Seeing the sword slowly taking shape in the Yin-Yang Sect Master’s hand, Tian Fan just wanted to rush up and bite him. He simply couldn’t understand—how could the dignified Yin-Yang Sword be given to someone who was only at the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm? So it turned out that d*mn thing was just a replica!
“D*mn it, even a replica can look this real? And the materials… D*mn, that’s ridiculously extravagant!”
Tian Fan muttered under his breath. A magnificent divine sword suddenly appeared in his hand—it looked exactly the same as the one in the Yin-Yang Sect Master’s grasp.
An identical Yin-Yang Divine Sword appeared in the Yin-Yang Sect Master’s hand. The blade didn’t emit any energy at all—it looked no different from a mundane knife—but Tian Fan could feel that what the Sect Master was holding didn’t seem like a weapon at all. It felt more like a terrifying ancient beast.
“Old Man Yin-Yang, can you not fight me? I really don’t want to hurt you.”
Zi Ying looked up with her small head and spoke seriously. The little colorfully striped tiger on her shoulder acted surprisingly human-like, nodding its furry little head as if in agreement. Tian Fan immediately grabbed it, only to get bitten in return.
Everyone was speechless. This girl was calling a cultivator who had lived for hundreds of years “old man” left and right without feeling awkward at all—and she even shouted about not wanting to hurt him.
“Get out of the way!”
The Yin-Yang Sect Master’s eyes turned icy cold as he let out a thunderous shout, echoing through the void like a bolt of lightning.
“No!”
Zi Ying pouted and stood in front of Tian Fan without the slightest hint of fear.
“Then don’t blame me!”
The Yin-Yang Sect Master shouted again and swung his Yin-Yang Sword. There was no terrifying divine energy ripple from the strike, but Tian Fan felt a chill down his spine. The Xiao Hua in his hand had all its fur standing on end and instantly leapt into his arms, revealing only its fluffy little head.
“D*mn!”
Tian Fan really wanted to yank it out right then.
Boom!
Above Zi Ying’s head, a golden divine light shot into the sky. A golden divine plate floated gently above her head, slowly rotating, releasing strands of golden light that formed a protective barrier around the two of them.
“Hehe, good thing I secretly kept this last time. Hehe…”
Zi Ying whispered, making Tian Fan feel helpless. That girl had definitely stolen the Immortal Ascension treasure that the Shangguan brothers brought to capture her last time. Poor Shangguan brothers. Tian Fan silently mourned for them, already picturing them being scolded to death by the ancient relic of their family.
“What powerful energy… That’s…”
“Immortal…Ascension.. aura…”
The moment the divine plate appeared, the oppressive force of the Immortal Ascension realm spread out in all directions, weighing down on countless cultivators’ chests, making it hard to even speak.
The Yin-Yang Sect Master said coldly, “Little girl, I didn’t expect you to carry a treasure refined by someone from the Immortal Ascension realm. Fine, let me see if you can withstand the Yin-Yang Sword in my hand and protect that little beast!”
“You D*mn old fart! You’re the beast! Your whole family are beasts!”
Zi Ying shot back without backing down, fuming as she raised a palm toward the Yin-Yang Sect Master above. A stream of unmatched purple divine light streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
“Hmph…”
The Yin-Yang Sect Master snorted coldly and struck downward with a palm of his own. The pitch-black divine light formed a massive five-fingered palm that came crashing down.
Boom!
It was a Primordial Unity Realm showdown. The heavens and the earth trembled. With the two of them at the center, everything within three miles was obliterated—stones shattered, trees snapped, and the surroundings became barren in an instant.
Behind them, Tian Fan felt waves of dread in his heart and sighed inwardly, “Such a gap in cultivation levels brings with it an equally vast difference in divine power. Who knows when I’ll be able to step into the Primordial Unity Realm and reach the Immortal Ascension realm that every cultivator dreams of?”
Hiss…
Everyone gasped. The two had only lightly exchanged a single palm strike, yet everything within a three-mile radius was completely destroyed. What kind of terrifying power was this? No wonder the Immortal Ascension experts of the Divine Martial Continent rarely made a move. If even a Primordial Unity Realm battle looked like this, then when those of the Immortal Ascension realm fought, it would truly be heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, and devastating to all living beings.
That strike ended in a draw, and the next moment, as if responding to an unseen signal, both of them shot forward. Their figures clashed repeatedly in the air like phantoms. Divine power surged, fierce winds roared, and the land beneath them was instantly shaved down another layer. Their shadows filled the entire sky and earth—their speed was absolutely astonishing.
The golden divine plate remained behind, quietly hovering above Tian Fan’s head. As he looked up at the two battling in the sky, worry filled his heart for Zi Ying. But he also knew—he couldn’t possibly interfere in a battle like this.
Whoosh…
As Tian Fan walked out from the battlefield, many people instantly backed away, clearing a massive space around him. Tian Fan was a bit dumbfounded—why did it feel like he was some kind of demon king that everyone feared?
If those people knew what he was thinking right now, they’d probably be speechless. Putting aside how he had just ruthlessly slain three peak Cloud Heaven experts, the guy was currently wearing a Return-to-Immortal treasure—who could possibly handle that?
Boom!
With the final palm strike thrown, both figures were forced back. The Yin-Yang Sect Master wore a look of complete shock. He hadn’t expected that a young girl of only nineteen could possess such profound cultivation—it wasn’t the least bit inferior to what he’d achieved after hundreds of years of bitter training.
Seeing that Zi Ying’s face wasn’t even flushed and she wasn’t panting, Tian Fan was secretly amazed. Just how powerful was this little girl? Even the Yin-Yang Sect Master couldn’t do anything to her.
“Well, old man, didn’t I say I wouldn’t let you hurt Little Tian Tian? You might as well go back.”
“Impossible! Not even your father could stop me today!”
Zi Ying’s pretty face changed slightly, and she mumbled under her breath, “Forget it. Even one avatar of that old guy is enough to wipe out thousands of you.”
Hearing her words, the Yin-Yang Sect Master’s eyes turned cold. He said, “Since that’s the case, I want to see just how strong the so-called descendant of the Divine Martial Continent’s myth really is!”
Buzz…
The Yin-Yang Sect Master erupted with dazzling black radiance. The Yin-Yang Sword in his hand quivered lightly, as the energies of black and white surged forth. Thick Yin and Yang Qi rolled outward like the primordial breath from the dawn of creation. At this moment, the Yin-Yang Sect Master was like a true demon king—a real one.
“The Yin-Yang Sect Master is about to go all out, run!”
“Run now!”
Everyone’s face turned pale with fear as they scrambled to escape even farther away. Even disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect began fleeing. Anyone caught in the battle between those two would die a miserable death—not even a trace would remain.
While backing up, Tian Fan looked up at the sky, anxiety stirring in his heart. “D*mn it, this old b*stard really is tricky. He truly lives up to being the long-standing master of the Yin-Yang Sect.”
“Come, then! What dogshit myth of the Divine Martial Continent? I’ve never taken it seriously!”
The Yin-Yang Sect Master’s expression darkened further, and the pitch-black divine radiance around him intensified. It boomed like a tsunami—those were the sounds of divine power rippling.
“You crusty old thing, stop acting cocky! Today, this lady’s going to peel your skin off!”
Her black hair fluttered as Zi Ying’s entire aura transformed. Brilliant golden light surged across her entire body.
At that moment, she was like a goddess of war—radiant, sharp, and commanding pressure over the entire world…