Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 18: One Sword Shakes the World, the Crowd Boils
"Hahaha, Brother Ye, there’s no need for tests, let’s decide the match with one move."
On the stage, Long Aotian spoke, then slowly put down his sword and shield, clasped his fists to his chest, and suddenly opened his arms, stepping out forcefully.
Crunch!
The rock beneath his foot suddenly shattered, and a terrifying Secret Power erupted from his body. Spiritual Power surged forth, forming a Spiritual Armor on his body, protecting him entirely.
At this moment, a low dragon roar seemed to emerge faintly around Long Aotian.
"It’s the Clan’s Martial Technique of the Long Family, Profound Tier Sixth Grade mastery, Dragon Protection Technique!"
"Long Aotian has actually cultivated the Dragon Protection Technique to the Realm of Minor Achievement. Truly a once-in-a-century unmatched talent."
"Ye Xiaotian is likely to be defeated."
Many cultivators from Star Moon City exclaimed in surprise, certain that Ye Xiaotian would lose.
However, even if Ye Xiaotian were to be defeated now, he’d still be admired by countless Awakeners.
The moment Long Aotian used the Dragon Protection Technique, even some Sect Elders raised their eyebrows in astonishment. This was the first Awakener to use a Martial Technique in the tournament.
Sensing the terrifying pressure from Long Aotian, Ye Xiaotian slightly squinted his eyes.
Martial Techniques are essential combat techniques for cultivators, capable of instantly boosting a cultivator’s battle power several times, releasing combat power far beyond one’s own in a short period.
Facing Long Aotian’s threat, Ye Xiaotian remained eager for battle: "Brother Long, the outcome is not yet determined."
"Oh? Really? Then let’s see what else Brother Ye can do." Having said that, Long Aotian rushed towards Ye Xiaotian, then leaped high, throwing a punch at his face: "Kill!"
The terrifying Secret Power enveloped the space, causing it to tremble violently.
Ye Xiaotian quietly observed the punch, his sword gently turning in his hand.
The next moment.
An equally terrifying power circulated around Ye Xiaotian. With a sudden lift of his gaze, his demeanor changed, and he thrust his sword at Long Aotian.
"Sword Break!"
Bang!
Accompanied by Ye Xiaotian’s soft cry, his sword moved with lightning speed, piercing through the void, striking against Long Aotian’s punch force.
A loud boom echoed across the stage as sword qi burst forth from the sword’s edge, piercing through Long Aotian’s Dragon Protection Technique defense, aiming directly at his heart.
Although the sword broke through the opponent’s Secret Power armor, it only forced Long Aotian back more than ten meters, with the sword qi exploding a few inches before his chest, not delivering a fatal blow.
Even so, Long Aotian’s face turned pale, his figure staggered, eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Ye Xiaotian.
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of cultivators in the Martial Arts Arena were taken aback, freezing in place.
"Sword Qi, it’s actually Sword Qi!"
"Oh my, so young, yet he has cultivated Sword Qi?"
"Just a month since the Martial Soul Awakening, how did he cultivate Sword Qi?"
"This child is extraordinary. Not only has he awakened a Level Nine Martial Soul, but he’s also a talent in Sword Dao."
Ye Xiaotian’s explosive sword immediately caused astonishment.
Speaking of which, just with that Sword Qi alone, Ye Xiaotian on stage already stood out among his peers. Even prodigies at Profound Spirit’s Sixth Layer would pale in comparison before him.
"If our sect can bring him in, he is sure to achieve greatness."
Many Sect Elders’ eyes gleamed with joy, already deciding to extend an olive branch to the youth on the stage.
On the stage.
After the strike, Ye Xiaotian’s Spiritual Power was nearly exhausted. However, he still managed to unleash the sword, even performing exceedingly well.
He sheathed his sword, gasping heavily, but looked towards the figure standing on that mountaintop outside the city, displaying an excited smile.
Ye Wuyuan and others also breathed heavily, filled with happiness, some even trembling. That sword should surely win the Sword Saint’s favor, right?
Yet as time passed, the figure standing on the peak outside the city remained still, even as numerous sects expressed intentions to recruit Ye Xiaotian, that figure remained unmoved.
