90: Chapter 90 What the eyes see is not necessarily the truth

"Heh, when did I ever say I was in the True Profound Realm?" Ye Xuan put away the Moonflower Sword given to him by Little Moon and responded indifferently.

Mystic Technique — Sword Slicing Technique!

Suddenly, Ye Xin was sent flying backward. His Spirit-grade battle armor shattered instantly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Unfortunately, Ye Xin, who had already left the stage, would certainly not have the chance to hear that sentence.

Once you stand on the arena, you must be prepared to face everything.

Some elders in the rest area below the arena also noticed the clues.

"It is the Eternal Dao Foundation, did you all see it?"

"That's right, to think such a disciple exists; the Sacred Land hasn't seen one in many years."

The disciples watching below were stunned. They hadn't expected this Senior Brother, who looked just like a Pretty Boy, to have such astonishing strength.

"How interesting. I originally thought the championship title of the Inner Sect Competition would fall into my hands, but I really didn't expect that a rival like you was hidden here."

On the arena, Long En naturally noticed Ye Xuan's actions. A flash of excitement crossed his fleshy face as he casually eliminated a fellow disciple in the Spirit Profound Realm before him.

Ye Xuan also noticed this man and looked at his life destiny.

[Name: Long En] [Realm: Spirit Profound Realm, 8th Layer] [Physique: Berserker Physique (Purple)] [Luck: Great Achievement (Purple), Righteous and Unyielding (Purple), Generation's Prodigy (Gold), Upright and Honest (Purple)] [Destiny: "Saint of the Berserker" (Protagonist)] [Favorability: 70] [Life Destiny: Trained as a natural God of War since childhood, and he has never failed the expectations of his elders.] [Defeated all peers in his family at age nine, reaching the 3rd Layer of the True Profound Realm; broke through to the Spirit Profound Realm at fifteen; reached the 8th Layer of the Spirit Profound Realm at eighteen.] [Recently, because he offended Yun Zhe, he defeated Yun Zhe at the Inner Sect Competition. Inner Sect Elder Leng Qianqiu intervened forcefully and canceled Long En's results.] [In a fit of rage, Long En ordered his guardian to attack Inner Sect Elder Leng Qianqiu, committing a great taboo. The guardian of Inner Sect Elder Leng Qianqiu's younger brother appeared and locked Long En in the third level of the forbidden Endless Purgatory.] [Later, while depressed, Long En obtained a mysterious supreme Sword Mystic Technique — "Demon Suppressing Art" and mastered it ten days later.] [In the coming decades, relying on the "Demon Suppressing Art," he became a famous God of War in the region.]

"Is this the strength of the Eternal Dao Foundation? Jasmine?" Yun Zhe somewhat regretted being in such a rush to break through to the Spirit Profound Realm. His Senior Brother Ye, however, had reached such a realm; it was truly too impressive.

If he hadn't been so impatient, he would surely have been able to reach this step too.

Ye Xin, who had been blasted off the arena, left dejectedly, but at the same time, his strength was acknowledged by the fellow disciples below.

"Yun Zhe, I've finally found you. Kid, you've dodged ten matches, come and play with me!"

Meanwhile, a nonchalant voice came from afar. The person who arrived was none other than Long En. He was currently shirtless, having casually tossed a disciple from his hand off the arena. "I really didn't expect that a guy like you who relies on others could still make it this far. This is truly interesting!"

On the arena spanning hundreds of feet, originally crowded with a thousand people, several hundred had now completely left. Those who remained were all geniuses among geniuses.

However, to compete for those ten spots, at this moment, they were all showing off their unique skills.

"Heh, I have long wanted to experience Senior Brother Long's skills." Instead of retreating, Yun Zhe stepped forward and took out the Heaven-grade spiritual treasure, the Heavy Profound Ruler, gifted to him by Inner Sect Elder Leng Qianqiu. He began to activate the Evil God Physique, and dark Mystic Power slowly spread out.

Dangerous auras spread through the air, one after another. That momentum was something even those at the 5th Layer of the Spirit Profound Realm would not dare to underestimate.

