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第九百一十一章 万剑尽低眉

In the midst of everyone's astonished and震撼ing discussions, Li Fan's gaze inadvertently turned to the circular transparent arena in the sky.

Sure enough, Wan Lai'ai and Pei Qingshan were now locked in combat within it.

Pei Qingshan showed no mercy, directly manifesting a Greenwood Immortal Heaven and aiming to suppress Wan Lai'ai.

However, Wan Lai'ai remained unperturbed. His figure split into two, then eight in an instant...

When the Greenwood Immortal Heaven fully manifested, there were already thousands of Wan Lai'ai's figures within the arena.

"Return to the Sword Origin!"

Wan Lai'ai roared loudly. All his countless avatars solemnly transformed their bodies into swords and slashed towards the Greenwood Immortal Heaven.

The sword light rained down, emitting dazzling brilliance that even the great sun in the sky seemed dimmed.

Pei Qingshan's body was instantly reduced to ashes by the countless sword lights. Before he could regenerate a new body, his newly formed flesh was obliterated once again.

The sword power was endless, seemingly without end.

Under this pressure, the Greenwood Immortal Heaven trembled violently and was on the verge of collapse.

"Submit! I surrender!"

Pei Qingshan's panicked voice echoed across the sky as he retreated from the arena.

His figure was somewhat disheveled, his face showing a fear that was completely different from his previous anger.

"I yield!" Wan Lai'ai sheathed his sword and all his countless avatars returned to their original form. He stood in the air, looking down at the Yili State cultivators with his white robes fluttering in the wind.

Pei Qingshan's defeat had come too quickly for everyone’s surprise. Moreover, the endless sword lights from Wan Lai'ai were truly terrifying, leaving them still reeling from the intense suffocating pressure.

No one dared to blame Pei Qingshan. The entire scene fell into a dead silence.

"If anyone is不服, step forward!"

"I will block it with just one sword!"

The proud voice of the handsome white-robed youth reverberated in Yili City. His aura forced no one to dare challenge him.

After all, everyone knew Pei Qingshan's strength; even if he was at the peak of Foundation Establishment Realm, he couldn't be defeated so easily like Wan Lai'ai.

"Only a Transcendent Soul cultivator can subdue this person."

The thought flashed through the minds of the cultivators present. However, Yili State had few Transcendent Soul cultivators; either they were in the Heart Immortal Sect or on the front lines. Even if there were any, they wouldn't dare face Wan Lai'ai.

A Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator fighting a Golden Core cultivator was already overwhelming the smaller one.

...

Transcendent Soul against Golden Core...

It couldn’t be described as oppression; no Transcendent Soul could bring themselves to do such an unseemly deed.

And if he lost…

He would become a laughingstock for the Five Elders Association, serving as a stepping stone for Wan Lai'ai's fame.

The cultivators present had various thoughts and remained silent. They allowed the white-robed youth to bask in his glory.

"Looks like Yili State truly has no one!"

Wan Lai'ai, dressed in white, sneered.

"Young man, it’s better not to be too arrogant."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from above. It instantly drew the attention of all cultivators on both sides.

A similarly extremely beautiful androgynous cultivator slowly flew into the air.

"Li Fan at your service!"

He bowed, then was led by white light into the arena.

"Oh?" Wan Lai'ai's eyes narrowed.

He had always been proud and haughty. Being scolded like a junior by this young man who looked younger than him naturally made him very displeased.

"Foundation Establishment early stage?" Wan Lai'ai’s eyes flashed with danger.

"I can suppress you with just one hand, at the Golden Core Realm!" Li Fan waved his hand and spoke in the most arrogant tone, his face serious.

Not only did this shock Wan Lai'ai, but even the Yili State cultivators watching from below were taken aback.

"Originally, I thought Wan Lai'ai was already very arrogant. But this Li Fan is even more so!"

"This Brother Li seems unfamiliar. Is he a cultivator of our Yili State?"

"Nonsense! If not, why would he step forward? Our Yili State is vast and rich; this must be some hidden talent among us!"

...

Everyone discussed heatedly.

Wan Lai'ai let out a sinister laugh: "Very well. I can't wait to see you torn into pieces by my myriad swords."

Before his words were finished, he unleashed his ultimate move.

"Thousand Swords Decree!"

Just like before, thousands of avatars appeared in the arena. However, unlike the Thousand Sword Origin, each avatar now cast a different sword technique with their fingers.

The sky was instantly illuminated by multicolored sword lights.

One after another, various shaped sword shadows emerged and emitted dragon-like sword cries as they rushed towards Li Fan.

...

The sword lights tore through space, causing endless tremors. Even the transparent arena that confined them showed cracks.

Below, Yili State cultivators stared wide-eyed at this grand spectacle.

"Is this truly Wan Lai'ai's true strength?"

"How powerful! He must be a Transcendent Soul if he falls to this technique!"

"What is Wan Lai'ai’s background? Just Golden Core Realm and already so strong. If he breaks through to Foundation Establishment, what will become of us?"

...

Everyone was filled with deep admiration at the moment.

They all believed that the unheralded cultivator Li Fan would surely fall to his Thousand Swords Decree.

But before they could lament, a myriad of sword sounds rang out as Li Fan's resounding voice echoed: "No matter how many thousand sword techniques you have..."

"Before me, you must bow!"

Though not loud, this voice undoubtedly silenced all the sword sounds.

In that split second, a scene that left everyone in the arena gaping occurred above.

The myriad sword techniques, resembling countless light dragons rushing towards Li Fan, were forced to slow down just before hitting him. They finally stopped in front of Li Fan and revealed countless sword shadows.

"Hmm?"

Li Fan glanced at them briefly.

Even with his reluctance, under Li Fan's gaze, all the swords trembled and lowered their tips!

"Go!"

Li Fan shouted lightly.

The myriad sword shadows then turned around, reversing direction to attack Wan Lai'ai, who was stunned and incredulous, still not understanding what had happened.

Seeing Wan Lai'ai about to be torn apart by his ultimate technique,

A white light appeared, and in the next moment, his figure vanished from the arena.

He returned to the ground, but no one cared anymore. All eyes were fixed on Li Fan.

(End of Chapter)

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