Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 23: Silent as a Grave, A Pin Drop Can Be Heard

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Silent as a Grave, A Pin Drop Can Be Heard

Ye Xiaofan, although remarkable beyond compare, had only one Sword Technique to deploy, the "Grass Cutting Sword Technique."

However, Xiao Yan was different. The Xiao Family was a prominent cultivation clan in Star Moon City, with a wide array of cultivation and martial techniques, though not necessarily top tier.

In just a few hundred rounds, Ye Xiaofan had already executed the "Grass Cutting Sword Technique" four or five times. As this went on, Xiao Yan was bound to gain the upper hand.

Sure enough.

Familiar with Ye Xiaofan’s "Grass Cutting Sword Technique," Xiao Yan became more adept, nearly striking Ye Xiaofan several times.

"This won’t do. If this continues, it won’t bode well for me. I must decide victory in a single strike," Ye Xiaofan realized the problem and wanted to end the battle quickly.

With a boom—!

After another collision of Sword Qi and Sword Qi, Ye Xiaofan took the opportunity to distance himself, his pupils sharply narrowing.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes as well, his expression turning grave. He knew Ye Xiaofan likely planned to reveal his trump card and end the battle in one strike.

At their level of strength and talent, neither would underestimate the other. Moreover, Ye Xiaofan’s displayed strength was somewhat terrifying. Despite having only one Sword Technique, he had forced Xiao Yan into dangerous situations countless times. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Defeating Ye Xiaofan was not so easy. It could not be accomplished by mere suppression alone and might even result in a reversal.

Thinking this, Xiao Yan also gathered his strength, wanting a swift end to the fight.

Suddenly, within Xiao Yan, a more violent Spiritual Power began to gather like a tidal wave, accumulating in his arms.

Many cultivators familiar with Xiao Yan were shocked at the sight.

"Xiao Yan is going to use the Xiao Family’s ultimate technique."

"Could it be... ’Mad Dragon Saber’?"

"Mad Dragon Saber," the ultimate technique of the Xiao Family.

"It should be. I heard a few days ago that this Xiao Yan has practiced the Xiao Family’s ’Mad Dragon Saber’ to the Seventh Layer, entering the Realm of Minor Achievement. Is he going to perform this ultimate technique?"

According to the division on the Martial Soul Continent, martial techniques can be roughly categorized into: Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow, with Yellow Tier being the lowest and Celestial Tier the strongest, and each tier divided into nine grades.

"It’s said that the ’Mad Dragon Saber’ was acquired by the Xiao Family ancestors from some ancient ruins. It is a Sixth Grade Profound Tier offensive martial technique. Practicing it to the Realm of Great Success is enough to split a mountain and calm the sea, its power immeasurable. That Xiao Yan has actually practiced it to the Seventh Layer?"

"This Ye Xiaofan is destined to lose."

Many cultivators shook their heads repeatedly.

Faced with Xiao Yan’s ’Mad Dragon Saber,’ even Nangong Jianchen and Shangguan Wan’Er had no absolute confidence in victory, let alone Ye Xiaofan with only a single "Grass Cutting Sword Technique."

"To have forced Brother Xiao Yan to use ’Mad Dragon Saber,’ this Brother Xiaofan’s strength is indeed terrifying. However, it’s a pity; he’ll likely be unable to withstand this strike." Shangguan Wan’Er’s beautiful eyes moved slightly, feeling a bit regretful.

Nevertheless, at this moment in the Martial Arts Arena, no one dared underestimate Ye Xiaofan anymore. To have pushed Xiao Yan to this point was enough to highlight the terrifying aspect of the young man.

Coupled with the disparity in resources and status, even if Ye Xiaofan lost, it would be enough to shock everyone for days.

However, one person didn’t think so.

Nangong Jianchen quietly stared at Ye Xiaofan, his breathing slightly rapid. Only he knew that this wasn’t all of Ye Xiaofan’s strength. The sword strike in the Soul Beast Forest remained vivid in Nangong Jianchen’s memory.

It was too early to say who would emerge victorious.

"Brother Ye, surrendering now would still be timely."

On the stage, Xiao Yan’s battle intent was high, full of confidence in this ultimate technique of his.

It wasn’t arrogance; he indeed had the capital for such pride. The Seventh Layer of ’Mad Dragon Saber,’ let alone Ye Xiaofan, even some senior cultivators in the same realm would struggle to escape defeat.

Ye Xiaofan sensed the increasingly terrifying surges of power from his opponent, and he couldn’t help but clench the sword hilt tighter, yet there was no fear, only a counter-defiance: "Brother Xiao, please do not hold back."

At this moment, Ye Xiaofan seemed to transform into a battle-hungry demon, a person who dared to dance on the edge of death for the sake of comprehending Sword Intent, how could he be frightened by Xiao Yan?

"Alright, Brother Ye, regardless of the outcome today, Xiao considers you a friend."

With these words, Xiao Yan no longer held back, preparing to unleash a full strike. Since his opponent dared to face this strike, he must have some confidence.

In an instant.

With a rumble!

The Spiritual Power within Xiao Yan erupted entirely, rushing madly to gather and condense in his arms, ultimately transforming into a terrifying Secret Power, swiftly pouring into the Treasure Saber in his hand. The saber’s blade instantly emitted a formidable presence.

And this wasn’t the end. As the ’Mad Dragon Saber’ operated, the accumulated power on the Treasure Saber multiplied violently, layer by layer. When the seventh layer coalesced, a force that seemed capable of destroying everything surged forward.

Moreover, around the Treasure Saber, a force blade form over ten feet long took shape, within which the faint roar of a Divine Dragon could be heard.

