The Eternal Sky Sect's Crisis

The Eternal Sky Sect's Supreme Elder was a gray-haired old man. His speed was incredibly fast; in almost the blink of an eye, he arrived before Ye Chen and thrust out his sword. The Sword Light blazed brilliantly, sharp beyond compare.

The gray-haired old man's attack was fast, but Ye Chen's two fingers moved even faster. Though launched later, they arrived first, as if they had been waiting there for the old man's sword. With a clang, Ye Chen's fingers—hard as diamond—clamped easily onto the opponent's sword amid surging Sword Light, sending dazzling sparks flying.

"He caught it?"

Li Changfeng's mouth fell open as he sucked in a cold breath.

"He actually caught the Supreme Elder's sword with his fingers? How is that possible?" The many elders, stewards, and disciples behind Li Changfeng were utterly dumbfounded. They stared blankly at Ye Chen's fingers. Those two slender, jade-like fingers looked smooth and delicate, forming a stark contrast with the Supreme Elder's treasured sword. Yet those very fingers had caught the blade without suffering the slightest injury.

"His strength is probably about the same as Senior Qin Liu's, among the best of the Half-Step Kings."

Below the strongest Half-Step Kings, strength was not judged solely by cultivation level. Martial intent and Mystic Martial Arts were also part of one's strength. For the gray-haired old man to possess such strength was already quite impressive. On the True Spirit Continent, more than ninety percent of Half-Step Kings were ordinary Half-Step Kings. It was not that their cultivation was low; the main issue was talent, which prevented them from creating formidable ultimate arts.

"Starpoint Explosion!"

Seeing his sword caught by Ye Chen, the gray-haired old man shouted. With a flick of his wrist, the sword tip trembled and erupted in brilliant starlight. A strange and