Chapter 753: Formiddable Ye Wuhen

"In that case, let me see your true strength in this battle."

Ye Wuhen was dressed in white robes, and his whole body exuded an aloof aura.

A powerful battle intent burst from his eyes, swirling like something tangible as it rose into the sky.

"As you wish."

Jiang Haobai smiled faintly.

He took one step forward, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

Overwhelming true essence energy erupted from within his body. At this moment, the aura he displayed was actually not inferior to that of a powerhouse at the 1st level of Spirit Manifestation Realm.

"Qi of heaven and earth, condense into my sword."

He shouted sharply.

The heaven and earth spiritual qi suddenly became turbulent, quickly gathering toward him and forming a long sword dozens of feet long.

With a wave of his hand, the long sword condensed from heaven and earth spiritual qi fell into his palm.

"Slash."

Then, he fiercely slashed down toward Ye Wuhen with a single sword.

"What a powerful sword strike."

At this moment, the same thought arose in everyone’s heart.

Jiang Haobai’s sword strike was truly terrifying.

Even though they were not its target, the spectators could not help feeling a chill run down their spines.

They involuntarily imagined themselves in Ye Wuhen’s position and were horrified to realize that if they were standing on the stage, not only would they be unable to block that strike, but they would not even have the courage to try.

"Well met."

Facing such a formidable sword strike, Ye Wuhen showed not a trace of fear.

A flash of excitement appeared in his eyes, and his battle intent grew even stronger.

In this regard, he was quite similar to Li Yun.

The stronger the opponent, the stronger his battle intent became.

This was an essential quality for a powerful swordsman.

"Frost Blanketing Ten Thousand Li Sword."

With a long cry, the snow-white precious sword in Ye Wuhen’s hand emitted brilliant white radiance.

The light spread for a hundred zhang, and biting cold filled the air. In an instant, the entire stage became covered in a thick layer of frost.

His pure white sword seemed to have been frozen, pulsing with bone-chilling cold.

With one swing, endless frigid air surged forward, clashing against the Sword Qi formed by converged heaven and earth origin qi.

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed.

The ground of the entire stage cracked open with a rumbling sound.

Terrifying power spilled outward. If the sect elder had not instantly exerted his power to envelop the stage, it would have shattered completely.

Even so, the cultivators closer to the stage all grunted, their faces turning deathly pale.

Those with weaker cultivation even spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Good. Very good."

Jiang Haobai suddenly burst into laughter. "I never thought that before leaving the outer sect, I, Jiang Haobai, would encounter such a formidable opponent. Since that is the case, to show you my respect, the next sword strike will be my strongest."

"Five Qi Transforming Origin Sword."

The aura around his body surged once again.

The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual qi churned violently.

Floating in mid-air, he stretched out his hand, and boundless origin qi converged into his palm, forming five incredibly sharp strands of Sword Qi.

The five strands of Sword Qi lined up straight.

Each one was filled with terrifying destructive power.

With a wave of his hand, these five strands of Sword Qi blasted toward Ye Wuhen.

"My heavens."

"Jiang Haobai’s true strength has actually reached such a level."

At this moment, the expressions of many cultivators changed, especially those of the veteran elite disciples. Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

In their impression, Jiang Haobai was stronger than them, but only by a limited margin.

They had never expected his true strength to be this terrifying.

This level of strength was already completely on par with a cultivator at the 1st level of Spirit Manifestation Realm.

"Extreme Frost Sword."

Facing this strike, Ye Wuhen’s expression turned solemn.

Yet the battle intent in his eyes grew even more intense, like a peerless precious sword drawn from its sheath.

Word by word, he uttered five syllables.

An incomparably icy aura spread out. His eyebrows were covered by a thick layer of frost, turning pure white. The cold rapidly spread, instantly enveloping his entire body.

He resembled a god of frost and ice, gripping his snow-white sword.

With one swing, the entire stage was filled with intense cold, as if forming a world of ice and snow.

Puff!

Suddenly, both Ye Wuhen and Jiang Haobai spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, Jiang Haobai’s figure was violently sent flying backward, directly out of the stage.

As for Ye Wuhen, although his face was pale and his body swayed unsteadily, he remained standing on the stage.

Clearly, he was the victor of this battle.

"Ye Wuhen actually won."

"Jiang Haobai’s strength was already monstrous, yet Ye Wuhen could still defeat him. Unbelievable. This is truly unbelievable."

This scene left everyone in disbelief.

At the same 9th level of Heavenly Core Realm, Jiang Haobai was already strong enough to make others despair, yet Ye Wuhen was even stronger.

Moreover, Jiang Haobai’s strength was built upon more than a decade of suppression, which was somewhat understandable.

But Ye Wuhen’s strength was simply incomprehensible.

"He is indeed very strong."

Li Yun’s expression remained calm.

It had to be said that Ye Wuhen’s strength was truly formidable.

"As expected of one of the Five Supreme Factions of the Central Continent. It certainly has not disappointed me."

But Ye Wuhen’s strength only caused an even more intense light to shine in Li Yun’s eyes.

With his current strength, Li Yun could naturally dominate these cultivators, but he was not satisfied with only dominating them.

His gaze was fixed on the entire sect and the entire Central Continent.

Geniuses at this level would become common in this place, and just thinking about fighting such geniuses in the future made his blood heat with excitement.

At the same time, in a place far away from the arena, deep within a great hall, five powerful figures sat in a circle.

The one seated in the center was none other than Mo Qingyuan, one of the vice peak masters of Sword Peak.

The four people beside him were the four strongest elders of Sword Peak.

Aside from the peak master and the two vice peak masters, these four held the greatest authority in all of Sword Peak.

"Xiantian Stage thirty percent Sword Intent, and he has touched upon a trace of the rules of the Frost Dao. This Ye Wuhen is quite good."

One of the old men, Elder Lu Ming, suddenly spoke.

His gaze looked into the distance, revealing a trace of appreciation. "I never expected the outer sect to be hiding such a talented genius. But then again, why was such a talent merely an ordinary disciple before and not an elite disciple?"