Chapter 224 - 135: Just How Strong Was Gu Yun at His Peak?
RUMBLE!!
The sky above was filled with terrifying Taiyi Thunder that blanketed the heavens, shining with an exceptionally brilliant light and emitting a roar that shook the world.
The next moment,
The terrifying bolts of Taiyi Thunder that filled the sky tore through the firmament. Like a Celestial Punishment, they surged with vast Divine Power, descending overwhelmingly upon the tens of thousands of Golden Sword Shadows that resembled a River of Sword Qi!!
"BANG!"
When the thousands of Golden Sword Shadows, infused with Sword Intent, collided with the countless bolts of Taiyi Thunder that resembled a Celestial Punishment,
a world-shaking explosion erupted in an instant.
CRACK! CRACK!
The surrounding void instantly shattered like broken glass, vaguely revealing a pitch-black abyssal void so dark one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face.
It seemed as if terrifying streams of chaos and endless gales of dark energy were about to surge forth!
In that moment, the entire world seemed to roil and tremble violently, like a boundless tsunami!
The mere release of aura triggered the Celestial Secret’s energy field to surge like a violent tide, sweeping across dozens of miles as layer after layer of space cracked and shattered.
Under the impact of the terrifying aftershock, the entire arena below collapsed in an instant as if struck by an earthquake, splitting open with crisscrossing abyssal fissures that resembled ferocious, angry dragons!
The terrifying shockwave swept out beyond the arena, and the defensive light screen that had risen above it seemed unable to withstand the force.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the incredibly tough light screen.
It looked as if it would be completely shattered by the incredibly powerful aftershock in the next moment, unleashing the force outside the arena!
But the Sect’s Deacon Referee reacted with astonishing speed.
His professionalism was top-notch.
He quickly cast a technique,
continuously pouring a massive amount of True Yuan into the Defense Array’s light barrier, which was cracking and looked ready to shatter. Only then did it fully stabilize.
Seeing this,
the Deacon Referee in charge of Arena Seven let out a sigh of relief.
He wiped away the cold sweat that had unknowingly beaded on his forehead.
Then, he nonchalantly glanced toward the major figures on the high platform.
Seeing that everything was fine, he finally relaxed completely.
Meanwhile,
the spectators outside the arena were already slack-jawed and dumbfounded, their faces filled with utter shock.
"So strong! They’re just too strong!"
"Is... is this fucking still the True Martial Realm?
They’re a thousand, no, ten thousand times stronger than us!"
a representative from an outside family, himself at the True Martial Realm Early Stage, couldn’t help but exclaim.
"They’re just too powerful.
It’s... heaven-defying,
the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen in my life!"
a Cultivator at the Spiritual Martial Realm Late Stage stammered. He had gasped and swallowed hard, his mouth now agape and utterly stupefied.
Even from behind the Defense Array and at such a great distance, he could feel an incredibly terrifying pressure, as if he would be utterly annihilated by the horrifying aftershock at any moment.
It sent shivers down his spine.
They’re too fucking strong.
Their damage output is just maxed out.
The shitter’s fucking full.
"So, this is the prodigy of your esteemed Sect?
Seeing him today,
is like a frog in a well seeing the full moon,
like a mayfly seeing the blue sky..."
a pot-bellied True Martial Realm Elder from another Sect, dressed in fine brocade robes, couldn’t help but sigh with heartfelt admiration.
At the same time,
on the high platform,
"Oh?
This year’s grand tournament is truly interesting.
To think someone who is only at the True Martial Realm can use such a powerful Technique!"
a handsome, resolute-faced man in a white robe, who was emanating a faint, hazy glow, remarked with admiration.
"But that boy is Sikong Zheng’s disciple.
What a pity..."
said Jiang Baiting, the Peak Master of Celestial Wood Dao Peak. He was standing nearby, dressed in a pale cyan robe with his slightly graying hair pinned up in a crown.
"Oh? He’s actually Sikong Zheng’s disciple!
That is indeed a pity.
That fellow seems to have run into some trouble in the Outer Domain recently and can’t get away for now...
However, with his strength,
as long as a Harmonization Giant doesn’t get involved, it probably won’t be an issue."
The handsome man in the white robe, still emanating a faint glow, slowly said as the image of an incredibly domineering figure flashed through his mind.
"If he had Sikong Zheng’s guidance,
this boy would probably be even stronger...
However, to have figured things out on his own
and reach such a level of Cultivation at his age... he’s truly a monster!"
the white-robed man emanating the hazy glow praised, his deep gaze fixed on the arena below.
"BOOM!!"
The tens of thousands of Golden Sword Shadows infused with Sword Intent had only been clashing with the terrifying, sky-filling Taiyi Thunder for less than a moment
before they were utterly and effortlessly crushed by the overwhelmingly powerful Taiyi Thunder, which was like a Celestial Punishment!!
The thunder then tore through the sky, descending upon Qin Xuan with overwhelming force!!
Standing at the other end of the arena, Qin Xuan watched as the Taiyi Thunder, like a Celestial Punishment, descended upon him with the power to annihilate everything.
His pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick,
and he cried out in alarm, "How is this possible?!"
He had never imagined that his opponent could so cleanly shatter his Ten Thousand Clouds Golden Sword Technique, a technique powerful enough to rival the Half-Step Tongxuan Realm.
But before he could even process it,
the terrifying, all-destroying Taiyi Thunder that filled the sky crashed down upon him.
Qin Xuan’s expression immediately darkened.
Relying on his extremely rich combat experience accumulated over a hundred years,
in that split second, Qin Xuan waved his hand, and a light flashed.
A circular Defensive Spiritual Artifact, as thin as a cicada’s wing and glowing with a faint blue light, appeared in mid-air.
This was his Defensive Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Cold Mountain Shield.
The next instant,
the Cold Mountain Shield, thin as a cicada’s wing and glowing with faint blue light, instantly transformed into a massive Ice Shield hundreds of zhang high, like a Frozen Great Wall suspended in mid-air before Qin Xuan.
The icy aura radiating from it seemed powerful enough to freeze the very void!