Chapter 504 - 514: Spear Technique

Cai Tianyuan’s gaze grew icy. His body slowly levitated into the air as spiraling streams of Primordial Qi emanated from within him, forming tangible ripples that spread outward.

When the Spiral Law of the Cyan Profound Destruction Dao was unleashed upon his Primordial Qi, its might instantly multiplied.

"Phantom Shadow Gun Technique!"

His yellow-hued spear pointed straight down, surging forth like a furious yellow dragon, while countless sharp afterimages seemed to erupt around it, carried by the weapon’s Qi Aura.

Above Wen Qingye, it was as if a torrential downpour had begun. But this storm was formed from countless, razor-sharp lances of spear light, a sight that made one’s heart pound and body tremble in fear.

A majestic, heavenly pressure bore down on Wen Qingye, enveloping him completely.

Countless people in the crowd shook their heads and sighed inwardly. Cai Tianyuan’s spear attack carried the Spiral Law of the Cyan Profound Destruction Dao, and his cultivation was at the Destruction Ninth Heaven. The gap was simply too vast. No matter what skills Wen Qingye possessed, it would be impossible for him to resist.

Wen Qingye’s eyes watched the countless streams of spear light, swift as lightning and cascading like a waterfall. His eyes narrowed slightly. The Bladeless Heavy Sword in his hand pulsed with an air of unparalleled dominance, along with a golden radiance that soared to the heavens.

"Fifth Form of the Sword Emperor Technique! Sword Dominator of the World!"

The Bladeless Heavy Sword, wreathed in a faint golden Qi Aura, surged toward the sky-filling spear attack. In the void, it was as if a colossal sword had appeared, descending with enough force to cleave mountains.

"Such a powerful edge!" Lu Wushuang couldn’t help but murmur, watching the proudly standing figure.

He wasn’t the only one; others also sensed the incredible power of Wen Qingye’s attack, which sparked further astonished comments.

Yum Tianyang was slightly taken aback and said, "This Wen Qingye has such profound cultivation. Is he really at the Destruction Realm Sixth Layer Heaven? Why do I feel like his cultivation is on par with a Martial Artist at the Destruction Realm Eighth Layer Heaven?"

Chuu Qi also frowned and said, "It is strange. His Primordial Qi contains a trace of domineering might, and it’s a fair bit purer than the average person’s. This Wen Qingye is truly remarkable. The eleventh-ranked disciple on the Cyan Cloud List certainly has some tricks up his sleeve."

As the crowd marveled, the colossal sword in the sky and the torrent of spear afterimages finally collided.

BOOM!

Majestic Primordial Qi roared like a tumultuous ocean, thundering with a low rumble that seemed to make the entire sky tremble violently.

CLANG!

Then came a deafening clang of metal, like a clap of thunder, that boomed between heaven and earth. It echoed heavily in the ears of the crowd, as if it would shatter their eardrums, causing the blood and qi in countless onlookers to churn. Yet their eyes remained glued to the sky.

Ripples visible to the naked eye spread into the distance.

Everyone tilted their heads up, and through the hazy sky, two figures gradually became visible.

Wen Qingye was holding the Bladeless Heavy Sword with both hands, the edge of the blade pressed directly against the tip of Cai Tianyuan’s Long Spear. A wild wind whipped up, tugging at the corners of their robes.

The two of them seemed to be evenly matched!

Cai Tianyuan clenched his jaw. His right arm seemed to have swollen, and the blue veins beneath his skin twitched like writhing young dragons.

Countless people wore expressions of shock as they watched the two in the sky.

High in the sky, winds howled and clouds churned. Two figures stood in the air, their sharp gazes meeting mid-air, creating sparks. A faint, cold killing intent began to quietly spread.

The crowd stared in astonishment at Wen Qingye, who held the Bladeless Heavy Sword. The power of his previous sword strike was still vivid in their minds—a single slash that seemed capable of sundering mountains and rivers. The force behind it was so immense that even those standing dozens of yards away felt their hair stand on end and their hearts tremble.

Xia Qianhe’s brows furrowed slightly. ’This Wen Qingye truly is a genius.’

Wu Shuangying said softly from the side, "Sect Leader, rest assured. Tianyuan hasn’t unleashed his full strength yet. If he goes all out, Wen Qingye will definitely be no match for him."

Xia Qianhe nodded and said, "Tianyuan is my disciple. I am well aware of his strength."

"Hah!"

With everyone’s eyes on him, Cai Tianyuan let out a sharp cry. He thrust his long spear forward violently, then used the rebounding force to retreat four or five steps.

The Bladeless in Wen Qingye’s hands faltered for a moment, and his offensive was broken by Cai Tianyuan’s move.

"Wen Qingye, I never expected that not only is your Power Dao formidable, but your cultivation in the Sword Dao is also this incredible. But I, Cai Tianyuan, will not be defeated!" Cai Tianyuan’s eyes, glinting sharply, locked onto Wen Qingye. His voice was filled with immense confidence. Wen Qingye had his proud achievements, but he, Cai Tianyuan, the Chief Disciple of the Three Realms Sect, had his own as well.

RUMBLE!

The vast and majestic Primordial Qi behind Cai Tianyuan seemed to let out a world-shaking roar. Combined with his current expression, he resembled a primordial beast, exuding an absolute, oppressive aura.

The shaft of the yellow-hued spear radiated boundless might, while simultaneously emitting a light that shone like a thousand rays of sunset.

Cai Tianyuan raised his right arm, pointing the spear tip forward. In that instant, it was as if the spear had completely merged with his body. He was the spear, and the spear was him.

An inexplicable sense of pressure began to permeate the space between heaven and earth.

The expressions of the countless people around turned grave. Even some experts at the Life and Death Realm First Layer Heaven felt their hearts leap into their throats, for Cai Tianyuan’s attack made them feel a hint of danger.

Wen Qingye also frowned slightly. He looked at Cai Tianyuan, who was now exuding a palpable pressure, and his grip on his sword tightened.

He took a deep breath. Immediately, his eyes grew dark and profound, and his black hair began to flutter. His pupils, once like starlight, and his handsome, lively face now became as tranquil as a secluded pond, without a single ripple, as if he wouldn’t flinch even if the heavens were to fall.

The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged. The rampaging Primordial Qi ground against itself in the void, creating a thunderous roar. Cai Tianyuan’s gaze turned chillingly severe as he locked onto Wen Qingye from his high vantage point.

In the next instant, he thrust his arm forward violently. The spear, shrouded in a yellow halo, shot forward. Its tip frantically absorbed the surrounding Primordial Qi, which then clung to it, forming a spiral.

At the same time, an indifferent voice echoed across the sky.

"Demon-Caging Spear Technique!"

A vast and mighty wave of Primordial Qi pressure unfurled. Wherever the spear’s tip pointed, everything seemed to dissolve into nothingness. It was as if the entire world had closed in around Wen Qingye, pinning him in place.

Wherever the edge of the spear passed, even the void itself fractured into a dense web of cracks. The oppressive might it carried caused countless people’s faces to change drastically.

VWOOM!

The ancient spear erupted with a world-shaking hum. In the next instant, it transformed into a streak of light, tearing through the void at an indescribable speed.