"It can’t be, it can’t be."
Watching this, Ye Xiaotian’s initial excitement became complicated, turning to dejection, doubt, unwillingness, even slightly displeased.
Evidently, the Sword Saint was not overwhelmed by his talent, and this sword was still far from enough.
For a moment, Ye Wuyuan and the others’ expressions shifted drastically, deeply hoping that the figure would speak up to recruit Ye Xiaotian.
But unfortunately, there, it remained calm and still as water.
"Why wouldn’t the Sword Saint recruit my brother? Isn’t this enough to earn his favor? My brother’s Martial Soul is the Nine-headed Flood Dragon, highly compatible with him."
"Sword Saint, please recruit Brother Xiaotian."
Many Ye Race cultivators were deeply anxious, yet the mountaintop stayed unchanged, leaving everyone deflated and impacted.
On the stage, countless sects were already expressing willingness to have Ye Xiaotian join their sects for cultivation, with over ten first-rate sects making their stance, yet Ye Xiaotian was lost and dazed.
He only aimed to apprentice under the Sword Saint, for Dugu Nan alone could rival a super sect as the First Generation Sword Saint, epitomizing Sword Dao.
Until a certain moment.
On the eastern stands, a peerless youth accompanying an elder from Li Yang Sect turned towards the stage and loudly said: "Is the one beneath the stage Ye Xiaotian? Li Yang Sect wishes to accept you into the sect for cultivation, are you willing?"
Even the Elder from the Divine Sword Sect slightly nodded, and his follower immediately spoke: "Ye Xiaotian, the gates of the Divine Sword Sect are open to you as well."
Upon these words, waves of envy and jealousy resounded at the scene. Being noticed by two Divine Sects, Ye Race indeed produced a True Dragon.
Ye Xiaotian snapped back to reality, slowly raising his head, gazing at all sects extending olive branches to him.
Ultimately, he chose the Divine Sword Sect.
"The Sword Saint hasn’t expressed his stance, surely I haven’t performed well enough. As long as I join the Divine Sword Sect, there’s still a chance."
Thinking this way, Ye Xiaotian accepted the Divine Sword Sect’s invitation without hesitation.
"Wonderful, Brother Xiaotian got noticed by two Divine Sects and even joined the Divine Sword Sect."
"Hahaha, Brother Tian didn’t disappoint us."
Even though the Sword Saint didn’t express himself, Ye Wuyuan and others were overjoyed. Though Ye Xiaotian didn’t directly apprentice under Dugu Nan, joining the Divine Sword Sect remained a stunning honor.
The matter concerning Ye Xiaotian had finally come to a conclusion, and next, several peerless talents shone brightly, being accepted by three Divine Sects and over ten first-rate significant sects.
As the tournament progressed, the number of participants dwindled. Out of thousands, only about a dozen participants were at Profound Spirit’s Fifth Layer, seven at the Sixth Layer, and five at the Seventh Layer.
Yet for Star Moon City, this was a rare spectacle not seen in centuries. Having so many peerless talents emerge in the same year was enough to make Star Moon City renowned, nearly bringing laughter to the faces of those at the City Lord’s Mansion.
As time passed, the seventh stage of the tournament gradually came to an end.
At this moment, Ye Wuyuan and others had relaxed, for they noticed that the wastrel hadn’t stepped onto the stage, likely just here to witness the tournament’s splendor.
The tournament entered the eighth stage.
Suddenly, everyone was invigorated, like they’ve been injected with adrenaline.
As the tournament proceeded to this stage, the destinies of almost all Star Moon City’s talent Awakener had been determined, with only three yet to perform.
These three were undoubtedly the most brilliant prodigies of Star Moon City, which also meant the upcoming eighth stage would be a true contest of excellence.
The three were Nangong Mansion’s Nangong Jianchen, City Lord’s Mansion’s Shangguan Wan’Er, and Xiao Family’s Xiao Yan.
First to take the stage was Xiao Yan, clad in an azure robe, brimming with vigor, commanding history, cultivation at the Middle Stage of Profound Spirit’s Eighth Layer, with a Celestial Tier Martial Soul.
Xiao Yan’s appearance sparked excitement across the crowd.
