Sword Aura to the Heavens-Chapter 401 - 396: For My Use

As the successor Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace, Yun Tiancheng always believed his talent was no less than his predecessor. It was just that the latter began cultivating a few years earlier and had reached a higher realm. When he entered the Dao Body Realm, he was still in the Condensed Core Realm.

However, unexpectedly, the former Saint Heir, with cultivation at the Middle Realm of the Dao Body, was slain by a cultivator from Li Mountain, an event that caused a great uproar, especially having a huge impact on Tiandu Palace.

As a top power in the Great Li World, how could Tiandu Palace have ever lost such face? The Saint Heir being killed—how many years had it been since such an event?

Although it was a cultivator from Li Mountain, the Li Mountain of today is no longer the Li Mountain of the past.

Yet precisely because of this, he took the position as Tiandu Palace's Saint Heir in the Initial Realm of the Dao Body, which was a good thing for him personally.

Now that he is the Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace, he naturally won't allow Tiandu Palace to lose face again.

On this path of seeking Dao, he must at least be in the top three.

He glanced over his shoulder at the two behind him. He recognized Qi Zhanyun from Qi Tian Pavilion, a brutish martial artist, but he had never seen Li Fan before.

"If you wish to seek Dao, choose another path." Yun Tiancheng looked sidelong at those behind him, and a formless light turned into a barrier, blocking the way up.

The higher he climbed, the greater the resistance. He needed to go all out and naturally wouldn't let those behind hinder him.

Either change paths or stand still and wait.

Qi Zhanyun and Li Fan were both taken aback, only to hear Qi Zhanyun say coldly, "Why don't you change your path?"

"In that case, let's see what you're capable of." Yun Tiancheng responded indifferently, continuing to step up the staircase, with golden light wheels sweeping behind, integrating with the array's pressure and falling upon the two behind him.

"Bang." Qi Zhanyun's body was filled with roaring anger as he stepped forward, crashing into the golden light wheels ahead, producing metallic clashing sounds.

Ahead, Yun Tiancheng frowned, suddenly turning to stare at Qi Zhanyun. Behind him, golden brilliance surged into the sky as his body was bathed in divine radiance, consolidating into a golden wheel engraved with various gorgeous patterns.

"Retreat."

Yun Tiancheng shouted explosively, his voice like the divine sound of the Dao. The colossal golden wheel pressed forward. Already occupying a higher position, his attack, combined with the array's power, exerted dual pressure, stopping those below from moving forward for fear of being caught up in it.

The surrounding crowd was drawn to the spectacle.

"That's the new Saint Heir of Yun Tian Palace, Yun Tiancheng."

"Truly domineering." The crowd thought, noting he wasn't on the same level as the two behind but still wouldn't allow them to take a step over the line that would affect him.

"Yun Tiancheng seems to be deliberately picking a fight." Liu Qingwu from the direction of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion said with a smile.

"Probably trying to restore Tiandu Palace's face." A man nearby replied.

In the array, how could Qi Zhanyun bear it? A giant spirit god appeared behind him, towering and majestic like a divine mansion. Raising his hand, he unleashed a massive hand seal that landed on the descending golden wheel, causing cracks to appear, yet Qi Zhanyun was forced to take several steps back.

"Qi Zhanyun is at a disadvantage, Yun Tiancheng holds a favorable position." The crowd thought as the push from their clash propelled Yun Tiancheng upwards, but Qi Zhanyun in reverse, aided by the array force, was repelled.

"It seems Qi Zhanyun and the others can only change paths."

The crowd thought.

"If not, you can follow behind." Yun Tiancheng gave the two a cold glance, intending to turn and continue upwards.

Li Fan had been quietly watching and was in no rush to ascend to the Heavenly Gate.

This person, the Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace?

It was indeed a coincidence that the one his little senior brother killed was also a Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace.

He continued stepping upward, the array's pressure landing on them, preventing them from recklessly fighting within it.

Yet, did this Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace intend to block his path?

As if noticing the commotion behind him, Yun Tiancheng raised an eyebrow.

This was wasting his time.

The golden wheel behind Yun Tiancheng reappeared, glowing halos descending in suppression as he looked coldly at Li Fan, saying, "Go down."

Round after round of golden halos transformed into massive, solid wheels, with golden radiance akin to innumerable sharp swords suppressing downward.

Behind Li Fan, a golden dragon soared upwards, emitting resonant dragon roars as it charged towards the golden wheel, its wild and extreme power clashing against the wheel.

