Chapter 505 - 515: Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts

Yum Tianyang murmured, "This Spear Technique is the absolute pinnacle of the Three Realms Sect’s Martial Arts. I never thought Cai Tianyuan would be so masterful with it. He’s the Chief Disciple, all right—truly gifted."

Chuu Qi commented impassively, "This move, combined with his Cyan Profound Destruction Dao, is enough to kill an ordinary Martial Artist at the Destruction Realm Ninth Layer Heaven. Wen Qingye’s odds don’t look good."

When it came to Wen Qingye, he remained neutral. He wouldn’t help him, but he wouldn’t suppress him either. His only concern was the interests of the Sect.

At this sight, the eyes of Liu Mingliang and Wu Shuangying lit up. It was as if they could already see Wen Qingye’s gruesome death, and they were filled with ecstatic delight.

A wave of whispers rippled through the crowd in the face of Cai Tianyuan’s terrifying assault. Many Elders from the three sects wore expressions of awe, clearly shaken that Cai Tianyuan had immediately unleashed an Emperor-level Peak Martial Arts.

After all, Emperor-level Peak Martial Arts were not something that even the Elders of the Three Realms Sect and the Flowing Cloud Sect could learn easily.

’Emperor-level Peak Martial Arts?’

Wen Qingye’s dark eyes calmly watched the overwhelming spear point approach, his heart as placid as Still Water, betraying not the slightest ripple of emotion.

’Just Emperor-Grade Martial Arts? Fine, then I’ll let you all see what a Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts looks like.’

VMMMM!

The Bladeless Heavy Sword swung out in a flat arc across the horizon, emitting a thunderous roar. In that instant, countless chilling currents surged forth, seeming to freeze the very air.

Cold!

An endless, biting cold!

The Bladeless Heavy Sword was wreathed in a billowing, cold light that seemed to freeze even the surrounding Primordial Qi.

The cold was so intense that the very breath of the onlookers instantly turned to white mist.

With another fierce swing of the Bladeless Heavy Sword, the azure light upon it surged, and even the clouds above began to churn, scattering in all directions.

"Cold Ice Sword Technique, First Sword—Cold Rainfall!"

The Bladeless Heavy Sword crashed down toward the massive spear. It was as if countless frigid currents had erupted in the sky, all converging and surging forward with the heavy sword in the next instant.

A sharp glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s eyes as the force behind his strike grew even more profound. He had fully unleashed the Vibration Law, and concealed within the countless icy currents, four streams of Dark Force shot toward Cai Tianyuan.

"A Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts!?"

The crowd was aghast, their faces paling as they stared at Wen Qingye in utter disbelief.

He actually knew a Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts! The entire Celestial Profound Sect possessed only four such techniques, and the one Wen Qingye was currently displaying was not among them.

Countless people stared up at the sky, watching the yellow and blue lights slam into one another. The two attacks were like a pair of meteorites falling from the heavens, carrying waves of destructive power as they viciously collided.

Everyone held their breath, desperate to see who would prove more formidable in this exchange.

As countless experts watched with bated breath, the two terrifyingly powerful attacks streaked across the sky like meteors and finally, catastrophically, collided.

BOOM!

The instant they struck, a world-shaking explosion rang out. A supremely violent storm of Primordial Qi formed in a flash, sweeping outward with terrifying force. Everything within a thousand-foot radius was engulfed by the raging tempest.

Many of the less cultivated martial artists couldn’t withstand the shockwave and were forced to retreat. Even some of the Celestial Profound Sect disciples at the Destruction Realm Eighth and Ninth Layer Heaven looked on with grim expressions.

They knew that even going all out, they would struggle to produce such power. Yet here it was, a feat accomplished by a pair of fighters at the Destruction Realm Sixth and Ninth Layer Heaven.

They weren’t surprised by the latter; after all, Cai Tianyuan was the Chief Disciple of the Three Realms Sect and had been famous for years. But for Wen Qingye to do this with a cultivation of only Destruction Realm Sixth Layer Heaven...

And as these thoughts flashed through countless minds, the two massive beams of light in the sky continued their frenzied clash.

CLANG!

Spear and sword collided once more, pressing hard against each other until, suddenly, all movement seemed to cease.

In the next moment, Wen Qingye shot backward, not stopping until he was dozens of yards away. His face was pale, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

WHOA!

The crowd was in an uproar. ’Is it over? Has the victor been decided?’

"PFFT—"

Abruptly, Cai Tianyuan’s expression changed as he stood in mid-air. He spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, after which a bit of color returned to his face.

’Dark Force?’ Cai Tianyuan stared at the distant Wen Qingye, shocked. ’My internal organs were just assaulted by four streams of Dark Force. If I hadn’t reacted in time, they would have been shattered, and I’d be dead right now.’

But even so, the four streams of Dark Force had left him grievously injured internally.

Yum Tianyang nodded. "It seems Wen Qingye wasn’t just posturing when he accepted this life-and-death duel."

Wu Shuangying snorted coldly. "Hmph. Does a little bit of talent give him the right to be so arrogant?"

"Zhilin, for your disciple to possess a Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts... that truly exceeds my expectations," Ji Hai remarked with a sigh, his gaze fixed on the scene ahead.

Zhang Zhilin nodded and sighed. "I feel the same. To be honest, we are master and apprentice in name only. I haven’t taught him a single thing, and I had no idea about the true extent of his strength. The speed of his growth is astonishing... It’s just, the problem with his meridians..."

Ji Hai also sighed softly and fell silent.

A grave expression slowly formed on Xia Qianhe’s face, and a sliver of worry appeared in his heart.

’Wen Qingye has gotten this strong already?’ Huang Zishan’s mind was reeling. ’Not long ago, his strength wasn’t that different from mine, but now... now it seems I couldn’t even last half a move against him. Just how long has it been?’

Lu Wushuang watched Wen Qingye and nodded. "He was ranked eleventh on the Cyan Cloud List. It seems that reputation was well-earned."

Chu Bufan had fallen silent. To fight a Destruction Realm Ninth Layer Heaven opponent while only at the Sixth Layer Heaven... With strength like this, who would dare say Wen Qingye wasn’t worth taking seriously?

With a grim expression, Mingkong thought to himself, ’To execute a Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts with such finesse... Wen Qingye’s talent for Martial Arts is just as the rumors say—unbelievably profound.’

Seeing Cai Tianyuan spit blood, a sharp glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s eyes. He drifted forward, rushing toward his opponent. He gripped his Bladeless Heavy Sword and swung it down with immense force.

Though it was a sword, the Sword Force behind it carried the weight of a mountain.

Even Cai Tianyuan felt a chill at this ferocious, overbearing power. But he was no fledgling disciple. He immediately clenched his fist, and a vast tide of Primordial Qi swept out from his palm.

"Vast Origin Shield!"