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Chapter 372 - 373: Sword Breaks the Firmament
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Chapter 372: Chapter 373: Sword Breaks the Firmament

All eyes were on Ye Wushuang. Who would she challenge?

"I challenge Mo Wentian!" Ye Wushuang’s words struck Mo Wentian like a clap of thunder, making him shudder. The fight was lost before it even began.

He had wanted to strip Ye Wushuang of her glory, yet now, faced with this challenge, he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words, "I accept!"

Staring at Ye Wushuang, a torrent of emotions churned within Mo Wentian. His lip twitched, and finally, he unwillingly spat out two words: "I concede!"

"Senior Brother Mo!"

Below, the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect watched him, their fists clenched and their eyes filled with admiration.

In their eyes, Mo Wentian had disregarded personal glory and chosen to concede in order to let Ye Wushuang advance and help the Sect achieve victory.

Mo Wentian had "sacrificed" so much, given up so much. He was worthy of their respect!

On the battle stage, Mo Wentian seemed to feel their gazes. He was practically fuming with indignation. ’Their respect is the greatest irony of all. What damn sacrifice? What a load of crap!’

However, Mo Wentian’s willpower was exceptionally strong. He suppressed his feelings, closed his eyes, and chose to ignore it all.

Ye Wushuang walked off the stage without a shred of pity for Mo Wentian. Not killing him was already the greatest concession she was willing to make.

To the side, Beize Yunzhuo glanced at Ye Wushuang before his gaze fell upon Ruo Xiangyi. He asked, "Are you still going to fight?"

"You win this match," Ruo Xiangyi said calmly, her beautiful face betraying no emotion over the win or loss.

Beize Yunzhuo nodded but ultimately did not ascend the stage.

Ye Wushuang watched Ruo Xiangyi, her brow furrowed in confusion. She had the feeling that Ruo Xiangyi’s power was immense.

But ever since her defeat at Dii Qingxue’s hands, she had become much more reserved.

"She’s very strong and hides a great deal of her power. You need to be careful," Dii Qingxue said, turning to warn Ye Wushuang. Having been the only one to truly fight Ruo Xiangyi, only she knew the true depths of her strength.

As if sensing something, Ruo Xiangyi turned to lock eyes with Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang gave her a slight nod before looking away.

Ruo Xiangyi, however, continued to stare, lost in silent thought.

Next, Ye Wushuang’s gaze fell upon Wudao. She watched as he went up to the stage and chose to challenge Mengg Yiren.

Mengg Yiren chose to concede. Wudao was incredibly strong; her chances of victory in a fight were far too slim. Thus, the tournament moved directly to the next match: Liuu Tianlan’s turn.

This time, Liuu Tianlan’s choice was surprising. Rather than challenging from the bottom of the rankings upwards, he directly challenged Dii Qingxue.

Ye Wushuang’s expression darkened. She knew exactly what this meant. Liuu Tianlan was targeting the three of them from the Ancient Spirit Sect—or rather, he was targeting her.

Liuu Tianlan intended to defeat all three of them, one by one, and then kill Ye Wushuang!

"In this fight, he is guaranteed to lose," Dii Qingxue said to Ye Wushuang, her voice laced with resolve and confidence.

Then, she strode onto the stage and stood opposite Liuu Tianlan.

"After I defeat you in this match, it will be Ye Wushuang’s turn."

Liuu Tianlan spoke calmly, his gaze shifting to Ye Wushuang, his eyes glinting with a sword-like sharpness and immense self-assurance. ’Once I defeat Dii Qingxue, all three from the Ancient Spirit Sect will be down. Then, it’s Ye Wushuang’s turn.’

’Soon, Ye Wushuang will pay the price. The price of death!’

This was the mission his father had given him: kill Ye Wushuang, avenge his worthless brother, and cleanse the Celestial Sword Sect of its shame!

"Let’s begin!"

Dii Qingxue spoke coolly. Instantly, a silvery radiance began to flicker around her, pure and dazzling.

The silver radiance paved a path before her as Dii Qingxue ascended into the air.

Her graceful figure was like that of an Immortal Palace Divine Consort. As she soared, two white silk ribbons on her ornate gown billowed out behind her.

Her indifferent eyes fixed on Liuu Tianlan, radiating an oppressive chill as cold as Profound Ice.

