502: Your own world

Because of their extreme shock, everyone failed to notice.

At some unknown point, Duanmu Yu of the Flying Feather Holy Sect had arrived here, bringing with him several Elders, the Saint, and the Saintess.

Originally, they had come to demand an explanation.

But upon seeing the scene within the celestial screen, they all froze in place.

Duanmu Yu gazed at the celestial screen and whispered, "What Lin Ye just displayed were the Emperor Eyes, an Innate Demon Body, and a Dao Bone. Just what kind of Prodigy is this? A Divine Son? No! That title is no longer worthy of him. Perhaps I should just commit suicide when I return and let him be the Sect Master!"

The Elders of the Flying Feather Holy Sect also stood with mouths agape, looking at everything within the celestial screen in disbelief.

Gu Yunzhe sighed, "Junior Sister, it seems your journey to pursue your husband is going to be a bit difficult. We underestimated the Divine Son too much; he is simply not human! I don't even know what kind of person could be worthy of him."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful eyes of Liu Yao, who was standing to the side, flickered with a moment of confusion, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

At this moment, Wang Jianyi also noticed Duanmu Yu and asked in astonishment, "When did you arrive?!"

"Nonsense!"

Duanmu Yu retorted irritably, "You old codger, you abducted our Divine Son. If I hadn't come, who knows what shameless methods you would have used! With such behavior, are you even worthy of being a Sword Cultivator?"

"Why wouldn't I be worthy?!"

Seemingly exposed, Wang Jianyi's old face flushed red, but he immediately stretched his neck and shouted, "Since ancient times, Prodigies have always belonged to those capable of holding them! You lost Lin Ye, and we found him. What is wrong with wanting him to join our Sect?"

"Besides, when he was seeking a master before, he almost joined my Heavenly Sword Sect."

"You have no shame!"

Duanmu Yu said disdainfully, "This is the first time I've heard someone speak so righteously about stealing a Disciple."

"That is the Divine Son of our Sect; what the hell does he have to do with you? Did you see that? An Innate Demon Body, a Dao Bone, plus the Emperor Eyes—Lin Ye is not a pure Sword Cultivator. A Prodigy like this naturally belongs in our Flying Feather Holy Sect."

"Besides, I even handed over our Old Ancestor; what the hell do you have?"

"We have one too!"

Wang Jianyi pointed to Liu Qingxian not far away and retorted with extreme defiance, "See that? This is the woman I found for Lin Ye; she is also an Old Ancestor of our Sect! You..."

BOOM!!!

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Jianyi transformed into an arc that broke through space and vanished from everyone's sight.

Liu Qingxian did not bother with the sent-flying Wang Jianyi, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the celestial screen.

If she had only been surprised before, she was now shocked and in disbelief!

How could so many top-tier Physiques appear on one person?

"Heaven-Defying, this child is truly Heaven-Defying!!!"

The Old Ancestors of the Heavenly Sword Sect sighed; everything Lin Ye displayed within the celestial screen was simply too terrifying.

All sorts of top-tier Physiques were emerging.

And this was only the beginning!

In other words, although Lin Ye was a Sword Cultivator, his strongest aspect was not the sword?

If someone who only practiced the sword occasionally could master the pinnacle of the sword, what would his true potential be?

Liu Qingxian whispered softly, "Is this truly a brilliant Great Era, or is it a Great Era belonging solely to you?"

...

Within the celestial screen at this moment.

White light completely enveloped the heaven and earth. If one looked closely, they could see two figures moving and shifting within the shroud of white Dao Rhyme.

From time to time, sounds of rumbling erupted.

When the white light dissipated, both Lin Ye's bodies were covered in damage, the once-ethereal white robes now tattered and torn.

Their bodies were covered in wounds, bleeding profusely.

Even so, the expressions on their faces remained identical—filled with excitement and joy.

Neither of them had any intention of defending; they were both attacking with full force, trading a punch for a sword strike.

BOOM!!!

Another explosion of light, and both retreated simultaneously.

Lin Ye looked at the Clone before him, the corners of his mouth curling upward, "As expected, the methods I have, he has; the Physiques I possess, he possesses as well. Then, what exactly is this so-called Tribulation?"

Hum...

Just at this moment, wisps of rosy clouds appeared above the firmament, looking just like the gates of the Immortal Realm.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If they were within the Trial Grounds, it would be impossible to become a Saint.

Now that the auspicious signs had appeared, as long as Lin Ye succeeded in Undergoing Tribulation, he would be a Saint!

But Lin Ye, the person involved, paid no heed to the rosy clouds, his eyes locked tightly on the Clone before him.

Just during the battle, he seemed to have realized how his path to becoming a Saint should be walked!

Condense one's entire Dao Rhyme into a Dao Fruit and feed it back to the Heavenly Dao and the world?

No!

That was not his path; otherwise, the Tribulation to become a Saint would not have been his own Clone.

Just like the World Tree Seed within his body that was constantly blooming and growing, his path to sainthood was himself!

Taking his body as the path, using blood as the guide, and forging eternal life with Dao Rhyme!

His thoughts became clear.

At this moment, the Aura on Lin Ye's body surged again, countless Dao Rhymes swirling before him. The Clone before him seemed to have realized the same thing.

The light and runes on both their bodies were identical.

Hum...

Lin Ye sheathed his long sword, and a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand. At this moment, the golden light on his body flared intensely, that radiance beginning to merge into the blade.

In no time, the sword body gradually changed, transforming into an iron rod.

Golden armor constantly covered his body. With the iron rod in hand, Lin Ye's Aura also underwent a change.

If he had previously been a peerless divine sword, now he was like a defiant Great Demon capable of smashing the heavens with a single strike.

The Clone opposite him also used the Fighting Saint Method.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two rushed fiercely toward each other.

BOOM!!!!!!

As the iron rods clashed, the violent shockwave caused the entire earth to cave in completely; the Void Realm collapsed along with it, and the Dao Rhyme shattered into pieces.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The two continued to wield the iron rods, smashing them fiercely against each other. The golden armor fell off, only to be manifested again in an instant.

The body of the Innate Demon Body jumped back and forth between caving in and recovering.

The two fighting desperately were like two gods and demons, and every time they swung their iron rods, a sense of destruction swept across all directions.

The sounds of impact were incessant, and the celestial screen trembled along with them.

Golden light bloomed from both of them as if they had exhausted their utmost efforts. Various phenomena rose into the air, only to be shattered by the aftermath of the battle.

This was a battle of great destruction. If it were in reality, perhaps the entire Heavenly Sword Sect would be reduced to nothingness under such intense combat.

The two fought from the ground to the firmament, and from the firmament, they struck across the Universe.

The radiance emitted by the stars of the heavens was obscured by the extreme Dao Rhyme radiating from the two.