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"Go!"
As the enormous shadow of the Great Hand of Suppression loomed above, ready to crush down, Lian Jun gripped his giant sword and let out a low, rumbling roar. His spiritual energy surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly channeling into the sword in his hands.
The giant sword erupted with an incredibly bright Sword Light, shooting up into the sky with a single strike that pierced the heavens.
Facing Ye Fan's descending palm, even Lian Jun, at the Initial Stage of God Slaying in his cultivation, did not dare to underestimate it.
He unleashed seventy percent of his strength in this blow.
"Boom!"
A tremendous sound echoed as the sword energy soared into the sky, radiating brilliance.
The massive shadow of Ye Fan's palm was instantly torn apart by this strike, and he was forced back several dozen steps in the void by the explosive force of the sword energy before finally stabilizing himself.
In contrast, Lian Jun remained rooted in place, gripping his giant sword without moving an inch.
The power of the sword energy and the force of the palm strike converged around Ye Fan and Lian Jun, creating a devastating energy storm.
Surrounding Ye Fan was the Domain of the Origin Sky, which blocked all chaotic energies from entering.
Lian Jun was also enveloped by a faint layer of spiritual energy that protected him. He looked at the retreating Ye Fan with a somewhat indifferent gaze.
Although this strike had pushed Ye Fan back, it had consumed seventy percent of his strength and was not as effortless as he had imagined.
However, Ye Fan was merely at the Mid Stage of Great Achievement in his cultivation, so although Lian Jun had won, his expression was still somewhat grim.
"Well, you truly have opened my eyes! I never expected that someone at the Great Accomplishment Period of cultivation could unleash such powerful combat strength!"
Suddenly, the booming voice of the Ancestor from Qilin Temple echoed as he looked at Ye Fan, his admiration evident in his eyes.
"This palm strike is nothing short of stunning."
The leader of the Ninefold Celestial Gate, Baili Qinghong, along with other powerful figures, turned their gazes toward Ye Fan, also expressing their admiration.
Especially White Jade Dragon Sovereign and Nangong Xuandie, who were utterly astonished when they saw Ye Fan manage to clash against Lian Jun's sword with just his palm.
They knew Ye Fan was strong, but they had not anticipated that his strength had reached such a formidable level.
He was actually able to compete with a God-Slaying Stage expert!
Did this mean that Ye Fan was nearly catching up to them?
"Huh..."
Yu Qingfeng's thoughts were complicated. White Jade Dragon Sovereign and Nangong Xuandie exchanged glances, both feeling the shock in each other's hearts.
However, despite their status as absolute overlords in the million-mile radius outside Overseas Immortal Island, they were still insignificant in front of these superiors from the Inner Domain; they didn't even have a say.
As for why they still held an Ascension Token, only the big shots of the Inner Domain knew what they were thinking.
However, for the White Jade Dragon Sovereign and Nangong Xuandie, as long as they could enter the Celestial Palace of the Sky, nothing else mattered to them.
Even a mere hint of opportunity from the Immortal Cave could be immensely beneficial to them.
Jin Shan remained indifferent, not expecting that Ye Fan, merely at the Great Accomplishment Period of Cultivation, could be so powerful.
He glanced over at the Wanjin Dragon Emperor and asked, "Azure Dragon Emperor, has Lian Jun made a move? Is it feasible?"
What Jin Shan was inquiring about was whether Ye Fan was qualified enough.
The Wanjin Dragon Emperor nodded lightly, his tone cold. "Let him come back."
"Understood." Jin Shan nodded and then addressed Lian Jun. "Lian Jun, you should return for now."
"Yes, Sect Master." Lian Jun cast a deep glance at Ye Fan before preparing to retreat back to the Suspended King Sword Sect's ranks.
Wuma Changkong shot a fierce glare at Jin Shan.
So what if he was at the God-Slaying Stage?
Although his son-in-law was young, his strength was not to be underestimated. It wouldn't be long before he could easily crush this disciple at the Initial Stage of God-Slaying with a single slap.
However, just as Lian Jun was sheathing his sword and preparing to turn around, Ye Fan's voice came through: "Wait!"
Lian Jun frowned slightly and stopped in his tracks, looking at Ye Fan. "Do you have something to say?"
With a smile, Ye Fan replied, "As the saying goes, it's only polite to return a favor. Since you have given me a sword, I will return the gesture with a palm strike! How about that?"
Lian Jun had not used his full strength, and neither had Ye Fan.
Thus, Ye Fan wanted to unleash his full power to see just how strong he truly was and whether he could genuinely contend with a formidable opponent at the Initial Stage of God Slaying.
"Return a palm strike to me?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Lian Jun's expression grew even colder. Was this an insult?
"That's right, I will return a palm strike," Ye Fan said earnestly. "And this time, I will go all out."
"What the hell... This kid actually didn't use his full strength just now?"
As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, one of the Four Ancestors from Qilin Temple couldn't help but curse out loud.
Even Baili Qinghong, Wuma Changkong, Wuma Xian'er, and the Wanjin Dragon Emperor were momentarily taken aback.
Ye Fan's gaze turned towards Lian Jun, disbelief evident in his eyes.
With a cultivation level at the Mid Stage of Great Achievement, he was facing Lian Jun, who was at the Initial Stage of God Slaying.
He had directly crossed a major realm and two minor realms.
However, from the tone of his words, it seemed he had not even exerted his full strength yet!
"Are you serious?" Wuma Xian'er couldn't help but roll her eyes and asked directly.
Ye Fan turned back with a smile and said, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
At this moment, Lian Jun's expression was extremely cold as he looked at Ye Fan and spoke in a low voice, "Do you think that by blocking one of my strikes, you can insult me?"
"No, no, no, you misunderstand." Ye Fan quickly waved his hand and said, "This is merely a matter of reciprocity; I just wanted to test my own strength."
"Test your own strength?"
Lian Jun took a deep breath, unable to control the anger rising within him. Did he really think of himself as a sharpening stone for practice?
Jin Shan noticed that the Wanjin Dragon Emperor had not spoken to stop this and cast a glance at Ye Fan. His expression turned colder as he said, "Lian Jun, since he wants to return your strike, then you should meet him with your full strength! It will help him understand what the true difference is."
"Good."
Since the challenge was issued, Lian Jun no longer held back and nodded in agreement.
In an instant, Lian Jun's aura surged like a rainbow, his clothes billowing as he drew his massive sword once more, gripping it tightly in his hand.
Before even making a move, the sword's momentum and energy were already climbing steadily.
"Come on! I want to see what you can do to send me a palm!" Lian Jun said coldly.
Ye Fan's strength was undeniable; he had to admit that. However, if he thought that alone would be enough to defeat him, he was being overly naive.
"Alright." Ye Fan nodded directly, stepping forward again. He looked at Lian Jun and reminded him, "I told you, I will use all my strength for this palm strike. I hope you take it seriously; otherwise, the consequences..."
"The consequences?" Lian Jun's aura had already reached its peak. The sword in his hand radiated an intense sword intent, creating a storm of sword energy around him. His expression was cold and disdainful as he replied, "You, with your mere Great Accomplishment Period cultivation, dare to talk about consequences in front of me at the God-Slaying Stage?"
"You should be more concerned about your own life with this strike!"
Clearly, even without Ye Fan's reminder, Lian Jun would unleash his full power with this sword.
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