Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 560: Battle with the Tianluo Demon Clan!
Princess Mofi returned.
"Elder Brother Long Yun, I’ve already discussed things with Clan Leader Moli. Please wait a moment..." Princess Mofi said to Ye Yun, smiling confidently.
"Very well," Ye Yun nodded, appearing extremely relaxed.
This shameless woman! Wu De’s eyes darted about as he continuously observed the subtle changes in Palace Master Mofi’s expression, cursing silently.
As if sensing his thoughts, Princess Mofi shot him a fierce glare, her demeanor exceedingly arrogant.
At that moment, Wu De felt as if he had become a piece of meat in Princess Mofi’s bowl, unable to escape even if he tried.
"Boss, I’m afraid this shameless woman won’t play fair! What if she invites their clan leader, who’s in the Divine King Realm? How are we supposed to fight then?" Wu De whispered worriedly, sidling up to Ye Yun.
"We’ll fight however we need to. Wu De, my friend, when did you become so timid?" Ye Yun asked with a smile.
Wu De’s old face reddened. "I’m not timid," he said sheepishly. "I just don’t like being the scapegoat..."
"Actually, being a scapegoat can be pretty good. I remember a title, ’Brother Frying Pan.’ I think it suits you perfectly!" Ye Yun grinned mischievously.
"Brother Frying Pan? What are you talking about? I’m clearly carrying a large green iron cauldron, okay?" Wu De retorted, annoyed.
"Haha!" Ye Yun chuckled and didn’t engage with Wu De further.
Suddenly, a dark cloud descended.
Clan Leader Moli appeared across from Ye Yun, leading two of the clan’s most powerful experts. Princess Mofi, acting as an intermediary, introduced Clan Leader Moli. After Ye Yun and Clan Leader Moli exchanged greetings, the competition officially began.
Ye Yun flew into mid-air. Opposite him stood a man from the Tianluo Demon Clan, an expert at the Eighth Layer of the Divine Venerable Realm.
"Kid, I heard you raised hell in the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace, quite the show-off. But this is the Tianluo Demon Clan, and your opponent is an Eighth-Layer Divine Venerable Realm Demon Clan expert like me. I suggest you just surrender now..." the man said with an arrogant smirk, arms crossed over his chest.
"Enough talk. Let’s see what you’ve got!" Ye Yun said calmly, raising an eyebrow. He drew a Silver Sword and held it horizontally before his chest.
At that instant, he activated the Sword of Life Realm.
The ambient power of heaven and earth suddenly converged upon the sword, causing a peculiar transformation.
This swordsmanship... Clan Leader Moli narrowed his eyes. He seemed to sense something abnormal but couldn’t quite grasp the specific trajectory of the sword technique.
What kind of swordsmanship is this? This Long Yunzi seems to have a few tricks up his sleeve, doesn’t he? Princess Mofi’s face also showed a flicker of shock.
It was one thing to hear about it, but another to see it. Witnessing Ye Yun control the ambient power of heaven and earth with a mere opening stance, even she, with all her knowledge and experience, could sense how terrifying this swordsmanship was.
"Alright then, let me see how good your swordsmanship truly is, sword cultivator!" The Demon Clan man, an Eighth-Layer Divine Venerable Realm expert, snarled. His expression turned savage as he suddenly drew a large black blade from his back and slowly raised it.
WHOOSH!
In that instant, the Demonic Qi between heaven and earth surged madly towards him, making his entire aura seem even more powerful and terrifying.
HUM!
The Lower God Rank black blade pulsed with a peerless, baleful light.
WHOOSH!
He slashed down.
The entire world seemed to lose its color.
A streak of black blade light suddenly tore through the endless void, landing before Ye Yun.
However, in the next instant, the Demon Clan man’s savage and fierce expression changed drastically. The tremendous power of his strike, capable of cleaving countless mountains, was inexplicably drawn towards the Silver Sword by a bizarre force before it could even make contact. Then, just as suddenly, that power vanished.
