In the Kunlun Grotto Heaven, the Feather Kingdom evidently retains the complete version of the "Formless Sword Scripture", only missing the part of the Heart Method that amplifies the power of the cultivation technique, which is the Heart Sword Secret Technique.

Even so, the power of the Invisible Sword Qi cannot be underestimated.

Guided by Xu Jianming, threads extended from his back and waist, finally converging in front of Ye Qingzhou's Sword Point.

Like weaving a cloth, strands of Sword Threads crisscrossed and wove into an impenetrable silver-white 'Seamless Celestial Robe'.

Buzz~

The crisscrossed Sword Threads overlapped in layers, incredibly resilient, and absorbed the force of Ye Qingzhou's attack across thousands of metal threads.

These metal threads were either rooted in the ground, wrapped around tree trunks, or bound to rocks, merging with the surroundings into one.

Using the situation to their advantage, leveraging force, Ye Qingzhou's attack only damaged the environment, unable to affect Xu Jianming.

Ting~

Dingding~

Ye Qingzhou's Sword Point tapped continuously, channels of Sword Qi emerging like raindrops, battering Xu Jianming's Seamless Celestial Robe.

All defenses have a limit; Ye Qingzhou didn't believe his opponent's defense was truly flawless. Thus, he launched a storm-like assault, intending to break the opponent's turtle shell in a single breath.

Vroom~

The metal threads tightened continuously, some even beginning to snap, as the tidal wave of Sword Qi overwhelmed the robe's endurance limit.

Whoosh~

Another Sword Point extended, entwined with both Yin and Yang Qi, embodying the Yin Yang Infinite Sword!

Crack~

Where the Seamless Celestial Robe was struck by the Sword Point, a cracking sound echoed, followed by lightning-like sparks racing through the metal threads, finally reaching Xu Jianming.

"Ah! Damn it!"

In agony, Xu Jianming's expression changed, cold sweat dripping profusely.

At this moment, Xu Jianming felt as if his entire body was wrung out like a towel, gritting his teeth so hard he almost bit through his tongue, his face paling visibly as large drops of sweat trickled down his temples.

Hah~

Xu Jianming shouted angrily, clapping his hands together, causing hundreds of metal threads to entangle, whipping upward like a tail.

This is the Super-Tier Martial Technique, Phoenix Tail!

The metal threads twisted like a phoenix's tail feathers, instantly transforming into thousands of sharp blades. Ye Qingzhou swiftly retreated, leaving a hundred-meter-long fissure in the ground.

"A dignified Grandmaster, afraid of pain like this, your Heart Method is pathetic..."

Ye Qingzhou stood a hundred meters away, with a half-smile, yet his gaze locked onto Xu Jianming, his thoughts transmitted into the latter's mind.

"Shut up!"

Xu Jianming took a deep breath, barely calming his mood.

He hailed from the Zhonghai Xu Clan, sharing the same bloodline as the Linjiang Xu Clan, but his inheritance was even more incomplete than Linjiang's. Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned his foundation on Blue Star to cling to the Feather Kingdom's royalties in Kunlun Grotto Heaven.

Previously, Xu Jianming mocked Ye Qingzhou for being embroiled in the Eight Feathers Struggle for the Throne. But wasn't he also becoming someone else's lackey and cannon fodder for the sake of completing his family's Martial Arts Secret Technique?

"How could a prodigy like you understand worldly sufferings!?"

Xu Jianming's hatred for Ye Qingzhou was baseless, fueled by envy: "Even after your cultivation and realm fell, you can still retain such battle prowess. Someone like you... deserves to die!"

With resentment-filled words, Xu Jianming stretched out his hands once more.

His gloves were specially designed, seemingly as thin as cicada wings, but actually comprised of seven layers, each meticulously woven from the rare Golden Silkworm Threads, remarkably tough, such that even famed blades couldn't cut through.

At that moment, one metal thread after another emerged on the glove's surface, joining the metal threads from the previous battle.

Within moments, the metal threads proliferated, numbering in the thousands, and continued to increase, seemingly endlessly.

Simultaneously, Xu Jianming began to transform, with eyes becoming as sharp and merciless as an eagle's, while his entire body was cloaked in Sword Qi resembling white wings.

