In his earlier years, he once clashed with a Demon Cultivator, and only when the Demon Cultivator desperately burned his blood essence to escape did he witness this scene.
"Peak Master Zhao, your serpent, is too slow."
The man’s voice suddenly echoed above Zhao Shan’s head.
Zhao Shan sharply looked up, only to see Chen Ye standing in midair, his robes fluttering, like an Exiled Immortal descending to the mortal realm.
"You...!"
Zhao Shan was both shocked and furious, ready to recall his magical treasure for defense.
But since Chen Ye had made his move, he gave no chance for reprieve.
"Since it’s a Magical Battle, let me show you the art of Sword Control."
Chen Ye’s right hand formed a sword with his fingers, lightly pointing with his fingertip.
"Zheng——"
A clear and penetrating sword chime resounded through the heavens.
A small sword, crystal-like and flowing with crimson flames, flew out from his sleeve.
As soon as this sword appeared, an extremely sharp chill instantly filled the world.
Chen Ye’s sword finger pressed downward, lightly commanding:
"Cyan Wave, descend!"
Zheng!
The sword light surged, transforming into a dazzling cyan sword arc ten zhang long!
Sword Qi surged like a tide, vast and mighty!
This was not any single Sword Technique but a fusion of Chen Ye’s comprehension of Surging Waves, Inverted Sea, Thunderbolt, and Ningyuan from the Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique.
Now, Chen Ye’s proficiency in the Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique had reached a terrifying level.
[Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique Grandmaster: 1265/3200]
Even before the sword light arrived, the enormous pressure from it caused the nine black giant serpents below to wail and disintegrate inch by inch.
"This is bad!!"
Zhao Shan’s soul was greatly shaken.
He felt the terrifying power contained in that sword.
It was definitely not the superficial Spiritual Power piled up by Pills, but Sword Intent honed to the extreme!
Outsiders only knew the strength of this sword tide,
Only Zhao Shan, placed under the Sword Intent, could perceive its entirety; he was inwardly incredulous:
"This is... Sword Gang! Among the new generation disciples of our sect, only True Inheritor Bai comprehended Sword Qi Condensing Gang..."
Though thinking thus, he did not sit idly.
"Block it for me!!"
Zhao Shan roared.
He conjured a heavy shield shaped like a turtle shell and infused it with the nine-serpent swallowing soul banner and all his Spiritual Power, attempting to withstand that sword.
But against absolute power, all struggles were futile.
Boom——!!!
The cyan sword arc, like a celestial river hanging upside down, heavily struck the mysterious tortoise shield.
One could only hear a crisp "crack."
That middle-grade Second Tier magical treasure, with shocking defensive power, was covered in cracks and shattered open with one slash!
The remnant Sword Qi did not diminish, instantly engulfing Zhao Shan’s figure like a cyan dragon entering the sea!
"It’s over!"
Disciples below exclaimed in shock, thinking Zhao Shan would spill blood on the spot.
But it was all within the blink of an eye.
The jade-like Jade Treasure Sword was suspended three inches from Zhao Shan’s forehead, exuding a chilling sword aura.
Zhao Shan’s face was pale, his hair disheveled, and all his Spiritual Power had been utterly dissipated by that sword.
He stared dumbly at the flying sword before him, and then glanced at the unharmed Chen Ye.
This sword broke his offense, shattered his magical treasure, but did not harm him in the slightest.
Fair and square, with overwhelming force!
"This..."
Zhao Shan’s lips trembled, staring at the sword tip, cold sweat on his back.
He knew.
If not for Chen Ye holding back, that sword just now could have slain both him and his Divine Soul!
What soft rice man?
What being propped up by Bai Susu?
All nonsense!
Such exquisite Sword Control Technique, such terrifying escape technique, even among the True Disciples of the Lingyin Sect who specialize in the Sword Dao and escape technique, might not be able to perform!
"Peak Master Zhao, I appreciate the concession."
Chen Ye retracted his sword finger.
The Jade Treasure Sword transformed into a stream of light, disappearing back into his sleeve, as he smiled:
"From now on, Peak Master Zhao should temper his anger, lest heart demons invade, affecting your path."
Zhao Shan closed his eyes.
This time, he conceded sincerely, Chen Ye’s ability to win the Magical Battle without harming anyone demonstrated both his dominance and his magnanimous heart...
Thinking thus.
His inner obsessions dissipated, and his heart demon vanished.
"Thank you, Taoist Friend Chen, for the enlightening lesson!"
This Peak Master of the Spirit Serpent Peak immediately offered Chen Ye a respectful bow, simultaneously handing over a small, exquisite pouch,
"I, Zhao Shan, never owe others. Taoist Friend Chen first reattached my arm, and then, despite past grievances, offered an enlightening lesson, I must repay this kindness! Earlier Chen Taoist Friend went to the Dehua Pavilion, likely seeking high-grade Spiritual Objects, this might be useful to the Taoist Friend, I hope you will accept!"
Presented treasure, naturally Chen Ye had no reason to refuse,
Though his initial intention was merely to clear up rumors about him, so his disciple wouldn’t be affected, and to reduce a hidden threat.
But the fact is that helping Zhao Shan reattach his arm is a real favor, and now, on the Magic Battle Platform, he hadn’t sought revenge.
Moreover, judging from Zhao Shan’s tone, this object seems to be an excellent Spiritual Material, precisely the treasure Chen Ye urgently needs.
Chen Ye accepted it frankly, smiling: "Good, henceforth, let bygones be bygones."
Below the platform.
After a deathly silence, finally erupted with thunderous discussions.
"Whoa! Was that the Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique just now? Could our Purple Cloud Peak’s sword technique have such power?!"
"Didn’t you see that the Sword Intent became tangible? When True Man Bai established Foundation, his Sword Control didn’t have such phenomenon..."
"And that escape technique... It’s too fast! Can’t even catch a shadow!"
"If anyone dares say Instructor Chen eats soft rice again, I’ll slap them first! This is clearly an unassuming dragon crossing the river!"
And in the crowd.
A young female cultivator pulled the female cultivator beside her and asked: "Hey? Qiongyu, isn’t this our Herb Peak’s former Guardian Chen?"
"Ah... Yes... it is."
"Oh, too bad you’re not familiar with him. I always saw you walking the same path with him, thinking you knew each other... Back then I thought Instructor Chen was just an ordinary Spirit Plant Cultivator! Didn’t expect him to become so formidable now!"
"Yes... who could have thought."
But, at least she’s not anyone’s servant, and moreover, no one knows that humiliating past.
Isn’t that so?