Volume One, Chapter Six: Emerging Clearly, Yet Terrifying Beyond Measure

“Damn it!!!”

Everyone: ???

All the disciples of the Sword Soul Sect were stunned.

That was Xu Changsheng from Sword God Peak!

Throughout the forest, many disciples of the Sword Soul Sect looked on in stunned disbelief at this dramatic scene.

Their eyes were filled with incredulity as they stared blankly at Yao Xi.

Everyone’s scalp tingled; the situation nearly spiraled out of control.

In their shock, many overlooked Xu Changsheng’s left cheek, which was swollen high, broken teeth and blood spraying everywhere.

Xu Changsheng’s eye twitched, his face contorted with rage, clearly not expecting such overwhelming strength and speed from his opponent.

Having taken a slap from Ye Wuchen, his eyes seemed ready to blaze with fire, gritting his teeth in fury: “How dare you strike me...”

Luo Qinghan’s eyes were bloodshot as she raised her Seven Kill Sword, angrily pointing it at Yao Xi: “Yao Xi, how dare you hit your senior brother? I will cripple you.”

Before Xu Changsheng could react, Yao Xi struck first. A terrifying level-seven sword intent suddenly surged forth, enveloping the entire forest.

The weight of his aura silenced all.

It should be known that sword intent is graded from level one to nine, beyond which lies the divine realm...

And Yao Xi had awakened to a level-seven sword intent.

It is well known that innate spiritual power, sword spirit, and sword intent levels determine one’s future achievements. The higher these levels, the further one can advance on the path of the sword.

This was an ironclad law of this world.

A flicker of fear passed through everyone’s eyes.

Those young disciples were drenched in cold sweat, overwhelmed by such sudden innate spiritual pressure.

However, for Ye Wuchen, such mere aura exerted no pressure at all.

Luo Qinghan suddenly swung her sword.

In the next moment, a sharp blue blade sliced through the air, heading straight for Yao Xi’s dantian.

“What? You want to get rough with me? Aren’t you afraid of ending up a corpse in the wilderness?” Ye Wuchen looked at Luo Qinghan with a mix of appraisal and mockery.

“Still defiant at death’s door...” Luo Qinghan was enraged. “Face your punishment!”

Ye Wuchen had no intention of wasting words. He slammed his right foot heavily onto the ground.

A thunderous roar erupted.

The surging innate spiritual power spread wildly like a tempest, stalling the void around him as if time itself had frozen.

Purple light flashed in his eyes as Ye Wuchen lifted his gaze. An imposing, invisible sword intent burst forth from within him, forcibly extinguishing Yao Xi’s sword radiance.

Yao Xi was sent flying sideways, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

*Crack!*

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A crisp sound rang out.

Damn it!

What’s going on?

Luo Qinghan’s Seven Kill Sword shattered—this was impossible!

Chaos erupted.

But Ye Wuchen, who controlled Yao Xi’s body, remained indifferent. He merely raised his head slightly and smiled: “This is truly amusing. You say ‘punish me,’ so punish me?”

“My sword... is broken...”

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