Chapter 217

Long Wang's whole body had no aura whatsoever; no wonder the Royal Old Ancestor, no matter how he used his divine sense to search, couldn't find him. He was like a corpse, without even a breath.

But he was nonetheless standing there, alive and well, in front of Chen Yi He. Chen Yi He looked at his deathly pale face and his pupils devoid of any black; his pupils were likewise pure white.

Chen Yi He asked Long Wang two questions, but Long Wang gave no reply; yet his gaze remained fixed on Chen Yi He, never wavering, as if he stood here solely to wait for Chen Yi He's arrival.

Chen Yi He gazed at Long Wang solemnly; Long Wang's appearance hadn't changed at all, but a killing intent gradually rose within his icy body.

The killing intent grew heavier and heavier, like a thick fog, gradually enveloping Long Wang and then the top floor of the pavilion.

Chen Yi He no longer prepared to call out to Long Wang, knowing Long Wang could not return; he turned his right wrist, and the Heavenly Secret Sword followed, turning to his side, as a golden sword aura appeared on the blade of the Heavenly Secret Sword.

Long Wang raised his Dragon Blade high and brought it down in a single strike!

Chen Yi He raised his sword to block!

"Clang!"

The azure blade aura and golden sword aura collided! The intense light made the spectators downstairs unable to open their eyes, unable to see what exactly had happened.

The golden tiles and glazed roof tiles atop the Everjoy Sect's roof were all shattered, fragments flying everywhere!

When Gao Di Chun opened his eyes, Chen Yi He and Long Wang were already locked in close combat. "Yi He, he's Long Wang!"

"Long Wang! Don't you remember Yi He?"

"You guys, stop fighting quickly!"

Gao Di Chun was always steady, but when faced with his two best friends fighting each other, he had no choice but to try to stop them; his strength wasn't even enough to qualify for the battlefield.

"Stop shouting, he's no longer that Long Wang." Si Tu Qing said coldly to Gao Di Chun.

"No, he will always be that Long Wang." Gao Di Chun rebutted Si Tu Qing.

"Heh..."

"What level of cultivation does Long Wang have?" Zhou Ke stared at the battle in midair without turning his head, merely asking.

"At least the sixth heavenly layer." Ye Wuming replied.

"In one year's time, that's impossible." Zhou Ke said coldly, "If I recall correctly, when he entered the Thousandfold Gate, he was at most at the fourth heavenly layer."

"Your Highness, in this day and age, nothing is impossible." Ye Wuming said respectfully to Zhou Ke, "Look at Chen Yi He—he himself has made such a great breakthrough; why can't Long Wang do the same? Long Wang's veins carry the blood of the Dragon Clan; he is the son of Dragon Chief."

Only then did Ye Wuming turn his head; he looked at Ye Wuming, nodded slightly, and sighed, "In such a situation, achieving hegemony is difficult!"

"Your Highness, with your grand ambitions and lofty goals, you will surely succeed!" Ye Wuming said affirmatively.

"Hahaha! Let's see what result these two brats will produce."

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi He could unleash over a thousand swords; his speed had reached the true limit, his blade slicing through the air, the wind it stirred unable to keep up with his sword, so that only after completing all his sword moves could one hear the "whoosh whoosh whoosh" of the wind.

This was his realization over this period; he had completely assimilated the sword intent of the Seventh Elder and made it his own, thereby developing a new set of sword techniques.

This set of sword techniques remains unnamed.

This is the first time he is using it.

Not only has the speed of these sword techniques greatly increased, but their power has also been greatly enhanced; a single strike can cleave half a mountain!

The modest pavilion of the Everjoy Sect, before his eyes, is merely a matter of a single strike!

Furthermore, his strength has greatly increased, whether in cultivation or in perspective; in short, his approach to combat has changed, everything has become casual, no longer does he feel fear or tension toward battle as before—this might be the bearing of a master.

Indeed, in any ordinary era, a cultivator at the fifth or sixth heavenly layer would be an expert among experts! You should know, reaching the fourth heavenly layer already makes one peerless!

But in this chaotic age, even the fifth heavenly layer is far from enough!

Although Long Wang's temperament has changed greatly, his blade technique is now fierce; each strike manifests as an Azure Dragon, continuously flying out from the body of his Dragon Blade—one can see divine dragons dancing in the nine heavens! They rush forward one after another to assault Chen Yi He, seeking to tear him to shreds, leaving no leeway whatsoever.

Chen Yi He hadn't even had a chance to enjoy this new experience when he felt immense pressure! It turns out that realms and perspectives do have distinctions; no matter how strong a person is, as soon as they face an opponent equal to or stronger than themselves, they feel pressure.

However, he did not panic; he also wanted to test his new sword technique and new internal art! He activated the Longevity Classic, then launched his left palm with the Parting Cloud Palm in a smooth motion!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" One palm shattered a dragon!

The clouds above surged, as if responding to the Parting Cloud Palm in midair!

Long Wang also felt the pressure; he stood in place, twisted his neck, then swung his Dragon Blade wildly in all directions, cutting as if through air! Without any blade aura or true qi.

Chen Yi He had just shattered all the Azure Dragons when Long Wang's move left him stunned.

Within the span of three finger snaps, after this brief delay, his blade aura suddenly erupted, exploding from his body.

Before Chen Yi He could react, it all surged toward him!

Chen Yi He had no choice but to block horizontally with the Heavenly Secret Sword!

"Bang! Boom—!!!"

Chen Yi He was directly blasted away!

He crashed into seven or eight shops and fell onto the main street beside the road.

Dust filled the sky!

The blade aura had not yet dissipated!

This is absolute strength!

At this moment, Long Wang hovered in midair; his white eyes stared into the distance, his expression evil and eerie yet also resolute, his fists clenched tight, his body straight and tall—he resembled a demon god, looking down upon the world!

Suddenly, Long Wang let out a heaven‑shaking roar, "Chen Yi He!" with a long trailing tone, then he swooshed toward Chen Yi He!

Chen Yi He had just risen to his feet; the intense pain made him even more alert. He is Chen Yi He, and he roared at the oncoming Long Wang, "Long Wang!"

Their roars shook the entire Imperial Capital!

The buildings of the Imperial Capital trembled from their shaking!

The two brothers clashed again!

No one knew how many swords were thrown, how many moves were made.

Far away, the Royal Old Ancestor stood upon the Scripture Pavilion, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant Chen Yi He and Long Wang, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head. "Chen Yi He, I hope you don't disappoint this old man; temper yourself in battle—now is the best opportunity for you to break through to the sixth heavenly layer!"