Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Duyun Mountain’s terrain was treacherous yet graceful. A ray of sunlight slowly pierced into the mountains, illuminating a vast, golden sea of clouds.

Wang Chong looked at Tang Long and the others, his expression serious as he said, ”You lot, don’t forget about the Spirit Medicine planted on the back mountain tonight, you hear?”

Tang Long swallowed and said cautiously, ”Brother Chong, that Spirit Medicine belongs to the Vice Director...”

”SMACK!” Wang Chong slapped him across the face and roared, ”Just go when I tell you to! Enough with the damn nonsense! I’m about to break through to the Refining Essence Realm. How could the distributed cultivation resources possibly be enough? All of your resources, plus the ones skimmed from Wen Qingye and his group, aren’t even enough for me to cultivate for a month!”

Tang Long’s cheek swelled up high. The new Inner Courtyard students standing beside him all lowered their heads, trembling with fear.

An Inner Courtyard student next to Wang Chong sneered, ”If you don’t go, we’ll break your legs today. You believe that?”

Tang Long hurriedly said in terror, ”Yes, yes, we’ll definitely go tonight, definitely.”

Tang Long knew that Wang Chong and his group were ruthless. Backed by their immense power and influence, they really could cripple him.

After hearing this, Wang Chong smiled, nodded, and said, ”Not bad. If you perform well, I won’t treat you poorly once I reach the Refining Spirit Realm.”

Tang Long forced a laugh, standing to the side, nodding and bowing incessantly.

”I don’t know if you’ll ever reach the Refining Spirit Realm, but if you don’t hand over the cultivation resources you skimmed, I can guarantee you’ll never even dream of breaking through to it in this lifetime.”

A voice suddenly reached their ears. Everyone couldn’t help but look toward the sound, only to see a figure in the distance slowly approaching.

”Wen Qingye!?” Wang Chong’s eyes snapped open, a cold light flashing within them.

Wen Qingye walked over slowly. Without even glancing at Tang Long and the others, he said in a calm tone, ”Hand over the cultivation resources.”

”Cultivation resources?” Wang Chong raised an eyebrow, looked at the people around him, and started laughing. ”Hahaha, Wen Qingye, are you really this stupid, or are you just pretending? So what if I skimmed your cultivation resources? What can you do about it? Go tell on me to the Vice Director?”

”You’ve got some nerve, Wen Qingye. Do you have any idea where you are?”

”You’re just a newcomer. So what if your cultivation resources were skimmed?”

”Exactly. You actually want to fight back?”

”Hahaha!”

”Hahahahaha!”

The people from Duyun Mountain all burst into laughter. It was obvious this wasn’t the first time they had done something like this.

Wen Qingye’s eyes slowly grew cold, as if reflecting a spectral light.

”Then I’ll take them myself!”

Wen Qingye abruptly drew the One Thought Sword from his back. Wang Chong only saw a flash of sword light, followed by a sharp aura rapidly closing in.

”You dare to attack me? You’re courting death!”

Wang Chong sneered, drew the sword from his own back, and swung it forcefully to meet the attack head-on.

”CLANG!”

”BANG!”

The two swords collided, erupting in a shower of sparks. Then, Wang Chong stared at his own sword, dumbfounded.

Wang Chong’s eyes were bloodshot, and it was unclear if it was with greed or rage as he said, ”What kind of sword is that? Why was my Fifth-grade Treasure Sword snapped in a single blow?”

Wen Qingye ignored Wang Chong’s words and strode forward.

”Bright Moon Lament!”

Wen Qingye held the One Thought Sword’s body horizontally before his chest. The entire blade glowed with a moon-white light as the surrounding Primordial Qi continuously gathered upon it. A terrifying pressure began to bear down on Wang Chong.

A massive, fifty-foot-long beam of Sword Qi tore through the sky, slashing down toward Wang Chong.

Wang Chong’s eyes were bloodshot. He brought his palms together, and a powerful attractive force seemed to emanate from their center.

”Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm, First Form!”

Wang Chong struck out with his palm. The air hissed and crackled where the palm’s afterimage passed. A low, rumbling thunder seemed to echo from the heavens above, making everyone’s ears ache.

The Sword Qi and the palm’s afterimage collided violently in mid-air.

Wen Qingye staggered back four or five steps, holding his sword in front of his chest. Wang Chong was also forced back four or five steps, having gained no advantage whatsoever.

”This newcomer is so strong! He’s fighting Brother Chong to a standstill.”

”Unbelievable. Is he really a newcomer?”

”A newcomer has this kind of strength? What will he be like in another year?”

The Inner Courtyard students stared at Wen Qingye, their faces filled with horror and their hearts pounding in shock. A newcomer who had just entered the Inner Courtyard was able to fight an old-timer like this. In all these years, Wen Qingye was probably the only one.

”You’re just relying on that sharp sword! Wen Qingye, watch how I defeat you! Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm, Third Form!”

Wang Chong grit his teeth and let out a furious roar that echoed in all directions. As his voice fell, rolling thunder boomed all around. He stood there as the sky grew dark and heavy, a black, oppressive mass from which a startling thunderclap suddenly erupted downward.

”BOOM!”

The thunderbolt, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, flashed with a dazzling purple light as it rushed toward Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye thrust his One Thought Sword into the ground. A massive Eight Trigrams Array Disc suddenly materialized behind him. The Eight Trigrams Disc rotated continuously, exuding an aura of Profound Mysteries, while Wen Qingye’s fingers shifted constantly, forming a strange Hand Seal.

”Undying Seal Technique! Separation and Death Shatter the Heart!”

Wen Qingye leaped into the air. With a movement of his hands, black and white streams of Qi twined between his palms, forming a bizarre black-and-white seal. With a final wave of his hand, the seal shot directly toward the thunderbolt.

”BANG! BANG! BANG!”

The black-and-white seal and the thunderbolt entangled with each other, locked in a stalemate in mid-air. For a moment, fierce winds raged, forcing everyone to retreat slightly. Tang Long and the others’ faces turned deathly pale.

Wang Chong’s expression changed instantly. He took a few unsteady steps, a tearing pain shooting through his chest.

”Undying Heavens’ Bitter Hate!”

Wen Qingye had just executed the Undying Seal Technique, and his aura was unstable. He had no choice but to follow up with the Undying Finger Technique, his assault as relentless and unending as the tide.

Wen Qingye pointed a finger. It carried the power to extinguish all life and an indomitable momentum that could sweep through the heavens as it pressed down without resistance.

Wang Chong was already somewhat exhausted. Seeing Wen Qingye’s sharp finger attack flying toward him, he had no choice but to brace himself and receive it head-on.

”BANG!”

Wen Qingye’s finger attack directly pierced through Wang Chong’s Fist Qi. The shockwave sent Wang Chong flying, and he tumbled for dozens of meters across the ground.

”This... Brother Chong lost!?”

The surrounding Inner Courtyard old-timers stared dumbfounded at Wen Qingye, their hearts pounding wildly in their chests.

Wang Chong rolled over and struggled to his feet. His eyes were filled with disbelief. After a long moment, he glared at the stunned senior students and roared, ”What are you all looking at? Get him! If you die, I’ll take responsibility!”

The Inner Courtyard old-timers looked at each other. Finally, gritting their teeth, they turned toward Wen Qingye with vicious expressions.