Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

”A treasure has appeared!” At this moment, Jiangg Feng’s face was pale, his lips chapped, and his clothes covered in a layer of white frost. But upon seeing the Snow Lotus ahead, he was clearly overcome with excitement.

”A Snow Lotus! It’s a Snow Lotus!” Zhangg Jing’s heart leaped with joy, and she rushed forward.

Even these prodigies couldn’t help but lose their composure at the sight of a Heavenly and Earthly Treasure like the Snow Lotus.

Jiangg Tian, naturally unwilling to be left behind, let his Primordial Qi surge. In the blink of an eye, he shot forward more than twenty feet toward the Snow Lotus.

Wen Qingye stepped across the water’s surface. The Cold Pool’s chilling aura made even him shudder. He suppressed the bone-chilling cold that pierced deep into his body. The Snow Lotus emitted a faint glow, its light dazzling his eyes.

Wen Qingye reached out, about to snatch the Snow Lotus.

In that split second, the sound of something slicing through the air came from behind Wen Qingye, and another arm shot forward.

The figure struck out with a palm. The Primordial Qi, so dense it didn’t disperse, even pushed back much of the cold air. Wen Qingye didn’t dare be careless and met the attack with a fist.

BANG!

A dull thud echoed. Wen Qingye, his feet still on the surface of the Cold Pool, was forced back several steps, his arm numb from the force of the blow.

”Guann Xuan!?”

Wen Qingye saw the attacker clearly and couldn’t help but frown. ’This man’s strength is immense. He truly deserves his reputation as one of the top five in this Secret Realm.’

Guann Xuan was secretly shocked to see Wen Qingye only stumble back, seemingly unharmed. ’My palm strike would have severely injured even an expert at the Refining Spirit Fifth Layer Heaven, yet this person, who’s only at the Refining Spirit Third Layer Heaven, is completely fine. It was astounding.’

Of course, Guann Xuan had no idea that Wen Qingye had just broken through to the Refining Spirit Fourth Layer.

After that one exchange, Wen Qingye understood Guann Xuan’s strength. He spun around and quickly dashed toward another Snow Lotus nearby.

Seeing Wen Qingye give up the chase, Guann Xuan immediately strode forward and plucked the Snow Lotus with one hand.

”Brat, let go!”

The others from Heng Country and Lanyu Country were not about to let Wen Qingye snatch a Snow Lotus for himself. Several of them lunged forward.

Wen Qingye drew his One Thought Sword. With a flick of his wrist, several arcs of pure Sword Qi flew out.

One of the prodigies from Heng Country met the attack with his fist. It carried an explosive, searing aura that caused the surrounding cold air to stagnate before scattering in all directions.

”Blast Flame Fist!”

A ferocious Fist Technique, infused with scorching Primordial Qi and backed by an overwhelmingly powerful momentum.

The Fist Force and Sword Qi clashed.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

After a series of explosions, the prodigy from Heng Country let out a muffled grunt. His body stiffened, his face turned deathly pale, and he was forced to stumble backward.

The onlookers were momentarily stunned, then stared at Wen Qingye in utter shock.

’This kid... he’s no simpleton!’

They exchanged glances, none of them daring to underestimate him any longer. They had originally thought Wen Qingye was, at best, slightly stronger than a typical expert at the Refining Spirit Fourth Layer. But now, it was clear he was far more than just ”slightly” stronger.

Wen Qingye stood beside the Snow Lotus, coldly eyeing the crowd. He knew it wouldn’t be possible to walk away with this Snow Lotus so easily.

Never mind the people from Heng Country and Lanyu Country before him; even Guann Xuan, Jiangg Tian, and Zhangg Jing, who were watching from the sidelines, could strike at any moment.

But Wen Qingye had misjudged him. Guann Xuan was already extremely satisfied with the Snow Lotus he had taken. He had examined it just now; it was a hundred-year-old specimen, a Mid-Level King Grade Heavenly and Earthly Treasure.

A Mid-Level King Grade treasure was far more precious than the Innate Grass. After all, their effects were completely different.

Guann Xuan knew to quit while he was ahead. If he showed interest in another Snow Lotus, the entire crowd would turn on him, not Wen Qingye.

