Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 725 - 719: Rain Sword Formation

"I don’t think so."

Among the crowd, everyone was doubtful of Ye Xuan’s chances except for one individual—I was the exception—Xue Lingzi. Gazing at Ye Xuan and Zhai Tian, who were locked in a confrontation across the void, his eyes shone with a glint as he said, "Junior Brother Ye was only at the Fifth Grade of the Martial Venerate Realm when he secured the first place in the preliminaries of the eight major territories. Now that he has ascended to be a Holy-grade, nothing is impossible."

As his words fell, Qin Wuyan and others brightened slightly and nodded in agreement. Xue Lingzi was right; they couldn’t deny it. Ye Xuan had now advanced three whole realms since the last time they had faced him, and his current strength was unknown to anyone.

Why conclude that Ye Xuan wasn’t up to it?

Humph!

As they were speaking, Zhai Tian’s body trembled, and he let out a cold snort. A fierce aura burst forth from him; beasts roared unceasingly in the void as the sky and clouds changed color.

The pressure of the twenty-ninth spot on the Holy List was unleashed without restraint.

With his blue clothes fluttering without any wind, Ye Xuan’s aura didn’t back down at all. Like a sharp sword, he met the onslaught head-on.

Crackle and pop!

As the two auras collided, they produced a series of tremendous booms, and the space around them warped slightly. Unfortunately, the stalemate lasted only a moment. A moment later, Zhai Tian staggered backward three steps, unable to help but retreat; his chest garb was shredded a little.

Without a doubt, Ye Xuan’s sword intent was more lethal than Zhai Tian’s imposing pressure.

"How is this possible?"

Zhai Tian’s face went through several changes, looking utterly ugly. He had been so sure of himself, convinced that Ye Xuan wouldn’t stand a chance, but now he instantly realized that he could not match Ye Xuan in a battle of auras. It was like when he faced Huo Yuan—atmospherically, he was entirely at a disadvantage.

"Just as I thought," rejoiced Qin Wuyan and others, and then he discreetly conveyed a message to Ye Xuan, "Be careful of his moves. They carry soul damage."

"I know."

Ye Xuan nodded. Attacks that damaged the soul were indeed tricky for most people, but to Ye Xuan, such techniques were almost ineffectual because his soul power was exceptionally strong. Unless the soul power was a level higher than his, it would hardly hurt him.

"Take this!"

Zhai Tian roared in anger, his figure flickered, and he threw a heavy punch.

He refused to believe that some unknown junior could pose any threat to him.

This time, Zhai Tian held nothing back. He unleashed all his strength, the speed of his punch was swift, emanating vast fluctuations.

Ye Xuan’s demeanor unchanged, he stepped forward to meet the challenge, his Rain Saint Sword thrusting out.

Unlike with Qin Wuyan, who had almost no time to react to Zhai Tian’s assault and only mustered eighty percent of his strength, Ye Xuan’s steps were incredibly fast. He moved later than Zhai Tian but struck before him. Not only was he quicker, but his strikes were also far superior—the Rain Saint Sword flashed, and a cold star appeared in the void.

Swoosh!

Zhai Tian did not expect to be at a disadvantage even though he had made the first move. As his Protective True Essence was about to be pierced, he counterattacked with another punch, his True Yuan erupted from his entire body, not retreating an inch, determined to clash head-on with Ye Xuan.

His body, too, had been meticulously tempered and was much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

However, he had miscalculated.

Ye Xuan lunged with his sword and then promptly retreated a step. The edge of the fist grazed past his chest, but the overwhelming momentum of the attack didn’t harm him at all.

Clang!

Sparks flew, and a dot appeared on Zhai Tian’s shoulder where the glint of armor—not of mortal grade but likely of holy grade—shone through.

It was not surprising that Zhai Tian, a genius heavily nurtured by Emperor Xi Sect, possessed a piece of holy-grade armor.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Zhai Tian licked his lips, swallowing the blood, and said with a ferocious tone, "No wonder you are so arrogant; you do have some skills. Now I understand why Kongyin and Ling Yu died at your hands.

Facing Ye Xuan’s swift sword, he suffered a minor injury, due in part to the protection of his holy-grade armor.

That meant even he, ranked twenty-ninth on the Holy List, a young genius, was no match for Ye Xuan. He had indeed been careless, but against an unknown opponent, he should not be at a disadvantage.

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Qin Wuyan and others brightened at the sight.

"You think that’s the full extent of my strength? I admit I have underestimated you, but from now on, you won’t have any more opportunities!"

Zhai Tian rolled in the void, and a ring of light seemed to multiply around his body. This ring of light increased Zhai Tian’s momentum significantly, and an ancient character for ’heaven’ appeared on his forehead, its overwhelming presence sweeping across the wilderness.

"So this is Zhai Tian’s true strength?"

Qin Wuyan and Duanmu Yu’s expressions turned grave; a master from the Holy List was indeed extraordinary. Although Zhai Tian was ranked only twenty-ninth, his combat power was frighteningly high.

The enhanced Zhai Tian threw punches with even more domineering force; with each strike, he seemed ready to tear apart space, violently contorting the surrounding void.

However, in this distorted void, Ye Xuan’s swordplay was unaffected. Each thrust remained exceedingly precise, and the situation in their battle changed little.

"Constant dripping wears away the stone."

Ye Xuan activated the Rain Saint Sword, and at the same time, a realm of rain intent spread out. At the tip of the Rain Saint Sword, a droplet formed and flew out as Ye Xuan swung, disappearing into the void.

"This is bad!"

Zhai Tian sensed danger, his scalp tingling with the sensation. He urgently jerked his head aside, barely dodging as the droplet zipped past him, leaving a bloody mark on his forehead. Another fraction of an inch, and his skull would have been shattered by the droplet.

"Terrifying! I hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to possess the strength of those on the Holy List!"

Qin Wuyan and others felt a shiver in their hearts, especially Qin Wuyan who had intended to challenge Ye Xuan again to reclaim his honor after losing to Ye Xuan in the previous tournament. Now, it seemed that there was no point in such a contest; the gap between him and Ye Xuan had widened even more.

"This person can actually suppress Brother Zhai."

Ye Xuan’s strength astonished not only Zhai Tian but also the other young talents of Emperor Xi Sect. Zhai Tian was a prodigy of the sect, ranked twenty-ninth on the Holy List, but in front of Ye Xuan, he appeared unable to lift his head.

"Rain Sword Formation!"

Sword intent surged from Ye Xuan, and out of nowhere, a damp storm arose within the void, bringing forth a downpour that formed a sword array within the rain droplets, with Sword Qi present everywhere, flowing with the wind and moving with the rain.

"Sky Flipping Saint Fist!"

Zhai Tian bellowed, concentrating all his True Yuan into his right fist and unleashing his most powerful punch. Heaven and earth seemed to invert, the sky and clouds shifted color, space twisted and ruptured, impacting the surrounding Sword Array.

Boom!

The Sword Array burst apart, leaving a gaping hole, shattered and fragmented.

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