"Junior Brother Ye!" Su Mingyue's pupils contracted sharply at the sight. She found strength from who knew where and shoved Ye Lingtian aside.
She herself remained in the light blade's path, able only to watch as the attack was about to strike her.
Ye Lingtian stared in shock as Su Mingyue's figure grew farther and farther away before his eyes.
He truly had not expected Su Mingyue to come out and push him aside at a time like this.
"What a pity." Qian Daoliu's tightly clenched fist instantly relaxed. Seeing that Ye Lingtian was about to die, his heart had leaped into his throat.
But when he saw Su Mingyue sacrifice herself, he felt both surprise and regret, though relief outweighed them both.
If Ye Lingtian died, Qian Renxue would truly find every step difficult in the Primordial Sect. He could not let Ye Lingtian die.
As for Su Mingyue, although her action to protect Ye Lingtian was moving, she had nothing to do with him. Ye Lingtian was the only one he cared about.
Ning Fengzhi and the others also closed their eyes, unable to bear watching. Though they had only known Su Mingyue for a short while, her strength truly marked her as a heaven's chosen of her sect.
Anyone would feel regret at seeing such a person die before their eyes.
"Damn it! Why did she jump out at a time like this?" Yu Xiaogang's face was full of indignation.
He did not care what happened to Su Mingyue. He had clearly seen Ye Lingtian's attack land on Little San just now.
The wound was on Tang San's body, but the pain was in Yu Xiaogang's heart. To dare treat Little San like that, this man already had a way to die.
Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others were also deeply moved by Su Mingyue's act of sacrificing herself to save Ye Lingtian.
This had nothing to do with where they stood; it was pure admiration. They asked themselves honestly whether they would have done the same for Ye Lingtian if they had been there.
They did not know the relationship between Su Mingyue and Ye Lingtian, but whatever it was, daring to give up one's life for another required tremendous resolve from anyone.
"It seems I won't get the chance to buy you a drink." Su Mingyue looked at the light blade close at hand, without fear of death in her heart.
As a cultivator, she had long since put life and death aside. With a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator as her opponent, she had been all the more prepared to fight to the death.
It was only a pity that she had failed to live up to the sect's nurturing and her master's expectations, unable to reach the Nascent Soul Stage and inherit his mantle.
She had also let herself down, unable to fulfill her agreement with Ye Lingtian.
But she did not regret it. Faced with the same choice at the time, she would still have chosen to keep Tang San there rather than compromise and swallow the humiliation.
"Boom!"
With a thunderous crash, the light blade struck in an instant, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
Everyone on the Douluo Continent closed their eyes at the sight, unable to bear watching.
No one believed that Su Mingyue, having exhausted every means at her disposal and run out of ammunition and provisions, could withstand a Nascent Soul cultivator's full-powered blow.
In the air, Baihuaxiang's gaze was impassive, as though she had merely crushed an ant. Even Su Mingyue's sacrifice to block the blow for Ye Lingtian had failed to move her.
But just as she was about to leave with Tang San, she suddenly froze!
Baihuaxiang whipped her head toward the dust cloud. Through her divine sense, she detected that Su Mingyue's presence had not vanished within it. She was still alive.
When the attack had landed just now, Su Mingyue had already closed her eyes in despair.
But several seconds passed without Su Mingyue feeling any pain. Instead, she found herself in a warm embrace.
"Fool." Su Mingyue heard a helpless sigh beside her ear and opened her eyes.
She saw several long swords glowing with a soft green light, blocking the space in front of her.
They had taken the full brunt of Baihuaxiang's attack, yet the swords remained unmoved, without so much as a crack.
They were none other than Ye Lingtian's true natal dharma treasure.
The Lingtian Sword!
No wonder Ye Lingtian had shown no backlash from the destruction of a natal dharma treasure when Baihuaxiang crushed the Clear Profound Sword earlier, and had only coughed up blood from having his attack interrupted.
It turned out that Ye Lingtian had never used his true natal dharma treasure in the first place.
After Ye Lingtian broke through to the Golden Core and comprehended Heavenly Dipper Sword Intent, he had asked Mo Changfeng to help forge the Lingtian Sword.
Its main material was Star Gold, which was in pitifully short supply even throughout the entire Primordial Sect, supplemented with several special metals.
There was a reason sword cultivators were said to be poor. Without the sect's help, Ye Lingtian would probably have had to wait until the Spirit Transformation Stage before he could forge such a dharma treasure himself.
The Lingtian Sword's hardness was comparable to that of an ancient exotic treasure. Let alone Baihuaxiang's full-powered blow, even the Primordial Sect's master, a great Early Spirit Transformation cultivator, would have to expend considerable effort to damage it in the slightest.
Ye Lingtian rarely used the Lingtian Sword. First, the Clear Profound Sword was already sufficient; second, no one had been able to force him to use the Heavenly Dipper Sword.
As for why he had not used the Lingtian Sword against Baihuaxiang from the start,
it was because Ye Lingtian also wanted to see how far he could go without relying on an especially powerful dharma treasure.
Second...
"W-what's going on?!" Dai Mubai stared at the sky screen in astonishment.
Just a moment ago, Su Mingyue had been about to fall. How had things suddenly turned out like this?
"It's that sword," Chen Xin murmured, his eyes fixed on the Lingtian Sword in front of the two of them.
"Clang!"
Even though the sky screen separated the two worlds, Chen Xin could still feel the powerful pressure coming from the ancient-looking long sword.
He even felt that if his Seven Kill Sword so much as lightly touched that sword, it would snap in an instant.
Inside the Angel Temple, Qian Daoliu hurried over after sensing the Angel God Sword vibrate.
Seeing the Angel God Sword actually trembling, Qian Daoliu's face filled with disbelief. "This sword is actually several times more terrifying than the Angel God Sword my Qian Family has inherited and worshiped for generations!"
In Slaughter City, the Asura God Sword in the King of Slaughter's hand did the same, trembling wildly.
The Asura God Sword was a Super Divine Artifact! How could this sword make even a Super Divine Artifact tremble?
The King of Slaughter let out a hoarse, batlike shriek and curled up in fear, clutching the Asura God Sword as though he had encountered his nemesis.
In the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian sprang to his feet the moment he saw the sword. It was actually more terrifying than his Dragon God Claw, and this was with the sky screen still between them.
"This world actually has such a terrifying weapon!"
At this moment, none of the experts could remain calm. Before, they might only have been astonished by the cultivation system or the formations.
But now that they saw this, everything in that world was on a level who knew how many times more terrifying than the things in their own world.
"No, impossible! Why? Why should a greenhorn like Ye Lingtian have such a terrifying weapon? This isn't fair!" Yu Xiaogang's face was full of disbelief as he burst into curses.
If Ye Lingtian, a mere Golden Core cultivator, could produce such a terrifying weapon, what about the treasured natal dharma treasures those Nascent Soul Stage cultivators kept in reserve?