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They very much wanted to know what the situation was like on the arena.

But alas.

The sword hum deafened them, and the sword light blinded them.

Except for those powerhouses in the Transcendent Realm and those who had entered the Entering Saint Realm, the other Martial Artists were completely unable to see the situation in the arena, and even in their current world, the heavens and earth had turned into a pure golden hue, losing all sound.

As if all things had returned to their original essence.

.

After a long time.

The sword hum finally ceased, the sword light dissipated, and the world returned to brightness.

Countless people immediately cast their gaze over.

Then—

“Hiss!”

Sounds of gasping for breath rose and fell, continuously echoing throughout the entire Moonflower Holy City.

What did they see?

They saw Chu Mo still standing in the Void Realm, his Pure Yang Dao Sword already sheathed, his hand resting on the hilt, his expression calm.

He was like a noble Young Master in the turbid world, an immortal in the Mortal World.

And on the arena on the ground.

Ling Xiao stood on the spot, his eyes wide, his face showing expressions of incredulity, disbelief, utter shock, and unwillingness, as if he had seen the most terrifying and horrifying thing in his life.

“What’s going on? Could it be that Ling Xiao wasn’t defeated?”

Someone asked in surprise.

Whoosh…

At this moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew.

Crack!

Accompanying a crisp sound, the flawless sacred weapon in Ling Xiao’s hand suddenly broke apart, turning into countless fragments that shot out.

And his body.

At this moment, countless white lights emerged, sharp Sword Qi intertwined and shuttled within his body, and then, under everyone’s gaze, he directly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that dispersed.

As for Chu Mo.

His clothes fluttered, his hair swayed in the wind, and the great sunlight from behind him cast a radiant glow, reflecting behind him, reaching the extreme of dreamlike illusion.

In an instant.

A deathly silence, like a whirlwind, swept across the entire venue.

All the Prodigies were stunned, frozen in place.

Haoran Holy Land.

The First Saint, Ling Xiao.

Just like that… he died?!

Chapter 94: Witnessing History, A Great Feat Reappears, I Give You Time to Catch Up Until You Can No Longer See!

Countless people were full of shock, their eyes wide as they watched this scene.

It took a long time for them to recover.

“In this battle, Chu Mo is victorious!”

Fortunately, at this moment.

The Northern Cold Great Saint, who was serving as the referee, spoke at the opportune moment, announcing the result of the match.

And as this voice sounded.

All the Prodigies present and the countless Martial Artists watching finally came back to their senses as if waking from a dream.

Immediately after.

A clamor erupted everywhere, the sound waves almost overturning the sky.

Everyone was full of shock, their expressions showing incredulity.

They had anticipated that Chu Mo might win.

They had also anticipated that Chu Mo would suppress Ling Xiao.

But they absolutely did not expect that the final result would be displayed before everyone in such a way—facing Saint Ling Xiao, he only made two moves in total. The first time, relying purely on his Physical Body, he sent Ling Xiao, who was holding a flawless sacred weapon, flying backward with a single punch.

And the second move.

He even used an unbelievably astonishing sword strike to completely slay Saint Ling Xiao, who had unleashed a desperate blow!

That dazzling and incomparably brilliant Sword Qi, even now, left countless people deeply impressed and utterly shocked.

“This is simply a complete rout!”

“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, it would truly be unbelievable!”

“As the First Saint of Haoran Holy Land, Ling Xiao’s strength is absolutely beyond doubt, yet he was still powerfully suppressed by Chu Mo with an invincible stance!”

“That blazing sword strike was utterly terrifying; if I were in front of it, I definitely wouldn’t be able to resist!”

“This level of strength can simply be called terrifying!”

“Who else can contend with him?”

“The Dao Child of Tianhai Holy Pavilion is probably no match for him either!”

“The first place in this Sword Tournament of Various Sects has probably already been claimed by Chu Mo!”

Countless Prodigies discussed animatedly, their words filled with shock and incredulity.

Even those powerhouses were moved.

Their strengths were all in the Transcendent Realm, and many had even entered the Entering Saint Realm, so their horizons were naturally broader than those of ordinary Prodigies.

Compared to when Chu Mo made his final sword strike, while Prodigies and ordinary Martial Artists could only perceive its power, they saw much more.

“This is the drawing sword stage of the Taichu Slashing Dao Scripture!”

“It also contains a different Sword Dao Concept!”

“It’s similar to drawing sword techniques, but also somewhat different!”

“Rumor has it that Chu Mo once comprehended the Dao at the Sword Dismantling Pavilion in Taichu Holy Land, drawing out the Sword Qi within, which led to the emergence of the Celestial Sword Forefather, the Old Ancestor of Taichu Saint, who took him as a successor and imparted the true essence of Sword Dao. Could this be the Legacy of the Celestial Sword Forefather’s Sword Dao?”

“More importantly, his Sword Intent attainment is also extremely high; according to my estimation, it has reached at least seventy percent!”

“Terrifying to such an extent!”

“At such a young age, to advance his Sword Intent to seventy percent, it’s simply terrifying.”

“This level of Sword Dao strength is truly astonishing, and this level of Sword Dao talent is truly incredible!”

The older generation of powerhouses discussed animatedly.

They cast their gazes upon the young man in white, with an imposing demeanor, on the arena, their eyes filled with emotion and admiration.

Although a long time had passed since Chu Mo slew Ling Xiao.

Their inner shock had not diminished in the slightest; instead, it grew stronger with the passage of time.

It was not surprising that they were so shocked.

The fact was that these powerhouses had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and some even for several millennia, yet in their long lives, they had never seen a Sword Dao Prodigy as exceptionally talented as Chu Mo.

How old was he?

In a short time, he had comprehended Sword Intent to seventy percent, and the Taichu Slashing Dao Scripture he cultivated had advanced to the drawing sword stage.

These two things.

Even if any one of these Transcendent Realm powerhouses could accomplish just one of them, it would be enough to roam the world unhindered.

Yet now, both appeared simultaneously in a young man barely twenty years old.

This was simply beyond imagination!

“If he is given time, even just a century, this child’s growth will reach a point where even we cannot hope to catch up!”

A Great Saint Realm powerhouse from a certain Holy Land murmured to himself after a long silence.

And as these words fell.

The many powerhouses present all nodded in agreement.

From the moment Chu Mo unleashed that earth-shattering sword strike.

Regardless of who would ultimately win first place in this Sword Tournament of Various Sects, and regardless of who else might display extraordinary talent, Chu Mo’s performance had left an extremely profound impression on countless people present.

And this impression would undeniably be forever etched in their hearts.