Worthy of the name First Fairy!

The crowd was utterly mesmerized. Dii Qingxue’s beauty was ethereal, as if she were a celestial being who didn’t belong in the mortal realm.

CLANG!

His Ancient Sword left its scabbard. Liuu Tianlan gripped it and charged forward. "Dii Qingxue, concede now, and we can avoid this fight!"

How could Liuu Tianlan not be moved by Dii Qingxue’s beauty? But this was a battle, and even if his heart was stirred, he would not abandon the fight for her sake.

Dii Qingxue remained silent. An exquisite Crescent Saber shot out from between her eyebrows, streaking through the air and slashing down like a falling piece of the moon.

The Ancient Sword in Liuu Tianlan’s hand trembled, unleashing countless rays of Sword Light that shredded the crescent attack. The light then converged, forming a Heaven-Reaching Giant Sword that completely shattered it.

"Dii Qingxue, if you keep fighting, you will lose!" Liuu Tianlan declared, his voice calm but brimming with powerful confidence. His sharp aura surged, threatening to pierce the very Firmament.

The crowd was utterly shocked. Liuu Tianlan’s Sword Intent was too terrifying!

"Senior Brother Liuu is incredible!"

Below the stage, the disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect cheered wildly. Liuu Tianlan was so powerful; they could only gaze up at him with awe and adoration!

"As one of the two titans, he is truly terrifying!"

Yuh Yuzhen and the others who hadn’t advanced watched with rapt attention. They couldn’t help but marvel at the sight. ’Liuu Tianlan’s Sword Intent is just too sharp and powerful,’ they thought. ’Only Beize Yunzhuo and Wudao could possibly contend with him.’

"The outcome isn’t decided yet. It’s far too early for you to be telling me to surrender!"

Abruptly, a full, clear moon rose from behind Dii Qingxue. Endless moonlight shone down, bathing the entire battle stage in a silvery glow.

At the same time, Dii Qingxue’s aura shifted, growing immensely more powerful. A formidable and terrifying presence washed over the crowd, filling their hearts with dread.

Dii Qingxue had been hiding her strength!

Suddenly, the crowd’s eyes narrowed as they cried out in astonishment. Dii Qingxue had been hiding her true power as well!

A faint smile touched Ye Wushuang’s lips. ’So, Dii Qingxue is finally using her real power.’

BOOM!

The Crescent Saber grew even more brilliant in Dii Qingxue’s grasp. Like a sliver of moonlight descending in the dead of night, it shattered the Heaven-Reaching Sword and slashed toward Liuu Tianlan.

Seeing this, Liuu Tianlan’s eyes narrowed. In an instant, his Sword Intent flared, and he unleashed the third form of the Celestial Sword Technique—Sword Reversing Nine Heavens—to counter her attack.

Shatter!

With a soft cry, the Crescent Saber, infused with endless moonlight, instantly crushed Liuu Tianlan’s Sword Intent. His "Sword Reversing Nine Heavens" began to disintegrate!

"What’s happening?"

The crowd also felt something was wrong. Liuu Tianlan’s Sword Intent had collapsed.

That Crescent Saber... what kind of weapon was it?

Liuu Tianlan also sensed that something was amiss. His expression grew solemn. Dii Qingxue’s strength was both unexpected and shocking!

"You’re strong, I’ll admit I’m surprised. But it’s still not enough!"

Liuu Tianlan’s demeanor turned serious. An even more terrifying Sword Intent erupted from his body, its edge sharper and its power greater than before!

"Dii Qingxue, I will be the one to win this match!"

"Sword Breaks the Firmament!"

Lifting his Ancient Sword, he slashed it across the sky. His Sword Intent soared to the heavens, as if to tear them asunder!

The Sword Intent raged, overflowing with sharpness and power.

A halo of light flared from the Ancient Sword, forming into a Heaven-Reaching Giant Sword that seemed to prop up the sky itself. Its razor edge relentlessly crushed the moonlight, forcing even the Crescent Saber back.

This sword of annihilation sought to destroy everything in its path—to sunder the earth and break the Firmament!

Both Beize Yunzhuo’s and Wudao’s eyes narrowed at the sight.

Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed abruptly. ’This technique... it’s incredibly powerful!’

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