For now, Guann Xuan watched from the side with great interest, showing no intention of intervening.

This Snow Lotus was a naturally grown treasure, nurtured by the Cold Pool within this stone cave. Such things belonged to the strong. Wen Qingye watched the crowd, who stared back like a pack of hungry wolves. He held his sword at the ready, not daring to let his guard down.

”I’ll go!”

”Let’s attack together!”

Two prodigies from Lanyu Country stepped out simultaneously. Their feet landed on the surface of the Cold Pool, sending out concentric ripples. Both possessed dense Primordial Qi; they were masters at the Refining Spirit Fifth Layer Heaven.

One of them, standing at a distance, waved his sleeve. Several streaks of five-colored light flashed, and a faint sound reached Wen Qingye’s ears.

”Zhao Rui! That’s Zhao Rui from Lanyu Country!”

”That’s the Seventh-Grade Weapon, the Five-Colored Flying Needle! So fast!”

The people from Heng Country cried out in alarm when they saw the flying needles, their expressions turning grave.

The five-colored gleams pierced the cold air, targeting Wen Qingye from all directions.

Wen Qingye’s ears twitched and his eyes narrowed. The One Thought Sword in his hand began to spin rapidly. The onlookers saw only a few flashes of cold light.

TING! TING! TING! TING!

Sparks flew from the body of Wen Qingye’s sword.

’Fast!’

’His sword is so fast!’

Zhao Rui’s brow tightened. He had never seen anyone block all seven of his Five-Colored Flying Needles with just a sword. Wen Qingye was the first.

At that moment, the other prodigy from Lanyu Country rushed before Wen Qingye, his palm held ready at his waist, moving in complete silence.

”Formless Palm!”

The man thrust his palm forward, aiming for Wen Qingye’s head. The surrounding cold air continued to flow undisturbed, as if his Palm Technique was completely ordinary, without the slightest ripple of Primordial Qi.

Wen Qingye, however, did not dare to be careless. It was too late to counterattack with his sword. He held the hilt in his right hand and pressed his left palm against the flat of the Sword Body, raising it to block.

CLANG!

The moment the man’s palm met Wen Qingye’s sword, a violent tide of Primordial Qi erupted, rushing madly in all directions.

Primordial Qi flowed ceaselessly over the One Thought Sword. If the sword hadn’t been at the Peak of the Ninth Grade, it would have shattered on the spot.

”Get back!”

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth and took a step forward. The man felt a heaven-shattering force travel from his palm through the Sword Body. His body flipped through the air as he was thrown backward.

Sword in hand, Wen Qingye charged toward the two of them.

Seeing this, Zhao Rui extended both hands. In an instant, even more five-colored lights than before shot toward Wen Qingye.

The air seemed to be shrouded in a five-colored brilliance, like a rain of iridescent light.

TING! TING! TING! TING! TING!

Instead of retreating, Wen Qingye advanced. His One Thought Sword danced at incredible speed as he charged forward with his Body Technique.

Sparks flew through the air. In the blink of an eye, Wen Qingye was right in front of them.

Zhao Rui’s expression changed instantly. Wen Qingye struck out with a palm, and the surging Primordial Qi he emitted was even denser than that of the Lanyu Country prodigy who had used the Formless Palm.

Zhao Rui had no choice but to brace himself and meet Wen Qingye’s palm strike.

BOOM!

After their palms collided, Zhao Rui’s body was sent flying like a kite with a snapped string.

He had defeated Zhao Rui in a single palm strike!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Qingye’s sword emitted a silvery-white moonlight. Its brilliant radiance shook everyone’s Heart Spirit.

”Bright Moon at the Edge of the World!”

He swung his sword, and a silken ribbon of light sliced through the cold air.

PTHOO!

The other man was also unable to block Wen Qingye and his One Thought Sword. He was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Qingye turned to look at the others, who were still reeling in shock. He smiled and said, ”Does anyone else want this Snow Lotus? I’ll take on all comers today!”

His heroic voice reverberated through the cavern. Standing tall, he looked at the surrounding crowd with a faint smile, completely unfazed by the thought of them attacking him all at once.