NOVPUBAmid the shocked and astonished discussions of the crowd, Li Qing’s gaze also turned toward the dome-shaped transparent martial arts arena in the sky.
Trapped within, Wan Zailai and Pei Qingshan were already locked in combat.
Pei Qingshan showed no mercy, directly manifesting a Qingmu Dongtian, set to oppress Wan Zailai.
Yet Wan Zailai remained unfazed, his figure instantly splitting from one to two, two to eight...
By the time the Qingmu Dongtian fully emerged, there were already tens of thousands of Wan Zailai figures within the martial arts arena.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source!"
With a loud shout from Wan Zailai, his countless avatars, all solemn in countenance, simultaneously transformed into swords, charging towards the Qingmu Dongtian.
Sword light rained down, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance.
Even the bright sun in the sky seemed dim at this moment.
Pei Qingshan’s body immediately turned to flying ashes within this myriad of sword lights.
Before his body could re-form, the freshly born flesh was once again annihilated by the sword light.
The sword force was infinite and seemingly endless, as if it had no conclusion.
The Qingmu Dongtian too, under the pressuring sword light, kept trembling. It was on the verge of collapse, about to break down completely at any moment.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
The panicked voice of Pei Qingshan echoed across the heavens.
A streak of white light flashed by, and he retreated from the martial arts arena.
He looked somewhat disheveled, his face now showing a fear that was completely different from the anger before.
"Thank you for the fight!" Wan Zailai sheathed his sword, and the tens of thousands of avatars merged back into one.
He stood proudly in the air above the cultivators of Yilu Province, his white garments fluttering loudly.
The swift defeat of Pei Qingshan was somewhat unexpected for everyone.
Moreover, the endless sword light of Wan Zailai was indeed terrifying.
It made them unable to recover from the intense feeling of breathlessness and oppression they had just experienced.
So much so, they did not even have any complaints against Pei Qingshan.
The scene fell into deathly silence.
"If there is anyone who refuses to accept this defeat, step forward!"
"I, Wan Zailai, will face them with a single sword!"
The proud voice of the handsome young man in white resounded over the city of Yilu.
Pressed by his momentum, for a time no cultivator dared to step forward for a battle.
After all, everyone was aware of Pei Qingshan’s abilities. Even at the Complete Nascent Soul Stage, it was unlikely to defeat him as effortlessly as Wan Zailai did.
"Only a God Transforming cultivator would be able to subdue this person," the cultivators unanimously thought.
However, the God Transforming cultivators of Yilu Province were either in the One-Heart Immortal Sect or had gone to the front lines.
Even if they were present, they would hardly have the face to battle against Wan Zailai.
A Nascent Soul Monk battling against someone in the Golden Core Realm was already bullying.
And a God Transforming cultivator fighting against a Golden Core...
That could not be described as oppression anymore. No God Transforming cultivator could bring themselves to such a dishonorable act.
Moreover, should they be defeated...
They would likely become the laughingstock of the entire Five Elders Organization, becoming the stepping stone that Wan Zailai would use to become completely famous.
The cultivators at the scene had different thoughts and kept silent.
For a moment, they allowed the young man in white to show off his prowess above them.
"It seems that indeed no one in Yilu Province can stand against me!" Wan Zailai said disdainfully.
"Young man, it’s best not to be too arrogant," a cold voice suddenly rang out.
Instantly, all the cultivators’ gaze from heaven to earth were drawn.
They saw a cultivator who was also extremely beautiful, with an androgynous appearance, slowly flying into the sky.
"I am Li Qing!"
He cupped his hands in greeting and then was led by the white light into the martial arts arena.
"Oh?" Wan Zailai’s eyes narrowed.
He had always been accustomed to being haughty and proud, so naturally, he was very annoyed at being reprimanded in a tone used for chastising younger people by this young man who appeared even younger than him.
"Early Stage Nascent Soul?" A dangerous glint flashed through Wan Zailai’s eyes.
"Without using the power of Cave Heaven, I can suppress you with just one hand at the Golden Core Realm!" To his surprise, Li Qing waved his hand dismissively and said with the most arrogant tone and a serious face.
At this, not only did Wan Zailai’s face change dramatically.
Even the cultivators from Yilu Province watching the battle below were in an uproar.
"I originally thought that this Wan Zailai was already arrogant enough. I didn’t expect Li Qing to be even more so!"
"This Brother Li seems a bit unfamiliar. Is he one of our Yilu Province cultivators?"
"Nonsense, if he isn’t, why would he step forward so prominently? Our Yilu Province is vast and rich, this fellow must be a hidden talent among the fields!"
...
The crowd was abuzz with discussion.
Wan Zailai, however, let out a sinister laugh, "Very well. I can’t wait to see you dismembered by ten thousand swords."
Before he had even finished speaking, he executed his strongest technique.
"Wan Jian Jue!"
Just like before, the Martial Arts Arena was instantly filled with tens of thousands of clones.
The difference from Wan Jian Gui Zong, however, was that this time it wasn’t merely a simple sword slash.
Instead, each clone formed fingers into different sword techniques.
The sky was instantly illuminated by sword lights of various colors.
One after another, the phantoms of differently shaped swords emerged.
They then emitted a dragon-like sword cry, all howling towards Li Qing in unison.
The sword light tore through the air, causing endless tremors. Even the Transparent Martial Arts Field that imprisoned them showed faint cracks.
The cultivators of Yilu Province below, faced with this monumental scene, all widened their eyes.
"So this is Wan Zailai’s true strength?"
"So powerful! Even a God Transforming cultivator might fall to defeat under this technique!"
"Who exactly is this Wan Zailai? He’s this mighty just as a Golden Core; if he breaks through to the Nascent Soul, then what?"
...
At that moment, everyone present let out a deep gasp of astonishment.
They all believed that the unknown cultivator Li Qing was bound to be defeated by this technique, Wan Jian Jue.
But before they had time to feel sorry, amidst the endless clashing of swords, they heard Li Qing’s resonant and powerful chant, "Let there be millions of sword techniques..."
"Before me, they must all bow their heads!"
The voice wasn’t very loud.
But, without a doubt, it suppressed all of the sword cries.
In that lightning-fast moment, something happened in the sky’s Martial Arts Arena that left all the cultivators present dumbstruck.
Seen from above, like ten thousand light dragons rushing towards Li Qing, all of the numerous sword techniques.
When they were about to strike Li Qing, were forced to slow down in unison.
And finally, in front of Li Qing, they came to a complete stop.
Revealing myriad phantoms of different swords.
"Hmm?"
Li Qing glanced at them.
Then, despite their reluctance, under Li Qing’s gaze, all the countless swords trembled slightly and lowered their tips!
"Go!"
Li Qing uttered sharply.
The myriad sword shadows then turned against the current, changing direction,
heading back toward Wan Zailai, who stood motionless as a wooden chicken, his face filled with disbelief and not understanding what had just happened!
Just as Wan Zailai was about to be dismembered by his own ultimate technique,
a white light surged, and the next moment, his figure disappeared from the Martial Arts Arena,
returning to the ground.
But by this point, no one was paying attention to him anymore.
All the cultivators’ gazes were focused solely on Li Qing.
