36: Chapter 36 A Ridiculous Challenge (Part Two)

Facing the man before him who had stolen his love, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi felt the surging fury within his heart like a blaze burning through the clouds—fierce and intense. That overflowing hatred seemed to contain endless power, enough to burn Yun Che until he was reduced to ashes.

Without the slightest hesitation or doubt, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi, like an infuriated beast, gathered all his strength into his palm with the force of a thunderbolt and struck out with all his might!

It was the ultimate technique of the Great Nine Suns Soaring Heaven Divine Art—Heaven's Wrath and Human's Resentment!

A massive palm wind seemed to manifest into substance, like a wild blade, like a rain of swords, surging straight toward Yun Che!

The Great Nine Suns Soaring Heaven Divine Art was originally an extremely tyrannical and overwhelmingly masculine profound art. Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's appearance was not as rugged and bold as his father's, nor did he possess that burly, thick-set physique. However, unexpectedly, when he unleashed this move of the Great Nine Suns Soaring Heaven Divine Art, he seemed to capture his father's essence quite well.

Wherever the palm power reached, the surrounding air seemed to become scorching hot, as if roaring flames were circling around him. The majestic momentum expanded outward in layers, like surging waves.

The crowd present couldn't help but exclaim. The ancestral profound art of the Senluo Divine Temple was indeed worthy of its reputation; with this single palm strike alone, killing an opponent one or two minor realms higher would not be a difficult task.

At this moment, Peacock Divine Concubine's heart was in her throat, and she stared fixedly at Yun Che ("Meng Jianyuan"), fearing he might meet with an accident. Although Meng Kongchan was not as nervous and uneasy as Peacock Divine Concubine, his brows were tightly furrowed, and a shadow emerged in his heart.

Meanwhile, Divine Son Meng Jianxi secretly gloated, looking forward to Yun Che ("Meng Jianyuan") being defeated and slain immediately.

Yun Che, without a trace of panic, let out a shout:

"Honger!"

A massive vermilion precious sword appeared before him—the Jietian Demon-Slaying Sword!

"Boom——"

The fifth level of the Evil God Art—Yanhuang—was activated!

Instantly, everyone sensed the change in Yun Che's aura. Although he was clearly only at the Half-step Divine Extinction Realm, he was visibly displaying strength above the fifth level of the Divine Extinction Realm. In contrast, although Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi had the cultivation of the second level of the Divine Extinction Realm, his momentum was completely crushed by Yun Che.

It is no exaggeration to say that this duel had ended before it had even begun!

The crowd was shocked. What kind of heaven-defying forbidden profound art was this that could so easily elevate one by a major realm and five minor realms? No wonder Yun Che had never taken Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi seriously from the start; this was not a contest between the same level of strength at all.

What the crowd did not know was that Yun Che had deliberately held back his strength when fighting Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi. If he had fully displayed it and activated the sixth level of the Evil God Art, God Ash, who knows how many people's worldviews would have collapsed!

Peacock Divine Concubine had been nervous to an extreme degree just moments ago, but now she had swung to the other extreme. Her face was filled with inexplicable joy, an excitement that could not be concealed, and she was full of anticipation for Yun Che's upcoming performance.

Meng Kongchan smoothed his brows, looking relaxed, ready to enjoy a good show.

On the Zhimeng Divine Kingdom side, the person with the ugliest expression was Divine Son Meng Jianxi. He felt as if he had made another huge mistake, severely misjudging Yun Che's strength. He even had a faint, terrible premonition that the person he and Chief Elder Meng Nanxian had always thought was helping Yun Che kill Meng Duanli and Meng Haitian was actually "Meng Jianyuan" himself.

As for the Senluo Divine Kingdom side, Palace Master Guang Ritian had long since fully sobered up from the arrogant and overbearing state he was in when he first arrived. His eyes were currently fixed unblinkingly and intensely on Yun Che. His gaze was filled with shock, confusion, and an unbelievable complexity, as if he were staring at a mysterious object that was completely beyond his imagination and seemed incredible.

Palace Master Shi Baiqianwan had seen thousands of battlefields, yet he had never seen such a dramatic turn of events. Knowing that Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi was in a dangerous situation, his mind was no longer on the duel in the arena, but rather calculating how to escape and take Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi away.

Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi was undoubtedly the person in the center of the arena with the most unsettled heart. He could never have dreamed that Meng Jianyuan could raise his realm in such a heaven-defying way. An opponent who was clearly a weakling had instantly become an insurmountable mountain.

Fifth level of the Divine Extinction Realm—a towering height he could not reach.

Before Meng Jianyuan, he did not have the slightest power to resist.

Among the crowd in the plaza, a man dressed in a green robe could not help but sigh. How could this aura be so familiar, so recognizable? Could it be him!?

"Shu—"

Yun Che injected profound energy, driving the Jietian Demon-Slaying Sword to strike out rapidly!

"Zhetian Sword Technique!"

"The Zhetian Sword Technique of the Zhetian Divine Kingdom!"

"How is this possible? Meng Jianyuan is actually using the Zhetian Sword Technique!"

The crowd exclaimed endlessly. Even a personage like Meng Kongchan opened his mouth wide, unable to control himself. Seeing the Zhetian Sword Technique once again in his life, it was being wielded by his own son, Meng Jianyuan!

Of course, the most surprised and pained person in the arena was Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi. Some things, rumors are ultimately just rumors. Regarding the fact that Meng Jianyuan knew the Zhetian Sword Technique, as long as he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had always held a sliver of fantasy in his heart. But now, it was no longer something he could deny in his heart.

However, there was no time to think. The powerful sword momentum suppressed Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's palm wind and rushed toward him!

"Ah—"

Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi let out a scream of terror involuntarily. In this instant, his heart was occupied by endless fear, fully believing that he would surely suffer a grievous injury from the Jietian Demon-Slaying Sword in Yun Che's hand. His body tensed up uncontrollably, his eyes tightly shut, as if waiting for the fatal blow that was about to descend.

However, to his surprise, the next moment, he only felt a gust of wind whistling past the top of his head. He slowly opened his eyes in confusion, only to be astonished to find that the sword light that should have slashed at him had already gone far away. He only felt a slight coolness on the top of his head; a lock of hair that had originally belonged to him, driven by the strong wind, slowly detached from his head and floated lightly with the wind. That lock of hair seemed to have lost its support, dancing wantonly in the air, slowly drifting down, getting closer and closer to the ground, and finally landing slowly in the dust.

Yun Che continued to output his profound energy, and the Jietian Demon-Slaying Sword seemed to be endowed with life, beginning to fly actively up and down in the air.

The Jietian Demon-Slaying Sword sometimes rushed upward as swiftly as lightning, as if to pierce the firmament; sometimes it swooped down with an extremely agile posture, like a hunting falcon, carrying a whistling wind and fierce momentum.

Second form of the Zhetian Sword Technique!

Third form of the Zhetian Sword Technique!

...

Thirty-seventh form of the Zhetian Sword Technique!

Yun Che was like a dancer full of passion and creativity, completely immersed in his own stage, unleashing the Zhetian Sword Technique to his heart's content!

This was the first time he had displayed the Zhetian Sword Technique so completely before everyone!

He was not just simply repeating the sword moves, but deeply integrating his own unique understanding and insights into them.

His sword technique contained an unspeakable emotional power; this was his own sword of emotion.

At this moment, even if Sword Immortal Hua Qingying were present, she would exclaim in astonishment!

...

Everyone sighed endlessly. Yun Che didn't want to kill Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi at all.

Every one of his sword lights just brushed past Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's eyes, yet every sword deviated from the vital points!

However, only Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi himself could deeply experience the unspeakable pain within it.

Every sword of Yun Che stabbed into his heart, like a steel awl piercing deep into his soul, causing excruciating pain!

This—was—the Hua family's—Zhetian 99 Sword Technique!

"Meng Jianyuan" was using the Zhetian 99 Sword Technique of the Zhetian Divine Kingdom—the Hua family!

Everything was self-evident; his secret engagement with Zhetian Goddess Hua Caili was absolutely not a fabrication!

The person before him had not only obtained the love of Zhetian Goddess Fairy Caili, but also her family's sword technique!

