Chapter 2784: A Game!

Within the island canyon, the rumbling was incessant.

The group of Saintly Sovereigns also changed expression slightly.

Bull Demon Saint Sovereign was indeed an old-school Saintly Sovereign; his strength was truly astonishing, even surpassing Dao Yun!

After about an hour, Bull Demon Saint Sovereign came back panting.

"Ye Yuan, does this sovereign's strength meet your standards?" Bull Demon Saint Sovereign said in a deep voice.

To showcase his power, he had gone all out this time.

The distance he had advanced was far greater than Dao Yun Saint Sovereign's.

But this sword qi was truly formidable!

Zhuo Bufan, the number one expert of Yuqing Continent back in the day, was no joke!

Even a sword qi left behind for tens of thousands of years—he couldn't break through it!

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Bull Demon's strength is indeed extraordinary! I'm afraid among the true spirits of Yuqing Continent, aside from Big Yellow, you are the strongest!"

Bull Demon Saint Sovereign snorted coldly but did not argue.

Since following Ye Yuan, Big Yellow's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Especially that lewd and flashy hoof—though the posture was strange, its power was truly great.

If Bull Demon Saint Sovereign faced Big Yellow, he would likely lose eight times out of ten.

"Hmph! Don't just talk without action! Ye Yuan, we've all played our part. Since you want to give us a show of force, shouldn't you go down and play yourself?" Dao Yun snorted coldly.

Ye Yuan was not in a hurry. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, what do you think of this sword qi?"

Bull Demon Saint Sovereign snorted, "This sword qi is supremely domineering; the deeper you go, the stronger it gets! Even a Saintly Sovereign at Great Perfection couldn't get through!"

Dao Yun sneered, "Zhuo Bufan's work is naturally extremely powerful! Within the Saintly Sovereign realm, no one can get through this sword qi! But what does that have to do with you? Don't tell me this sword strike was left by you!"

Ye Yuan nodded with a smile and said to Luo Yunqing, "Brother Luo, lend me your sword!"

Without a word, Luo Yunqing tossed his sword to Ye Yuan.

The Longquan Sword had been completely shattered when killing Li Changsheng.

Ye Yuan caught Luo Yunqing's sword and, without any flashy movements, simply waved it lightly.

Boom!

The seawater was directly split open into a large gash!

And this sword strike passed straight through the island's rift, overlapping with Zhuo Bufan's sword strike!

Then quickly, the seawater healed, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone present changed color drastically.

Luo Yunqing and Big Yellow, among others, had their eyes light up.

"What a powerful sword strike! Your strike directly replaced the sword qi left by Lord Zhuo! This shows that your strike is even stronger than Lord Zhuo's!" Luo Yunqing praised.

"Heh, this sword qi has endured tens of thousands of years; it has long lost its original edge! Zhuo Bufan's strike has probably lost seven-tenths of its power, leaving only three-tenths!" Ye Yuan said with a smile.

Ye Yuan was modest, but those present were all experts; how could they not see the sharpness of this strike?

Ye Yuan had actually replaced Zhuo Bufan's sword qi with his own!

Yes, replaced!

Ye Yuan's strike, though seemingly casual, had an angle that completely overlapped with Zhuo Bufan's strike.

But its power was even greater!

He not only erased Zhuo Bufan's sword qi but also replaced it with his own!

Even more terrifying, the two islands were completely unharmed!

This strike placed demands on the swordsman that were harsh to the extreme.

Even if the power was sufficient, the slightest deviation would only invite ridicule.

But Ye Yuan had done it perfectly!

This was an extremely terrifying sword strike!

The Saintly Sovereigns present all changed color.

Logically, only a strong practitioner who had manifested the Great Dao could achieve such a strike.

But Ye Yuan had clearly not manifested the Great Dao—how could he unleash such a terrifying strike?

More critically, Ye Yuan had done it too easily!

Who knew if he had used his full strength?

If not, how strong was he now?

Dao Yun and the others dared not think further.

In the face of absolute power, numbers were nothing but chickens and dogs!

Back then, if Ye Yuan hadn't severely wounded Li Changsheng with the Dao Tribulation, even if they had sixty Saintly Sovereigns, even eighty would have been useless!

Now, Ye Yuan's sword strike was enough to ignore numbers!

This show of force was truly overwhelming!

Ye Yuan tossed the sword back to Luo Yunqing and said to Dao Yun and the others with a smile, "Anyone else want to go down and play? I don't know how much my sword qi differs from Zhuo Bufan's. I hope someone can help me appraise it."

At these words, everyone changed color.

What was this about again?

Seeing no one speak, Ye Yuan smiled again, "It's just a game! If any of you can break into the rift, our past grievances are wiped clean. How about it?"

Dao Yun's face darkened. "Are you serious?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "I always keep my word."

Dao Yun swept his gaze and looked at one of the Saintly Sovereigns. "Ming Yi, you go!"

Ming Yi's face changed drastically. "Why me?"

Dao Yun sneered, "Because you're the weakest! Unless you want to try fighting us!"

Ming Yi Saint Sovereign was a Saintly Sovereign from a major sect, but he was only a lower-level Saintly Sovereign, the weakest.

He looked at the other Saintly Sovereigns and found that Tian Lu and the others seemed to agree.

He had no choice!

Ming Yi gritted his teeth. "Fine!"

With that, he leaped forward and charged in.

As soon as he entered the range of the sword qi, Ming Yi sensed something was wrong.

The sword qi was too sharp!

The sword qi surging from all directions was almost impossible for him to withstand!

And this was still thousands of zhang from the rift!

Still, he was a Saintly Sovereign after all. He unleashed his full strength and forcefully repelled the sword qi.

Ming Yi went all out, madly charging toward the rift.

Pfft!

Soon, Ming Yi was shredded by countless sword qi!

Dao Yun and Bull Demon exchanged glances, their faces pale.

This sword qi seemed unusual!

No matter how weak Ming Yi was, he was still a Saintly Sovereign!

Even if he couldn't get through, he shouldn't have been killed at such a distance, right?

Just now, Ming Yi had only advanced two thousand zhang before being slain.

From outside, they couldn't feel the sharpness of the sword qi at all.

But they weren't fools. The power of Ye Yuan's sword qi was far greater than Zhuo Bufan's!

How did this guy do it?

"Heh, it seems Ming Yi Saint Sovereign's strength is somewhat lacking! Brother Dao Yun, are you interested in going down for a round? I think with your strength, you could probably make it into the rift," Ye Yuan said, looking at Dao Yun Saint Sovereign with a smile.

Dao Yun's face changed drastically!

Could he really be that much stronger than Ming Yi over two thousand zhang?

He wasn't sure!

If he went in, getting out would be difficult!

Suddenly, Dao Yun fell to his knees with a thud before Ye Yuan, crying, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I was wrong! Please... please spare my worthless life!"