Meanwhile, both the Evil Punishment Main God and the Red Sand Main God revealed expressions of approval. Indeed, Yan Xun was very strong. At the very least, within the same realm, there truly weren’t many who could trouble him. However, they both knew that he was not Ye Fan’s ultimate opponent.

At this moment, Wu Fa, Mu Chen Dong, and Mu Keqing watched with heavy hearts, uncertain if Ye Fan could withstand the attack. Jue Wuqing, however, remained expressionless.

Finally, Ye Fan made his move. In a flash, a blood-red sword shadow descended, and then everything fell silent.

"Hmm?"

Not only were the talented geniuses shocked, but even the Main God Experts present were stunned. They had no idea what that sword shadow was; none of them had seen it clearly. Why was everything so calm now?

However, Yan Xun now stood frozen like a statue less than five zhang from Ye Fan, completely motionless. Ye Fan, on the other hand, hadn’t moved a single inch from his spot since the fight began. When Ye Fan quietly turned around, Yan Xun still didn’t stir.

"What in the world happened?" the crowd exclaimed. "Just a moment ago, he was charging so aggressively! Why is it all so calm now?"

Then, Yan Xun’s head slid from his neck and tumbled to the ground.

The entire arena was shocked into silence.

"My son!" the Main God of Spirit let out a cry of anguish.

No one had expected their battle to end in the blink of an eye. The speed was simply breathtaking. Yan Xun’s body then collapsed, and the energy of his *Myriad Swords Unified* technique dissipated with his death.

The geniuses of the Righteous Divine Lineage erupted in cheers. This was their first true victory in the tournament. Jue Wuqing’s previous win didn’t really count, as many could see that the Qin Heavenly Main God clearly had a secret deal with the Evil God Lineage.

The geniuses of the Evil God Lineage all stared wide-eyed at the center of the stage, a storm of shock raging in their hearts. Without a doubt, the outcome of this battle was terrifying. It had ended in a single move. Yan Xun’s body was already growing cold, and now all eyes were fixed on Ye Fan. The fight was chilling because no one could comprehend how he had drawn his sword. All they knew was that a battle that should have been world-shaking had ended in absolute silence.

The Evil Punishment Main God and the Red Sand Main God exchanged looks of approval. They knew Ye Fan would not disappoint them.

"Boy, give me back my son’s life!" the Main God of Spirit roared, condensing an invisible Sword Qi that shot toward Ye Fan.

Ye Fan felt the immense pressure of an attack from a Main God Expert. However, a giant hand descended from above, instantly neutralizing the invisible Sword Qi. The one who had acted was none other than the Evil Punishment Main God.

"What is the meaning of this?" the Main God of Spirit demanded, his eyes bloodshot. The grief of losing his child was overwhelming.

"Main God Experts are not to interfere in the affairs of the younger generation," the Evil Punishment Main God said. "They signed a life-and-death contract. Life and death are decided by fate! Yan Xun died because his skills were inferior. Can you not even accept such a loss?" he rebuked.

The Main God of Spirit was so furious he was about to attack the Evil Punishment Main God, but the Great Wilderness Main God intervened. "He is right," he said. "Those are the rules of the tournament. Brother Yu Ling, please control your grief." In truth, I’m quite embarrassed myself. This is a classic case of lifting a rock only to drop it on my own feet.

But at this point, saying anything more was useless. Yan Xun hadn’t even had time to concede before Ye Fan killed him instantly. No one could be blamed. The only explanation was the immense gap in their strength. The grieving Main God of Spirit cradled Yan Xun’s corpse and departed. Who could have imagined that the triumph he felt just moments ago would turn into such a tragedy?

"Who’s next?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"I knew Martial Uncle was the strongest genius!" Wu Fa declared proudly.

Mu Keqing was also incredibly excited. Yezi has brought honor to our Righteous Divine Lineage! In my heart, Ye Fan is the man of my future! Who wouldn’t want to marry a man of such exceptional talent?

Mu Chen Dong, however, felt quite depressed. He had wanted a chance to restore his reputation after taking the fall for a previous incident, but seeing Ye Fan’s power, he knew it was a fool’s dream. Still, as the Righteous Divine Lineage celebrated its moment of glory, he decided his personal grievances could wait.

Jue Wuqing, however, glared at Ye Fan with resentment. "I’ll fight you!" he shouted.

The entire arena was in an uproar. Jue Wuqing was a member of the Righteous Divine Lineage. For him to challenge a fellow member like Ye Fan was a shocking betrayal that disgraced their entire faction. The expressions on the faces of everyone from the Righteous Divine Lineage, from the Main God Experts down to the young geniuses, turned grim.

Seeing this, the Qin Heavenly Main God immediately bellowed, "Stop this nonsense! Get back here!"

"Yes!" Jue Wuqing replied, but ultimately did not step onto the stage.

Standing on the stage, Ye Fan felt a flicker of disappointment. I had hoped to finish off Jue Wuqing as well, but the coward backed down at the last second.

Of course, the Qin Heavenly Main God wasn’t concerned about saving face; he was concerned for Jue Wuqing’s life. Jue Wuqing was hardly any stronger than Yan Xun. Since Ye Fan had killed Yan Xun in a single move, Jue Wuqing would have met the same fate. He breathed an internal sigh of relief. If Jue Wuqing had gone up there, Ye Fan wouldn’t have hesitated to kill him, regardless of our shared faction. Where did this Ye Fan even come from? I’ve never heard of him before.

As she watched Ye Fan’s performance, the Seven-Colored Demon Empress remained perfectly calm and unfazed.

Just then, Yun Xiao Zhi Shui leaped from below the stage onto the platform. He pointed at Ye Fan and declared, "Yan Xun was nothing but trash. Now, I will challenge you!"

Everyone knew that Yun Xiao Zhi Shui was incredibly powerful. While his cultivation realm wasn’t the absolute highest, his physical strength was widely recognized as the greatest among the younger generation. The Yun Xiao Clan specialized in cultivating the physical body, so with him on the stage, most believed Ye Fan’s chances of victory were slim.

Yet Ye Fan remained on the stage, looking completely unconcerned. "You’re just another piece of trash," he replied.

Yun Xiao Zhi Shui’s face contorted with rage, but the members of the Righteous Divine Lineage burst into laughter. They had absolute confidence in Ye Fan.

Yun Xiao Zhi Shui roared, "Laozi will kill you!"

"Before that," Ye Fan said calmly, "let’s sign the life-and-death contract. Just so no one can cry foul when I kill you."

"As if Laozi is afraid of you!" Yun Xiao Zhi Shui retorted coldly. He then signed the life-and-death contract with Ye Fan.

At that point, the Great Wilderness Main God spoke up, addressing Ye Fan. "Young friend, his specialty is physical combat and he doesn’t use a weapon. Shouldn’t we select one for him?"

"Not necessary!" Yun Xiao Zhi Shui shouted back.

"I won’t use my sword either," Ye Fan added. "Physical combat, you say? I’d like to see what that’s like."

With that, Yun Xiao Zhi Shui charged. Renowned for his formidable power, he rushed toward Ye Fan at his top speed. His body seemed to boil as his muscles swelled. These were muscles honed over countless years of training, tempered and refined thousands of times until they were impervious to blade and spear.