669: Chapter 669 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (48)

"Too strong! Is this their true strength?"

"Su Han can actually clash head-on with Ye Wuhen without falling behind!"

"His Sword Intent is too terrifying—endless and continuous. Ye Wuhen's attacks are being ground down by him!"

On the high platform, Yun Qingzi and the others were also staring intently at the arena.

"This boy's Sword Intent has already reached the Major Achievement Realm, and it even contains a trace of the Profound Truth of Life. It's truly incredible," Yun Qingzi praised.

Ling Xiaotian's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak. The more outstanding Su Han's performance was, the more uneasy he felt.

"Puchi!"

On the arena, Su Han's sword slashed across Ye Wuhen's shoulder, bringing up a trail of blood. Meanwhile, Ye Wuhen also struck Su Han's chest with a palm, causing his Qi and blood to churn and a trace of fresh blood to leak from the corner of his mouth.

The two flew backward at the same time, stabilized their figures, and faced each other from a distance.

"Su Han, your strength has earned my respect." Ye Wuhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze becoming incredibly serious. "Next, I will use my strongest move to decide the winner."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Battle Intent burned in Su Han's eyes, and the tianya sword let out a clear, resonant cry.

Ye Wuhen's hands formed seals, and the Star Power within his body poured out without reservation. Behind him, a massive azure phantom slowly coalesced.

It was a blurry figure that seemed to come from above the Nine Heavens, exuding endless majesty.

"Qing Yun Dharma Idol!"

"Ye Wuhen actually managed to Cultivate the Qing Yun Dharma Idol!"

"This is the Qingyun Sect's ultimate sect-guarding technique. Only those in the Star King Realm can barely execute it, yet Ye Wuhen actually condensed it while in the Star Palace Realm!"

Exclamations rose one after another below the stage, and even the Elders on the high platform had a change of expression.

"Qing Yun Dharma Idol, drawing the power of the Nine Heavens' azure clouds to suppress and kill all things!" Ye Wuhen's face was pale; clearly, performing this move was a massive burden on him. "Su Han, take this!"

The massive azure Dharma Idol slowly raised its palm and lightly pressed down toward Su Han.

This palm strike felt as if the firmament was collapsing, carrying an unrivaled momentum that sealed off all of Su Han's paths of retreat.

Su Han felt the surrounding air solidify, and a terrifying pressure descended, threatening to crush him.

"Su Han!"

"Junior Brother Su!"

The Tianya Peak Disciples and Mu Qingxue all cried out, their faces full of worry.

Su Han looked at the slowly descending giant palm. There was no fear in his eyes, only endless madness and Battle Intent.

"Senior Sister, lend me your strength once more!"

Su Han shouted in his heart.

Inside the sword space, Senior Sister's phantom appeared again. Looking at Su Han, a hint of heartache flashed in her eyes, but it was mostly gratification.

"Little fellow, take it easy this time. Don't go breaking yourself."

As she spoke, her figure merged into the tianya sword once again.

"Buzz!"

The tianya sword vibrated violently, and an aura even more ancient and desolate than before awakened from Su Han's body.

Su Han's eyes became completely indifferent, as if a deity looking down upon all living beings. He slowly raised the tianya sword, pouring all the Star Power, vitality, and Sword Intent in his body into this single strike.

"Tianya—Heaven Splitter!"

It was still that same sword strike, but this time, Su Han's comprehension of the Law of Space was deeper. That thin black line was more solid and profound.

"Chiss!"

The black line sliced through the Void Realm silently.

The massive azure Dharma Idol's palm, the moment it touched the black line, shattered like a bubble and dissipated into flecks of azure light.

The black line's momentum did not decrease, appearing instantly in front of Ye Wuhen.

Ye Wuhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes. He frantically circulated his Star Power, wanting to resist, but before this black line, he felt as small as an ant.

"I concede!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Ye Wuhen finally shouted those three words.

The black line slowly dissipated just an inch away from his forehead.

"Puchi!"

Su Han spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body was swaying, and he only managed to stay upright by supporting himself with the tianya sword.

He looked up at the deathly pale Ye Wuhen and grinned. "I accept your concession."

The entire venue fell into a dead silence.

A moment later, earth-shattering cheers resounded through the clouds.

"Su Han! Su Han! Su Han!"

Countless Disciples frantically shouted Su Han's name, their gazes filled with fanaticism.

At this moment, Su Han's name truly echoed throughout the entire Qingyun Sect.

On the high platform, Yun Qingzi slowly rose, a gratified smile on his face, and announced loudly, "I declare the first place of this martial competition is Tianya Peak's Su Han!"

"Su Han! Su Han! Su Han!"

The cheers were like a tide, rising wave after wave.

Su Han stood on the arena, listening to the deafening cheers in his ears, watching the excited Tianya Peak Disciples, the gratified Elder Lin, and the smiling Mu Qingxue. A surge of heroic pride welled up in his heart.

He had done it.

With a cultivation at the Peak of the Star Wheel Realm, he had suppressed all rivals and reached the top of Qingyun!

But this was only the beginning.

He looked into the distance, as if piercing through layers of mist to see an even wider world.

"Senior Sister, wait for me. One day, I will stand at the Peak of the Martial Path and reconstruct your Physical Body!"

Su Han clenched his fists, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. (End of Chapter)