Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1080: The Opponent Is Strong, Han Yan Is Stronger!

Chapter 1080: Chapter 1080: The Opponent Is Strong, Han Yan Is Stronger!

In an instant, an invisible aura surged like a tide, astonishing not just the common folk but even the Family Heads of various aristocratic families.

The entire square fell silent once more.

What a powerful aura! Like a king ruling the world, like an emperor patrolling the Nine Provinces. At this moment, Yue Fanchen, though still standing on the competition platform, gave the impression of overlooking the masses from beneath the Nine Heavens.

Although he had not yet made a move, no one doubted that the Yue Fanchen before them was definitely several times stronger than Long Ya had been earlier.

No wonder he said Mu Chengxuan was not qualified to be his opponent; he was not merely arrogant. Even if he was arrogant, he indeed had the capital for such confidence.

Looking at Han Yan, almost everyone was silently worried.

Although Gong Hongru seemed extremely confident in Han Yan earlier, his previous performance in the assessment was too mediocre, even terrible. He showed no signs of being a powerful figure. Could he really surpass Yue Fanchen?

"Han Yan, be careful." Gong Hongru’s voice sounded.

Hearing Gong Hongru’s words, the hearts of those around sank again. It seemed even Gong Hongru began to worry before Yue Fanchen had fully revealed his true strength.

If even Gong Hongru was like this, how could they have any confidence?

"Don’t worry, Master. I will hold back as much as possible and not take his life." Han Yan nodded and said seriously.

Everyone was taken aback, looking at each other helplessly. At this moment, Han Yan could still make a joke—is this mind not extraordinarily strong?

"That’s good; I was just afraid that your youthful vigor might get out of hand. Although this person is arrogant, he indeed has the status of the Upper Yue Envoy. It’s fine to teach him a lesson, but taking his life would be inappropriate." Gong Hongru nodded with relief.

Below the stage, jaws dropped. Arrogant? Who exactly was being arrogant? To others, Han Yan’s words seemed far-fetched just now. Gong Hongru’s comment surprised everyone even more.

They thought he would rebuke Han Yan a few times, but who knew he wholeheartedly agreed, looking relieved.

Could it be that Han Yan is really that strong? No one could understand.

However, they didn’t question it for long because, in the next moment, a golden Sword Light had already cut through the long sky.

This sword was so grand and majestic, so vast and magnificent. The golden Sword Light covered the sky, dyeing the entire sky with a layer of dazzling gold.

There was no piercing cold, no icy killing intent, and no rampant viciousness, yet it involuntarily inspired a sense of submission.

"The Saint Sword, could it be the legendary Saint Sword?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

In the myriad paths of the Sword Dao, every cultivator has their own path of cultivation. When one’s cultivation reaches a certain realm, it is possible to have one’s own Sword Dao, whether righteous or evil, demonic or monstrous.

However, this possibility is extremely elusive. Even among experts of the Sword Saint Realm, very few possess their own Sword Dao. That requires not only high cultivation but also great natural talent and comprehension.

Perhaps Yue Fanchen hadn’t truly possessed his own Sword Dao yet, but the Saintly intention within this sword was already beginning to take shape. Seeing his age was only sixteen or seventeen, and he was beginning to comprehend his own Sword Dao, how could the crowd not be shocked?

Below the stage, Mu Chengxuan’s face changed dramatically, and the faces of the Supreme Elder and Third Elder turned immensely grave.

It turned out that Yue Fanchen had already begun to comprehend his own Sword Dao!

Earlier, when Yue Fanchen said Mu Chengxuan was unqualified to duel with him, not only Mu Chengxuan himself but also the Supreme Elder and Third Elder were filled with anger. Even after Mu Chengxuan was defeated by one of Long Ya’s swords, they were still somewhat discontent. Even if Long Ya was far stronger than Mu Chengxuan, and Yue Fanchen was far stronger than Long Ya, it didn’t mean Mu Chengxuan could not qualify to duel with Yue Fanchen—that was evidently an insult to Mu Chengxuan.

But now they realized that it wasn’t an insult. If they were to duel fairly, it would likely be an insult to Yue Fanchen instead.

Compared with Long Ya or Mu Chengxuan, they were of two completely different realms.

To comprehend one’s own Sword Dao marks Yue Fanchen as someone destined to become a Master of a Generation in the future. His achievements cannot be compared with Mu Chengxuan or Long Ya at all.

If Mu Chengxuan could truly duel with him—to duel with Yue Fanchen, who is destined to become a Master of a Generation, would be an honor. However, Yue Fanchen did not give him this opportunity.

"Han Yan, I wonder how you’ll take my life," Yue Fanchen’s voice pulled everyone back to reality from their shock.

That voice was still as cold and arrogant as before, but now no one thought it was mere arrogance. Rather than arrogance, it was more fitting to call it confidence.

All eyes were on Han Yan.

Yue Fanchen’s strength and talent had already exceeded their imagination. Though Yue Fanchen’s apparent strength was not too high—only a Sixth-level Sword Master, not much stronger than Mu Chengxuan or Qi Tianyuan or Guan Shanhe—with the understanding of the Saint Sword’s Sword Dao, his true combat power was unpredictable, far beyond the ordinary experts of the same rank.

Han Yan, who had shown a mediocre performance earlier, feared even blocking this sword might be difficult.

Perhaps neither she nor Gong Hongru anticipated the opponent would have such strength.

"You will know soon." Han Yan’s cold voice came, his face showing no trace of surprise or panic, still so calm, so confident.

Unconsciously looking towards Gong Hongru, people then realized his expression was still so composed and calm, with even a hint of contempt in his eyes.

That golden Sword Light came, as if wanting to split the entire sky; the earth continued to tremble as if it too submitted beneath this sword.

Everyone clenched their fists, sweating cold for Han Yan.

And finally, Han Yan’s sword slowly extended.

So plain and simple, so relaxed and casual, as if just waved out at will. This sword was exactly like the one Han Yan used during the prior assessment against the Trial Stele.

Why is it still this sword? Recalling the Trial Stele’s barely discernible Sword Trace, everyone was perplexed.

However, Yue Fanchen’s gaze suddenly fixed—his golden Sword Light froze as if gripped by an invisible hand, unable to move an inch.

"This... how is this possible!" Staring at this bizarre scene, not just the common folk but even the instructors of Long Yan Academy, and Long Congyuan, were stunned.