Tremor of Heaven’s Might collided with that brilliant sword light, like Mars and Earth colliding, releasing a dazzling brightness that shielded everyone’s sight.
Waves of terrifying power spread out, obliterating everything atop the mountain peak, and the mountain itself cracked. The surrounding air was extinguished, creating a vacuum zone.
A sound of spitting blood arose!
As the light dispersed, the figures of the two emerged.
Xiao Yiyun staggered backward four or five steps, retreating to the edge of the mountain summit, with a cliff behind him. He knelt on the ground, his Superior Grade Spiritual Sword, the Hunyuan Sword, planted in the soil, his mouth stained with fresh blood.
Xiao Yifeng also stepped back several steps, his eyes flashing with cold light, his fists marked with a bloody trace left by the Superior Grade Spiritual Sword.
Although Xiao Yifeng’s physique had become comparable to that of a master in the Entering Saint Realm and his defense had greatly increased, he still struggled to fully resist the formidable attack from the Superior Grade Spiritual Sword, leaving behind a bloodstain.
This, however, proved the robustness of Xiao Yifeng’s physique, as aside from him, probably no one would dare to withstand an attack from a Superior Grade Spiritual Artifact physically.
Unless it was a master of the Martial Dao Realm with profound capabilities, such as those in the Celestial Bings Realm, only they would dare do so. Anyone else attempting this would be obliterated by the Superior Grade Spiritual Artifact, leaving nothing behind.
"How do you feel? Do you think you are my match?"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Xiao Yiyun with a cold laugh, his eyes filled with disdain.
Xiao Yiyun glared at Xiao Yifeng with icy eyes, radiating intense malice.
"Today, you will definitely be defeated by my hands!"
Xiao Yiyun declared coldly, pulling out an elixir handed to him by his master, An Juntian, and swallowed it right away.
As the elixir entered his body, a terrifying aura burst out from Xiao Yiyun, his strength skyrocketing by more than tenfold.
Xiao Yiyun yelled, wielding the Hunyuan Sword, channeling all his strength to fiercely slash again.
This sword’s power was at least dozens of times stronger than the previous one. With the Hunyuan Sword’s power, it was enough to slay a mid-stage master in the Entering Saint Realm, and even combat late-stage powerhouses.
A sword swept out, shattering the void as if to flatten everything in sight.
"Little Feng, be careful!"
Xiao Han, seeing this, suddenly shouted.
"Hmph, I told you, today you are doomed to humiliate yourself!"
Xiao Yifeng, with a cold expression and contempt in his eyes, retorted.
Hand waving, the Minghong Blade appeared in his hands.
Xiao Yifeng gripped the blade with both hands, activating the Nine Stars Tyrant Body Art, and mobilizing all the Starforce within the five major acupoints.
Terrifying Starforce surged out, all entering the Minghong Blade.
Instantly, the Minghong Blade erupted with a horrific aura of ferocity, the overwhelming murderous aura and dense malice spreading all around, enveloping the entire mountain peak.
From a distance, Situ Yuntian observed this scene, his eyes flickering sharply as he suddenly realized something.
Situ Yuntian understood something, muttering to himself, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
Xiao Yifeng, holding the Minghong Blade, collided his strike, carrying the terrifying ferocious aura, with Xiao Yiyun’s sword, the two blades interlocking, sparks flying everywhere.
The Minghong Blade, as an Ancient Evil Saber, unleashed its terrifying power at this moment, casting a thick aura of malevolence everywhere.
Instantly, the Superior Grade Spiritual Sword, the Hunyuan Sword in Xiao Yiyun’s hand, began to tremble violently, seemingly unable to withstand the formidable aura of the Minghong Blade.
Xiao Yifeng shouted again, and another surge of Starforce burst forth crazily, causing the Minghong Blade to emit a blinding light.
The malevolent energy fiercely charged out, releasing a sharp and deadly force from the Minghong Blade, exuding the power of an ancient evil saber.
On the spot, Xiao Yiyun’s body was violently flung backward, blood spewing from his mouth, and his Hunyuan Sword sustained a crack from the impact with the Minghong Blade.
Xiao Yifeng’s body charged forward again, wielding the Minghong Blade and slashing fiercely.
Xiao Yiyun hastily swung the Hunyuan Sword to block Xiao Yifeng’s strike.
With this blow, the Minghong Blade unleashed even more terrifying power, releasing a sharp energy.
Instantly, it shattered the Superior Grade Spiritual Sword, Hunyuan Sword, and the dreadful force struck Xiao Yiyun’s body directly, blasting him away.
And behind Xiao Yiyun was the cliff of Yan Mountain; should he fall, he would surely perish!
Witnessing this scene, the expressions of the onlookers from afar changed drastically, and Xiao Ding’s face turned ashen while he hurried toward him.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared on top of the mountain, grabbing Xiao Yiyun’s arm just as he was about to be thrown, and with a fierce pull, dragged him back onto the summit.
Xiao Yiyun was then gasping for air harshly, feeling as though he had narrowly escaped death.
The person who saved Xiao Yiyun in this critical moment was none other than his master, An Juntian.
Seeing that Xiao Yiyun was all right, Xiao Ding halted in his tracks, exhaled deeply in relief, and his heart, which had nearly leaped out of his chest, returned to normal. Xiao Han, standing beside him, also breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Yiyun took a few deep breaths and looked at An Juntian.
"It’s good that you’re fine!"
An Juntian spoke indifferently.
"What about it? Still want to continue the challenge? I’ve said it before, challenging me today is purely humiliating yourself. You’re not yet qualified to be my opponent. If you wish to be my stepping stone, I can only oblige!"
Holding the Minghong Blade, Xiao Yifeng coldly shouted at Xiao Yiyun, with a wave of his blade emitting a tyrannical aura, reminiscent of a supreme sovereign.
"Arrogant boy, today you’ve harmed my disciple, and I cannot let you go!"
An Juntian’s eyes fixed on Xiao Yifeng as he yelled fiercely, the terrible might of the Celestial Being’s Realm bursting forth and sweeping towards Xiao Yifeng. In one motion, he struck fiercely at Xiao Yifeng with his palm.
Xiao Yifeng quickly swung the Minghong Blade to defend himself, but he could not withstand the strike from this Celestial Being’s Realm.
His entire body was flung back, his Minghong Blade carving a deep trench in the ground, his body shaking, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Han shouted fiercely, rushing over.
"Elder An, as a senior and the Dragon Soul Elder Long, isn’t it improper for you to strike a junior ?"
Rushing to Xiao Yifeng’s side, Xiao Han spoke directly to An Juntian.
"Hmph, it’s not your place to criticize how I handle my affairs. He injured my disciple, I naturally cannot let him go!"
An Juntian snapped coldly, waving his hand, and a burst of True Qi erupted, causing Xiao Han to be repeatedly forced back.