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"You laughed too early..."
Just when everyone thought Sun Zhe had been overwhelmed by the Three Thousand Sword Lights, his voice pierced through the layers of sword light, cold and clear, though not loud, it was incredibly resilient and decisive.
Upon hearing this voice, the members of Xuan Lei Sect, who had been filled with disappointment, suddenly felt a jolt of spirit, while Aoye looked on in shock at the scene.
The blue sword curtain enveloped the air, but as Sun Zhe's words rang out, a dazzling purple light bizarrely appeared in the Void, shining brilliantly like a blazing sun above the ninth level. The Purple Light flashed by, tearing through the air like paper being ripped apart. With a sound of shattering, the layers of blue light curtain were actually torn apart by this purple light from the middle.
"Rip..."
Looking up, at some point, an unimaginably massive blade of light materialized high in the Void, as if shattering the very fabric of reality, and it came crashing down towards the ground.
The enormous blade of light flashed past with an overwhelming dominance, as if nothing could withstand it. The oppressive sharpness forced everyone to retreat one after another; some weaker disciples even turned pale, seemingly unable to bear this daunting presence.
"Thunderous Roar..."
With a violent explosive sound, the massive blade of light descended directly. Not only did it instantly shatter the Azure Sword Curtain that sealed off the space, but it also cleaved a huge pit into the solid ground. Gray dust instantly rose up and filled the entire space, and the vast square fell silent once more.
"No... no... this is impossible..." Aoye's eyes widened in disbelief as he muttered to himself unconsciously, staring in terror at the scene before him.
The Three Thousand Sword Lights, a powerful Earth Rank mid-tier Martial Art, had actually been broken through by someone who was merely an Outer Sect Disciple of Xuan Lei Sect and had not yet reached the Thunder Master Realm.
"Tap"
"Tap"
"Tap"
Footsteps echoed again in the square, and through the dust, a figure in blue slowly emerged. It was Sun Zhe, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his face slightly pale, and his clothes somewhat tattered. Under the Three Thousand Sword Lights, he was not unscathed, but his eyes shone with a fierce brilliance, radiating overwhelming battle intent.
"Aren't you here to fight?"
A calm voice came from Sun Zhe as he took slow steps forward, each footfall resonating loudly in the silent square.
Watching Sun Zhe approach and hearing the steady rhythm of his footsteps, Aoye felt as if struck by lightning; with each sound, his heart trembled.
Sun Zhe seemed to merge with nature itself, reaching an extraordinary state. With every step he took, his heart beat in sync with the sound of his footsteps, creating a perfect harmony. As he continued to stride forward, his momentum surged rapidly.
The pressure grew stronger and the battle intent intensified. Sun Zhe had never reached such a state before; he felt as if he had entered a realm of ethereal clarity. Even the elusive Thunder Master Realm seemed within reach at that moment. He sensed that his combat power had peaked like never before!
"Come and fight me!"
With a thunderous shout, two terrifying beams of light shot from Sun Zhe's eyes.
"Poof..."
A mouthful of crimson essence blood was spat out, and Aoye's face turned even paler. This blood was essence blood, the vital essence of human blood—something far more significant than ordinary blood.
However, as this blood was expelled, Aoye's spirit improved significantly. The confusion and fear in his eyes vanished, and he instantly flew backward, shouting,
"Hmph! Just now I was merely caught in your battle rhythm. As long as I don't step into your domain, what can you do to me?" Standing to the side of the square, Aoye couldn't help but sneer. Yet he failed to realize that his mindset had shifted; initially aiming for victory, he now only sought to remain undefeated.
With a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, Sun Zhe coldly spoke,
"Ignorant fool!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Long Sword in Sun Zhe's hand slashed forward in an instant. Before ordinary people could react, the Long Sword had already struck dozens of times. In the blink of an eye, a row of massive Blade Shadows rushed towards Aoye. Each Blade Shadow was illusory, yet each was imbued with a strong Sword Intent.
