CHAPTER 514: CHAPTER 513 - DEFEAT_1

Above the sky, Ye Nantian, who had suffered a heavy blow, was rapidly shot backward under the horrified gazes of everyone. However, just as his body was about to crash down, he fiercely tapped his feet against the Void in quick succession, managing to stabilize himself once again. The bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and his hideously contorted face, however, still proved that he had taken considerable injuries from that ferocious blow.

"How is that possible? Ye Nantian lost?"

Dong Shenglong and the other upper echelons of the Sky Void Palace also wore expressions of disbelief. After all, Ye Nantian was known as the Sect Sword Leader and was also a Half-step Heavenly Extreme Realm expert, yet could he truly be defeated by a junior?

"Damn it!"

Spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, Ye Nantian’s hair was disheveled, and the expert demeanor he had moments ago was now completely gone.

"Ye Nantian, it’s time to settle things between us today."

Ling Chen said indifferently, his gaze fixed on Ye Nantian.

After advancing the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique to the Second Level, Ling Chen’s Cultivation was equivalent to the Great Master Seventh Realm. Of course, his actual combat prowess far surpassed what his Cultivation level suggested.

The current Ling Chen exuded a mysterious aura from top to bottom. This aura, seemingly originating from an Ancient Saint King, possessed both sagely wisdom and kingly magnanimity.

"You treacherous beast, betraying your master and ancestors!"

Ye Nantian’s eyes glinted, his expression incomparably dark. "Do you truly believe you’ve defeated this Sect Master?"

"If not, then what?"

Ling Chen’s expression was devoid of ripples. "Ye Nantian, you’ve missed your only chance to kill me. Now, you are no match for me."

"Ridiculous!"

Ye Nantian laughed in extreme anger, his eyes looking as if they would split open. "Open your dog eyes wide and see, this sword will claim your life!"

A ferocious thought flashed through his mind, and Ye Nantian’s eyes suddenly turned stern. The hand seals he was forming suddenly changed, and a chilling cry filled with murderous intent resounded through the heavens.

"Sky-Destroying Furious Wind Sword!"

As his shout rang out, an unusually piercing sword hum suddenly resounded through the sky. Everyone looked up in horror, only to see boundless True Qi erupting from Ye Nantian’s body like a geyser. It then transformed into countless dense strands of blue sword qi, which began to spin wildly in mid-air. That strange, sharp hum originated from them.

"Terrifying. This sword qi must have been condensed within his body through many years of arduous cultivation. Each strand is exceptionally sharp, capable of destroying anything in its path. With all of them released like this, I’m afraid even a Sky Apex Realm expert might not escape unscathed."

A well-informed warrior swallowed hard and commented.

"HAH!"

Pointing his finger distantly at Ling Chen, Ye Nantian’s figure then moved. The wildly spinning sword qi moved with him, abruptly hurtling out!

Ye Nantian’s speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Ling Chen, the vast, unstoppable tornado of sword qi blasting down.

Witnessing this terrifyingly powerful strike from Ye Nantian, even Yun Qinghong and Su Ziling’s expressions instantly became extremely grave. Even from such a great distance, they could still feel the terrifying sharpness contained within that sword qi. If they were to be hit by it, they estimated that even if they faced it themselves, they would at least suffer severe injuries!

Near the festive platform in the square, Xu Ruoyan quietly covered her red lips with her slender hand. Her beautiful and captivating face was tinged with pallor. Even an expert who had reached the Sky Apex Realm would find such an attack difficult to receive, let alone the current Ling Chen.

Her heart was in turmoil. She neither wished for Ling Chen to come to harm nor for him to continue causing such a disturbance. The current situation left her feeling utterly conflicted and unsure of what to do.

Under the countless gazes filled with a myriad of emotions, Ling Chen, the one at the center of it all, slowly closed his eyes. And as he closed his eyes, his palm suddenly quivered. In that instant, the Thunder Shadow Sword was sheathed, and the Red Sky Sword was unsheathed. A scorching, peerless crimson sword wind suddenly surged into the heavens!

Pulling Chestnuts from the Fire!

As a low cry resounded in Ling Chen’s mind, an enormous Sword Light, tens of feet long, abruptly materialized! And at the moment this Sword Light materialized, the space around Ling Chen began to ripple and fluctuate rapidly...

The searing sword qi materialized under countless shocked gazes. After a momentary pause, it carried an exceptionally intense pressure and energy fluctuation as it ruthlessly slammed into the oncoming tornado of sword qi.

BOOM!

In a flash, the two terrifyingly powerful attacks collided in mid-air. Immediately, a thunderous explosion resounded, so loud that even those prepared for it felt their ears ringing, their vision blurring slightly.

Where the two ferocious attacks collided, waves of seemingly tangible energy rippled out wildly. A massive storm swept forth, kicking up a towering cloud of dust. This alone showed how terrifying the attacks launched by the two were.

The distorted space also enveloped the area where Ling Chen and Ye Nantian stood. Therefore, the numerous gazes fixed on the sky could not discern who had gained the upper hand in such a terrifying clash of energy.

Under countless expectant gazes, the dust cloud suffusing the sky began to slowly dissipate after a short while, and the center of the dust explosion gradually became visible. As the dust settled, two figures once again appeared in everyone’s line of sight. And when the crowd saw the figures that emerged, they couldn’t help but be stunned.

Currently, Ling Chen’s robes were riddled with tears. His arms were faintly covered with fine, bloody gashes. His face was also somewhat pale, and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth. It appeared he had sustained some injuries in the earlier exchange.

However, when the crowd’s gaze shifted to Ye Nantian, a series of sharp intakes of breath could be heard. At this moment, Ye Nantian was completely disheveled, his body stained with blood. On his right arm, there was a glaring, bloody gash. This sword wound was incredibly deep. A trickle of blood flowed from the center of his palm, finally dripping silently from his fingertips.

Seeing Ye Nantian’s hand dripping blood, many people inwardly drew a sharp, cold breath. A comparison between the two made it instantly clear who held the advantage. Their gazes then turned to the young Swordsman with astonishment. No one had expected that this young man could actually injure Ye Nantian so severely in a direct confrontation.

"You little beast, I underestimated you..." Ye Nantian lowered his head to look at his injuries. He had never imagined that not only would Ling Chen break his ultimate technique, but his own body would also suffer such grievous wounds in that momentary exchange.

"The price for underestimation is death!"

Killing intent surged in Ling Chen’s eyes. The moment his words fell, his figure shot forward. The Red Sky Sword in his hand slashed directly at Ye Nantian’s neck.

Witnessing the vicious sneer and murderous intent on Ling Chen’s face, a wave of fear finally, uncontrollably, spread from the depths of Ye Nantian’s heart. He could sense that if Ling Chen truly intended to kill him now, his fate would be exceedingly grim.