What kind of terrifying swordsmanship is this?

Even after activating the Kui Bull Overlord Body, Ancestor Batian, with his God Lord Realm Ninth level cultivation base, was still killed by a single sword strike. His Primordial Spirit didn't even manage to escape. This is truly terrifying.

The red-robed elder's heart pounded as if it would leap out of his chest. He trembled, his entire body utterly ice-cold, as if death itself had descended upon him. In his entire life, he had never encountered such a terrifying opponent. To slaughter a God Lord Realm Ninth level expert as easily as a dog, while only at the God Monarch Realm fifth layer! Such terrifying swordsmanship has already transcended the ordinary, reaching the pinnacle of perfection! The moment the flesh was split open, the Primordial Spirit was simultaneously slain. Ancestor Batian, whose might shook the entire Daluo Region, had fallen just like that.

The red-robed elder's legs trembled ceaselessly. He desperately wanted to flee, but he knew there was absolutely no chance of escape.

Ye Yun sheathed his sword and looked at the red-robed elder with an indifferent expression.

"For those who dare to provoke me, I never show mercy."

A heaven-shocking sword light suddenly appeared in the void.

The red-robed elder widened his eyes, watching as a thin sword light landed between his brows, and then his entire body abruptly split into two.

SPLAT!

Blood sprayed out violently, dyeing the void before him crimson.

The two halves of his body remained standing rigidly on the ground, not toppling over.

Killing the red-robed elder was even more satisfying for Ye Yun, because the red-robed elder had no opportunity to resist whatsoever.

At this moment, after staring at Ye Yun for several seconds, the two standing halves of the red-robed elder's body crashed to the ground with a thud. Ye Yun had killed him even faster than Ancestor Batian. Thus, the red-robed elder had managed to draw one last breath, allowing his bisected body to remain standing for a few more seconds.

In the moment before his death, the red-robed elder was filled with extreme regret. He should never have agreed to Ancestor Batian's request to go to the Jianyun Sect. They had only just arrived when they encountered this terrifying Sword Cultivator, and now both their lives were forfeit at the Jianyun Sect. What was even more laughable was that the Formation he had laid to conceal their auras seemed to have been prepared for himself; even if they died here in this ninth courtyard, it was unlikely anyone would ever find out.

Ye Yun casually reached out his hand, and the two men's storage rings, along with Ancestor Batian's two Black Hammers, were collected by him. The two storage rings combined contained an astonishing sum of over one hundred billion Spirit Stones.

This was a pleasant surprise for Ye Yun. Two God Lord Realm Ninth level experts from the Divine Land were indeed wealthy. These Spirit Stones, if given to the Dragon God Sect, would be enough for those juniors to cultivate for a very, very long time.

Activating the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye, both bodies and the blood on the ground turned into particles, dissipating into the heavens and earth. Ye Yun waved his hand again, and the ground was restored to normal. Everything in the courtyard was restored, as if nothing had happened. Finally, Ye Yun also collected the large aura-concealing Formation outside and placed it into his storage.

After all of this was done, Ye Yun returned to his room and started cultivating again.

No one could have imagined that two distinguished God Lord Realm Ninth level great Cultivators would perish so silently at the Jianyun Sect. Even the Sword Sovereign, the one with the highest cultivation base in the Jianyun Sect, hadn't noticed a thing. Who could have thought that two God Lord Realm Ninth level Cultivators would be eliminated without even surviving a single blow?

"The Master is truly too strong," After witnessing the events outside with his Divine Sense, the shock in the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon's heart was beyond description. Throughout their journey, the Master had continually shattered his understanding with his formidable strength. Previously, it was opponents at the Seventh Realm of God King. Now, even an expert at the God Lord Realm Ninth level couldn't withstand a single sword strike from the Master. The Master's various incredible Divine Skills and swordsmanship were truly eye-opening for him.

After a long while, the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon finally recovered from his shock. He gave a wry smile, returned to his bed, sat cross-legged, and resumed his cultivation.

