Deposed Qin Feilang and Song Wan
Everyone despaired again. With Qin Feilang holding back Situ Jin in front, the Demonic Lord holding back Elder Leng above, and Song Wan blocking their retreat, were they truly going to die here today?
Song Wan maintained her composed demeanor, but her words still sent shivers down everyone's spines: "Everyone, you'd best stay here! You can serve as nourishment for the Demonic Lord."
As her words fell, she waved her hand, and an invisible energy sealed the cultivation of all Xuantian Sect Disciples, completely immobilizing them.
There was only one exception, and that was Chen Yuan.
Ahead, Situ Jin and Qin Feilang were locked in a fierce battle.
Song Wan instantly appeared behind Qin Feilang.
Immediately, she unleashed a palm strike, a black demonic palm surging towards Qin Feilang's back.
Feeling the despair-inducing pressure from behind, Situ Jin's face turned pale, and his heart cried out in sorrow.
Some timid Disciples in the back had already closed their eyes, unable to bear witnessing this scene.
And a figure, as if teleporting, suddenly appeared behind Situ Jin.
It was Chen Yuan!
During his instant movement, he had already taken out the Saint-grade Magical Artifact, Qingyou Sword, with his right hand.
"Om—!"
The chi you sword let out a clear, resounding sword cry, with crimson flames coiling around its blade.
Chen Yuan's nine-inch Dantian rotated frantically, spiritual energy as vast as the sea. Coupled with the Hongmeng Immortal Body, the Saint Sword, and his quasi-Saint cultivation, his combat power had long surpassed Void Return, directly approaching Body Integration.
The supreme Sword Intent of a quasi-Sword Saint and the nascent form of the Law of Fire Sword Dao perfectly fused, concentrating at the tip of the sword!
"Rip! Rip!"
Two crimson sword beams, condensed to the extreme, burst forth from the tip of the silver flood dragon sword, striking the dark purple demonic palm.
"Hiss!"
In an instant, the demonic palm shattered, turning into specks of black light that vanished into nothingness.
The Sword Qi, its momentum undiminished, even tore a huge gap in the shattered roof of the great hall, revealing the dark red sky outside!
Chen Yuan stood with his sword, his robes fluttering, his figure as steady as a rock.
Upon seeing this scene.
Everyone felt as if their throats were choked, their eyes wide with disbelief, staring at the green-robed figure standing with his sword.
He took a blow from an Early Integration Stage mighty expert head-on and was unharmed?!
He even shattered her attack with a single sword strike?!
Could a Mid-stage Spirit Transformation Cultivator truly achieve this?!
Qin Feilang and Situ Jin had already stopped fighting.
When Song Wan made her move, Qin Feilang, fearing injury, had already retreated a thousand miles away, while Situ Jin had just turned his head and witnessed the scene.
Situ Jin and Qin Feilang's mouths were wide enough to fit an egg, their minds completely blank.
Qin Feilang's pupils constricted, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared on his face.
And those Xuantian Sect Disciples who had survived the ordeal looked at Chen Yuan's back as if he were a deity, utterly shocked beyond measure.
Even Leng Youmeng and the Myriad Demon Supreme, who were fiercely clashing in the Nine Heavens, stopped their hands in unison. They pulled apart and simultaneously focused their gazes on the figure below!
A hint of surprise flashed in Leng Youmeng's clear eyes. She knew Chen Yuan was exceptionally talented, but she never expected him to be such a Prodigy!
He could actually contend with a Body Integration Stage expert head-on?
The Flying Sword in his hand was actually a Saint-grade Magical Artifact, while she, his teacher, only used a semi-Saint Magical Artifact!
This boy, it seems he's hiding quite a few secrets from her!
He's using a better Magical Artifact than she, his teacher, does.
And the Myriad Demon Supreme, who had been sealed for thirty thousand years, also showed a hint of surprise in his hoarse, mad voice:
"Eh? A mere Soul Transformation Cultivator, yet possessing such combat power? This boy is strange!"