"Forcing me to use the Feather Transformation state, Ye Qingzhou, is an achievement worth pride."

Xu Jianming stepped forward, exuding a radiant aura, emotions all severed, mind pure as a mirror without speck, resembling the presence of an immortal.

"My 'Feather Transformation' can only last twenty-seven seconds, but it's enough to kill you."

Faced with Xu Jianming's boast, Ye Qingzhou's gaze remained serene as he looked directly into Xu Jianming's eyes: "Do you think I've been playing with you for nothing? I've long wanted to witness the mysteries of the 'Feathered Immortal Scripture'. If you satisfy me, maybe you'll keep a dog's life."

Xu Jianming was instantly startled by those words.

The "Feathered Immortal Scripture" was a secret of the Feather Race, and its highest-tier cultivation techniques and techniques were known only to the King of Feather Kingdom, beyond outsiders' reach.

How did Ye Qingzhou know?

"Seems you have to die tonight!"

Xu Jianming swiftly manipulated all the threads, aiming to encase Ye Qingzhou from all directions in a cocoon, sealing his fate.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingzhou moved with a flash, rushing towards Xu Jianming.

Both transformed into shadowy figures, rapidly closing the distance.

Xu Jianming, with an eagle-like vision and a cold, ruthless killing intent.

In the Feather Transformation state, his combat power was instantly elevated to the Martial Saint level, demonstrating the "Feathered Immortal Scripture" as a profound skill capable of transforming the mundane into the miraculous.

Xu Jianming initially thought that once he entered the Feather Transformation state, he could instantly obliterate Ye Qingzhou, but after just a few exchanges, he found himself unable to prevail against Ye Qingzhou.

He immediately realized something was amiss...

"Your cultivation and realm haven't regressed at all!?"

Damn it, was he provoking a living, vibrant Martial Saint?

Xu Jianming finally comprehended the extent of his error, cursing Ye Qingzhou's ancestors all the way back, if you had shown your Mental Imagery, would I dare to attack?

Pretending to be weak to devour the strong, truly shameless!

"Wait!"

Xu Jianming suddenly spoke, seeking reconciliation.

The twenty-seven-second Feather Transformation was fleeting, and continuing to fight would lead to his demise.

But Ye Qingzhou was at an exhilarating peak, and wouldn't accept reconciliation.

With his Sword Point attacking relentlessly, Xu Jianming could only defend tirelessly, struggling to endure.

Their figures intertwined fiercely, before separating with a loud explosion, Xu Jianming retreating five or six steps before stopping.

He opened his mouth: "Wait a minute, actually we don't have..."

Whoosh~

A Sword Qi with seamless strength came swift, forcing Xu Jianming to roll away, attempting to transmit thoughts, but like a stone sinking into the sea, as Ye Qingzhou refused to respond.

The Sword Qi skimmed over the asphalt road, instantly slicing it in two.

The spreading purple arc struck Xu Jianming's feet, numbing him with a tingling sensation, causing him to grunt and his hands to tremble.

"I said! Wait..."

Slap~

A palm enlarged rapidly in Xu Jianming's vision.

This time he couldn't defend in time and was sent flying, nosebleed spraying out.

Ye Qingzhou froze in place, refraining from chasing further.

"Ah! Damn it! Why won't you listen to me!"

Xu Jianming turned pale, quickly scrambling up, wiping his nosebleed, his eyes twitching with an undeniable fury.

Observing the surrounding Sword Threads vibrating intensely, reflecting the rage rising within him.

One by one, the metal threads shot out again, reaching two hundred in total. Moreover, the once only vibrating threads were now fused with a penetrating force.

All the threads gathered into a massive spider web, their tips all pointing at Ye Qingzhou, exuding a chilling aura.

"Trying to speak nicely now that you're losing?"

Ye Qingzhou's words carried a chilling intent.

At that very moment.

"Enough, stop it, both of you."

Two graceful figures descended from the sky, calling for Ye Qingzhou and Xu Jianming to cease their battle.

Yet, in a flash, Ye Qingzhou appeared behind Xu Jianming, twisting off his head, coolly looking towards the unfamiliar armored woman: "What did you say? I couldn't hear you."