"’Mad Dragon Saber’ Seventh Layer, the sevenfold accumulation, the power increases at least tenfold."

"So this is the Xiao Family’s ultimate clan martial technique, truly terrifying beyond measure."

"How can Ye Xiaofan withstand this strike? He stands no chance."

Amidst the astonishment of countless cultivators.

Suddenly, the corner of Xiao Yan’s mouth lifted slightly. He didn’t rush to deliver the strike but continued powering up the blade, adding another layer of accumulation, doubling its power once more.

"Hiss— Eighth Layer!"

Suddenly, countless cultivators gasped, their eyes filled with indescribable shock.

Even Nangong Jianchen and Shangguan Wan’Er’s expressions changed drastically. Who would have thought that Xiao Yan had secretly cultivated the "Mad Dragon Saber" to the Eighth Layer? Both were filled with astonishment.

Nangong Jianchen and Shangguan Wan’Er asked themselves; even if they were to step onto the stage at this moment, they wouldn’t have absolute confidence to withstand this saber strike.

Not just them, even those sect elders were slightly shocked. The elders of Yunlan Sect were overjoyed. Xiao Yan had agreed to join Yunlan Sect for cultivation. The stronger he was, the more excited Yunlan Sect would be.

At the same time.

On a mountain peak outside Star Moon City, Dugu Nan vaguely guessed something, and couldn’t help but raise his eyes, staring intently at the figure calmly standing on the arena.

The middle-aged man beside Dugu Nan was surprised by the strength Xiao Yan displayed, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

On the stage.

"Brother Ye, my apologies!"

With a soft shout, Xiao Yan transformed into a long rainbow. This saber strike wasn’t merely slashed out but was a near unity of man and saber, breaking through the air towards Ye Xiaofan.

The massive power saber form enveloped the treasure saber in Xiao Yan’s hand, carrying an imposing momentum that, wherever it went, even gave the void a distorted illusion.

Feeling this almost undecipherable saber strike, countless peerless geniuses breathed heavily, their eyes widening, and their hair standing on end.

Even Nangong Jianchen and Shangguan Wan’Er couldn’t help but slowly rise, feeling a tingling on their scalps.

"To force Xiao Yan to use the ’Mad Dragon Saber’ is an honor, even if defeated."

Some cultivators, realizing how terrifying this saber strike was, murmured to themselves. It was apparent that in everyone’s eyes, this saber strike was nearly impossible to withstand within the same realm. Nangong Jianchen himself might only avoid its edge, let alone that Ye Xiaofan.

However, the person involved on the stage was unusually calm.

Ye Xiaofan silently watched the unstoppable saber strike, standing motionless.

"What is he doing? Is he not gathering strength to counterattack?"

"Is he scared stiff? Has he forgotten to make a move?"

Tens of thousands of cultivators watched the motionless Ye Xiaofan, anxiously clenching their palms.

Some sect elders were even preparing to intervene, planning to save Ye Xiaofan at the critical moment, not allowing a peerless genius to have an accident on the arena.

As long as they saved Ye Xiaofan at this time, naturally, they had a better chance of recruiting him into their sect, after all, this dark horse had already reached the level of a peerless genius in all aspects.

But just as Xiao Yan was approaching, before some sect elders could take action.

In a critical moment.

Ye Xiaofan moved.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes, and a sky-shattering battle intent erupted in those resolute pupils, with the sword in his hand emitting waves of sword cries.

Without any unnecessary movements, he simply thrust out a single sword strike.

"Sword Break!"

The resounding voice echoed throughout the Martial Arts Arena, and with Ye Xiaofan’s sword thrust.

In an instant, the sky and earth changed dramatically, the void became infinitely chaotic, an unprecedented, or never-before-seen on this arena power exploded forth.

"What?!!!"

At the moment Ye Xiaofan’s sword moved, almost all the sect elders stood up in unison, their eyes filled with shock, astonishment, and disbelief.

Even the elders of Divine Sword Sect, Yunlan Sect, and Li Yang Sect suddenly stood up, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

As for the tall mountain peak outside Star Moon City, the First Generation Sword Saint also raised his eyes abruptly, his eyes swirling with wind and clouds, and a blazing light surged.

As for the middle-aged man beside Dugu Nan, he was completely stunned, showing a look of unprecedented shock.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of cultivators in the Martial Arts Arena were dumbfounded, standing frozen in place.

Of course, at this moment, the most shocked was Xiao Yan. The instant Ye Xiaofan’s sword was unleashed, he was filled with fear and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Boom!

The terrifying sword intent instantly engulfed the entire platform.

When Ye Xiaofan thrust out his sword, it seemed as if there were no waves, yet the formless sword intent gushed out. The whole world seemed to be trembling, the sound of endless sword cries echoed in the ears, a terrifying secret power enveloped all directions, exceedingly profound.

When the formless sword intent collided with the Eighth Layer power of Xiao Yan’s "Mad Dragon Saber", a booming sound echoed across the stage. Countless sword intents instantly shattered the terrifying saber power, breaking through Xiao Yan’s defenses, moving forward relentlessly.

The violent ripples of power rebounded, causing Xiao Yan’s body to feel heavy, and the whole person was suddenly sent flying.

However, Ye Xiaofan’s sword did not stop until Xiao Yan landed at the edge of the stage, retreating several steps, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, the icy sword tip close to his throat, but eventually stopped.

The sharp sword in Ye Xiaofan’s hand was now only a centimeter away from Xiao Yan’s throat; just a slight move forward would cause his blood to spill on the spot.

For a moment, the entire Martial Arts Arena fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.