Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Twin Swords Against the Path Walker!

“Failed?”

　　Hearing Ye Tianming’s words, Tazu was instantly stunned, “How is that possible? I trained you myself, how could you fail? Damn it! Did they grow eyes on their backsides?”

　　Ye Tianming shook his head slightly, unwilling to say more, “Tazu, let’s go!”

　　With that, he hung the small pagoda at his waist and walked off into the distance.

　　The small pagoda said in a low voice, “Kid, what exactly happened?”

　　Ye Tianming still said nothing.

　　The small pagoda said, “Kid, are you trying to worry me to death?”

　　Only after Tazu pressed him repeatedly did Ye Tianming recount what had happened inside the hall.

　　The small pagoda fell silent after hearing it all.

　　After a long while, it said in a low voice, “Damn!”

　　Ye Tianming smiled, “Tazu, it’s fine. Without the Guzhe Sect’s inheritance, I, Ye Tianming, will still work hard……”

　　With that, he walked off into the distance, having already given up on the Guzhe Sect’s inheritance…… But as he walked, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

　　There was a fire in his chest!

　　Why should he?

　　Ye Tianming suddenly stopped in his tracks, raising his head to look toward the far end of the horizon, “Why the hell can’t I fight for it? Why the hell should I swallow this garbage?”

　　With that, he suddenly burst out laughing, “Yang Jia, you and I will inevitably clash — why wait for the cosmic tournament? Why not today?”

　　His voice rang out like thunder, shaking the heavens.

　　Not far away, Zhantai Zhan watched Ye Tianming’s towering boldness, a strange glimmer appearing in her eyes.

　　It truly surprised her a little!

　　She had originally thought Ye Tianming would quietly swallow this bitter humiliation — if he had a good mindset, he might console himself, adjust his attitude, and just work harder in the future.

　　But she never expected that Ye Tianming would refuse to swallow it at all.

　　In this moment, she found herself a little intrigued by the young man before her.

　　At the far end of the horizon, the white-haired elder had already handed the “Scripture of True Words” and the “Guzhe Staff” to Yang Jia, when he suddenly heard Ye Tianming’s words. He and the others beside him all froze, turning to look — and when they saw it was Ye Tianming, they were all somewhat taken aback.

　　Behind Yang Jia, Ye Jinghong and the others from the Guanxuan Universe also turned to look at Ye Tianming, and upon seeing who it was, their brows all furrowed.

　　Those from Nantian Temple and the others also turned to look at Ye Tianming, and after their initial surprise came shock.

　　After the shock, Nantian Temple’s expression suddenly grew complicated. He suddenly realized that while he hadn’t lost to Ye Tianming in spirit, he had already lost to him in action.

　　And in this moment he also understood — what good is daring to think? You have to dare to act!

　　Ye Tianming fixed his gaze on Yang Jia in the distance. At this moment, the sword intent surging from his body was vast and mighty, like a great river rushing forward.

　　A sword cultivator — how could one swallow such humiliation?

　　Just go for it.

　　Both sixteen years old — who’s afraid of whom?

　　With that thought, the fire that had been burning in his chest vanished without a trace. In this moment, his heart was free of all shackles, and his sword intent began to undergo a world-shaking transformation.

　　At the far end of the horizon, Yang Jia’s gaze also fell on Ye Tianming, his expression perfectly calm.

　　And at that moment, Ye Jinghong, who stood beside him, suddenly stepped forward, “Ye Tianming, how about you and I have a match? I think I should be qualified for that, shouldn’t I?”

　　As he spoke, he stepped forward, a streak of sword light condensing beneath his feet, and in an instant he appeared ten zhang in front of Ye Tianming. A terrifying sword intent erupted from his body as well — the sword intent of a Grand Sword Emperor, vast and mighty, shaking heaven and earth.

　　Earlier, he had already wanted to fight Ye Tianming. He also wanted to see just how strong this Ye Tianming, who had defeated the young lord Yang Jia, truly was.

　　Of course, he also wanted to show the world that he, Ye Jinghong, was no lesser figure.

　　A battle between sword cultivators!

　　In the crowd, Zong Lin and the others immediately grew interested. This Ye Jinghong had just broken through to Grand Sword Emperor, and while Ye Tianming wasn’t a Grand Sword Emperor, he had defeated Yang Jia at the same cultivation level — this was going to be quite a show.

　　Ye Jinghong fixed his gaze on Ye Tianming, “We of the Guanxuan Universe do not bully the weak with the strong.”

　　With that, he pressed down with his left hand, directly suppressing his Grand Emperor aura to the same cultivation level as Ye Tianming.

　　Both at the same level!

　　Ye Tianming did not refuse the challenge. He put away his Xingdao Sword, opened his left hand, and in an instant the earth trembled as a sheathed Earth Qi Sword appeared in his grasp. This time, he did not conjure a dharma form.

　　He slowly closed his eyes. The sheathed Earth Qi Sword in his hand trembled violently, while his sword intent continued to surge wildly upward.

　　Where did this intent come from?