And as his black blade neared the Silver Sword, it uncontrollably lost all its power and merely came to rest gently against it.
Sensing his attack had been bizarrely neutralized, the Demon Clan man was greatly surprised and immediately retreated.
"What on earth is this swordsmanship?" Clan Leader Moli exclaimed again, his face instantly registering shock.
Even a spiritual cultivator at the Half-step God King Realm couldn’t have easily parried that last strike. Yet, his opponent had done so effortlessly with that unfathomable swordsmanship. It was simply incredible.
"Ha, this swordsmanship is truly badass!" Wu De exclaimed with a laugh, gazing upwards from below with a smug grin, clicking his tongue in admiration.
He realized that this sword technique of Ye Yun’s seemed to transcend the limitations between cultivation realms. The Demon Clan man was at the Eighth Layer of the Divine Venerable Realm. Logically, an attack from someone of that cultivation base should be impossible for a cultivator at the Third Layer of God-Honored Realm to withstand. But the exact opposite had happened. Ye Yun had parried it so easily and bizarrely. Wu De couldn’t help but marvel at the profound ingenuity of this swordsmanship; it was truly beyond comprehension.
"Demon Lord, how could that senior stand still and yet manage to receive the opponent’s attack?" the High Priest asked curiously.
"Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand, haha!" Wu De said, shaking his head with a laugh.
The High Priest looked crestfallen.
"Actually, I don’t understand it either. Now you get it, right? Haha..." Wu De chuckled, scratching his head.
He wasn’t proficient with swords and hadn’t delved deeply into the Sword Dao, so he didn’t quite understand Ye Yun’s swordsmanship either.
"I understand now, Milord," the High Priest said, finally realizing. A brilliant smile once again graced her beautiful little face.
"It’s impolite not to return a favor!" Ye Yun’s expression was cold. Looking at the Demon Clan man he had just repelled, he suddenly launched an attack.
A flash of sword light streaked across the void without warning. Before the Demon Clan man could react, he felt the cold tip of a sword pressed against his heart.
How can he be so fast? The Demon Clan man was aghast. Is this really someone at the Third Layer of God-Honored Realm?
However, his expression quickly calmed.
"Long Yunzi, do you think you can break through my defenses?" the Demon Clan man suddenly roared with laughter, raising the black blade in his hand and slashing directly at Ye Yun.
He was a Demon Clan member; his physical body was incredibly tough, like Divine Soldier Magical Treasures. Furthermore, he wore a suit of Lower God Rank armor. This armor also possessed extremely high defensive power.
With the combination of his armor and his powerful physique, the Demon Clan man didn’t believe Ye Yun could break through. By the time Ye Yun managed to pierce his defense, the blade in his own hand would have long since fallen on Ye Yun’s head.
"You overestimate yourself!" Ye Yun’s pupils contracted slightly. The power at his sword’s tip surged forth wildly.
CRACK!
With a crisp sound, a small hole instantly appeared in the armor, and his sword’s tip pierced right through.
PFFT!
The sword plunged into the Demon Clan man’s heart without any warning.
"Argh!" The Demon Clan man’s face twisted and contorted. He let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the black blade flew from his grasp.
Ye Yun hadn’t killed the Demon Clan man. He had merely pierced a hole in his heart before flying back.
"You have lost," Ye Yun stated calmly, holding his sword horizontally before his chest as he looked at the Demon Clan man.
"I... I’ve lost..." The Demon Clan man clutched his chest, his face pale with panic, and quickly descended to Clan Leader Moli’s side.
"Are you alright?" Clan Leader Moli asked with concern.
"It’s nothing, just a minor injury. I’ll recover in a month or so," the man said, shaking his head.
The Demon Clan possessed formidable physiques. Even with a heart pierced through, their vigorous life force would allow for a swift recovery.
Seeing Long Yunzi win the first match so easily, Clan Leader Moli’s expression turned grim. Everything was just as Princess Mofi had predicted: this Long Yunzi’s swordsmanship... was truly terrifying.
