Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

At that very moment, several figures zipped past. The newcomers were none other than Guu Lei, Ren Hua, and Wei Qiutong.

Wei Qiutong glanced at the Inner Courtyard disciples, his stout body taking a step forward as he boomed, ”What’s this? Ganging up on someone just because you have the numbers?”

Guu Lei said coldly, ”I’ve been wanting to test the skills of the Inner Courtyard’s prodigies for a long time.”

Wang Chong struggled to prop himself up and said with a sinister tone, ”Don’t be afraid of them. Their cultivation isn’t high. Get them! I’ll take full responsibility for whatever happens.”

The four Inner Courtyard disciples all nodded in unison. Two of them were at the Refining Essence Eighth Layer Heaven and two were at the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence. How could they not see the cultivation level of Guu Lei and the others? A flicker of disdain for these newcomers flashed in their eyes.

”You all step back. Let me handle this,” Wen Qingye said nonchalantly, holding out his sword.

”Alright. We’ll be right behind you. If we go, we go together. If we stay, we stay together!” Ren Hua glanced at the Inner Courtyard disciples, nodded heavily, and stepped aside.

Wei Qiutong’s mouth opened and closed. Seeing that Guu Lei had also retreated, he said no more and walked over to Ren Hua’s side.

The four of them rushed toward Wen Qingye from different directions, clearly intending to take him down in one fell swoop and give him no room to breathe.

Wei Qiutong said with some concern, ”Four veteran Inner Courtyard disciples... I wonder if Wen Qingye is a match for them.”

Although Ren Hua and Guu Lei didn’t speak, their brows were tightly furrowed.

’Their strength is considerable, but they don’t know any combined attack techniques. I can defeat them one by one.’

With that thought, Wen Qingye made his move. He stomped his foot, shattering the gravel on the ground. At the same time, white streams of air burst from his body, accompanied by a rumbling thunder.

VMMMM!

Wen Qingye abruptly drew his sword. The body of the One Thought Sword let out a faint, trembling hum.

”Four Symbols Sword Technique First Form! Huo Changxiong!”

Wen Qingye stepped forward and slashed horizontally. His sword glowed with red light, like boiling flames. He then drew a sudden circle, and a wave of Sword Qi spread out in all directions like a wildfire.

The four also unleashed their own techniques. In an instant, the surroundings flared with brilliant light as Primordial Qi seemed to explode.

Where the streams of Primordial Qi collided, the void distorted and the air vibrated. Where the four men’s attacks tangled with Wen Qingye’s Sword Qi, the distinct sounds of a tsunami, an avalanche, thunder, a landslide, and a giant bell rang out.

Their cultivation levels were different, so as they resisted Wen Qingye’s Sword Qi, the sounds of their impacts were naturally distinct.

The two at the Refining Essence Eighth Layer Heaven unleashed all their Primordial Qi, but it was like a raging tidal wave crashing against an immense mountain. No matter how it battered the shore, the great mountain stood firm, unmoving and proud between heaven and earth.

’His cultivation is clearly only at the Refining Essence Seventh Layer Heaven! With the four of us combined, even someone at the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence would be defeated. Why does he still have the strength to fight back?’

The four felt the oppressive condensation of the aura around Wen Qingye, and their faces fell. In terms of age, all four were older than Wen Qingye, but he gave them the feeling of looking up at a towering, unshakable mountain.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, and the fiery light on his sword flared even brighter, as if it were the supreme flame from the Nine Netherworld.

The two Inner Courtyard disciples at the Refining Essence Eighth Layer Heaven were sent flying, collapsing to the ground. The two disciples at the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence were also forced back several steps, staring at Wen Qingye with expressions of utter shock.

”Such a profound foundation!”

Seeing Wen Qingye’s Primordial Qi surge forth like the crashing waves of the Yangtze River, the onlookers couldn’t help but turn pale.

Wen Qingye’s face was a little pale, and he was panting heavily.

”Again!”

Wen Qingye laughed heartily and strode forward, his sword slashing down. A bolt of light, like a white silk ribbon, shot out violently from the blade.

”Mountain-Splitting Palm!”

The Sword Qi and Fist Qi intertwined, ultimately dissipating into a wave of searing heat that rolled into the distance.

Wen Qingye continuously clashed with the two Inner Courtyard disciples at the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence, then separated. The aftershocks trembled through the air, and a piercing roar constantly filled everyone’s ears.

”Heavens, has Wen Qingye’s strength already become so formidable?”

”We all entered the Outer Courtyard at the same time, but the gap has already become so huge.”

”How tragic it is to live in the same generation as Wen Qingye!”

Watching Wen Qingye trade blows with the two Inner Courtyard disciples from the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence, Tang Long and the others couldn’t help but sigh.

”Alright, it’s time to end this!”

Wen Qingye executed a sudden Sword Slash. The surrounding air seemed to instantly grow hotter as fiery light billowed forward with a blazing momentum.

”Four Symbols Sword Technique Second Form! Heaven Burning Fire!”

Wen Qingye’s sword hummed, as if carrying the fury of a spark that could set the heavens ablaze. With a single strike, the world itself seemed to shift!

The two Inner Courtyard disciples scrambled to block Wen Qingye’s attack, but they felt a vast and mighty power surging from the Sword Qi—an immense force, like a raging tide.

”Eight Desolates Fist!”

”Mountain-Splitting Palm! Mountain Splitting Palm!”

The two of them unleashed their full cultivation, their momentum steadily climbing to an absolute peak as a majestic aura spread out from them.

BOOM! BOOM!

A tremendous roar echoed, as if the entire Duyun Mountain could hear the tremors.

The bodies of the two Inner Courtyard disciples from the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence froze for a moment before they were both sent flying, crashing against a tree and collapsing to the ground, howling in agony.

Wen Qingye’s hand was trembling. Blood flowed down his arm to the web of his thumb, slowly dripping from his sword onto the ground.

”You...” Wang Chong stared in stunned disbelief as Wen Qingye slowly walked toward him, his heart a mixture of shock and rage. ”What are you doing? Wen Qingye, I’m telling you, my grandfather’s name is Wang Tianming, do you know what that...”

SLAP!

Wen Qingye slapped him directly across the face, his eyes cold as he said, ”Hmph. Let me tell you, it doesn’t matter who your grandfather is.”

Wang Chong hadn’t just withheld Wen Qingye’s cultivation resources; he had done the same to Guu Lei and the other two. Thinking of this, Wen Qingye felt anger burning inside him.

THWACK!

Suddenly, Wei Qiutong sprang into action, kicking Wang Chong squarely. Wang Chong’s entire body skidded across the ground with a harsh, scraping sound.

”Hahaha, that felt great!” Wei Qiutong burst out laughing.

Tang Long and the others stared blankly at Wei Qiutong. ”You... you actually hit Wang Chong? You...”

Guu Lei strode up to Wang Chong in a single bound, looked down at him coldly, and swung his hand back for a slap. ”So what if we hit him?”

”That’s right, so what? If there are consequences, we’ll face them together.” Ren Hua glanced at Tang Long, walked up to Wang Chong, and punched him directly in the stomach.

”You... you all... I want you... dead.”

Wang Chong lay on the ground, his body curled up like a shrimp, threatening them despite his pain.

”Your East Mountain Master was right about one thing: a person must have backbone!” After speaking, Wen Qingye walked up to Wang Chong and slapped him again.

Several of Wang Chong’s teeth were knocked out, and the corner of his mouth was instantly smeared with blood.