The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Brother Ye, Jian Chen and Yuan Jing are both very cautious."

Chu Tianhe continued, "They're afraid of others knowing their true strength, so they haven't hit the Power Stele and thus have no ranking records."

"Quite the hidden depth!" Ye Feng laughed.

These two must be worried about being specifically targeted for study, so, before achieving Major Achievement in their divine powers, they do not want to participate in rankings.

Once they have rankings, it will mean they have reached the Peak and need not fear being targeted.

"There should be quite a few similar people."

"So, the number of Saints in the existing Three Thousand Realms is definitely far more than thirty thousand, maybe even over a hundred thousand."

"But still, a hundred thousand is too few!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Compared with the Immortal Realm, the Three Thousand Realms are lagging far behind in the number of Saints.

In the Immortal Realm, there are a million on just the Heavenly Saint Level alone.

No comparison, absolutely no comparison!

At the peak.

When Yuan Jing heard Jian Chen's question, he stood with his hands behind his back, his handsome face full of confidence, and said:

"I heard Jian Chen is the number one genius of the Boundless Holy Sect, and also the top genius of Dongzhou. I naturally want to challenge you. This battle will decide who truly is the number one genius of Dongzhou."

Youngsters, mostly full of youthful vigor, do not accept defeat.

As an outstanding figure among the younger generation, Yuan Jing naturally does not want to be trampled under Jian Chen's feet.

Of course!

Yuan Jing's challenge to Jian Chen was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

With Yuan Jing cultivating Imperial Dynasty Fate, defeating his opponent under everyone's eyes would significantly boost his Imperial Dynasty Fate, an important way for him to enhance himself.

Otherwise, why would he challenge Jian Chen for no reason?

Before this, Yuan Jing had relied on overpowering other cultivators of the same rank and had accumulated a lot of Imperial Dynasty Fate.

If he won this battle, his Imperial Luck Empowerment would reach its peak.

And this would lay the foundation for Yuan Jing's assault on the Supreme Saint Level.

"Since you're insisting on fighting, then make your move!" Jian Chen knew Yuan Jing's intentions.

However, Jian Chen was not afraid of the battle.

He had forged the Yin Yang Holy Sword, one black and one white, but it was incomplete, requiring successive battles to wash away impurities, the only way for the Sword Dao to move toward true Perfection.

One could say.

Both sides desperately needed a battle on equal footing.

"Roar!"

Yuan Jing suddenly soared into the sky, reaching ten thousand feet high, stretching his arms to his heart's content, with a Heaven and Earth Phenomenon formed by Imperial Dynasty Fate manifesting behind him, featuring numerous Golden Dragons circling.

"It's an Imperial Dynasty Fate Phenomenon!"

"No need for a warm-up with a big move straight away?"

The crowd was shocked.

Clang!

Jian Chen also soared up into the sky, two Holy Swords—one black and one white—positioned on either side of him. The black and white Sword Intents surged behind him, forming a vast Heaven and Earth Phenomenon.

It was a grand Sword Path Divine Kingdom!

Containing countless swords in varieties like bronze, gold, multicolor, blue… encompassing everything, but ultimately, all these swords were subject to the Yin Yang Holy Sword.

"Sun and Moon, encompassing everything!"

Jian Chen formed a hand seal, controlling the Moon Holy Sword with his left and the Sun Holy Sword with his right, pointing them forward.

At that moment!

The entire world of Sword Dao Phenomena erupted, billions of colorful Flying Swords slashing out and cleaving toward Yuan Jing.

"Bring it on!"

Yuan Jing, quite excited, clapped his hands together forcefully as countless True Dragons formed by Imperial Dynasty Fate roared behind him, charging at Jian Chen's billions of sharp swords.

Boom! Boom!

The two sides clashed in the high skies, fighting fiercely, evenly matched, with just the shockwaves from the release making the heavens and earth dim and Law Fluctuations intense, even suppressing many at the Heavenly Saint Level.

"So strong!"

Wen Xue, Wen Yue, and Chu Tianhe also felt great pressure. If they really had to spar with Jian Chen and Yuan Jing, they might not be able to withstand even one strike.

"They are top-tier powerhouses, on par with the Mountain Giant Ape," Ye Feng communicated telepathically.

"I feel they are even more oppressive than the Mountain Giant Ape; in the Heavenly Saint Level, they are nearly invincible."

Chu Tianhe shrank his neck.

"It's not that exaggerated. There are still quite a few in the Heavenly Saint Level who can defeat them!" Ye Feng said with a mysterious smile.

Heavenly Saints were few in the Three Thousand Realms.

But there were many in the Immortal Realm!

With a million in the Heavenly Saint Realm there, selecting those who could defeat Jian Chen and Yuan Jing was not difficult.

