Sensing the might of the Vast Righteous Sword Domain, Ye Wushuang's gaze grew serious as well.
Ye Wushuang felt his Qi activity sealed off by this place as Sword Qi filled the sky and assailed him, cold and sharp.
Ye Wushuang said calmly, "The power of a domain? Impressive indeed, but I have that power too!"
"Since you want to pit our domains against each other first today, I have a move for you to experience."
Suddenly, the Heavenly Book of All Things within Ye Wushuang flipped to its first page.
The image of the Myriad Phenomena Ancient Stele lit up on that page.
It was the very domain he had comprehended when breaking the Eternal Physical Body Ranking, Venerable Myriad Phenomena's signature secret art.
All-Encompassing Myriad Phenomena!
"Primordial chaos births the two poles; the two poles transform into myriad phenomena."
Around Ye Wushuang, a force of myriad phenomena began to emanate as well.
Infinite Myriad Phenomena Domain, unfold!
The masked sword cultivator's eyes narrowed as he suddenly felt a powerful pressure bearing down on him.
The masked sword cultivator felt as though something had suppressed his physical body, and his heart trembled.
Ye Wushuang, meanwhile, felt his physical body brimming with strength.
This was precisely the most heaven-defying aspect of the Infinite Myriad Phenomena Domain: not only could it suppress and absorb an opponent's strength, it could also replenish his own.
The masked sword cultivator's face was full of smiles as he said:
"To think it is the same kind of power as my Vast Righteous Sword Domain. Brother Ye, you truly live up to your reputation. You have a domain of your own as well."
"It is a joy for me, too, to meet someone against whom I can unleash my full strength."
Standing tall and straight, the masked sword cultivator drove the Vast Righteous Sword Domain with all his might.
Within the Vast Righteous Sword Domain, strands of Vast Righteous Qi took the shape of swords and flew toward Ye Wushuang.
Yet Ye Wushuang remained standing proudly where he was, letting the flying swords approach.
A gigantic sword condensed from the Power of the Human Emperor stood beside Ye Wushuang.
Though the sword had yet to move, its pressure had already enveloped every flying sword around it.
The disparity was like fireflies gathering together, still unable to rival the light of the radiant moon.
Ye Wushuang chuckled, yet his tone revealed an unquestionable dominance.
"How could these paltry little swords contend with my Human Sovereign sword?"
Ye Wushuang drew his sword-like brows together and slowly said,
"No matter how many attacks come, I have but one sword!"
The gigantic sword condensed from the Power of the Human Emperor swept across, obliterating all the little swords flying toward him.
The masked sword cultivator, who had stood firm and unshaken, actually took a step back. Raising his eyes to Ye Wushuang, he said, "It seems you truly keep your depths hidden, Brother Ye."
Ye Wushuang's fighting spirit surged as well, his white hair flying.
Since he had emerged into the world, this was the first prodigy who had made him feel he was truly in a fight.
No matter how lavishly the outside world praised the other prodigies, Ye Wushuang had instantly defeated every one who faced him.
Ye Wushuang's clear voice rang out. "It would be discourteous not to return the favor. Allow me to show you my domain as well."
The pressure of the Infinite Myriad Phenomena Domain surged once more, and the phantom of a dark-green war god appeared.
The war god swung its fist at the masked sword cultivator.
The Vast Righteous Sword Domain glittered with golden light, yet still could not withstand the force of this punch.
The power of this punch was simply too terrifying. Relying on physical strength alone, it had already left the masked sword cultivator struggling somewhat to fend it off.
A crack rang out.
The masked sword cultivator's gaze grew grave as the Vast Righteous Sword Domain slowly began to fracture from one corner.
Watching the punch approach, the masked sword cultivator knew that the Vast Righteous Sword Domain alone could no longer withstand it.
The masked sword cultivator knew he had already lost the contest of domains. In this respect, he was no match for this Heavenly Son of the Ye Lineage.
At last, the Sword Intent within the masked sword cultivator erupted. He summoned the Holy Sword of Light, drew it, and advanced.
The masked sword cultivator ultimately blocked this punch from the All-Encompassing War God.
Ye Wushuang smiled. "Not bad. Have I finally forced out your swordsmanship? Only someone like you is qualified to be my opponent."
The masked sword cultivator said frankly, "Brother Ye, I fear I would be no match for you in other respects either."
"Let us stop testing one another and wasting time."
"I wonder whether I am qualified to witness you draw your sword today, Brother Ye."
