Chapter 1832: The Law of Time

Perhaps it was coincidence, perhaps it was because the Shadow Moon Sect had too few disciples.

Halfway through the tournament, Yang Shen had yet to encounter a single Shadow Moon Sect disciple.

But in the end, there was no avoiding it.

In the twenty-eighth round, Yang Shen was matched against Yi Qingxiang.

By then, half a year had passed since the start of the Huangling Tournament.

Yang Shen approached Ye Yuan and sneered, "I've been waiting for this day for half a year! Today, I'll make you taste what it's like to watch your fellow disciple die before your eyes!"

Then he turned to Yi Qingxiang and said, "You escaped last time, but you won't be so lucky this time! If you want to blame someone, blame Ye Yuan for provoking our Supreme Purity Sect!"

Yi Qingxiang laughed in reply, "I've said it before: the dignity of my Shadow Moon Sect is not to be trifled with either! I can die, but the face of the Shadow Moon Sect cannot be lost! Of course, that's assuming you can kill me."

Yang Shen's face darkened; he found he couldn't gain any advantage in words.

He had come hoping to see Yi Qingxiang trembling in fear, but he saw none of that on Yi Qingxiang's face.

This feeling left him extremely frustrated.

In contrast, the disciples of the Supreme Purity Sect had long been terrified.

But even terrified, they still couldn't escape Ye Yuan's hands alive.

They couldn't even concede.

After all, the disciples Ye Yuan killed were the future pillars of the Supreme Purity Sect!

Because of Ye Yuan's slaughter, the entire structure of this Huangling Tournament had been thrown into chaos.

Apart from him and Ye Yuan in the top tier, the competition in the second tier had become exceptionally fierce.

Of course, Ye Yuan had also given a great gift to all the other sects.

Those sects that originally had no hope of obtaining a spot now had a chance.

Ye Yuan looked at Yang Shen and said calmly, "You see, I'm not afraid of death, so why threaten me with it? Spare me your baseless sense of superiority!"

Yang Shen's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Stop pretending. On the stage, let's see if you can still laugh!"

After two matches, it was finally Yang Shen's turn to fight Yi Qingxiang.

Now, any clash between the Shadow Moon Sect and the Supreme Purity Sect drew great attention.

And today was Yang Shen's first encounter with a Shadow Moon Sect disciple, so naturally it was full of hype.

On the stage, Yi Qingxiang's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but the pressure Yang Shen exerted on him was too great!

He had only felt this kind of pressure from one person before—Ye Yuan!

Before the match even began, Yang Shen's momentum had already peaked, hidden high above the nine heavens.

The moment the match started, he would strike Yi Qingxiang with thunderous force, giving him no chance to concede.

Below the stage, the disciples all wore grave expressions.

"So strong! So this is Yang Shen's true strength!"

"Before, no one could force him to use his real power, but now Ye Yuan has forced it out!"

"Even through the protective formation, I feel like I can't breathe! Both are at the second level of the Divine Realm, how can the gap be so huge?"

...

Unlike Ye Yuan's calm and elusive demeanor, Yang Shen's presence was overwhelmingly domineering!

"Begin!"

As soon as Du Rufeng spoke, Yang Shen shot forward like an arrow from a bow, his blade slashing toward Yi Qingxiang.

Under Yang Shen's unmatched world power and domineering blade law, Yi Qingxiang could barely move.

Yi Qingxiang frowned, feeling immense pressure.

But he did not concede immediately.

Because he knew Yang Shen definitely had more tricks up his sleeve!

This level of power, though strong, was not strong enough to prevent him from conceding.

After all, for two experts at the second level of the Divine Realm, making it impossible for an opponent to even utter the words 'I concede' was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Yi Qingxiang's pupils contracted; he felt everything around him slow down!

Even opening his mouth to speak became extremely slow, as if in slow motion.

In the entire world, only Yang Shen was moving!

"The Law of Time!"

Yi Qingxiang was utterly shocked.

"Eh, what's wrong with Yi Qingxiang? Has he been scared stupid?"

"Yang Shen's blade is already at his face, why isn't he moving?"

Below the stage, the disciples had no idea what was happening; they couldn't understand at all.

To them, Yi Qingxiang had become a motionless fool, offering his head to Yang Shen.

Boom!

A tremendous roar rang out, and Yi Qingxiang's body flew backward.

"I... con... cede!"

Midair, Yi Qingxiang forced out those three words.

"Damn it! How could you block it? How could you block it! I'll kill you!"

Yang Shen roared and charged madly at Yi Qingxiang again.

But at that moment, a powerful world force appeared out of nowhere, directly sending him flying.

"He has already conceded; you may not take his life! This is a warning. If you do it again, you will be killed without mercy!"

Du Rufeng's voice was calm, as if stating something very ordinary.

Yang Shen got up from the ground, his face filled with extreme reluctance.

Then Du Rufeng's voice rang out again: "This match, Yang Shen wins."

Yang Shen's face was so dark it seemed ready to drip water, with no trace of joy from victory.

His goal was to kill, not to win.

Yang Shen had been building up his emotions for half a year, ready to unleash them in this match.

But he had failed!

He simply could not accept this outcome.

At the critical moment, Yi Qingxiang had released his divine essence outside his body, using a flying sword to block the fatal blow.

Yang Shen's Law of Time could slow the flow of time around Yi Qingxiang, but there was one thing he could not slow: divine essence!

Of course, this was also because Yang Shen's mastery of the Law of Time was not yet perfect.

Otherwise, Yi Qingxiang would have been doomed.

Ye Yuan gracefully leaped onto the stage, went to Yi Qingxiang's side, and fed him a pill.

At this moment, Yi Qingxiang's body was battered without a single intact spot, looking even worse than last time.

But he was not dead!

As the pill entered his stomach, Yi Qingxiang's injuries quickly began to improve.

"I never thought his trump card would be the Law of Time!"

Speaking of this, Ye Yuan also felt a lingering fear.

The Law of Time, like the Law of Space, was a supreme law, extremely difficult to comprehend.

Apart from the Celestial Venerate of Immortal Forest, this was the first time Ye Yuan had seen the Law of Time.

With just one glance, Ye Yuan understood.

This Law of Time was indeed extremely hard to deal with.

Under the Law of Time, everything became involuntary.

Just now, Yi Qingxiang had no power to fight back, unable even to speak!

"Ha... haha, this... half a year of special training... really wasn't wasted!"

Yi Qingxiang showed no sign of dejection; instead, he was somewhat excited.

He had survived this ordeal entirely because of the training Ye Yuan had put him through over the past half year.

And because of that training, the three of them had made significant progress in strength.

For the past six months, they had trained every day under the shadow of death.

And it was through this training that they realized just how strong Ye Yuan really was!