C321 (1/2)

Arriving here and listening to the discussions of the others, Wu Yu found out that the person ranked ninth on the Xuan Sword Immortal Board was actually the son of the Xuan Sword Region's Domain Lord, Sword Saint Dongyue.

It was probably due to the fact that this profound sword level disciple named 'Xiao Huan Mountain' was present during the conversation between Shen Xingyao and the Eastern Yue Sword Saint.

Wu Yu, on the other hand, was depressed. Previously, in the Immortal Hall of the Transcending Mortality Stage, it was the son of the Scarlet Shadow Sword Sage who obstructed his way. Now, in the Immortal Path, the person blocking his way had become the son of the East Peak Sword Sage.

Could it be that he and the sons of the Sword Saints were born to dislike each other?

He was born in the imperial clan, at least in the Eastern Wu Dynasty. His status could be considered honorable, and many commoners envied him. In terms of background, there was no limit to the universe, there was always someone stronger.

For example, on top of Chen Floating Cloud and Xiao Huan Mountain, there was also Nangong Wei.

This time, there wasn't a single woman around him. Some of them were probably his companions from the Mystic Sword Region, and they all looked at Wu Yu with unfriendly gazes.

This was especially true for Chen Yidao. When he saw Wu Yu, his eyes almost blazed. Separated by Xu Yuan, he made a gesture to wipe Wu Yu's neck with his hand.

He'd probably been cultivating hard all this time, looking for an opportunity to wash away his shame.

Wu Yu had defeated him, and all the prestige that he had built up for decades was gone in one go.

As the audience waited with excitement and anticipation for the arrival of the other protagonist, Xiao Huan Shan arrived late. The many profound sword level disciples in front of them immediately quietened down, clearing a path for the genius sword cultivator who was ranked ninth on the 'Profound Sword Immortal List'.

Wu Yu saw him at a glance. He was a tall and sturdy young man, taller and sturdier than Wu Yu. He had short hair cut short, and he stood erect like a needle. He was bare-chested, and wore only a pair of long pants.

His gaze was as sharp as a sword and it pierced through the air. As he walked forward, even the earth trembled.

Wu Yu instantly knew that the son of the Sword Saint Dongyue had inherited his father's tradition. The earth beneath his feet seemed to be within his control, and every single movement he made would affect the meridians in the earth.

At this time, on the Xiao Huan Mountain road passed Chen Fu You, who nodded to him. Xiao Huan Shan understood, and smiled faintly. Seeing this, Chen Fu You also laughed, and looked at Wu Yu, his eyes were somewhat intriguing.

”They are all the sons of the Sword Saint, brothers of the same circle.” Wu Yu was not surprised that Xiao Guanshan wanted to help Chen Fu Hu vent his anger. From the looks of it, it seemed that it was Shen Xingxing and the Sword Saint of Dongyue who had spoken, allowing Xiao Hengshan to take the initiative to submit.

”Get out of the way.” Xiao Huan Shan was an incomparably domineering person, and his figure was heavy. Every word he spoke was like a boulder smashing onto the ground, creating a loud rumble.

Under his majesty, the Yellow Sword level disciples hid far away, and the Profound Sword level disciples also moved aside quite a bit. In this wide space, only Wu Yu and he, Xiao Huan Shan, were left facing each other. For a time, Xiao Huan Shan created a lot of pressure; Wu Yu was the only one left in this pile of space.

”The tenth level of the Golden Core Realm, and he's even ranked in the top ten of the Mysterious Sword category. His cultivation can suppress Baili Feihong. This kind of opponent is undoubtedly my limit right now!”

When he was facing this Xiao Huan Shan, Wu Yu's blood boiled from the intense battle that had been going on for a long time. Honestly speaking, ever since his battle with the Golden Stone Spirit Monkey, Wu Yu had never met anyone who could truly challenge him!

When he reached the sixth level, Wu Yu would be able to defeat him easily.

As for this Xiao Huan Shan, as soon as he appeared, Wu Yu knew his ability. He was sure that he had intercepted him at his limit.

Superb talent, vigorous dan-qi, strong willpower, the best magic tools, talismans, the best Dao arts, and divine abilities. His battle prowess was definitely at the peak of the Golden Core Realm and he was close to the Violet Palace Realm.

Such an opponent was chosen by Shen Xingxing to be his limit. In this battle of limits, even Wu Yu himself didn't have the confidence to win or lose. How could such an opponent not have a burning passion in his heart?

At this moment, Wu Yu's eyes were blazing with fire.

Xiao Huan Shan was a simple and crude person. When the two looked at each other, he didn't even greet them. He didn't even bother to speak a single word to Wu Yu as he directly took out a Spirit Channeling grade magical tool from his spatial bag.

There were a total of eight vortexes on the enormous sword edge, which were actually eight magical formations. The eight vortexes looked like a bottomless pit, like a path to hell, and it attracted the attention of many people. As they moved, the entire Hall of Immortal Ascension trembled, showing just how much of an impact they had on the ground.

”Eight Prison Mountain Divine Sword!” Xiao Huan Shan directly used this sword. Seems like Wu Yu is considered a great enemy! ”

A single sword strike had caused the heavens to crumble and the earth to shatter.

The group of heroes were all in awe and they even dodged to avoid causing Xiao Huan Shan any harm.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a disdainful sneer, but he was still too lazy to even say a single word. At this time, the imprint of the sacred pill in his dantian was also activated, and a yellow light was released from his body, instantly enveloping the entire hall. This range of disciples, even a portion of them, took up more than half of the hall.

”The Earth Core Realm!” The disciples trapped within the domain cried out in alarm.

Weng! *

A tremor rang out.