"Invincible?” Hearing this, Xiao Anshan sneered coldly.
"Who in this world dares to claim invincibility?
Even our Fire Tribe wouldn’t dare.
The road of the Great Dao is long and unpredictable; you might encounter something beyond comprehension.
How dare you boast.”
"Boasting,” Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.
"At his peak, only the old thief could rival him in battle.
In this world, if he’s not invincible, who would dare speak?”
Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered to explain.
Summer insects are not meant to discuss ice.Those who do not understand can only be proven wrong through strength. Talking too much is pointless.
The Tyrant Shadow in his hand unsheathed.
The clang of Blade Intent reverberated throughout the heavens and earth.
Xiao Anshan held a longsword, which was three feet long, with a dragon’s shadow carved on the blade.
When the sword swung, it seemed as though the Great Dao’s intention resounded.
At that moment, under the intention of the Great Dao, Xiao Anshan appeared more solemn.
Like a god, suffocating those who could only look up.
"One Sword Without Sea,” Xiao Anshan wielded the longsword.
His Sword Intent surged forward like a boundless sea, under strong pressure, layers of void were shattered incessantly.
Xu Zimei laughed lightly.
He didn’t even need to move, as the Tyrant Shadow floated in the void, and endless Blade Intent annihilated the entire sword sea.
"Two Swords of Yin and Yang.”
Xiao Anshan swung his sword again, neither hurried nor worried.
No matter how powerful the Xu Zimei opposite him was, his mind held only one belief.
That is to defeat the opponent.
Moreover, he felt he was capable of defeating the opponent.
This was a dual assurance of confidence and strength.
The sword swung, dividing Yin and Yang between dusk and dawn.
The heavens suddenly turned black and white, seemingly forming a polar state.
This sword came slashing fiercely.
Xu Zimei’s view was entirely obscured, the world emptied, yet a single sword divided Yin and Yang.
"You can divide Yin and Yang with a sword,
But I have a blade to cut Heaven’s Threshold,”
Xu Zimei laughed heartily.
He grasped the Tyrant Shadow with his right hand, and the fierce Blade Intent roared.
With a downward motion, he drew a semi-circle in front of him using the blade.
Then an arc of Blade Qi, like a crescent moon, burst forth, with the Blade Qi descending from above.
The firmament and the arena beneath his feet were utterly destroyed.
So what about Yin and Yang?
It still vanished into ashes under this blade.
Xiao Anshan’s expression turned solemn, his figure constantly retreating.
The ground beneath him exploded with a “boom,” and it collapsed entirely.
A bottomless crack formed, like a deep pit.
Some of those watching who stood close were directly engulfed, leaving no remains.
The remaining onlookers had sudden changes in expression.
"Run, hurry and run,” someone shouted.
"Crazy, they’ve truly gone mad.
With such fighting, will even the Chaos Fire Realm be destroyed?”
"I don’t think so, Chaos Palace will certainly find a way.
But the younger generation already holds such power?
As the older generation passes, it’s indeed time for the younger generation to inherit the mantle.”
The surrounding crowd buzzed with discussion.
Shangguan Xian’s eyes widened because in her hands, she held a transparent crystal stone.
This crystal stone was constantly recording the battle between Xu Zimei and Xiao Anshan amidst Spiritual Energy.
Shangguan Xian understood that battles at this level held commemorative significance.
It also provided considerable insight for her.
If she could grasp even a fraction, it would be immensely beneficial.
"Young Master Xu should already be a Heaven Venerable,” Zhang Hengzhi said deeply in respect.
Heaven Venerable is the pinnacle of a Great Emperor.
Just one step away from a Great Saint.
With the strength Xu Zimei displayed today, he indeed holds the power of a Heaven Venerable.
Yet Shangguan Xian remained silent.
She sensed that Xu Zimei was suppressing something.
As if he hadn’t been fighting seriously from the start; if he truly got serious, it was unclear how terrifying it would be.
"Master, this is what a strong person is,” the disciples of the Heavenly Being Immortal Sect yearned in spirit.
"Indeed, a strong person.
I don’t have the chance in this lifetime.
But you’re still young,” Zhang Hengzhi instructed.
"You need to take Young Master Xu as your idol and work hard in cultivation.
Watch the match here today; such a competition is rare even in a thousand years.”
"Yes,” the disciples nodded earnestly like chicks pecking at grains.
……
"Three Swords of Life and Death,” Xiao Anshan swung his longsword once more.
At this moment, he swung twice consecutively.
One swing represented life.
The other represented death.
The life-and-death Sword Qi came from the depths of the void, one left, one right.
Life and death complemented and countered each other.
So the crowd witnessed a bizarre scene.
The two Sword Qi streams seemed to merge, growing stronger.
Yet they also seemed to repel, becoming increasingly violent.
These two peculiar Sword Intents charged at Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei didn’t dodge or avoid, simply shook his head suddenly.
"This life-and-death Sword Qi should have merged perfectly.
Unfortunately, your Sword Qi control is lacking, with death Sword Qi stronger than life Sword Qi.
The balance has thus been disrupted.”
Xu Zimei sighed somewhat.
This time, he didn’t even use Tyrant Shadow, simply letting the Principle of Death surge in his hand.
"Let me add some fuel to your fire.”
He pointed at the weakest spot of the Sword Qi.
With the Principle of Death merged, the death Sword Qi grew stronger, directly annihilating the life Sword Qi.
Without the life Sword Qi, Xiao Anshan’s sword lost all its power.
"How could this be,” Xiao Anshan murmured.
"The sword in your hand may not be your personal sword,” Xu Zimei suddenly said.
"Correct, this is the Chaos Sword, the strongest sword weapon of our Chaos Palace,” Xiao Anshan replied.
He wasn’t afraid to tell Xu Zimei.
After all, the Chaos Sword’s abundant chaotic energy was known to anyone familiar with the Chaos Palace.
……
"Chaos Palace has really made a big sacrifice this time.
Even bringing out the Chaos Sword.”
"I’ve heard it was the personal sword of the Ancestor of Chaotic Flame back then.
Even in times of life-and-death crisis, the palace master of Chaos Palace isn’t allowed to use this sword.
Unexpectedly, this time, to win, they’ve given it for Xiao Anshan to use.”
"This also shows from another angle how highly Chaos Palace regards Xiao Anshan.
They’re completely grooming him to be the next Hall Master.”
Xu Zimei ignored the astonishment of those around him.
Because many people didn’t understand.
They all thought weapons were stronger the better.
But how is strength truly defined?
He said flatly: “The problem with your Sword Qi lies in this Chaos Sword.”
"How could that be,” Xiao Anshan was slightly unbelieving.
The Chaos Sword held an extraordinary position in their minds.
Not merely symbolizing their ancestor, but as the strongest sword weapon.
"A martial artist who can forsake their own weapon.
How can they be qualified to become a strong person?
Look at the low-level tricks Chaos Palace has employed in these competitions to target me.
It’s clear the old folks of Chaos Palace have grown muddled too.”
Xu Zimei sneered.
The Tyrant Shadow, just mortal iron itself,
Had been with him throughout his growth.