Cao Youqian Overwhelms All Rivals

"Heaven and Human Unity."

After slowly uttering four words, Wuming instantly merged with the world around him.

At this moment, he was like the master of this world, and the sword in his hand became the sword of judgment of the heavens.

The onlookers stared wide-eyed at the sight, and a Great Sage of Sword Dao exclaimed in surprise.

"This... this is the highest realm of Sword Dao: no sword in hand, no sword in mind!"

"The cultivators of the Heaven Continent are indeed extraordinary."

"..."

Chu Feng's lips curled slightly at the sight. "This trip has truly allowed me to see quite a few interesting young people."

Hearing this, Bing Yan, who was sitting beside him, covered her face and smiled, then transmitted her thoughts telepathically, saying, "My husband, this man is older than you."

Chu Feng: "..."

Seeing this, Xiao Chen muttered to himself, "What a pity, I didn't get to fight him myself."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yue'er whispered, "Brother Chen, can Senior Brother Cao really defeat that Wuming?"

Xiao Chen laughed and said, "You underestimate the Daqian. Apart from me, no one of his generation can rival him here."

Before he could finish speaking, Cao Youqian in the sky also spoke up, "The Heaven and Human Unity, I can achieve that too."

After speaking, Cao Youqian took half a step forward, and his aura vanished instantly. Although he was standing there, he gave people the feeling of being far away, untouchable.

It was as if Cao Youqian had become one with the entire secret realm.

At the same time, a strange change also occurred in the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm.

The entire secret realm looked as if it had been torn apart from the ground.

Half of it was ruled by the Wuming Ones, and the other half was controlled by Cao Youqian.

A look of surprise flashed across Wuming's eyes upon seeing this, but he quickly brought his sword down.

"Cut!"

Clang!

That sword strike carried supreme divine might, falling towards Cao Youqian like a divine punishment.

"Town!"

Cao Youqian uttered a single word, and his fist followed with a powerful punch.

Boom!

Another loud bang, and a fist carrying the will of the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm met the sword head-on.

It was a simple, unadorned sword strike and a punch, yet it was enough to utterly tear this world apart.

The moment the sword and fist collided in the sky, the secret realm trembled and space tore apart.

Fortunately, the ten Saint joined forces to stabilize this secret realm.

After a brief exchange, the two figures disappeared into the horizon.

"What on earth happened?" a Great Sage murmured in horror.

"Those two almost shattered the secret realm just now, and they may very well have been swept into the spatial rift, their fate unknown," explained another Great Sage.

"These two are clearly only at the Nirvana Realm, yet the combat power they unleash is stronger than that of ordinary Great Sage. They have even touched the edge of the Dao. Human Race is truly flourishing!" a Saint exclaimed.

Just as everyone was discussing this, two figures reappeared in the sky.

After just one exchange, both of them were in a very sorry state.

Cao Youqian's body was covered in marks from Sword Qi, and there was a cut on his face.

On the other side, Wuming was in Wuming worse state, half of his body was beaten to a bloody pulp, and blood slowly dripped from the sword in his hand to the ground.

He slowly raised the longsword in his hand and said, "You are very strong, ranking among the top three opponents I have ever encountered in my life. I just don't know if you still have the strength to fight again?"

Cao Youqian wiped the blood from his face and said with a smile, "This is nothing. When I spar with my senior brother, this is just an appetizer. I can withstand ten more sword strikes from a sword like yours. I just don't know how many more punches you can take."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body shone brightly with divine light once again, making it impossible to tell that he was injured.

Upon Wuming closed his eyes slightly and sheathed his longsword.

"I lost this battle, but not in terms of the True Essence of the Great Dao, but in terms of your body. I never imagined that there were body cultivators in this world comparable to top-grade sacred artifacts."

Upon hearing this, Cao Youqian clasped his hands in Fist Dao, "Your swordsmanship is also extraordinary. I can sense that you can unleash another earth-shattering sword strike. Why not fight?"

"Because once that sword is unleashed, it will only result in one of us dying and the other being injured. It's just a duel in the arena, not a life-or-death battle."

The Wuming man didn't say the last part: once that sword was used, he himself would be the one to die.

In the great struggle of the world, a temporary setback is not a failure; only those who laugh last can bear the Heaven's Mandate.

"That makes perfect sense. I hope that one day I can witness your sword strike."

Cao Youqian said with some regret.

"You don't want to see that sword strike."

After finishing his sentence, Wuming turned and walked towards the camp of the Divine Sword Holy Land.

As soon as he landed, he lurched forward and fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators of the Divine Sword Holy Land quickly carried him away to receive treatment.

With a smile still on his face, Cao Youqian asked, "Who else wants to fight me next?"

Silence responded to him.

The strength displayed by both Yixi before and the Wuming who just fell has made the holy sons and daughters of the other holy lands wary.

Even such a powerful figure could not defeat Cao Youqian.

Do they really have a chance of winning if they go up there now?

Half an hour later, a man dressed in Black Robe and wearing a pale gold mask emerged from the Nine Nether Holy Land and appeared in the sky.

"Let me, Gui Ming, come and meet you."

Cao Youqian shook his head slightly upon seeing the newcomer. "You are no match for me. There's no need for you to come here and embarrass yourself."

Upon hearing this, Gui Ming flew into a rage and, disregarding all etiquette, launched a fierce attack.

"World-Destroying Nether Claw!"

A towering claw descended from the sky, heading straight for Cao Youqian.

Seeing this, Cao Youqian casually threw a punch, which shattered the Nether Claw and sent Gui Ming flying in the instant.

He watched as Gui Ming landed in the Nine Nether Holy Land's camp and couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh... I told you so, why wouldn't you listen to advice?"

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Everyone present stared at Cao Youqian with astonished expressions. This guy really deserved a beating. He was the one who provoked everyone, but he still had to pretend to be an honest person.

The other geniuses from the other holy lands then challenged Cao Youqian one after another, but none of them could withstand a single blow from him.

After his turn to fight, Cao Youqian shrugged and muttered, "This level of intensity is worse than sparring with my senior brother in the sect. Boring, boring. You guys can play by yourselves."

After speaking, Cao Youqian turned and returned to the Dao-Seeking Academy's camp, leaving behind a group of holy sons and daughters with bloodshot eyes.

Looking at the expressions on those guys' faces, Cao Youqian couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking to himself: This holy son loves your expressions of wanting to do something to me but being unable to.

The atmosphere in the entire Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Fortunately, with ten Saint in charge, nothing went wrong.

The Great Sage Zhansheng stepped forward again and said, "Since no one else wishes to challenge, this Ten Saints Grand Competition is now concluded. I hereby declare Cao Youqian to be the champion of this Ten Saints Grand Competition. Does anyone have any objections?"