Buzz!

In the heights above, Duanmu Ying's Cyan Profound Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling cyan divine light, which condensed into a sword qi over thirty feet long, instantly appearing above Ye Chen's head.

The power of this sword qi was terrifying, slicing the air in its path and creating a series of snow-white shockwaves.

At this moment, in order to kill Ye Chen, Duanmu Ying unhesitatingly activated the artifact pattern engraved on the Cyan Profound Sword, unleashing the true power of this half-step magical artifact.

She could not believe that Ye Chen, this worthless creature, would still be able to resist.

Ssss!

The observers gasped collectively, feeling chills down their spines, thoroughly subdued by the power of that cyan sword qi.

The power of this sword qi reached at least the strength of thirty-five thousand tigers, and its sharpness could probably slice through a spiritual artifact.

No matter how strong Ye Chen's physical body was, if struck, he would undeniably perish.

This was the power of a half-step magical artifact, beyond what ordinary people could withstand.

"Ha! You presumptuous wretch, do you really think that having a secret treasure makes you invincible? So naive. Now, let me send you down to reunite with that old dog Ouyang Zhong!" At this moment, Xiahou Shi swung his black battle saber fiercely at Ye Chen.

His expression was extremely ferocious, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a mere ant to be crushed.

Whoosh!

In a flash, a brilliant black saber beam roared out from the top of the black battle saber, reaching over twenty feet in length, its aura not inferior to the cyan sword qi unleashed by Duanmu Ying.

Both attacks almost simultaneously struck towards Ye Chen, their terrifying power tearing the surrounding air apart, creating a horrifying scene.

"Weak, you are all just too weak. Even with the help of half-step magical artifacts, this is all the power you can muster." Unexpectedly, in the face of the attacks from these two powerhouses, Ye Chen showed no fear. Instead, a heavy sense of disdain flashed across his lips.

Buzz.

The next moment, his body emitted a radiant seven-colored divine light, resembling Glazed Divine Jade, with even his bones turning silver-white.

Following that, a thick layer of callus formed on his palms as he reached out to grab the cyan sword qi and the black saber beam.

"What? Is this wretch insane?"

"He actually intends to catch the Peak Master's attacks bare-handed! Where did he get such courage?" The onlookers exclaimed in disbelief, their eyes full of shock.

They couldn't believe Ye Chen would choose such a foolish method to counter the attacks from Duanmu Ying and Xiahou Shi.

This was simply courting death.

"Ha! It seems this wretch knows he's doomed, so he's recklessly giving up. Truly pitiful." Duanmu Hui and the Xiahou family's powerhouses couldn't help but sneer, their mouths full of mockery, looking at Ye Chen as if he were already dead.

"Hmph! Truly overestimating yourself!"

"Wretch, die!" Duanmu Ying and Xiahou Shi's faces twisted with viciousness and mockery, as if they already envisioned Ye Chen being sliced into a pulp.

If Ye Chen, this wretch, chose to dodge their attacks, he might still have a slim chance of survival.

But he chose to face the attacks bare-handed, an act of utter foolishness.

With a booming sound.

At this moment, Ye Chen's hands suddenly collided violently with the cyan sword qi and the black saber beam, producing a thunderous boom.

However, the scene everyone imagined did not occur.

Not only was Ye Chen not killed, but he firmly held the cyan sword qi and the black saber beam in his hands, preventing them from moving even an inch.

Crack, crack.

Soon, huge cracks appeared on the cyan sword qi and the black saber beam, spreading quickly like a spider web, before exploding in mid-air and vanishing without a trace.

Yet Ye Chen seemed unscathed, as if he had merely crushed two pieces of tofu.

"No! This is impossible." Duanmu Ying's face froze, turning pale as a corpse, unable to believe her eyes.

"How could this be? How can this wretch's physical power be so strong? What kind of heaven-defying secret treasure has he obtained?" Xiahou Shi's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes wide open, filled with shock and disbelief, as if witnessing the most inconceivable thing in the world.

He knew that the black saber beam he unleashed, channeled through the artifact pattern on the half-step magical artifact, could unleash the strength of thirty-five thousand tigers.

Even within a First Class Dynasty, few could resist this attack.

Yet Ye Chen casually crushed it with just one hand.

How could he possibly believe this?

"Duanmu Ying, I said, I would beat you until you admit you caused Elder Ouyang's death. Now, do you believe me?" Ye Chen stared coldly at Duanmu Ying, terrifying cold light shooting from his eyes.

