Chapter 737: The Hidden Realm of the Array Domain

Jun Chuanxiong's exclamation caused Zhou Yanyan's expression to change.

Simple-minded and devoted solely to the sword, she would never have imagined that such underhanded tactics existed in the world.

However, her reaction was swift; as the personal disciple of a Peak Master, she naturally lacked no means to deal with alchemists.

Zhou Yanyan immediately pulled out a smooth, round detoxification pill and placed it under her pink, fragrant tongue.

"You despicable fellow!"

Provoked, Zhou Yanyan's sword strike came even more fiercely, slashing straight down.

Ye Lin brought out the Bronze Dragon Vein Cauldron to block, yet he was still shaken by the strike, spitting blood from his mouth. Under the ravaging sword Qi, several deep, bone-reaching sword wounds appeared on his body.

"Jun Chuanxiong, I'll f*ck your mother!"

Man Yin's muscles bulged all over his body, and without another word, he prepared to duel Jun Chuanxiong. The other Peak Masters hurriedly acted as peacemakers to hold him back.

After all, so many disciples were watching; as teachers, if they were going to fight, it should be done in private.

"Jun Chuanxiong, what you did was indeed a bit ungentlemanly." Situ Qi also couldn't help but frown.

With their keen eyes, they could naturally see that if Jun Chuanxiong hadn't suddenly spoken up to warn her, Zhou Yanyan, in her simplicity, would likely have been drugged by Ye Lin already.

"My mistake, my mouth was too fast just now. I guarantee that from now on, I won't say another word."

Jun Chuanxiong's old face flushed red; he was filled with shame at this moment.

Having lived a life without regrets, this was the first time he felt a glimmer of guilt toward Ye Lin.

There was no helping it; the Life-Severing Sword was too important to him. It was an Innate Supreme Treasure forged from the materials of a Saint's weapon.

If he lost this thing, Jun Chuanxiong would have to wake up in the middle of the night and slap himself, calling himself truly damned.

At the same time, he realized how rash he had been in agreeing to that bet.

It was true that Ye Lin's realm and combat power were lower than Zhou Yanyan's, but that didn't change the fact that this kid was cunning enough!

If Zhou Yanyan faced him, there was a real possibility she might capsize in the gutter.

However, since things had reached this point, Jun Chuanxiong could only pin all his hopes on Zhou Yanyan.

If he were to speak up one more time, let alone the other Peak Masters looking down on him, he would look down on himself.

Ye Lin's blood splattered across the arena.

Zhou Yanyan's previous strike had been heavy; if he only had one life, he should have lost his combat capability by now.

"Are you still not going to concede?"

Zhou Yanyan also saw that Ye Lin was now severely injured and did not want to continue fighting.

The Nine Peaks Grand Competition was not a life-or-death struggle; if fellow disciples were to kill each other at every turn, the disciples under their tutelage would likely be wiped out before long.

"Originally, I felt that if I lost, I lost. Anyway, I still have one chance to challenge, and I can still enter the top ten."

Ye Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his lips curling upward.

"But looking at it now, Old Man Jun seems to really want you to win, even going so far as to speak up to warn you. Because of that, I suddenly don't want to lose anymore."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanyan frowned and couldn't help but speak.

"You are already severely injured and have long since lost the power to fight. Why struggle?"

Ye Lin stood straight, his face showing not the slightest movement.

"Does being severely injured mean I have no power to fight? Then you underestimate me too much. To tell you the truth, I am actually immortal!"

"Immortal?" Zhou Yanyan's pupils shrank violently.

"That's right! Since I was born, I have never died. If I'm not immortal, what am I?" Wisdom flashed in Ye Lin's eyes.

Ye Lin's words directly silenced everyone in the Immortal Cloud Sect.

He hasn't died since he was born, so he is immortal?

It makes so much sense, yet why does it feel like something is not quite right?

"Following this logic, does that mean we are all immortal?" An Immortal Cloud Sect disciple scratched his head.

Zhou Yanyan was also somewhat silent.

She vaguely realized that the person in front of her seemed to have something wrong with his brain.

"Junior Brother Ye, your path has gone astray. Turn back now; do not continue to make mistake after mistake." Zhou Yanyan advised.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin silently took out a low-grade Immortal Source Stone and tossed it in front of Zhou Yanyan.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhou Yanyan asked, frowning.

"Those who can criticize me in the marketplace and let it reach my ears shall receive the lowest reward."

Zhou Yanyan: "..."

The Immortal Cloud Sect crowd: "..."

"Hopeless."

Seeing this, Zhou Yanyan did not want to waste any more breath on Ye Lin.

"Since you won't concede, don't blame me for continuing to strike!"

"Boundless Flowing Clouds Sword Array, Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers to Suppress Evil Souls!"

The flowing clouds filling the sky turned into fine threads, condensing upon the *Chen Cangmang* in Zhou Yanyan's hand.

All the patterns and veins on the sword body shone like a galaxy, and even Zhou Yanyan's eyes erupted with sword light.

The majestic sword intent seemed as if it would tear the entire arena to shreds!

This strike was clearly even more terrifying than the previous one.

Zhou Yanyan flew into the air, and a magnificent landscape of mountains and rivers manifested behind her.

She thrust her sword out; before the blade even arrived, the sharp sword Qi caused the skin on Ye Lin's body to begin cracking inch by inch.

This strike seemed capable of suppressing and killing every evil spirit and wicked soul under heaven!

Ye Lin stood there blankly, as if he had been scared silly, allowing the sword to strike toward him.

Zhou Yanyan frowned slightly, preparing to withdraw her sword.

Although she did not like Ye Lin, she would not go so far as to kill him because of it.

But just as the edge of *Chen Cangmang* was about to pierce Ye Lin's throat, Zhou Yanyan suddenly felt the air around her become viscous, as if she had fallen into a swamp, and even her movements became sluggish.

Ye Lin revealed a kind smile and asked.

"Senior Sister Zhou, you wouldn't think that I was really just bored and wanted to chat with you, would you?"

"Vast Misty Waves Array, activate!"

"Formless Thunder Evil Array, activate!"

Two great arrays suddenly rose; without realizing it, Zhou Yanyan had already stepped into the coverage area of both arrays!

Ye Lin had been chatting with Zhou Yanyan just to buy time to set up the arrays.

Zhou Yanyan's strength was too great; unless he took out the Heart Demon Ten Thousand Soul Banner or the Human Emperor Flag in front of everyone, Ye Lin was not her match in a head-on battle.

Therefore, using arrays became the only way Ye Lin could defeat Zhou Yanyan.

The moment the two arrays appeared and trapped Zhou Yanyan.

In an instant, all the Immortal Cloud Sect disciples were in an uproar.

Especially the disciples of the Force Peak, who were completely broken.

Because they, the array cultivators, hadn't even noticed when Ye Lin had set up the arrays, and there were two of them!

Isn't this guy from the Artifact Peak? A blacksmith who is this good at setting up arrays?

Then what are they, the array cultivator disciples, supposed to do? Go learn blacksmithing?

Jun Chuanxiong slapped his chair and stood up directly, glaring fiercely at the Force Peak Master.

"No, brother, you even taught him forbidden techniques like the Array Domain Hidden Realm? Zheng Tongfei, are you even human?"