Whether they were ordinary cultivators or powerful beings at the Saint Realm, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they watched this scene, which was completely beyond their imagination, unfold right before their eyes.
incredible!
I couldn't believe what I was seeing was real.
At that moment, Wang Xiao cried out in horror, "No! Impossible!"
Sword Domain!
How could it possibly be Sword Domain?
How could it be Sword Domain?!
Even their founder, the Emotion-Extinguishing Sword Sect, had never comprehended such a thing.
How could a sword cultivator at the Great Emperor Realm possibly obtain such fortuitous opportunity?
In Wang Xiao's memory, the Sword Domain... that was something that only a handful of people in the entire Sword Ruins had been fortuitous opportunity enough to cultivate over tens of thousands of years.
If they were alive today, they would all be renowned heroes and valiant figures Eastern Continent.
And Lin Xuan?
What gives him the right?
What Wang Xiao couldn't even grasp, how could Lin Xuan possibly understand it?!
Xia Huanchao stared blankly at this scene, completely dumbfounded.
Previously, he had even tried to comfort himself, saying that his talent, which had caught the eye of such a powerful cultivator, must not be bad.
If you focus on cultivating your mind and practice diligently from now on, you will have no shortage of other fortuitous opportunity.
After all, no matter what, he was the youngest son of the True Spirit Prince's Mansion's Mansion Lord of the Taiyu Divine Dynasty, and the most favored one at that.
But it was only at this moment that he realized how naive and ridiculous his thoughts had been.
Will a more powerful cultivator take notice of me in the future?
yes!
This is not impossible.
After all, he does have some talent.
Even the Saint Realm of the Forgotten River Prince's Mansion recognized his talent, took him as a disciple, and taught him Sword Intent. There's no shortage of the Saint Realm who would appreciate him.
But would cultivators like that also possess Sword Domain?
Sword Domain! That's the ultimate goal for sword cultivators!
In fact, in the Eastern Continent, it now exists only in legends.
His master at the Forgotten River Prince's Mansion dreamed of witnessing the splendor of the Sword Domain.
Alas, legendary figures are not so easy to meet.
But now, Xia Huanchao suddenly realized that such a person was actually right in front of him.
And him.
However, he personally refused guidance from such a person.
At this moment, he lost all confidence, no longer thinking that he would ever encounter someone as powerful as Lin Xuan, or even more powerful than Lin Xuan, who would be willing to guide him.
A Sword Domain that appears only once in ten thousand years—even if two such domains could appear in the Eastern Continent, why would they possibly look down on him?
"Puff!"
Xia Huanchao was deeply grieved.
He actually vomited a mouthful of blood, and in an instant, he seemed to age three times.
Despite being in the prime of youth, a sense of melancholy already lingered about him.
But the people around him had no time to pay attention to him; everyone was stunned by what had happened that day.
On the arena.
boom!
Sword Qi raged.
Xu Yan's expression changed drastically. He tried to use his Saint Art to block them, but he found that no matter what he did, it would be in vain in front of such a powerful figure.
His face was pale, and he couldn't control his lips as they slowly lost their color.
Then, just like everyone else before him, he was blasted off the stage by One Sword strike, falling outside the stage, clutching his chest, with wisps of blood oozing from the corner of his lips.
At this moment, Xu Yan fell into a deep silence.
The last vestige of arrogance that had remained in his eyes was completely extinguished.
All that remained was an endless, bitter smile.
He looked up at the arena.
On the arena, he stood in white against the light, his Sword Qi slowly receding, like a dried-up spring. But he knew very well that as long as the owner of the spring wanted, the spring water could overflow at any time, or even spill over.
He lost.
They lost without hesitation.
The defeat was decisive and swift.
Lin Xuan's sword shattered his arrogance that made him believe he was sure to win, and it also shattered the pride that he held in high regard.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, but instead of attacking, he cupped his hands towards the ring and smiled wryly.
"Thank you for your mercy, fellow Daoist. I humbly admit defeat."
Xu Yan isn't stupid.
Based on the intensity of Lin Xuan's Sword Intent just now.
He will surely be badly injured, utterly humiliated, and may even die.
But now he only has blood trickling from the corner of his lips; his internal organs are completely intact. Isn't that showing mercy?
Only today did he fully understand that there are always people more capable than him, and there is always something beyond his understanding.
He was a celebrated prodigy in the Taiyu Divine Dynasty, but that didn't mean he could dominate the Eastern Continent.
People who are better than me...
Even if there aren't many, they still exist.
Thinking of this, Xu Yan's restlessness completely dissipated.
This time, he accepted the Eldest Imperial Prince's invitation for two reasons: firstly, his father genuinely supported the prince, and secondly, he realized that despite his young age, he seemed to have lost the motivation to strive for further advancement.
He was only forty-nine years old.
He had already reached the Middle Stage of the Saint Realm, making him a prodigy and an extremely monstrous talent.
Everyone around him said so, and Xu Yan felt the same way.
Given time, as long as he has a little time, the Late Saint Realm, the Great Saint... everything will be no problem.
Although he felt this was all perfectly normal, a hint of arrogance did creep in.
Only then did he impetuously end his seclusion and emerge to face the bustling world.
But now...
Xu Yan's initial Leng Qing vanished, replaced by a blazing fire in his eyes.
He realized that he seemed to have found his way again!
Then, Xu Yan completely disregarded everyone else, turned to look at the Eldest Imperial Prince to the side, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I'm sorry, it's not that I didn't try, it's that I was powerless to help."
"Your Highness, please find someone more capable. Farewell."
After saying that, he left without hesitation, his eyes burning with ambition.
Only the Eldest Imperial Prince's face was grim, filled with an indescribable despair, like a wildfire that had been burned out. He stared at Xu Yan's retreating figure, his mouth agape as if trying to hold him back, but in the end, he could only tremble and bite his back teeth tightly, his eyes overflowing with unwillingness, yet also with a deep sense of sorrow that he knew the situation was hopeless.
Only after the figure disappeared from the field did the others suddenly realize something that was simply unbelievable to them.
That invincible, legendary Xu Yan...
They actually lost?
He was no different from Xue Yan before him, or from anyone else.
Under Lin Xuan's command, none of them dared to advance and One Sword.
Lin Xuan...
Who exactly is he?
Just how terrifying is his strength?
It was only at this moment that everyone realized that Lin Xuan had never used his full strength before!
even...
They had no way of knowing whether this Sword Domain was his full power.
After this idea popped into everyone's head, everyone was startled by what they had thought, and then subconsciously dismissed it, denying it repeatedly as if trying to convince themselves.
No.
That's impossible.
If this isn't his limit, then can this person still be considered a genius in this world, in this Eastern Continent?
That can't even be called a monster.
All I can say is, he's a monster!
After ignoring the vague unease in their hearts, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of Princess Dongfang Muxue, their feelings indescribable.
But they were all very clear about one thing.
From now on, the heavens of this Taiyu Divine Dynasty...
Things are likely to change.