His luxurious robe flowing, Li Fan continued to ascend, and with a step down, the dragon's roar shook the skies, shattering the golden wheel with the True Dragon's might.

"Huh?" Yun Tiancheng intended to deal with Li Fan and then continue onward, but this scene made him pause. The wheel suspended behind him, his finger pointed downwards, and instantly, a pattern on the wheel lit up, a Divine General emerged, wielding a divine spear and thrusting downwards.

This spear seemed to pierce through the heavens and earth, the golden spear light piercing the eyes. Li Fan raised his palm forward, unleashing the roaring claw of a golden dragon.

The clash between the dragon's claw and the Divine General's spear resulted in the spear breaking inch by inch, the claw continuing forward, shaking the space of the array violently, as if about to be torn apart by the claw.

This was the Demon Dragon Technique Li Fan learned from the Demon Spring, the Sky Splitting Claw.

The claw moved forward, smashing the Divine General's phantom, and kept advancing towards Yun Tiancheng.

Yun Tiancheng's expression changed dramatically. Both his hands stretched forward, patterns on the wheel lit up one after another, numerous Divine General phantoms appeared simultaneously, attacking the golden dragon.

Yun Tiancheng's expression was grim. Who was that cultivator?

As this thought occurred to him, a figure enlarged within his field of vision.

"Not good..." Yun Tiancheng felt a strand of thought. Li Fan was a martial arts cultivator; he was not a match in close combat.

Yun Tiancheng wanted to retreat, but the pressure from the array fell upon him, freezing his body. Li Fan reached out to grab him, like the arm of a true dragon.

Golden light shone brilliantly in front of Yun Tiancheng, transforming into a golden shield which instantly shattered with a cracking sound. He felt his body lighten, as a hand clutched his form.

"Begone..."

A dragon's roar reverberated, sending a massive force that flung Yun Tiancheng's body towards the staircase below.

This force, combined with the power of the array, propelled Yun Tiancheng downward, where he rolled on the staircase before stabilizing himself.

Qi Zhanyun turned his head, witnessing Yun Tiancheng's bedraggled state, he couldn't help but be stupefied, lifting his gaze towards Li Fan.

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So powerful?

The spectators of the vast area were also stunned, staring at the scene in astonishment. That arrogant barrier, preventing Li Fan and Qi Zhanyun from advancing, was flung away by this martial arts cultivator in a manner close to humiliation?

Who is this person?

Countless eyes fell upon Li Fan, all appearing somewhat bewildered. Which Major sect's Saint Heir?

Seeing Li Fan's garments flutter, his cold and lofty gaze glanced at Yun Tiancheng, and a few words escaped his lips: "Tiandu Palace Saint Heir?"

With that said, he turned and continued ascending the staircase.

No humiliating words were spoken, yet those few simple words left Yun Tiancheng extremely ashamed, feeling as if every gaze was fixed upon him, watching him, the new Saint Heir of Tiandu Palace.

He turned back, only to see the direction where the Tiandu Palace crowd gathered, pairs of eyes looked at him, their expressions filled with disappointment.

The previous Tiandu Palace Saint Heir had been killed, already causing Tiandu Palace to lose face.

And today, at such a grand occasion, countless cultivators from Jade City came to witness the Dao at White Jade, and the new Saint Heir was once again humiliated, thrown down.

Moreover, it was Yun Tiancheng who provoked first; what disgrace was this?

Yun Tiancheng looked up at Li Fan's back with burning killing intent in his eyes, stepping forward, continuing to ascend the staircase, but everyone's gaze towards him had changed.

Of course, the way they looked at Li Fan also changed.

"Who is he?" Liu Qingwu from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion frowned tightly. She had investigated Li Fan's origins in recent days but found nothing. One must know that the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion controlled extremely comprehensive information, even those of the Major sects and hidden great cultivators rarely escaped their records.

Yet, they did not know who this person was.

Dragon Soul, martial arts, she couldn't conceive it. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

If blocking Shen Jing's sword that day was because Shen Jing hadn't exerted full force, then this collision within the array with Yun Tiancheng couldn't be attributed to his martial arts advantage?

After all, Yun Tiancheng was above, and he ascended against the odds.

Does this not imply that the young cultivator could be a match for the Saint Heirs of Major sects and those top-tier talents?

"Could the instructor discern the origins of this person?" Ye Yunke looked at Li Fan and asked.

Prince Puyang shook his head.

"Interesting," Ye Yunke smiled, saying, "Once he reaches the top, let's see if I can persuade him to be of use to me."