「One day passed quickly.」

The next day arrived. The Jianyun Sect's Sky Offering Ceremony was about to begin. Early in the morning, Ye Yun, accompanied by the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon, headed to the summit of the Jianyun Sect's Main Peak.

At the summit of the Main Peak was a vast platform, already crowded with Cultivators from the various powers of the Daluo Region. Most were at the Divine Monarch Realm, with a few at the True God Realm Tenth Layer Peak. As for the True God Realm Cultivators, they were all arranged halfway up the mountain. There was no other way; too many Cultivators had arrived this time. It was overcrowded, far exceeding the Jianyun Sect's capacity.

The major powers of the Daluo Region had come for two reasons: firstly, to show goodwill to the Sword Sovereign, and secondly, to witness the Sword Sovereign's duel against the mysterious Cultivator. A battle between experts at the Half-step Divine Venerate Realm was exceedingly rare in the entire Daluo Region. Witnessing such a duel held immense benefits for one's own cultivation and comprehension of the Sword Dao.

Ye Yun stood in an inconspicuous corner of the square, his hands clasped behind his back, waiting quietly. Many Cultivators on the square wore expressions of extreme excitement, finding it difficult to suppress their inner agitation.

Although Ye Yun maintained a low profile, many people still recognized him. After all, Wang Teng, the Sect Master of the Hegemon Sect, who was quite famous in the Daluo Region, had been slain by this youth with a single sword strike. This demonstrated the terrifying level of the white-robed youth's swordsmanship.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist," a middle-aged man dressed in black said with a smile as he walked up to Ye Yun, clasping his fists. "I, too, am an enthusiast of the Sword Dao and hope for an opportunity to exchange insights with you."

Ye Yun smiled faintly and shook his head. "I am very busy and have no time to exchange pointers with anyone. Please leave."

He had no leisure to discuss the Sword Dao with others; it was purely a waste of time.

Upon hearing Ye Yun's words, the middle-aged man's face turned ashen. He felt as if a persimmon was stuck in his throat, an extremely uncomfortable sensation. He hadn't expected this white-robed youth to be so arrogant, not giving him any face at all. One must understand, he was an Eighth layer of God Monarch realm Sword Cultivator! He was also renowned in the Daluo Region.

Seeing the middle-aged man's awkward expression, Ye Yun chuckled and added, "I am not from the Daluo Region. After the Sky Offering Ceremony, I will be leaving this place."

"Since that is the case, I apologize for the disturbance." The middle-aged man paused, stunned for a moment. He then clasped his fists, turned, and departed decisively.

With the middle-aged man setting an example, no one else came over to invite a rebuff. Ye Yun thus enjoyed some peace and quiet.

"Young Master Ye, I didn't expect you to be here!" A familiar female voice drifted over.

Ye Yun turned his head and saw Ye Wei approaching with the middle-aged man at the Seventh Realm of God King.

Ye Yun felt a headache coming on. This Ye Wei, she's truly like a persistent shadow!

However, out of consideration for the Jinyu Auction House's good reputation, Ye Yun still held them in some regard and didn't drive the two away. Fortunately, Ye Wei was tactful enough. After approaching Ye Yun, she simply stood respectfully nearby and didn't say much.

Ye Yun scanned his surroundings, searching the crowd in the square for any sign of Nangong Jade. His gaze swept over all the Divine Monarch Realm Cultivators in the square, but he didn't find Nangong Jade.

"Could she possibly be among that group of True Gods?" Ye Yun wondered, his heart skipping a beat. He immediately released his Divine Sense, sweeping it towards the area halfway up the mountain where the True God Realm cultivators were gathered. This scan, however, left Ye Yun even more disappointed. There was still no sign of Nangong Jade.

At that very moment,

DANG! DANG! DANG!

Suddenly, the ethereal and resounding toll of a bell echoed. Immediately after, a woman's voice drifted across the entire Jianyun Sect.

"The Sky Offering Ceremony officially begins!"

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