Free Web NovelChapter 1243: Chapter 1244: Defeating Ji Fa
Ji Fa, a prodigy of the Profound Sect, at the Eighth Layer of Martial King, holds an extraordinary position not only within the Profound Sect but also in the broader Primordial Ancient Realm, ranking highly on the Desolate Rankings. If his cultivation were at the Ninth Layer of Martial King, he might have broken into the top ten of the Desolate Rankings.
You must understand, if he were at the Ninth Layer of Martial King and participated in the Desolate Rankings battle, his position would soar immensely, showing just how terrifying Ji Fa’s talent truly is.
Even at the Eighth Layer of Martial King, he ranks eighteenth on the Desolate Rankings.
Everyone looked at Ji Fa’s formidable figure, revealing expressions of shock, feeling as if Ye Qingcheng could not withstand his overwhelming aura and was left with no retreat.
To think that at the Sixth Layer of Martial King, one could be invincible beneath the emperor, aiming to keep the Saint’s Inheritance, seemed laughable. Even forcing Ji Fa back a step did not seem to offer the possibility of victory.
Now, facing the overwhelming force of the Flood Dragon and Ji Fa’s domineering presence, Ye Qingcheng felt the pressure, but her cold eyes remained resolutely determined. It was naturally impossible for her to surrender the Saint’s Inheritance.
If it cannot be done, then fight to the death.
"Seal!" Ye Qingcheng murmured, and the vast area was encased in ice. The descending Flood Dragon phantom was instantly frozen by Ye Qingcheng’s Ice Intent. Simultaneously, the Cold Ice Sword in her hand trembled, and the Sword Power roared forth, similarly infused with a terrifying Ice Intent.
Moreover, her Immortal Platform followed and blossomed.
This time, the two Immortal Platforms that blossomed were the Ice Immortal Platform and the Sword Immortal Platform. The terrible aura that exploded from these two platforms caused Ye Qingcheng’s aura to rise steeply, as if Sword Power and Ice lay over thousands of miles.
Seeing this, the spectators’ eyes lit up with excitement.
Two Immortal Platforms are rare among prodigies, yet Ye Qingcheng unveiled two at once. Such talent is absolutely terrifying.
Know that if even a Divine Emperor at rebirth typically has only two Immortal Platforms, then Ye Qingcheng is indeed a monster among monsters.
At this moment, even the leaders of major sects and the queen of the Xiliang Female Kingdom could not remain calm, realizing why within the ancient relic, Ye Qingcheng could inherit the Saint’s Inheritance while other sect prodigies could not.
Especially the queen of the Xiliang Female Kingdom, she holds Ye Qingcheng in high regard. If such a person becomes her royal son-in-law, the rise of Ye Qingcheng would herald the rise of the Xiliang Female Kingdom.
However, for now, it’s uncertain whether Ye Qingcheng can escape unscathed from this predicament.
Buzz~
The Heavenly Sword’s fervent roar erupted, with boundless Sword Qi infused with Ice Intent. This was an integration of Intent, and suddenly, the frozen Flood Dragon shattered. Ye Qingcheng, with her unmatched elegant white figure, stepped forward and slashed a sword towards the encroaching Ji Fa.
Ji Fa’s expression shifted slightly, stepping aside to dodge, obviously unwilling to clash head-on.
As the sword missed its target, Ye Qingcheng did not linger, instead stepping into the void, letting the Emperor’s Intent spread out. Although not at the Martial Emperor level, her Immortal Emperor’s fortune was at a Middle Grade, allowing her still to unleash a formidable Immortal Emperor’s Intent.
Of course, Ji Fa also carried Immortal Emperor’s fortune, also at a Middle Grade. He was then seen covered in golden light, with runes flowing, as he thrust his arm into the void, reaching for Ye Qingcheng.
The mighty arm crushed through the void with brute force, a single arm capable of crushing anything.
Ye Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes were as sharp as a sword, whispering the word: "Slash!"
Swoosh~
A thousand-meter-long Sword Aura suddenly emerged from behind Ye Qingcheng, drawing a Milky Way through the void, as if it would split the sky with one strike. This Sword Aura was formed by Ye Qingcheng’s Immortal Platform, containing a powerful Ice Intent.
The sword had not yet arrived, yet it iced over everything.
"This..."
Many people were terrified. Is this the terrifying nature of two Immortal Platforms?
Some even began to doubt Ji Fa’s ability because this sword was too strong. It seemed that a typical Eighth Layer Martial King would be crushed under this single sword strike.
Moreover, Ye Qingcheng’s Sword Dao Will had reached a highly refined level. Coupled with that sword’s power—it was unimaginable.
Witnessing this, Ji Fa’s expression paled, sensing the intense danger from this strike. Indeed, as Ji Fa’s arm swept down, that sword descended.
Rumble~
A thunderous sound erupted. Although it did not sever Ji Fa’s arm, it forced him to retreat several steps, losing his balance, with a trickle of blood at his lips. The surrounding crowd watched in terror.
A single sword, grievously injured Ji Fa?
How strong was that sword?
Yet, Ye Qingcheng was no fool. After landing a successful hit, she quickly moved, Cold Ice Sword pointing directly at the opponent’s brow, forcing him back continuously as the Cold Ice Sword closed in to within a meter of his brow.
If Ji Fa paused for even a moment, surely he would be skewered through the brow with Ye Qingcheng’s sword.
"Do you concede?" An icy voice slipped from Ye Qingcheng’s lips, commanding and overwhelming. Ji Fa’s expression was unpleasant, as the Sword Aura pursued mercilessly, leaving him without counterattack ability. The consequences of refusing to concede were unknown.
But Ji Fa, being at the eighteenth rank of the Desolate Rankings, had his pride and naturally could not easily concede, so he remained silent.
Ye Qingcheng’s brow furrowed, visibly surprised, as she thrust her foot into the void, her body like lightning closing the meter-long gap in an instant. Ji Fa was startled and immediately shouted: "I concede!"
At the moment Ji Fa conceded, Ye Qingcheng’s Cold Ice Sword was already pressed against his brow. Had he not conceded in time, the sword would have pierced through his brow, leaving him cold with sweat.
Ji Fa, with no room to strike back, concedes?
Silence!
In the void, everything was eerily silent. Each gaze carefully observed this spectacle, where Ji Fa, ranked eighteenth on the Desolate Rankings, conceded under Ye Qingcheng’s single strike. From now on, in the Desolate Rankings, Ye Qingcheng would replace him.
Shock.
So many were shocked. Today, Ye Qingcheng, at the Sixth Layer of Immortal King, forced Ji Fa to concede. In the future, he would be the prodigy to take the eighteenth seat of the Desolate Rankings, crucially while being only at the Sixth Layer of Immortal King.
In centuries past, no Immortal King of Sixth Layer had ever appeared on the Desolate Rankings.
Yet today, Ye Qingcheng breaks this precedent. If she leaves this place today, will she seek revenge when she rises?
If Ye Qingcheng advances to the realm of Immortal Emperor, is there anyone in the Primordial Ancient Realm who could stop her?
Just think about it; it’s a frightening thought.
Ye Qingcheng’s potential is really extraordinary.
At this moment, even the Sect Leaders of various sects frowned, clearly realizing something unusual. Today, they had gathered here to pressure Ye Qingcheng to surrender the Saint’s Inheritance, an undisputed abuse of Ye Qingcheng’s lower strength.
