Facing the Divine Weapon Head-On, Who Gave Him the Courage?

Xu Yan's expression became solemn as the cold blade aura brought immense pressure upon him.

Wu Yuan's strength was not weak, and he even used a secret technique similar to a life-burning killing move to activate the Divine Weapon of the Thousand Martial Hall. The power of this strike was no less than Huang Liang's attack back then.

Moreover, with Wu Yuan's current cultivation level, he was able to unleash the power of the Divine Weapon to such an extent, indicating that he must have received the support of a powerful individual.

Boom!

At this moment, Xu Yan activated his Divine Origin, causing the sword nurtured within him, the Translucent Sword, to tremble slightly. However, he did not draw it out.

The sword in his hand was crafted by Fang Hao and was an Apex Level Spirit Weapon.

Of course, the Spirit Weapon refined by Fang Hao's Weapon Refining Art was incomparable to the Spirit Weapons of the Spirit Domain.

However, the power of the Divine Weapon of the Thousand Martial Hall was the result of Wu Yuan exerting all his cultivation and being supported by a powerful individual.

The sword in his hand could withstand the Divine Weapon without being damaged, but it was still impossible to block this attack with just this sword.

Xu Yan's expression was solemn, but he did not retreat.

Just because one sword couldn't block it didn't mean he had no way to withstand it!

Boom!

At this moment, the large swords inserted around the arena suddenly flew up and lined up in front of Xu Yan. Behind Xu Yan, countless sword lights also appeared densely.

Clang!

At this moment, the martial artists watching the battle suddenly found that their swords were no longer under their control.

"My sword!"

Exclamations rang out.

They saw the cold light soaring into the sky as one sword after another shot out and arranged themselves around Xu Yan.

At this moment, Wu Yuan's momentum also reached its peak.

His entire person began to wither, and his soul, essence blood, and cultivation were all poured into the Cold Extinction Blade at this moment.

"Xu Yan, die!"

His withered body seemed to rise as if controlled by the blade, as if he was the one controlling the blade.

A cold blade light shot out from the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, traversing the sky. The chilling killing intent made all the martial artists feel as if they were in an icy cave, even from a distance.

Between the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall and Xu Yan's position, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to freeze under the cold blade light. In mid-air, a trail of cold blade light appeared.

Boom!

When the Divine Weapon Cold Extinction Blade struck, even the power of heaven and earth seemed to be infused into it, turning the cold blade light into a deep blue color.

In the eyes of the martial artists, it was as if they saw a hundreds of zhang long deep blue giant blade, instantly slashing towards the figure in mid-air!

Swish!

The sword lights surged in mid-air, as if countless swords were simultaneously unleashed, bursting forth with a resounding explosion.

Countless swords, like a torrent of swords, surged towards the cold blue blade light in front of Xu Yan, around him, and behind him.

Plop, plop, plop!

However, one sword after another shattered and disintegrated continuously, and the cold blue blade light continued to slash, seemingly unstoppable.

Tian Ji's heart tightened, and he silently cursed the shamelessness of the Thousand Martial Hall countless times in his heart.

But it also served as a reminder for him. In the battle of the geniuses, the Eternal Alliance needed to make more preparations. If the Thousand Martial Hall had such means, the other transcendent sects would not be any less prepared.

The transcendent sects definitely did not want to lose this battle, so they would definitely use all their means!

Ya Rong stared intently at Xu Yan. Could he withstand this blade?

Was there a hidden trump card?

Otherwise, where did he get the confidence to challenge in front of the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall?

"He must withstand it!"

Cui Huayu nervously thought to herself.

The torrent of countless swords continued to bombard, constantly colliding with the cold blue blade light, causing trees to be uprooted and transformed into long swords.

As if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had turned into sword light, it continuously washed over the cold blue blade light.

However, although the azure sword light slowed down and even dimmed slightly, it still slashed towards Xu Yan, unable to be avoided even if he retreated.

This slash had already locked onto his aura, with no retreat or avoidance possible.

Of course, this was what others believed. For Xu Yan, avoiding this slash was not impossible!

However, although Xu Yan was not reckless, he was not someone who would timidly retreat in the face of danger.

The might of the Divine Weapon was strong, but it was not undefeatable!

The torrent of ten thousand swords suddenly weakened, becoming as gentle as a flowing stream. The azure sword light, when it slashed into the torrent of swords, seemed to be somewhat trapped within it, its power continuously weakening.

Xu Yan slashed out one sword after another, and the gentle breeze seemed to transform into viscous liquid. The Sword Intent of mountains and rivers contained thousands of things, constantly weakening the azure sword light.

"Blocking it without any harm?"

Cui Huayu was shocked in her heart.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It's unusual. It actually weakens the might of the Cold Extinction Blade to such a great extent."

Cui Huayu pondered in astonishment.

"Not good, this Cold Extinction Blade still hides another attack!"

Suddenly, Cui Huayu's expression changed.

In the midst of the battle, a sudden change occurred.

The originally weakening azure light and the chilling aura suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

It was as if the true sharp killing intent was only revealed at this moment.