As Sun Zhe continued his relentless strikes, the air was suddenly filled with dense Sword Qi, and the entire square radiated an oppressive Sword Intent. In that moment, those dozens of illusory Blade Shadows suddenly transformed, solidifying into purple blades of light that erupted with terrifying energy.
"From illusion to reality... no... this is the Self-Lightening from Sword Technique..." Ao Cheng, who was watching from the side, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed. He glanced deeply at Sun Zhe, and a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes. This was the first time he had shown such an expression outside of facing Fang Yuan.
"If not for someone teaching him, this child’s mastery of Sword Technique could be called monstrous. If allowed to grow unchecked, he will surely become a great enemy to our Aohumen in the future, even more terrifying than Fang Yuan is now!"
Indeed! What Sun Zhe was demonstrating was the Self-Lightening from the Four Realms of Swordsmanship. After such a long period of practice, he had completely mastered the realm of Self-Lightening. With his current peak state, this move's Sword Technique was perfectly interpreted, its power rivaling that of a Thunder Master.
Among those present, few could discern Sun Zhe's Sword Technique; at least Aoye could not see it. Although he couldn't perceive it, he was the only one present who could clearly feel the strength of this Martial Arts.
The weak and powerless blade light instantly solidified, unleashing an immeasurable Sword Intent that erupted like a cosmic explosion. A pressure that shook the soul bore down on Aoye in an instant, leaving him with no means to resist. His face changed dramatically!
He absolutely could not withstand this move!
"I'm going to die..." As the Sword Intent approached and despair filled Aoye's heart, a green figure suddenly flickered out from Aohumen. Without any visible movement, he instantly appeared beside Aoye, grabbing him with one hand while lightly waving the other. A green palm print materialized before them.
This person was none other than Ao Cheng, the leader of Aohumen and Aoye's father!
The green palm print swelled with wind and quickly grew to several meters in size as it pressed forward. However, when it collided with the dozens of threatening blades from the Thunder Master level expert, they immediately shattered like eggs against stone without causing any ripples. Yet the green palm print did not stop; with a flash of green light, it pushed directly towards Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe's expression changed dramatically; he never expected Ao Cheng to disregard his status and attack him!
“Ao Cheng, you are truly shameless!” Fang Yuan and the four elders of the Xuan Lei Sect were taken aback, and Sun Zhe's master, Li Cangyun, was furious and began to scold him. However, despite their speed, they were still slower than that massive green hand!
At this moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in Sun Zhe's heart. He knew this was definitely the most dangerous situation since his rebirth. Ao Cheng was at least a Thunder Sovereign level expert; even a casual strike from him could rival the full power of a Thunder Master.
“If my son can't do it, then I'll step up. Aohumen, if I, Sun Zhe, do not die today, I will avenge this grudge!”
With a fierce roar, Sun Zhe's fighting spirit surged once again. His black hair danced wildly in the wind as violent Thunder Spirit Power surged forth, directly pouring into his Long Sword. Purple arcs of electricity immediately manifested from the Blade, and due to the ferocity of the lightning, the entire Long Sword began to crack with several fissures, on the verge of collapse.
“Slash!”
With a single word shouted, Sun Zhe unleashed all his fighting intent. The raging Sword Intent accompanied the descent of the Long Sword. As the Long Sword shattered, an illusory Blade Shadow resembling a solid form appeared above Sun Zhe. The Blade Shadow displayed clear patterns and emitted a shocking aura of Kuangba. Without hesitation, it slashed toward that massive green hand.
One was a casual strike from a Thunder Lord Level expert, and the other was the strongest slash from a Thunder Peak expert; there was no surprise when they collided instantly!
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The entire plaza erupted with a thunderous roar akin to the earth splitting apart. A pit several meters wide appeared on the flat ground, and the central viewing platform collapsed in an instant. The whole plaza turned into ruins; such immense destructive power rivaled that of battles between Thunder Lord Level experts.
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