Damn it!
mad!
That's absolutely insane!
This was the thought of all the monks present.
Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Jian Qi trembled with rage, his anger practically boiling over.
His face became extremely distorted, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Xuan, his killing intent undisguised!
You're asking for it!
With a deep, angry roar, Jian Qi's aura suddenly surged again, his ferocity soaring to the sky!
The sword light surrounding him seemed to have truly transformed into ferocious sword dragons, which whizzed towards Ye Xuan as he swung his severed arm.
One after another, sword dragons roared, stirring up surging Spiritual Qi that shook the entire space. The sound of swords rang out, and the pressure was earth-shattering!
In just a short time, those sword dragons seemed to have completely formed a river of swords, covering Ye Xuan like a blanket.
"Such powerful Sword Intent!"
"This Sword Intent and Sword Force are probably enough to kill an ordinary Heavenly Position Realm Ninth Level expert, right?"
"This Jian Qi is truly a prodigy! How long has it been, and he's already grown to such a level?"
"That Ye Xuan is probably going to die here!"
The Heavenly Position Realm cultivators in the distance looked at the sword river, which resembled a storm, and felt the pressure and killing intent emanating from it.
Everyone was so shocked that their mouths were agape, and their hearts trembled!
They simply didn't know how to describe their feelings at that moment.
"Hmph, sword skills? This Holy Son can do that too! Sword Force, this Holy Son also possesses it!"
Ye Xuan looked at the sword river that was sweeping in like a storm, but his expression did not change much.
He snorted disdainfully, and almost instantly, his aura began to surge wildly.
Under the stunned gazes of everyone, in just a short time, Ye Xuan's aura soared, directly rising from the Nascent Soul Realm First Level to the Nascent Soul Realm Ninth Layer!
"How is this possible?"
"A forbidden technique? It doesn't seem like it! Could it be Lesser Divine Ability Technique, or is it hiding its true strength?"
"How so?"
Feeling the violent aura emanating from Ye Xuan, all the cultivators were momentarily stunned.
Even Jian Qi was slightly dazed.
Ye Xuan ignored the shock of those people. Almost the instant his aura surged, he had already taken up the Yaoguang Sword and slashed at the oncoming river of swords.
"Behold, this holy son will shatter all laws with a single sword strike!"
Accompanied by a wild and domineering voice, a dark yellow sword beam suddenly shot out and slammed into the river of swords with a loud bang.
A brief silence--
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of earth-shattering explosions, like fireworks and firecrackers, resounded continuously.
Immediately afterwards, under the shocked and stunned gazes of everyone, that terrifying river of swords was torn apart by the dark yellow sword light, turning into streaks of Spiritual Qi energy and dissipating.
The violent Spiritual Qi spread and raged in all directions, leveling everything except the Sword Palace in front of it.
Even some of the Heavenly Position Realm cultivators who were just watching the show were unable to dodge in time and were sent flying, suffering severe injuries instantly.
After tearing apart the sword river, the dark yellow sword light did not diminish its killing intent. Under Jian Qi's horrified gaze, it continued to move towards his body.
"How so?"
Jian Qi couldn't help but roar in a low voice, his face contorted with rage and resentment.
He never imagined that even though he had improved so quickly, he was still so vulnerable in front of Ye Xuan.
What he found most unacceptable was that he had actually lost to Ye Xuan in swordsmanship!
Faced with the ever-surging, dark yellow sword light, Jian Qi had no time to dodge. With a soft "whoosh," the dark yellow sword light precisely grazed his left shoulder.
The next moment, a bloody arm was thrown into the air and shredded to pieces by the Sword Qi.
Ye Xuan, dressed in snow-white robes that fluttered in the breeze, held a sword in his right hand and smiled, as if he were a celestial being descended to earth, and landed lightly in front of Jian Qi.
He slightly raised the sword, its tip pointing at Jian Qi's head, and said calmly, "A sword? You dare to use a sword before this Holy Son?"
"I, your holy son, have already told you that you are unworthy to wield a sword. Why did you not listen? Why did you insist on seeking humiliation for yourself?"
Ye Xuan's voice was calm, but it was like a sharp thorn, piercing to the heart.
Seeing that his left arm had also been crippled, and hearing Ye Xuan's devilish words, Jian Qi could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood.
In an instant, he felt his unwavering Sword Heart shatter completely with a crack, his sharpness vanished, and his eyes instantly became extremely dim.
"Am I truly unworthy to wield a sword? Perhaps you're right, I truly am unworthy to wield a sword, I am unworthy to wield a sword..."
Jian Qi seemed to have gone mad, muttering incoherently to himself, repeating himself over and over.
All his pride, all his reliance, all his aspirations, crumbled, disintegrated, and vanished under Ye Xuan's sword strike.
Amidst these murmurs, he, having lost both arms, charged madly toward the Sword Palace ahead.
However, before he could even get close to the Sword Palace, countless invisible Sword Intent tore at him mercilessly like a storm.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
In an instant, those invisible Sword Intent had torn his body and soul to shreds.
Thus, this sword cultivator, who rose to prominence like a comet in the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm, stirred up endless storms.
Just like a fleeting moment, it completely faded away, vanished into thin air, disappearing from this world.
Those Heavenly Position Realm cultivators in the distance watched this scene with complex expressions and deathly silence.
They never expected that a powerful and monstrous talent like Jian Qi would be defeated once again by this legendary holy son of the Eastern Wasteland.
And the defeat was so complete, so decisive, so unacceptable.
He was defeated with just one sword strike.
His Daoist heart crumbled, and he perished!
They stared blankly at the figure in white, their eyes fixed on what seemed like a demon.
In an instant, they dared not show any contempt or provocation.
Only then did they fully realize that Holy Son Ye, who had remained unknown since entering the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm, had not failed to obtain any opportunities; he simply hadn't revealed them to others.
Perhaps, he is the one who has gained the most and is the most monstrous in this Xuanyuan Mystic Realm.
Unfortunately, these foolish fellows were completely unaware of their own ignorance.
Ye Xuan completely ignored those people and started walking towards the Sword Palace.
He had no psychological burden regarding killing Jian Qi.
The rapid rise of Jian Qi can be attributed to him to some extent; in fact, it can be said that he facilitated it.
If Jian Qi knew what was good for him, he might live. Unfortunately, Jian Qi was determined to kill him, so he couldn't be blamed.
Ye Xuan looked up at the Sword Palace before him, his eyes narrowing involuntarily, a slight smile playing on his lips.
" Sword Palace? Could it be that I'm destined to walk the path of sword cultivation? I really don't know what's inside."