Chapter 2003
Chapter 2003
"Even if I die, I will never submit!" Xia Jiuyou's face flushed red. Being mocked by his own primordial spirit, his blood surged instantly, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura was extremely weak, and he seemed to be about to die of anger.
Chen Xuan gently squeezed Qiu Zixian's hand, signaling her with his eyes not to provoke Xia Jiuyou any further. Qiu Zixian understood, playfully raised her eyebrows, and said nothing more.
At this moment, the cultivators on the eight warships outside the Sword Debate Platform finally recovered from the shock of Chen Xuan's peerless sword strike. Gasps of astonishment, exclamations of disbelief, and waves of commotion instantly filled the entire void—that was the peak state of the seven holy sons, who had used all their trump cards and frantically unleashed forbidden techniques, yet Chen Xuan had swept it away with a single sword strike. Such combat power had long exceeded everyone's understanding.
At this moment, whether it was the True Immortal Elders of the various holy lands or the top disciples like Dao Yi Saint Son who hadn't yet taken the stage, their eyes were filled with deep fear as they looked at Chen Xuan. The sight of Xuan Yi, Tian Yi, and the others fighting desperately with all their might was still vivid in their minds, yet even so, they couldn't withstand Chen Xuan's sword strike. If it were them taking the stage, they feared that defeat would be the only outcome.
"Xuan Yi, you almost killed us!" Dao Yi's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he looked at Xuan Yi, who was struggling to recover his physical body. His tone was full of lingering fear and dissatisfaction. "With this kind of strength, the three of us wanted to ambush him? Wasn't that just courting death?"
"Sister! Just what level was that sword strike? I couldn't help but want to worship it just watching it!" Zixia was even more excited than if she had won herself when she saw Chen Xuan win. Her eyes were sparkling, filled with the image of Chen Xuan in the distant void.
Qingxia's expression was solemn. After a moment of silence, she finally had to admit, "Given the power of Chen Xuan's sword strike just now, even if we sisters were to fight to the death with our Purple and Green Twin Swords, we would probably still be unable to withstand it." She shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with curiosity as she looked at Chen Xuan—just how many secrets did this seemingly ordinary white-haired boy hold?
"Brother Chen Xuan...you, you really tricked me!" Zi Mang, who had already befriended Chen Xuan, was now filled with regret. If he had known that Chen Xuan possessed such heaven-defying strength, he would have used any means necessary, even trickery and deception, to bring Chen Xuan into the Purple Mansion Holy Land. "Sweeping through the top-tier holy sons of the five great holy lands with a single sword strike? And that was after they had activated multiple forbidden techniques! It's too heaven-defying, too invincible, Brother Chen Xuan!"
"My husband won! With just one sword! He won with just one sword!" When Qing Tian Yu'er saw the seven holy sons activate their forbidden techniques earlier, she was still clutching the hem of her clothes with worry in her heart. But now she was more excited than anyone else, jumping and cheering loudly throughout the entire void.
The reactions of Tianxing, Zimo, Lin Yuyao, and other Daoist companions were also extremely intense—they knew better than anyone that after this battle, Chen Xuan's name would resound throughout the eight realms of the eight holy lands and spread across the endless starry sky, truly making him famous in one battle.
"To achieve instant fame, nothing surpasses this." Xin'er gazed at the tall, white-haired figure in the arena, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"My husband's name will surely spread to all the major star domain sects in the endless void through this battle." Piaoxue nodded with a smile, her eyes full of pride.
"This... Little sister, am I dreaming? Did he really sweep it away with a single sword strike?" Bai Qianhuan rubbed his eyes hard and turned to look at his stunned little sister beside him. He found that not only his little sister was in a daze, but also Xuan Hao, Liu Li, Cang Xuan Yue, and even the personal disciples and core disciples in the distance had not yet recovered from their shock.
"We won! We won!" Elder Qianzhan of the Heartless Holy Land laughed heartily, his voice filled with joy. Elder Liyu sighed, "Truly a sword prodigy! Our Heartless Holy Land has finally gained a monstrous disciple this year!" Elder Xiyue nodded slightly, turned to look at the cheering Yu'er, Zimo and the others, her eyes full of satisfaction.
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