The first and second ranked on the Human Ranking List both appeared at the Heavenly Sword Sect at the same time?
A coincidence?
Or were the two of them already acquainted?
Yet seeing Chen Yunxuan's expression, everyone frowned slightly. Chen Yunxuan seemed equally surprised and bewildered—did he not know Ye Zhiqiu?
"It's you!"
"You were the one who released Xie Yuyan, weren't you?"
"Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to come here." Xie Yunfei glared at Ye Zhiqiu with fury.
"Yes, it was me."
"She begged me to let her out. I'm just a helpful person." Ye Zhiqiu replied indifferently.
A helpful person?
Is this what you call helpful?
If that were truly the case, why did you stop her earlier?
"Wait!"
"How did you even enter the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
"When did you arrive?"
Suddenly, everyone realized something. Chen Yunxuan had come through the main gate, but what about Ye Zhiqiu?
How had he slipped in unnoticed?
"Me?"
"I arrived yesterday. Oh, and that Sword Mausoleum in your back mountain is quite interesting."
The Sword Mausoleum in the back mountain?
This kid actually entered the Heavenly Sword Sect through the Sword Mausoleum?
What kind of place was the Sword Mausoleum? It was filled with overwhelming sword intent—even members of the Heavenly Sword Sect avoided entering from there. Yet he had traversed it?
The reason the Heavenly Sword Emperor had established the Heavenly Sword Sect here was precisely because of the Sword Mausoleum.
This place greatly aided swordsmen in comprehending sword intent, though it was also extremely dangerous.
The elite disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were granted one opportunity each year to enter the Sword Mausoleum to meditate on sword intent, but they could only stay for half a day—any longer, and they would collapse.
Yet Ye Zhiqiu had actually crossed the entire Sword Mausoleum?
How had he managed that?
"You truly traversed the Sword Mausoleum?" The Heavenly Sword Sect's sect master stared at Ye Zhiqiu with excitement.
"Is it supposed to be difficult?" Ye Zhiqiu countered.
Difficult?
In the Sword Mausoleum, raw strength wasn't enough to ensure safety—only profound comprehension of sword intent and the sword path allowed one to endure longer.
Even a swordsman of the Heavenly Sword Sect master's caliber could barely cross it, and even then, he dared not linger, lest his mind and soul suffer severe damage.
Yet not only had Ye Zhiqiu traversed the Sword Mausoleum, but he also showed no signs of strain.
A prodigy!
Yet another prodigy!
This young man's talent in the sword path might even rival that of the founding ancestor, the Heavenly Sword Emperor.
"Divine Transformation Realm, eighth level?"
"Your cultivation… surpasses Chen Yunxuan's?"
At this moment, someone noticed that Ye Zhiqiu's cultivation had actually overtaken Chen Yunxuan's seventh-level Divine Transformation Realm.
Who would have thought the competition between the top two on the Human Ranking List would be so fierce? A single misstep, and the top spot could be lost.
"Does my Xie family have any grudge against you?" Xie Yunfei's gaze was icy as he stared at Ye Zhiqiu.
"None whatsoever."
"Then why did you help Chen Yunxuan kill Xie Yuyan?"
Xie Yunfei's question was also the very one Chen Yunxuan wanted answered—why had Ye Zhiqiu helped him?
Instead of replying to Xie Yunfei, Ye Zhiqiu turned to Chen Yunxuan.
"Brother Chen, first time meeting. How do you like this little gift?" Ye Zhiqiu asked with a smile.
"You deliberately released her and sent her to me."
"Why did you do this?" Chen Yunxuan asked curiously.
"I am a disciple of Chen Chang'an."
Chen Chang'an?
Hearing this name, Chen Yunxuan's heart trembled—a disciple of the ancestor?
Didn’t that make him his elder?
"So that's it. Yunxuan pays his respects to—"
"Ah, no need for that. Master said that if we were to truly compare, you'd technically be my senior brother."
Ye Zhiqiu quickly stopped Chen Yunxuan from bowing and explained.