"Trash, don't celebrate too soon. You just relied on the power of a Secret Treasure to amplify your Physical Power. What's there to be proud of? Now, I'll show you the true terror of Duanmu Ying." After a brief shock, Duanmu Ying's expression swiftly returned to indifference, and a violently frigid aura surged all over her body, making even the soul shiver involuntarily.

Shwoo.

The next moment, a snow-white Sword Qi howled out from the depths of Duanmu Ying's Dantian, merging with her Cyan Profound Sword, then swiftly howling towards Ye Chen.

Though the Sword Qi appeared small, only the size of a baby's arm, the contained power was immensely potent, causing explosions wherever it passed, generating countless snow-white qi waves.

"This is our Profound Sword Peak's Clan Martial Arts 'Profound Ice Sword Qi.'" The experts from Profound Sword Peak gasped in shock, their expressions extremely excited.

Like the War King Hall, Profound Sword Peak also possesses Clan Martial Arts.

However, the Clan Martial Arts of Profound Sword Peak is a Lower Grade Profound Level Swordsmanship called 'Profound Ice Sword Qi.'

Duanmu Ying has been diligently cultivating this Swordsmanship for several decades, having long mastered it to the Transformation Realm.

Back then, she used this move to ambush Ouyang Zhong, inflicting severe harm instantly, forcing him to take a Nine Revolutions Profound Pill.

This time, she not only unleashed the 'Profound Ice Sword Qi,' but also fused it with the power of her Half-step Magical Artifact, the Cyan Profound Sword, instantly boosting its power severalfold.

She did not believe this move could not kill this trash Ye Chen.

"Hmph! A hopeless struggle." Facing the oncoming Profound Ice Sword Qi, Ye Chen not only did not retreat but instead dodged, advancing towards the Sword Qi.

Buzz.

The next moment, a golden fierce sun flew out from Ye Chen's Myriad Dao Space, coiling around his fist, and smashed it against the Sword Qi.

With a thunderous boom.

In just one strike, the terrifying Sword Qi exploded in the air, vanishing without a trace, no more resilient than paper.

Ye Chen's body became a stream of light, shooting towards Duanmu Ying at great speed.

"True Intent, it's the Fierce Sun True Intent. How is it possible, how could this trash comprehend True Intent?" Duanmu Ying's delicate body froze in place, like struck by Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, utterly unable to accept the reality.

Shwoo.

Just then, Ye Chen's body suddenly appeared before Duanmu Ying, swinging his fist like a scorching sun of Nine Heavens, emitting extremely hot energy, slamming down on her.

With a dull splat.

In an instant, the bronze dragon-lion enveloping Duanmu Ying had half of its body blown apart by Ye Chen's Fierce Sun True Intent.

Ah!

Duanmu Ying let out a heart-wrenching scream, sounding terrifyingly eerie.

Her body's meridians suffered severe backlash from the Bloodline Power, all snapping, and countless cracks appeared even on her internal organs.

If not for the remaining medicinal power in the Elixir she just consumed, she would have died instantly.

Even so, she instantly lost all fighting strength, her body plummeting towards the ground like a meteor.

"This punch is for Ye Hao and Teacher Ouyang." Ye Chen, with incredibly cold eyes, headed towards Duanmu Ying again, swinging his fist, striking her abdomen.

"No! My Dantian." Duanmu Ying's mouth emitted a desperate scream.

At this moment, her Dantian was shattered by Ye Chen, utterly becoming a cripple.

This is even more excruciating than being killed outright.

Know that she painstakingly cultivated for so many years to reach her current realm and status.

But from now on, she is utterly a cripple; even a True Qi Realm Cultivator could easily kill her.

Even if she survives today by sheer luck, her life has lost all meaning.

With a crisp snap.

In a flash, Duanmu Ying's delicate body smashed into the ground like a puddle of mud, both legs instantly broken.

She struggled painfully on the ground, emitting continuous wails of agony, sounding terrifying.

A generation of Master of Profound Sword Peak fell to such a tragic end.

This was something she never imagined, even in her dreams.

"Duanmu Ying, now, do you admit Elder Ouyang's death was your doing? If you don't admit it, that's fine. I'll make that old fox Xiahou Shi confess." Ye Chen's gaze suddenly turned to Xiahou Shi, with terrifying cold light shooting from his eyes.

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