Chapter 1799
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Only when Liang Chengzhou felt the pain and his consciousness began to fade did he realize—his head had been chopped off, and he was… about to die！
His head rolled to the ground with a thud, the expression on his face shifting from arrogance to sheer terror.
Ye Wushuang held the Holy Heaven Sword in his hand, its tip dripping with blood that fell to the ground in steady drops.
”Not just anyone has the right to mock others.”
At this moment, Xuan Yu Tang, Pei Wenjie, Pei Wenxiu, and Huang Yu were completely stunned.
What’s going on here？
One sword strike to kill a mid-stage Transformation Realm expert！
Is this still Ye Wushuang？
And now, the aura emanating from Ye Wushuang was no longer that of the seventh tribulation of the Arrogant Realm.
Instead… it was the mid-stage of the Star-Picking Transformation Realm？！
Ye Wushuang took a step forward, his sword pointed straight at Shi Tianlang and Shu Wuyan, and said indifferently, “I”m not one for idle talk.”
The provocation was unmistakably clear.
In truth, from the seventh tribulation of the Arrogant Realm to the mid-stage of the Star-Picking Transformation Realm, Ye Wushuang indeed needed a major battle to test his newfound strength.
And two peak-level Star-Picking Transformation Realm experts were undoubtedly the most suitable opponents.
Late-stage？
Even at the seventh tribulation of the Arrogant Realm, he could slay late-stage experts. Now that he had reached the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, how could late-stage Transformation Realm opponents even be worth his attention?
”It seems you”re quite pleased with yourself.”
Shi Tianlang gripped a long spear, took a step forward, and said coldly, “I heard that at your peak in the Arrogant Realm, you could already kill late-stage Transformation Realm experts. Now that you”ve reached the mid-stage, your confidence has only grown！”
”I said, I don”t like idle talk.”
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword, and in the next moment, his figure flashed as he swung his blade.
Meteoric Thunder Heaven Sword Art.
Spirit Thunder Sword Curse.
As the sword was drawn, sword qi howled, streaks of sword qi coalesced like thunder curses, as if formless spirit thunder had materialized into tangible swords, blanketing the sky and earth, charging straight toward Shi Tianlang.
Shi Tianlang, gripping his long spear, swept it horizontally with a mighty swing.
BOOM！！！
A deep, explosive sound reverberated through the air.
Before the vast mountain wall, waves of spiritual energy erupted and spread.
”So strong！”
Huang Yu stared blankly at the scene, his gaze frozen.
Not only had Ye Wushuang surpassed him in realm in the blink of an eye, but his strength… was also absurdly formidable.
A mid-stage Transformation Realm cultivator clashing head-on with a peak Transformation Realm expert without a hint of fear！
This is just too ruthless！
”Elder Zhou！”
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword, dispersing the fierce energy unleashed by Shi Tianlang, and called out.
”What is it？”
Zhou Yuan chuckled from a distance.
”You’ve recovered some strength by now, old man. Do me a favor and block the exit—I’m afraid they might lose their nerve and flee later.”
Hearing this, Zhou Yuan replied cheerfully, “No problem, leave it to me.”
Zhou Yuan hoisted the half-dead Huang Yu with a grin, saying, “You”re lucky to have met him, kid.”
Zhou Yuan carried Huang Yu to the passage entrance, where the previous restrictions had already vanished without a trace.
Zhou Yuan then summoned the Tianyuan Sacred Cauldron, releasing radiant beams of light that illuminated the stone walls on both sides.
”All done！”
Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “Next, just sit back and enjoy the show.”
”Um… Xuan kid, Pei kid, if you’re too exhausted to fight, come take shelter with me. Leave everything to Brother Ye.”
Huang Yu immediately stopped Zhou Yuan’s shouting and whispered, “Stop yelling, stop yelling. How can Young Master Ye handle it all alone?”
Zhou Yuan, however, smiled faintly and said, “Alone isn’t enough？”
Gazing into the distance, Zhou Yuan remarked calmly, “I actually think these twenty-plus people might not even give Ye Wushuang enough of a challenge.”
”Huh？”
Huang Yu stood frozen in place, dumbstruck like a statue.
A deafening roar erupted.
Ye Wushuang’s entire body erupted with power.
Shi Tianlang and Shu Wuyan, upon hearing Ye Wushuang tell the old man to block their escape, were filled with unparalleled fury.
”I’ve never seen someone so arrogant and reckless,” Shu Wuyan said coldly. “If you can actually keep all of us here today, I, Shu Wuyan, would gladly die.”
As the words fell, the sword in his hand suddenly slashed toward Ye Wushuang.
”Fuck, two against one, they have no shame！” Huang Yu immediately cursed.
Bang！！！
Zhou Yuan punched Huang Yu on the head, curling his lips and saying, “At this point, who cares about shame？”
Huang Yu clutched his head, looking unconvinced.
In an instant.
On the field.
Shi Tianlang and Shu Wuyan charged at Ye Wushuang together, spear and sword complementing each other perfectly.
Yet Ye Wushuang defended left and right, not appearing flustered, but instead constantly attempting counterattacks.
”The power of the Thunderfall Sword Art is domineering, with forty thunder palaces erupting within me, the force is terrifyingly overwhelming.”
”Against an ordinary peak Transformation Realm expert, it would be unstoppable, but these two are no ordinary foes.”
Ye Wushuang pondered silently, and in an instant, his internal energy surged.
”Great Flame Body Tempering Art！”
Immediately.
Ye Wushuang’s body was enveloped in rolling spiritual energy, his surface flickering with flames, thunder, and lightning.
And then…
”Thunderfall Return Sword！”
A swift sword strike erupted, like a roaring dragon of lightning, charging straight at Shi Tianlang and Shu Wuyan.
Boom…
A low collision erupted, sending the two figures stumbling backward.
”What’s going on？”
”His power seems to have doubled in amplification！”
At this moment, the might of the Great Flame Body Tempering Art manifested.
This technique not only enhances the explosive power of the moves recorded within it but also amplifies the explosive might of Ye Wushuang’s other spiritual techniques.
A double amplification of force is an entirely different matter.
”Don’t rush！”
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword, smiling faintly. “Next, let’s see if you can withstand it.”
”Falling Thunder Heaven Sword Art.”
”Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Seal Slash！”
As Ye Wushuang’s words fell, in an instant, thunderous explosions erupted around him, radiating from his position.
Then, surging spiritual power burst forth like mountains and seas.
Countless sword energies and thunderbolts coalesced into a massive sword-shaped seal, materializing before Ye Wushuang.
At the same time,
a vast artistic conception surged upward.
Sword Momentum Perfected！
Further amplified.
”Kill！”
The long sword descended—a hundred-zhang thunderous sword seal condensed from thousands of sword energies—charging straight toward Shi Tianlang and Shu Wuyan.