"Hahaha, this is more like it! Yun Zhe, you kid and that Ye Xuan are exactly the same. You pretend to be a Pretty Boy, but your strength is so formidable."

Long En laughed wildly, merely putting on a gauntlet to prepare for the engagement.

"Spirit-grade Mystic Technique — Mountain Shaking Fist!"

Long En did not stop his attack and struck first. The massive fist shadow instantly transformed into something dozens of feet in size, booming towards Yun Zhe.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, the ethereal clouds dissipated. Yun Zhe coughed several times, a streak of crimson flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Satisfying! A good hit!"

The emotions Yun Zhe had suppressed for these years finally erupted at this moment. The bottleneck of his cultivation at the late stage of the 2nd Layer of the Spirit Profound Realm was actually broken through. The aura around his body surged several times over, instantly reaching the 3rd Layer of the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Mystic Technique — Heavenly Wolf Slash!"

A deep blue giant wolf, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, opened a mouth capable of devouring everything and swallowed toward Long En. Long En felt as if his divine sense was about to be completely devoured by this strike at this very moment.

"Hahaha, good, well done!"

Long En laughed instead of getting angry, and he no longer held back. All the Mystic Power in his entire body gathered onto the gauntlet. The terrifying fist shadow instantly transformed into a size of a hundred feet, covering almost a tenth of the sky. The terrifying Mystic Power carried a deep sense of oppression.

"Boom—"

The two attacks, terrifying to the extreme, finally collided.

Waves of energy rippled across the arena. The disciples watching below revealed looks of shock. They had never imagined that the offensive force created by those only at the Spirit Profound Realm would be absolutely no less than that of the Earth Profound Realm.

"Pfft—"

Yun Zhe's figure flew out from the collision, blood spraying in the air, before he slammed onto the arena. He completely lost consciousness. If one were to look closely at the heavy ruler in his hand, one could see fine cracks.

"Cough, cough, cough, Yun Zhe, you really gave me a surprise, hahaha!" Long En slowly stood up from the center of the energy blast. His entire body was covered in bloodstains. He gently brushed away the tattered clothes on his upper body and panted heavily.

Looking around, he saw nothing but eyes like those of hunting dogs, but Long En did not show the slightest hint of fear.

"What is it? I have already suffered heavy injuries; do you not even dare to make a move to stop a version of me like this?" Long En glanced around with disdain, then fixed his gaze on Ye Xuan: "This kid has already lost his combat ability, and the rest of you are no match for us. Come, let's fight, let's determine the first place!"

"Oh? Are you sure you want to let me take advantage of this?" Ye Xuan looked deeply at Long En, and finally, to the confused gazes of everyone, sat cross-legged on the ground. A playful glint flashed across his peerless face: "I will give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to adjust your breath. I will deal with the remaining people first."

After saying this, an aura no weaker than Long En's suddenly swept across the entire arena, causing the expressions of the disciples present to change drastically.

"Are you going to leave on your own, or do you want me to send you down?" Ye Xuan did not look at these disciples, his cold voice reaching the ears of every disciple present.

"You, you are simply going too far!"

"On what grounds should we leave? What qualifications do you have!"

Hearing their protests, a flash of anger crossed Ye Xuan's peerless face. With a backhand motion, he took out the Moonflower Sword. The terrifying Heavenly Thunder Sword Intent enveloped the entire sky above the arena, making people tremble with fear.

"You... you... you!"

The disciples present revealed ashen faces. They were afraid and could only jump off the arena one by one, unwillingly.

But there was still one disciple whose expression remained unchanged; he wanted to use concealment techniques to evade Ye Xuan's detection. Who would have thought that the moment he had a thought of luck, he was blasted off the arena by a Heavenly Thunder Sword Intent descending from the sky.

Witnessing such combat power, within the short time it took for an incense stick to burn, the nearly one hundred disciples who had originally remained on the arena all felt fear and directly retreated from the arena, ending this round of competition.