Boom!

The ten thousand swords collapsed, and the impact like a flowing stream was all slashed apart. The viscous gentle breeze was also cut apart in one slash.

The sword light had already slashed towards Xu Yan!

Even though the power of this slash had been weakened, Xu Yan's sword technique and all his defenses were blasted open.

The martial artists widened their eyes, and a thought emerged in their minds: Xu Yan is in danger!

Xu Yan, who created history, was about to die under this slash!

Many people sighed in their hearts. Indeed, provoking the transcendent Ling Sect, no matter how monstrous, would ultimately end in death.

This final killing intent was obviously the true killer move. It was the residual soul of Wu Yuan, seizing the opportunity to activate the true killer move of the Cold Extinction Blade.

This strike had the shadow of a powerful expert.

Obviously, it was the strongest expert of the Thousand Martial Hall who enhanced the power of Wu Yuan's strike, leaving behind the most core strike!

Although the means were somewhat shameless, the effect was undoubtedly astonishing.

No one had expected that Wu Yuan's strike would hide this killer move.

It seemed that even Xu Yan hadn't anticipated it.

Now, the torrent of ten thousand swords was broken, and his sword defense was blasted open. He was in a vulnerable defensive state, and it was obviously too late to try to withstand this slash.

And even if he hastily defended, how could he defend against this slash?

Even if he miraculously survived, he would undoubtedly suffer heavy injuries, and even his foundation would be damaged!

Xu Yan also hadn't expected that Wu Yuan's slash would conceal such a killer move!

Crisis suddenly descended!

But Xu Yan remained calm and fearless. He was no longer a newcomer to the martial dao, even though he hadn't experienced life and death crises. However, in the face of sudden danger, he was not without a way to respond.

The torrent of ten thousand swords and all sword defenses were blasted open, and the strike was imminent.

The Divine Origin circulated, like a river surging, and Xu Yan suddenly slapped his palm.

It slammed towards that slash!

He was not only unparalleled in swordsmanship, but his Dragon Subduing Palm was also unparalleled in the world!

Roar!

Just when everyone thought that Xu Yan would not die but would be heavily injured and his foundation damaged, just as the Lord of the Thousand Martial Hall and others revealed a cold smile, a resounding dragon roar echoed through the heavens and earth.

In the shocked gazes of everyone, Xu Yan slapped his palm, and a golden dragon burst forth!

The might of the dragon surges, supreme and unyielding!

"A real dragon?!"

Someone exclaimed in shock, as the golden dragon roared and burst forth, bearing a striking resemblance to the legendary golden dragon.

Moreover, the immense pressure it emitted seemed to make all living beings tremble, just like the rumored power of a true dragon.

The True Dragon Form of the Dragon Subduing Palm, at the sixth layer, had already become almost like a real dragon!

The golden dragon let out a resounding roar that shook the heavens and the earth, rushing towards the Cold Extinction Blade. It opened its huge mouth and directly swallowed the powerful strike, then soared up into the clouds.

Boom!

The clouds exploded, and the golden dragon shattered, but it completely blocked the strike.

The Cold Extinction Blade still remained in Wu Yuan's hand. His withered body had long lost any signs of life, but once he swung the blade, it was aimed at Xu Yan.

Of course, it no longer posed any threat.

The chilling aura of the Cold Extinction Blade had dimmed, but a faint blue light still emanated from its blade.

Without waiting for the Thousand Martial Hall to react, Xu Yan slapped his palm, and another golden dragon burst forth, swallowing the Cold Extinction Blade in one gulp.

And Wu Yuan's corpse instantly turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Since the Thousand Martial Hall no longer has any prodigies to fight, I will take my leave. We shall meet again in the final battle of the Prodigy Competition. I hope the shameless Thousand Martial Hall won't disappoint me!"

Xu Yan laughed heartily.

The blockade at the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall came to an end. Xu Yan knew that the Thousand Martial Hall would no longer have any prodigies to challenge him, regardless of whether Wu Yuan's words were true or false.

Regardless of what Wu Yuan said, the Thousand Martial Hall obviously wouldn't continue to waste time with him.

Since that was the case, it was time to call it quits.

As for the Cold Extinction Blade, this Divine Weapon, he would take it as his spoils of war.

"This blade shall be my spoils of war. Farewell!"

After the golden dragon swallowed the Cold Extinction Blade, Xu Yan waved his hand, and the dragon coiled around him. With a movement of his body, he disappeared from the spot in an instant!

"Outrageous!"

An angry roar came from the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall.

Elder Zhang, the palm blade elder, had gone mad. Where did Xu Yan get the audacity to openly snatch the Thousand Martial Hall's Divine Weapon?

Who gave him the courage?

All the martial artists were stunned. It wasn't until Xu Yan took the Cold Extinction Blade and left that they finally reacted, their faces covered in cold sweat.

That was the Thousand Martial Hall's Divine Weapon! He directly snatched it in front of the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall. Who gave Xu Yan the courage? Were all the young people nowadays so brave?

No!

It was just Xu Yan who was brave!