"How is the ancestor? Where is he now? Has he come here?" Chen Yunxuan asked eagerly.
"No, I parted ways with Master some time ago."
"I came to the Famous Sword State to train. I'd only been here a few days when I heard about you, so I rushed over." Ye Zhiqiu chuckled.
"Thank you…"
For a moment, Chen Yunxuan wasn’t sure how to address Ye Zhiqiu.
"We're of the same generation. Master said we should address each other casually—just call me junior brother."
"Alright. Thank you, junior brother. Without your help, I wouldn’t have been able to kill Xie Yuyan so smoothly."
"No need for thanks. We're family."
Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu chatted casually, as if no one else was present, which only fueled the Heavenly Sword Sect's fury.
Did they think this was some casual gathering? Did they have no respect for the Heavenly Sword Sect?
"I don’t care what your relationship is or who stands behind you."
"Today, neither of you will leave this place alive."
"First and second on the Human Ranking List, is it?"
"Starting today, both of you will vanish from the rankings." Xie Yunfei said coldly.
"Senior Brother."
"Yuyan is already dead, and Ye Zhiqiu's sword talent—"
"Shut your mouth!"
"I know his sword talent is exceptional, but so what?"
"It wasn’t your daughter who died—of course you don’t care!"
"Today, no one will stop me." Xie Yunfei roared.
Seeing Xie Yunfei's rage, the Heavenly Sword Sect master and the others knew persuasion was useless. Besides, Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu had indeed shown the Heavenly Sword Sect no respect.
If word got out, wouldn’t the Heavenly Sword Sect become a laughingstock?
"It seems we’ll be fighting side by side today." Ye Zhiqiu said to Chen Yunxuan with a faint smile.
"Indeed. This battle… may not end well for us."
"Enough!"
"The ancestor once said that breaking through too quickly isn’t ideal, so I’ve been suppressing my cultivation."
"But since today’s battle is life or death… I might as well stop holding back!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. This kid’s cultivation speed was already terrifying—and he had been suppressing it?
Just how monstrous was he?
Boom!
As everyone stood in shock, an overwhelming aura erupted from Chen Yunxuan's body.
Divine Transformation Realm, eighth level… ninth level… Void Comprehension Realm!
Chen Yunxuan had directly broken through to the first level of the Void Comprehension Realm!
Such a terrifying speed was unheard of—none in the Heavenly Sword Sect had ever witnessed anything like it.
Even Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him with slight surprise, though he wasn’t overly shocked. After all, as a descendant of Master Chen Chang'an, wasn’t it normal for him to be extraordinary?
"Hahaha!"
"Junior Brother, today, let’s fight to our heart’s content!"
"Agreed!"
Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu exchanged a smile before charging at Xie Yunfei from both sides.
"Hmph!"
"Overestimating yourselves!"
Xie Yunfei swung his hand through the air, unleashing a devastating force that swept across the entire sword platform.
Sensing this overwhelming aura, Know-It-All, who had been watching from a distance, grew frantic.
Damn it, how is Xie Yunfei this powerful?
Even if Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu are monstrous talents, they probably aren’t a match for him.
"To hell with it!"
"Chen Yunxuan, I must’ve owed you a damn debt in my past life!"
"You two, get out of the way!"
In a flash, Know-It-All dashed in front of Chen Yunxuan and the others, unleashing his own aura to block Xie Yunfei’s strike.
Thud!
The impact sent Know-It-All flying backward, blood spewing from his mouth.
"Brother Know-It-All!"
Chen Yunxuan immediately chased after him, catching his falling body.
"We agreed you were just here to collect corpses!" Chen Yunxuan snapped angrily.
"Heh heh… Watching you fight got my blood pumping. Thought I’d join the fun."
Cough!
"Damn, that old bastard is seriously strong."
"I… I’m afraid this is as far as I can go."
With that, Know-It-All passed out. Chen Yunxuan gently laid him on the ground before turning his gaze back toward Xie Yunfei.
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