High in the skies.

The battle between the two became even more intense.

"Ancestral Dragon, appear!"

Yuan Jing found that the phenomenon of his dynasty's fate was waning, so he quickly increased his strength, fused all the fate's true dragons, and transformed them into a super divine dragon with a length of a hundred thousand miles.

"Roar!"

It roared up to the sky, its tail, larger than the stars, carrying a force comparable to an ordinary Great Thousand World, crushed towards Jian Chen.

"Yin Yang Holy Sword, condense!"

Jian Chen didn't hesitate; he brought his hands together in prayer, then formed a sword gesture with both hands, placed it on his brow, and activated the countless swords behind him, merging them into the Yin Yang Holy Sword.

The two swords crossed, like a pair of scissors, cutting towards the super dynasty's fate dragon.

Boom!

The two forces violently shook; the entire sky was engulfed in a blinding light, and a wave of force swept across, swallowing the entire Sword Saint Wilderness.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes.

He saw it clearly.

The scissors formed by the Yin Yang Holy Sword were very sharp, cutting through the dynasty's fate dragon, continuously crisscrossing and slashing, breaking the fate dragon to pieces and blasting Yuan Jing away.

Jian Chen, a notch above.

"You actually managed to break through my ultimate fate dragon!"

In the sky, Yuan Jing's voice of disbelief echoed, his long hair disheveled, he covered his chest with one hand, a thread of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulging.

"Because of the Sword Dao domain," Jian Chen said indifferently.

Behind him, countless swords reappeared, continuously circling and emitting sword intent many times more fierce than before, and gradually forming a domain.

This is the Sword Dao Domain!

"Eight-Turn Perfection!" Yuan Jing's expression changed, "When did your Sword Dao domain advance?"

The crowd was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

"What?"

"Jian Chen's Sword Dao domain has advanced to Eight-Turn Perfection? One more step, and he reaches the Nine-Turn!"

"Two more steps, and wouldn't he be able to reach the Sword Dao Sanctuary?"

"Do you think the Sword Dao Sanctuary is something everyone can comprehend? Even for Jian Chen, breaking through to the Sword Dao Sanctuary is extremely difficult."

"This is a path to the Supreme Saint, harder than ascending to heaven!"

The crowd discussed fervently.

Everyone present generally cast admiring and reverent glances at Jian Chen.

"Eight-Turn Perfection, quite impressive!"

Even Ye Feng voiced his praise.

However, after a moment's thought, he felt this was normal.

As the Sword God ranked second in the Power God Ranking, mastering the unmatched Purple Extreme Sword Intent and himself possessing the Sword Dao Sanctuary, it wasn't surprising that under his guidance, Jian Chen's Sword Dao domain reached Eight-Turn Perfection.

In the void,

Jian Chen formed a sword gesture and said,

"It was just the first half of this year that my Sword Dao domain advanced to the Eight-Turn, if it weren't for this breakthrough, it would have been extremely difficult for me to defeat you."

"I see," Yuan Jing nodded, "In that case, you've won, I bid you farewell."

He realized the gap between himself and Jian Chen.

Continuing the fight would yield no victory.

Rather than pressing on, it was better to admit defeat, return home for rigorous training, and aim for an early breakthrough to challenge Jian Chen again.

"You are most generous," Jian Chen bowed with his sword in respect.

For him, Yuan Jing was a formidable adversary, pushing him to improve.

"Divine Child Jian Chen is invincible!"

"Divine Child Jian Chen, please grace me with your presence now!"

Several lovestruck female cultivators spoke up.

Jian Chen had no interest in these mundane, superficial affections, not even in the Immortal Fairies.

For him, women would only impede the speed of his sword drawing.

"In my heart, there are no women; thus, my sword drawing is divine!"

Jian Chen murmured to himself.

Clang!

The Yin Yang Holy Swords trembled and landed beside Jian Chen, who stood with his hands at his back, each foot on a Flying Sword, as he streaked into the distance.

But, suddenly,

Jian Chen turned his head, meeting eyes with Ye Feng high in the sky with his hands similarly at his back.

At that moment,

Jian Chen felt a burning sensation in his gaze, the incomplete Yin Yang Force within him boiling as if a low-level cultivator had encountered a Great Power, causing a great stir in his heart.

However, the Yin Yang Holy Swords flew too swiftly.

By the time Jian Chen regained his composure, he had already left the bounds of the Sword Saint Wilderness, and that mysterious young man he dreaded had already vanished without a trace.

"Who is he?"

"Why does he make me feel apprehensive?"

"Could it be that he possesses pure Yin Yang Force?"

Jian Chen's mind was in turmoil.