As he finished, the masked sword cultivator's voice rang with manifest righteousness, and Righteous Qi surged like a golden river.
The masked sword cultivator slashed straight at him, sword in hand.
Ye Wushuang said calmly, "Today, I will grant your wish."
The Power of the Human Emperor condensed into a longsword in his hand. Unafraid, Ye Wushuang met him head-on.
An invincible Dao resonance that stood above all living beings arose from the Human Sovereign longsword.
Their swords collided, and the two exchanged several thunderous rounds.
Their swords pressed against one another, Righteous Qi and an invincible presence locked in a stalemate at a single point.
The next instant, light exploded, and that invincible divine might finally suppressed the Righteous Qi.
Like a god descending into the world, Ye Wushuang looked down proudly at the masked sword cultivator below.
The masked sword cultivator gazed at Ye Wushuang and smiled freely.
"Brother Ye, let our next strike decide victory and defeat. This strike gathers all my strength!"
The masked sword cultivator gave a low cry, every word ringing with weight.
"I take righteousness as my sword and vast righteousness as my Dao-not to reign supreme, but only to hold the world in peace!"
Ye Wushuang threw back his head and let out a long cry, his pride soaring into the heavens.
"My body is my sword, my heart is my Dao. I am invincible, and I am without equal!"
Their swords clashed again, Sword Intent surging into the sky.
In the final instant-
Heaven and earth fell silent, and the masked sword cultivator was driven far back.
The masked sword cultivator sheathed his sword and stood tall, saying freely, "I have learned much today, Brother Ye."
With that, the masked sword cultivator made an inviting gesture. "Try drawing the sword, Brother Ye."
Ye Wushuang also offered a salute and nodded slightly. "Forgive my offense."
Ye Wushuang marveled inwardly. It has been so long since I had such a satisfying fight. My previous opponents really were too pitiful to look at.
If I so much as carelessly used a little extra strength, my previous opponents would risk losing their lives. There was no sense of a contest at all.
Within the Sword Heart Tomb, outside the area shrouded by the All Under Heaven Sword, the group stood facing one another.
Apart from Situ Xue, Ming Ye and the others all looked somewhat bedraggled, having suffered defeat.
Jin Zhan was particularly disheveled, having paid a price to escape the fate of being roasted.
But the instant the All Under Heaven Sword stirred, Ming Ye seemed to sense something, and the restlessness drawing him grew even stronger.
At the center of the Sword Heart Tomb, a wisp of dusky dragon essence seeped out.
Ming Ye, who was closest, seemed to go mad, the restlessness in his heart becoming impossible to suppress.
That dragon essence was affecting his mind. "Devour! I will devour absolutely everything!"
That wisp of dusky dragon essence shot straight into his body.
It seemed to use Ming Ye's body as a medium and abruptly erupted. Ming Ye suddenly arrived at the center of the sword tomb.
The next moment, a sudden disturbance erupted at the center of the Sword Heart Tomb, which had lain quiet for so long.
Everyone's gaze sharpened. Unlike the sacred feeling of the All Under Heaven Sword, this presence made them extremely uncomfortable.
The ground began to crack, and Netherworld Qi began gushing from the central altar.
The seething Netherworld Qi surged straight out of the Sword Heart Tomb like river water.
The Old Gravekeeper's eyes narrowed despite himself. "Damn it! It's that thing Master suppressed. When the All Under Heaven Sword stirred, a wisp of dragon essence actually escaped."
Boom!
The group discovered that the great doors had suddenly opened. Thinking everything had been settled, they were about to approach and take a look.
Instead, black Netherworld Qi came surging out. Watching this sudden eruption, everyone hesitated, no longer daring to advance.
One cultivator could not help muttering, "Was this Great Emperor really so distinctive?"
"Why is black Qi billowing out in puffs when the sword emerges? Is this the kind of phenomenon that should accompany the emergence of a righteous-path imperial weapon?"
They had originally intended to wait outside until the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm closed, to see whether anyone could ultimately gain the All Under Heaven Sword's recognition.
A pitch-black pillar of light shot straight out of the Sword Heart Tomb, pointing toward the heavens.
The sky actually began to turn completely dark, and Demonic Qi condensed into a ferocious dragon's head that roared in the void.
Everyone could not help feeling a chill of fear. They, too, realized that this was no good omen.
The way events were unfolding seemed somewhat beyond their expectations.
Beneath the center of the Sword Heart Tomb, a dragon-shaped demonic skeleton broke straight out of its seal!