The most shocked and unwilling to accept was none other than Song Wan herself, who had launched the attack.
Her composure instantly vanished, replaced by horror and a hint of offended fury.
"Impossible!" Song Wan's pupils constricted. Her attack had been so casually broken by a Mid-stage Spirit Transformation junior!
Chen Yuan did not answer her question.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, he slowly raised the chi you sword in his hand.
At the same time, a dazzling golden sun, radiating magnificent Sword Intent, slowly rose from behind him.
It was the manifestation of his Primordial Spirit!
But this Primordial Spirit great sun was not static; the moment it rose, it transformed into a pure sword light that spanned the heavens and earth!
Primordial Spirit Transforming into Sword!
The next moment, that magnificent sword light, formed by his Primordial Spirit, carrying the Blazing Fire Sword Intent that could incinerate all directions, tore through the sky and fiercely slashed down towards Song Wan!
"Playing tricks!" Song Wan snorted coldly. She didn't believe a mere Soul Transformation Cultivator could unleash such sword might a second time.
She roared, and the Primordial Spirit behind her transformed into a blood-colored green lotus, surging towards the sword light Chen Yuan slashed.
Chen Yuan's Primordial Spirit had already reached the Yin God, Void Return level, further enhanced by his quasi-Saint Sword Intent. The dazzling Blazing Fire Sword Intent instantly shattered her blood-colored green lotus.
With her Primordial Spirit dispersed, Song Wan groaned, her Sea of Consciousness aching as if pierced by needles, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Witnessing Chen Yuan shatter an Integration Stage Primordial Spirit with a single sword again, everyone's worldview completely collapsed.
Once could be attributed to having a trump card, but twice?
Qin Shuhan's beautiful eyes widened. This was her man!
So dazzling.
She sensed that more than one girl in the Xuantian Sect team was looking at Chen Yuan with worship in their eyes.
A strange sense of crisis enveloped her heart.
Chen Yuan is so flirtatious, he won't be seduced by other women, will he?
In the arena, Chen Yuan did not stop. As Song Wan coughed up blood, he turned and unleashed a sword strike, a crimson sword beam instantly reaching Qin Feilang.
Qin Feilang's face changed drastically, a terrifying pressure sweeping over him, making him unable to even block.
The sword light plunged into his lower abdomen, shattering his Dantian. He flew backward, falling to the ground unconscious.
Chen Yuan had held back his strength with this sword, otherwise Qin Feilang would have died directly. He left him alive mainly for Qin Shuhan to deal with.
After unleashing this sword, Chen Yuan did not stop. A flash of starlight appeared beneath his feet, and he reappeared behind Song Wan.
A sense of death instantly enveloped Song Wan's heart, her face filled with horror.
"So fast!"
Due to her injuries, her speed was a beat slower. Just as she turned around, a sharp sword had already pierced her Dantian.
"No!" she roared, attempting to use a forbidden secret technique, but Chen Yuan would not give her the chance. The sword blade once again condensed the nascent form of Sword Intent, instantly incinerating her Dantian.
Song Wan collapsed limply, her hair turning white at a visible speed, her appearance becoming like that of a hundred-year-old crone.
Everything happened very quickly. Chen Yuan, with one person and one sword, crippled a Void Return Dao Lord and an Integration Supreme in less than ten breaths.
Throughout the millions of years of Xuanling Continent's history, no one could contend with Chen Yuan.
A Mid-stage Spirit Transformation Cultivator crippling an Integration Stage expert was unheard of.
If they hadn't witnessed it themselves today, anyone who told them they saw a Mid-stage Spirit Transformation Cultivator defeat an Early Integration Stage expert would surely think they were crazy.
The Myriad Demon Supreme narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Chen Yuan, who stood with his sword below. His initial surprise quickly gave way to ecstasy.