Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 418 - 420: Displaying Divine Might

In the eyes of everyone, Shan Xuantong sped rapidly. His hands spread open like a great bird, his feet skimming the ground like a dragonfly touching water, leaving a deep print with each step.

He borrowed this force to dash forward like lightning, streaking across the distance.

Even Su Muzhe and Li Changfeng, both the Strongest Celestial Saints, couldn’t catch Shan Xuantong’s movements. From afar, he seemed like a fast-moving streak of lightning, crazily shooting towards the distance.

It seemed no one could stop his steps.

But to everyone’s surprise, Ye Qingchen laughed loudly:

"Haha, if I act personally, how could I allow you to escape?"

Buzz!

Under countless incredulous gazes, Ye Qingchen waved his sleeve. Instantly, boundless winds converged rapidly, like an invisible large bowl descending directly over the Ten-mile-long Street.

"Boom!"

A dull, loud sound echoed.

It was seen that Shan Xuantong crashed into the barrier, his body trembled, and faster than when he came, he was directly sent flying back, streaking across the sky and crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Heavens!"

Exclamations erupted all around.

Everyone present seemed to have seen a ghost, standing petrified, unable to believe their eyes. Ye Qingchen had actually sealed the entire Ten-mile-long Street with just a wave of his hand!

What kind of method is this?

Those who previously doubted Ye Qingchen’s strength nearly bulged out their eyes at this scene!

"How is this possible?"

Shan Xuantong looked at the barrier inverted over the sky, eyes filled with astonishment.

It should be known.

The Mountain Division of the Celestial God Sect specializes in Body Refinement.

Shan Xuantong is also a peerless Body Refinement expert, and with a full-force collision, even a mountain would be thoroughly smashed. Yet that layer of seemingly thin as cicada’s wing barrier didn’t budge an inch, as stable as Mount Tai.

"Since I designed to lure you here, how could I let you escape?"

Ye Qingchen’s voice resounded faintly.

He approached with his hands behind him, each step appearing casual but full of rhythm. In just a few blinks, he reached Shan Xuantong.

Ever since comprehending the Sword Spirit, Ye Qingchen’s control over the wind had grown stronger, and with his current strength, he could seal the Ten-mile-long Street for at least half an hour.

"I don’t believe it!"

Shan Xuantong roared, clenched his hand into a fist, and struck towards Ye Qingchen.

Boom!

This punch made space tremble violently. The vast void seemed like a piece of white paper with a corner lifted, creating a slight ripple. Initially insignificant, in the blink of an eye, it expanded several times, forming an enormous wave stretching a hundred meters when it rolled halfway.

When it reached Ye Qingchen, it became a monstrous wave seemingly about to engulf everything.

Sigh!

However.

The only response to Shan Xuantong was Ye Qingchen raising his hand and gripping.

This slight motion seemed arbitrary, yet it was as if he grasped the wind. The air in the Ten-mile-long Street seemed to freeze at this moment, like sinking into a swamp.

Simultaneously, a wave of the hand cleaved.

"Not good!"

In that instant, Shan Xuantong felt alarmed, an indescribable sense of crisis surged wildly in his mind.

"Tear!"

A terrifying ripping sound suddenly came.

Seen was the mighty wave spanning a hundred meters was slashed in two under Ye Qingchen’s hand wave. The ground split open instantly, revealing a sword mark several inches wide, stretching for several miles, unfathomably deep.

With that cleave, the entire Ten-mile-long Street seemed to split in half.

"Ah!"

A wretched scream echoed.

Shan Xuantong fell from mid-air, stumbling back several steps. Everyone quickly looked over, gasping in shock, feeling a spine-chilling dread to the extreme.

Seen was Shan Xuantong’s left arm severed at the shoulder, blood splattering, flowing profusely.

Ssssss!

Hissing gasps sounded around.

That was merely a casual slash from Ye Qingchen, wielding such power. If he were serious, how terrifying would he be?

"Too strong!"

"This battle is inevitable, only that move can be used!"

At this moment.

The only thought in Shan Xuantong’s mind was this: before him, Ye Qingchen seemed divine-like. Such strength, no wonder he could kill the Master of the Thunder Department and break the Venerable Lord’s Soul Seal.

"Tell me the location of the Celestial God Sect’s eight divisions!"

Ye Qingchen’s expression was indifferent as he approached with hands behind him.

"Impossible!"

Shan Xuantong gritted his teeth, a roar bursting from his throat, stepping forward abruptly.

"Boom!"

With his step, a series of ’crackling’ sounds erupted from his entire body, his figure expanded abruptly from the original six feet height to one foot tall.

The aura that had weakened due to the severed arm surged back to its peak state.

"Mountain Sutra!"

Upon seeing this, Li Changfeng exclaimed involuntarily.

The Mountain Sutra is the Celestial God Sect’s Thunder Department’s ultimate art. Once exhibited, it signifies a death-defying state. Shan Xuantong might have seemed to take a casual step, but he burnt his essence blood.

Even if he survives this battle by luck, he would likely suffer a depletion of Qi Blood and his Realm would fall, never to reach the level of the Strongest Celestial Saint again.

However.

At this moment, Shan Xuantong took a second step.

"Boom!"

His entire body expanded again, angular and defined, his muscles covered by a gray sheen resembling rock.

The aura returned to peak state, surging again past its previous levels.

"Seems like you’re unwilling to speak!" Watching Shan Xuantong’s actions, Ye Qingchen sighed and shook his head, "However, even if unwilling, I have ways to make you speak!"

"Enough talk!"

Shan Xuantong shouted suddenly, stomping his foot fiercely.

"Boom!"

A tremendous and destructive sound erupted.

The ground beneath him quivered violently, collapsing to reveal a massive footprint. Shan Xuantong leveraged this explosive force to shoot out.

Whoosh!

A wild gale suddenly kicked up, the ground breaking open, as Shan Xuantong darted across, bringing up a massive wave like a hidden dragon surfacing!

The surrounding earth shattered, countless rocks flew, resembling Flying Locust Crossbow Arrows striking against the barrier, producing a dense explosive sound. Such power drained the color from everyone present.

In an instant, Shan Xuantong charged towards Ye Qingchen, swinging a punch.

This was his lifetime’s cultivation, all his Qi Blood infused in one strike!

"The Great Guardian is going all out. Even if Ye Qingchen is strong, he cannot withstand this move!" Li Changfeng’s eyes gleamed, a hint of excitement surfacing on his face.

However.

That trace of a smile barely surfaced before it completely froze!

In the gaze of the incredulous crowd.

Facing Shan Xuantong’s strike, Ye Qingchen stepped forward, flipped his right hand, and fiercely crushed downward.

This palm initially appeared light and casual.

But as it descended, it felt as if the heavens and earth were collapsing!