from foundation establishment true qi.
"You're not at Qi Refining-you're at the Foundation Establishment Realm!"
Sun Shengcheng was shocked!
There really was more to Chen Yu's identity than met the eye. Could he be a spy sent by another sect?
...Wait. Chen Yu has only just turned nineteen. A nineteen-year-old foundation establishment cultivator-would any sect really be willing to send such a talent away?
Something's wrong. This Chen Yu... something's wrong with him!
Chen Yu said nothing in response, merely raising his Standard Longsword again.
Then he sighed softly and said, "I only wanted to be an ordinary Dao Sect Outer Disciple, but you kept backing me into a corner, Elder. Since that's the case, please go die."
With that, Chen Yu lifted his sword.
He unleashed the Wind-Riding Art, wind stirring beneath his feet as he closed in on Elder Sun like a phantom.
Seeing Chen Yu attack again, Sun Shengcheng sneered.
"Such shameless boasting!"
"So what if you're at the Foundation Establishment Realm? A greenhorn who isn't even twenty thinks he can beat me?"
He simply hadn't expected Chen Yu to have reached Foundation Establishment earlier. Now that he was prepared, Sun Shengcheng no longer underestimated him.
A longsword appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The entire sword was red, its surface crystalline, like a gemstone.
A High-Grade Spirit Artifact.
The Crimson Devourer Sword.
As he poured true qi into it, a faint red glow