The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 145 Defeat of Ye Gucheng

Without wasting words, Ye Gucheng slowly raised his long sword, the tip pointing directly at Lu Xuan.

"Tianjian Peak, Ye Gucheng, please enlighten me."

The moment he finished speaking, he seemed to merge with the sword in his hand, and an extremely sharp sword intent soared into the sky, forcing back all the surrounding bloodthirsty aura.

"Lu Xuan, Lieyang Peak."

Lu Xuan remained calm, holding his sword in one hand with the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Buzz!"

Before the two even exchanged blows, two invisible sword intents collided in mid-air.

A series of ear-piercing tearing sounds echoed through the air.

The pebbles on the ground floated up automatically even without wind, hovered in mid-air, and were then crushed into powder.

"Such powerful sword intent!"

Hidden in the distance, the vast sea only felt a sharp pain on his skin, as if countless tiny blades were cutting into his body, which frightened him so much that he retreated several feet.

"First Sword, Ascension to Immortality!"

Ye Gucheng made a move.

The figure traversed a distance of dozens of feet and appeared above Lu Xuan's head.

The long sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling stream of light, piercing straight towards Lu Xuan's brow.

This sword strike was both incredibly fast and incredibly beautiful.

However, in Lu Xuan's view, this sword strike had many flaws.

"Too flashy."

Lu Xuan shook his head, seemingly casually flicking the Devouring Heaven Sword upwards.

"clang!"

A clear, metallic clang rang out.

That seemingly fatal sword strike was actually blocked by Lu Xuan with ease.

Ye Gucheng's pupils contracted slightly, and using this force, he flipped in the air and landed back on the ground.

"Again!"

He refused to believe it and swung his longsword again.

"Second sword strike, Falling Snow!"

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the sword energy transformed into sparkling snowflakes, fluttering down.

Each snowflake contained a chilling killing intent, blocking all of Lu Xuan's escape routes.

"That's interesting."

A hint of admiration flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes.

Although Ye Gucheng's cultivation level is only at the first level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, his understanding of the sword path is indeed remarkable.

They actually managed to materialize sword energy to this extent.

But that's all.

"break!"

Lu Xuan gave a low shout, and the Primordial Pearl within his body began to operate, a surge of chaotic power flowing into the sword.

With a flick of his wrist, the Heaven-Swallowing Sword transformed into a black whirlwind, sweeping up all the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Snap, snap!"

A series of cracking sounds followed.

The sword energy snowflakes instantly shattered and dissipated into specks of spiritual light within the black whirlwind.

Ye Gucheng's face turned deathly pale, and he was pulled back half a step by the force of the energy.

However, the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger.

"Is this your swordsmanship?"

"Domineering, devouring, destroying..."

"If that's the case, then take my strongest sword strike!"

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and raised it high.

His spiritual energy surged wildly into the sword, making the originally snow-white longsword completely transparent, as if it were formed from pure light.

"Heavenly Sword! Slay Evil!"

This sword strike had no fancy variations; it possessed only pure, unadulterated sharpness.

Before the sword energy was even released, a bottomless ravine had already been cleaved into the ground.

This is the ultimate martial art of Tianjian Peak.

Only direct disciples can cultivate this art.

Although Ye Gucheng has not yet mastered the technique, this one sword strike is enough to kill a third-level Heavenly Origin Realm expert!

Lu Xuan looked at the sword and his expression became somewhat serious.

"That's more like it."

He stopped passively defending and instead took the initiative to meet the attack.

"Haotian Sword Technique!"

"Slay the Heavens!"

The Devouring Heaven Sword in Lu Xuan's hand erupted with a dazzling black light, and an overbearing sword intent that was supreme and capable of annihilating everything soared into the sky.

Faced with this sword intent, Ye Gucheng's sword intent seemed as insignificant as a firefly vying for brilliance with the bright moon.

"boom!"

Two sword lights, one black and one white, collided fiercely in mid-air.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying energy storm swept outwards from the two of them.

The entire island in the middle of the lake was trembling violently, as if it would sink at any moment.

Pang Dahai was thrown out by the blast wave and landed face-first in the dirt.

But ignoring the pain, he quickly got up and looked towards the center of the battlefield.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Lu Xuan remained standing in the same spot, his robes fluttering in the wind, his expression calm, and the Devouring Heaven Sword in his hand did not tremble in the slightest.

And opposite him.

Ye Gucheng knelt on the ground, his long sword broken in two, with only the hilt remaining in his hand.

There was a shallow bloodstain on his chest, the blood staining his white clothes red.

"I... lost."

Ye Gucheng stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand.

His proud swordsmanship proved utterly ineffective against this man.

If Lu Xuan hadn't held back in that instant, he would have been cut in two.

"Your sword is too pure."

Lu Xuan sheathed the Devouring Heaven Sword and spoke calmly.

"It's a good thing in the end, but...too much rigidity leads to breakage."

"True swordsmanship requires not only sharpness, but also the magnanimity to embrace all things."

"Just like the heavens and earth, there is both thunder and lightning, and gentle spring breeze and rain."

Upon hearing this, Ye Gucheng's body trembled violently.

He looked up at Lu Xuan, a flash of understanding in his eyes.

"Thank you for your guidance."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Lu Xuan.

This bow was not to an opponent, but to a disciple.

Lu Xuan's words, though simple, directly addressed the bottleneck in his swordsmanship, giving him a feeling of seeing the sun after the clouds had parted.

"No need."

Lu Xuan waved his hand.

"You have great talent. If you can grasp this point, your future achievements will be limitless."

"I'll give you one of these Blood Infant Fruits."

As he spoke, Lu Xuan took out a Blood Infant Fruit from his storage bag and tossed it to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng caught it instinctively, somewhat taken aback.

"This... I lost, I don't deserve it."

"I'll give it to you, so just take it."

Lu Xuan turned and walked towards the edge of the island.

"Consider it payment for you practicing swordsmanship with me."

"and……"

Lu Xuan paused slightly and glanced back at him.

"I also hope that I can have a decent opponent in the future."

After saying that, he flashed and disappeared into the blood-red mist.

Ye Gucheng held the Blood Infant Fruit in his hand, looking in the direction Lu Xuan had left, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"An opponent?"

"It seems I'm really not qualified..."

He put away the Blood Infant Fruit and the broken sword, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Although he lost, he was not discouraged.

Instead, a stronger fire ignited in my heart.

One day, I will stand before you again.

……

Outside the secret realm, at the Ziyang Sect Square.

At this point, there was less than half an hour left before the trial ended.

The rankings are displayed in real time on a huge light screen.

First place: Lieyang Peak, Lu Xuan, points: 9999.

Second place: Tianjian Peak, Ye Gucheng, points: 5800.

Third place: Dan Dingfeng, Li Yao, points: 3200.

……

This ranking has remained unchanged for a full day.

Lu Xuan's points were pressing down on everyone else's, making everyone feel hopeless.