The Cold-faced Demon Lord spoke, and at the same time, yet another palm fell.
His palm was much more powerful than the previous one.
Now, the might and power of the Cold-faced Demon Lord already verged on being above the peak of Life and Death Realm. Although he hadn’t transcended Life and Death yet, he was unmistakably an invincible entity among the younger generation.
When the Cold-faced Demon Lord was still at the Divine Power Realm, he and Lord Night Sky represented the ultimate strength of the Northern Region’s younger generation. Now, having passed the Great Tribulation of Life and Death, his strength had massively increased.
He could rightfully be called the number one figure of the Northern Territory.
"Chu Fengmian’s strength is indeed shocking, being able to contend to such an extent with Sword Intent. However, Sword Intent is never quite the same as real power. Continuing , he is bound to lose!"
"For Chu Fengmian to fend off that move from the Cold-faced Demon Lord is already impressive. Now that he has broken into the top ten and secured a place in the Ruins of Extinction, the best choice would be to give up. Fighting on, he’s likely to die by the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s hands."
"Give up. As long as Chu Fengmian enters the Ruins of Extinction, with some serendipitous encounters, if he is able to pass the Great Tribulation of Life and Death, his future strength could very well match or even surpass the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s."
Countless Martial Artists below discussed as they watched Chu Fengmian.
In the eyes of many, the best choice for Chu Fengmian now was to concede defeat, as he had already made it into the top ten rankings.
Even if he conceded now, he would still gain entrance to the Ruins of Extinction, with a clear path to retreat.
Moreover, with the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s overpowering strength, if he did not concede, Chu Fengmian was very likely to be blasted to death.
Facing the Cold-faced Demon Lord who had passed the Great Tribulation of Life and Death, Chu Fengmian had not the slightest chance of victory; it was a sure loss regardless, better to concede sooner rather than later.
Just when people were contemplating this, Chu Fengmian’s actions completely defied their expectations.
Chu Fengmian gripped the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword and faced another palm strike from the Cold-faced Demon Lord without flinching and even took the initiative to meet it head-on.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chu Fengmian, holding the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword, unleashed another Sword Edge, erupting once again.
This Sword Edge stretched a kilometer long, shooting up towards the heavens.
And met with the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s palm strike once again.
In Chu Fengmian’s heart, the words "concede defeat" had never existed.
Chu Fengmian, undefeated in his life.
"Ten Thousand Layers of Sword!"
Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge flickered and instantly began to divide, transforming directly into ten thousand sword edges, sweeping in all directions.
The force of that palm was torn apart by the ten thousand sword edges.
The terrifying force of that palm, under Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge, was actually torn open into a massively gaping hole.
The shockwave impacted both their bodies, causing them to stagger back several steps.
Such power clashing, merely being knocked back a few steps was already incredibly astounding. A weaker Martial Artist caught in the middle would likely be annihilated instantly under that power.
"He withstood it? Chu Fengmian was actually able to resist the power of the Cold-faced Demon Lord?"
"His cultivation level is indeed at the Divine Power realm, but to actually use Sword Intent to directly contend with the power of the Cold-faced Demon Lord, this Sword Intent is terrifyingly powerful!"
Below, a wave of shock rippled through the crowd.
Under the power of the Cold-faced Demon Lord, in Chu Fengmian’s expectation, Chu Fengmian was undoubtedly unbeatable; there was no suspense.
Surviving that single palm strike from the Cold-faced Demon Lord was already no small feat. Now, in a confrontation against him, Chu Fengmian was not even at a disadvantage.
This was an outcome that no one had ever imagined.
After all, Chu Fengmian’s realm was only at the Divine Power level, whereas the Cold-faced Demon Lord had reached the realm of Life and Death. Both were geniuses and oracles of the Northern Domain. To bridge such a gap in battle was simply an impossibility.
With a disparity in power tens of times greater, yet Chu Fengmian used his swordsmanship to forcefully even the playing field, not falling behind in the slightest.
"Indeed, there’s some skill involved; surpassing Feng Wuxin in the realm of swordsmanship, you have indeed gone farther than any other Sword Cultivator I’ve seen in the Sword Dao,"
the Cold-faced Demon Lord appraised Chu Fengmian with a few glances and said with a cold sneer.
"However, if you think you can contend with me using just your swordsmanship, you’re being a bit too naïve."
Just then, the demonic will around the Cold-faced Demon Lord suddenly condensed, concentrating once again upon his punch.
The aura surrounding the Cold-faced Demon Lord rose steadily as if he was brewing something powerful; his presence swelled again, with his strength increasing by many times.
"Demon Shattering Nine Heavens! The Cold-faced Demon Lord is actually planning to use a secret technique to stimulate ten times the power!"
"This is bad; at the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s current strength, invoking tenfold power is almost equivalent to ten peak Life and Death realm supreme warriors striking at the same time. How could Chu Fengmian possibly withstand this?"
The faces of countless spectators below changed with alarm.
The Cold-faced Demon Lord was now unleashing his full strength, which was already terrifying.
If the Cold-faced Demon Lord were to use a secret technique to increase his power tenfold, it would be an unimaginably formidable force.
"Kid, die!" the Cold-faced Demon Lord roared with a ferocious smile.
His tenfold power burst forth once more, coalescing into his punch.
This punch, falling from the sky, contained so much power that it rendered people incapable of defense, where anyone beneath that punch could only feel annihilated.
A punch powerful enough to obliterate everything, even a peak Life and Death existence would be violently killed by it.
But just as this punch was about to reach Chu Fengmian, countless dark shadows suddenly appeared in front of him.
These numerous shadows instantly dispersed, forming an immense Sword Array.
This was the Black Profound Sword Formation that Chu Fengmian had encountered and cultivated by slaughtering a group of Black Iron Crows on the road.
As soon as the Sword Array emerged, it immediately condensed in front of Chu Fengmian, forming an enormous barrier, enveloping him within.
The punch infused with tenfold power from the Cold-faced Demon Lord landed squarely on this Sword Array.
"What is this? A Sword Array?"
"Such a powerful Sword Array, it must contain at least ten thousand Spirit Swords; I can even sense the aura of heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifacts on these swords, how is this possible!"
"Look, the focal point of this Sword Array is actually a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact! How did this man come to possess so many heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifacts?"