At this moment, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi looked helplessly at "Meng Jianyuan" performing the "Zhetian Sword Technique" over and over again in front of him, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss of pain, unable to extricate himself.

He had never thought that in just a short few months, he would lose so much.

The man before him had not only snatched away his woman, but also destroyed his self-esteem!

One or two months ago, he had just lost his love in the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, witnessing with his own eyes that the Zhetian Goddess, Fairy Caili, whom he had loved deeply his whole life, had already become another man's wife.

For these two months, he had been wandering on the edge of pain and despair.

Finally, at the most recent moment, he gathered his courage and made one of the most important decisions of his life.

He came to the Zhimeng Divine Kingdom to challenge "Meng Jianyuan"!

He had sworn to himself more than once that he must personally defeat "Meng Jianyuan," end the dispute between them as a man, and take back his love!

He was very confident in his own cultivation, which was also his last bastion.

He dreamed of defeating Meng Jianyuan in his own field!

However, fate seemed not to want to let him go at all!

He came with hope, but before the duel had even truly begun, he had suffered a crushing defeat!

The self-esteem he had always possessed, those assets he had once cherished and been most proud of, now seemed to be shattered, like broken cotton wool, flying chaotically in the biting wind.

At this moment, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi had completely lost his reason. He launched a tragic charge to make one last stand against "Meng Jianyuan." But "Meng Jianyuan" just lightly swung his heavy sword, turning his offensive into nothingness.

Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi lay on the ground, his eyes full of resentment and despair!

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Even though Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi was already like this, Yun Che had no intention of letting him go.

The debt owed by Sovereign Dian Luohou must be repaid by him!

Fairy Caili had her cultivation abolished and was reduced to a useless person; such a thing could absolutely not be glossed over.

That was an unforgivable injury, and someone had to pay the corresponding price.

And this person, preferably, was Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi!

Yun Che slowly raised his hands, as if summoning some special, powerful force hidden between heaven and earth.

His fingers curled slightly, and strands of extremely subtle yet clearly visible cold air began to condense at his fingertips. Those cold airs exuded a chilling coldness that seemed to pierce through everything in the world, icy to the bone, making people feel a chill rising from the depths of their souls just by watching from afar.

Immediately after, Yun Che's fingers pointed forward, and those strands of cold air shot out at extreme speed, entering Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's brow. After entering Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's body, these cold airs, as if liquefied, began to run wildly through his profound veins. Wherever they went, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's profound veins were covered by an invisible frost and instantly frozen solid.

Cold!

A cold never experienced in his life!

Almost in an instant, Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi clearly felt an unbearable, bone-chilling cold. His body trembled violently uncontrollably, his complexion turned deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with terror and pain.

Palace Master Guang Ritian was the closest, and realizing something was wrong, he hurriedly flew over and carried Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi away!

When his gaze fell upon the Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi in his arms, he was shocked by the scene before him. He saw that Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's face was already showing a strange bluish-purple color, as if eroded by an extremely cold force.

Palace Master Guang Ritian extended a hand and gently placed it on Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's wrist, attempting to probe the condition inside his body.

Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi's entire profound vein world had undergone a world-shaking change. The profound veins that were originally full of vitality and power had now all turned into hard ice.

Inside the ice, the structure of the profound veins had completely disintegrated, and the complete profound veins had turned into countless fragments.

With this, a generation of Divine Son had finally lost everything and completely become a waste!

Without love, his mental world completely collapsed!

His profound veins were shattered, and his cultivation was completely lost!

Palace Master Guang Ritian, holding Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi who was shivering from the cold, actually burst into tears!

Both teacher and friend, and father—he had invested too much in Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi, poured too much emotion into him, but never expected him to end up like this in a single day.

"Ah—"

Palace Master Guang Ritian, holding Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi, let out a roar and charged toward "Meng Jianyuan," striking out with a palm with all his might, carrying an indomitable momentum, aiming at "Meng Jianyuan."

However, Meng Kongchan was already prepared and waved his hand, easily neutralizing Palace Master Guang Ritian's offensive.

In despair, Palace Master Guang Ritian, holding Divine Son Dian Jiuzhi, floated away with Palace Master Shi Baiqianwan, and Yun Che's voice came from behind:

"Get back to your Senluo Divine Kingdom!"