Snatching the Transcendent Spirit Sect's Divine Weapon, Xu Yan was the first person to do so. Moreover, he did it right in front of the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall. Wasn't he afraid of being pursued by the Thousand Martial Hall's powerful experts?

"This... this... is incredible!"

Cui Huayu wiped the sweat off her forehead, her eyes wide open in shock.

"Xu Yan!"

A voice filled with killing intent came from the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall, and a figure instantly appeared, heading straight for Xu Yan.

A powerful aura shook the surroundings.

It was the palm blade elder of the Thousand Martial Hall!

"You dare to bully the weak with your strength!"

Tian Ji roared, and his giant halberd thundered forward like a mountain collapsing. With a loud bang, it blocked the palm blade elder who was about to chase after Xu Yan.

Boom!

The palm blade elder roared in anger, and a blade flew from the entrance of the Thousand Martial Hall, landing in his hand. With one slash, it shattered the collapsing mountain, then another slash was aimed at Tian Ji.

"Xu Yan snatched the Thousand Martial Hall's Divine Weapon. Are you, Tian Ji, trying to stop him? Do you want to be buried with him?"

Tian Ji's heart was also trembling, but he said, "According to the rules of the Prodigy Competition, the winner is entitled to the spoils of war. Although the Divine Weapon belongs to the Thousand Martial Hall, it was used by Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan lost, so his spoils of war naturally belong to Xu Yan!"

"Nonsense!"

Another roar resounded.

A stronger momentum rose from the Qianwu Hall gate, it was the Qianwu Hall Master!

Immediately, one after another powerful momentum surged.

Tian Ji's face turned green, after he struck with his spear, he turned around and ran!

"Xu Yan, you're too fierce. Although I wanted to support you, my back is not strong enough. I can't hold on anymore. Take care of yourself!"

Tian Ji frantically fled, not only was he in danger, but his Divine Weapon in his hand might also be taken away!

Originally, he came to support Xu Yan this time, to prevent the Qianwu Hall from bullying the weak. After all, as the protector of the Eternal Alliance, it was normal for him to support an Independent Cultivator.

As a result, Xu Yan directly took away the Qianwu Hall's Divine Weapon in front of everyone!

His back wasn't strong enough, he couldn't hold on!

Ya Rong's mouth hung open, staring blankly at the direction Xu Yan was leaving, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

At this moment, a voice echoed in front of the Qianwu Hall gate.

"This sword is my spoils of war, if the Qianwu Hall doesn't accept it, send someone to chase me. Become the stepping stone for me, Xu Yan, to reach the pinnacle of the Spirit Domain!"

Everyone looked towards the sound, and not far away in mid-air, Xu Yan stood proudly, disdainful of the Qianwu Hall.

"You're seeking death!"

The Elder with the palm knife rushed over, but before he reached Xu Yan, Xu Yan suddenly dissipated into the air!

What kind of technique was this?

All the Martial Artists fell silent.

"Xu Yan, let's see where you can escape to!"

The Elder with the palm knife roared angrily, chasing after Xu Yan's escape direction. He was confident that with his strength, it wouldn't take long to catch up to Xu Yan.

"You're digging your own grave!"

The Elder with the palm knife sneered in his heart.

Xu Yan gave him a reason to make a move, and it was a very sufficient reason!

Divine Weapons couldn't be stored in storage bags, Xu Yan's tracks couldn't be hidden, he definitely couldn't escape the pursuit of the Qianwu Hall!

And the several elderly people from the Qianwu Hall had already quietly disappeared, chasing after Xu Yan.

"A reward for anyone who provides Xu Yan's whereabouts!"

The Qianwu Hall Master coldly spoke.

He didn't specify what the reward was, but the weight of a single sentence from the transcendent Lingzong was not to be underestimated. Countless forces and Martial Artists would definitely go crazy for it!

And this was just for providing the whereabouts.

If they could capture... they didn't dare to imagine what kind of reward they would receive!

Of course, the Martial Artists present knew that in order to capture Xu Yan, to defeat Xu Yan, unless they were the strongest, it was no different from seeking death.

Xu Yan's strength was already beyond what a peak Martial Artist at the Soul Refining Heavenly Being level could contend with.

Even if ten or eight people attacked together, they would only end up being killed!

"The pride of the Spirit Domain, is there anyone who can match Xu Yan?"

Many Martial Artists had this thought in their minds.

Xu Yan, who couldn't be matched by anyone except the strongest, where could there be a prodigy who could match him?

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, witnessing history, witnessing history!"

Cui Huayu excitedly entered the palace.

This trip wasn't in vain, it was too thrilling, Xu Yan was too fierce!

Throughout history, the most courageous Independent Cultivator was none other than Xu Yan!

The Cloud-Piercing Eagle soared into the sky, flying towards the direction Xu Yan was escaping.

Ya Rong frowned, and immediately followed. Xu Yan wouldn't be able to escape far. Once he was caught up by the Elder with the palm knife, he would undoubtedly die!

Unless he had some trump card to confront the Elder with the palm knife, but how was that possible.