　　Refusing to swallow garbage!

　　Life and death cast aside!

　　Seeing through life and death!

　　If you won’t submit, then fight!

　　Facing Ye Tianming, Ye Jinghong naturally would not underestimate his opponent. He slowly raised his sword vertically before his brow, and in an instant the heavens and earth around him cracked open. Then, streaks of tribulation lightning spread across the surrounding sky and earth like a spider’s web, and at the same time, bolt after bolt of terrifying tribulation lightning fell straight down toward Ye Jinghong, finally converging at the tip of the sword in his hand.

　　Ten Thousand Tribulation Sword Lightning!

　　Created by the legendary sword cultivator Ye Yu, Grand Sword Emperor of the Guanxuan Universe — though its rank was only at the Emperor tier, its true power had already reached the Dao tier.

　　Thousands upon thousands of tribulation lightning bolts condensed at the sword’s tip, combined with Ye Jinghong’s terrifying Grand Sword Emperor intent. At this moment, wave after wave of dreadful pressure radiated from Ye Jinghong throughout heaven and earth, and the surrounding space-time, battered by these terrifying pressures, had already begun to crack — a sight that filled all who witnessed it with dread.

　　Seeing this, everyone around was utterly shocked. Ye Jinghong’s power was truly terrifying — worthy of a Grand Sword Emperor. This was absolutely an existence capable of fighting two or three levels above his own.

　　Especially Zong Lin and the others — only now did they realize that in the Guanxuan Universe, aside from Yang Jia, the rest were also terrifyingly strong. It was simply that Yang Jia’s brilliance was so overwhelming that it had suppressed the radiance of the other geniuses.

　　Otherwise, the names of Ye Jinghong and the others would surely have resounded throughout the entire universe.

　　But before Yang Jia and Ye Tianming, the brilliance of every genius of this era was destined to be overshadowed.

　　In the sky, after Ye Jinghong’s intent had fully gathered, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and he roared, “Strike!”

　　As his voice fell, he swung his sword fiercely at Ye Tianming with his right hand. In that instant, countless bolts of tribulation lightning surged alongside streaks of sword light like a raging storm, slashing toward Ye Tianming at terrifying speed. In almost an instant, the space within several hundred zhang in every direction was torn into thousands of pitch-black rifts by his tribulation lightning and sword light.

　　This strike — he gave everything he had!

　　Because he knew that facing this Ye Tianming, who had defeated Yang Jia, he could not hold anything back. He had to give his absolute all.

　　And just then, Ye Tianming suddenly opened his eyes. He thrust his sword forward with explosive force, “One sword decides life and death!”

　　”What the hell?”

　　The small pagoda leapt straight up, thinking it had misheard, “What on earth?”

　　With this thrust, thousands upon thousands of sword intents converged in an instant, breaking through the wide with a single point.

　　Boom!

　　With this sword strike, the thousands of tribulation lightning bolts and sword light before Ye Jinghong shattered in an instant, and Ye Tianming’s sword, wrapped in boundless, endless sword intent, drove straight toward Ye Jinghong.

　　Facing this terrifying sword strike from Ye Tianming, Ye Jinghong’s pupils suddenly contracted. He was completely seized by Ye Tianming’s sword intent, and the feeling he had was that his life and death rested entirely in Ye Tianming’s hands at this very moment.

　　There was no way to resist at all!

　　If he willed him to live, he would live!

　　If he willed him to die, he would die!

　　How could this be?

　　Ye Jinghong stared in disbelief at Ye Tianming before him. He had thought about drawing his sword, but at this moment he was completely and utterly suppressed by the sword intent of Ye Tianming’s strike.

　　And just as Ye Jinghong was about to be cut down by Ye Tianming’s sword, a powerful force suddenly grabbed Ye Jinghong and forcibly dragged him away, out of reach of Ye Tianming’s terrifying strike.

　　Ye Tianming’s sword cut through empty air, splitting heaven and earth in two.

　　Everyone turned to look at the one who had stepped in to save Ye Jinghong — it was Yang Jia!

　　Ye Jinghong’s face was as pale as paper, still unable to pull himself out of the lingering terror of Ye Tianming’s sword strike.

　　In the sky, Yang Jia walked calmly toward Ye Tianming, his expression serene and composed, “Your opponent is me.”

　　Ye Tianming also walked calmly toward Yang Jia, meeting his gaze directly, “Indeed it is.”

　　Yang Jia fixed his eyes on Ye Tianming, “You may use that sword of yours. I don’t mind.”

　　With that, he opened his palm, and a streak of sword light pierced through a hundred million star rivers and descended from the heavens. Soon, a brand new sword appeared in his right hand.

　　Sword Ancestor!

　　The personal sword of the Azure Robe Sword Master!

　　Azure Xuan in the left hand, Sword Ancestor in the right!

　　Two swords against Xingdao!

　　He naturally had no fear of Ye Tianming using that divine sword, for his great-great-grandfather’s sword was invincible — no one in this world could stand against his great-great-grandfather, not only here, but even in the real world!